Marquis of Grand Xia

In Jianchi, those who knew the fate and the sword in white met each other, and fetched a sword bone, and returned it to their master.

The white swordsman got the sword bones of the past, and his breath rose sharply, reaching the peak of the sword.

Swords spread all over the sky, and in front of the sword pool, two sword lights burst out of the sky and immediately collided.

The violent shock wave swayed, and the sky above the sword pool changed color.

After a sword, knowing the destiny, the swordsman in white clothes all converged around the sword, and there was no second sword.

"Sword two, fate, goodbye to heaven."

Ning Chen said with a smile, and immediately turned away.

In front of the sword pool, the white swordsman stared at the former's far-sighted eyes, and the different colors flashed in his eyes.

Jian Er, he likes the name.

Outside the sword pool, Mu Chengxue, butterflies, and ghosts stood quietly and waited. Not long after, Ning Chen's figure appeared and stepped forward.

"Found it? Is he?" Mu Chengxue asked.

"Ok."

Ning Chen nodded softly and said, "The old friends are described, but the old friends are still charming."

Mu Chengxue nodded and asked no more, "Let's go."

The four then left and embarked on a path to find an old friend.

One flower after another is similar to each other in the world, and it is unclear whether it is reincarnation or a coincidence. Even the sage cannot see through the three thousand red dust.

For a century, a thousand years, and a rare quiet time, Ning Chen and Mu Chengxue walked through countless mountains and rivers side by side, and had seen too much wind and frost in the world. The white hair on the heads of the two people said that they had been ruthless for years.

On a difficult mountain road, Ning Chen took the ghost and climbed the rugged mountain road, turned around and pulled a hand behind Mu Chengxue.

Butterflies followed at the back, pouting his lips, light in color and disciples.

Half-waisted by the mountain peaks, the clouds were misty, and Ning Chen looked at the beautiful scenery in the mountains and felt much better.

The scenery in this world is always fascinating.

"Master, where are the predecessors you said, we have been searching for hundreds of years."

The butterfly struggled up the hillside, looking in the former's eyes and asking.

"I do not know either."

Ning Chen shook his head softly and said, "Senior and Pluto battle, I didn't see it with my own eyes, and I don't know where the senior is now, but since I have a way to live a lifetime, the senior will be able to come back."

In this world, the strong always have the law of longevity, but they are all different.

"What about Pluto?" Mu Chengxue said softly.

"Hades."

Ning Chen was silent. After a while, he replied, "If Hades don't want to die, no one can kill him. The battle between his predecessors and him has exceeded our understanding. Perhaps, at some point, Hades will return."

"If this is the case, there may be a fierce battle between you and him in the future." Mu Chengxue said lightly.

"Ah."

Ning Chen smiled softly and said, "The terrible memories of those days, even me, did not want to come again."

"It turns out that Master is also afraid?" Butterfly smiled.

"Master is not a mindless monster, of course, he will be afraid." Ning Chen smiled.

At the same time, on earth, an unknown star of life, a thousand-year glorious dynasty, a magnificent hall sitting on the nine thousand stone steps, reaching Tiantian.

The dynasty, lasting for thousands of years, can be called invincible, sweeping the eight wastelands and unifying Kyushu.

In the splendid temple, the emperor was seated, and all the officials came together.

"Three princes see!"

At this moment, outside the temple, a loud voice rang out, and in the respectful eyes of all the ministers, a man in a cyan suit walked in a python robe, representing his noble identity.

The three princes of Dayan Divine Dynasty, Yan Qiye, the most dazzling presence of the dynasty, is the most important prince of Dayan Emperor. The position of the prince.

"See your father emperor."

Yan Qiye salutes and looks calm.

"Flat body!"

In the hall, the emperor Yan Guo said.

"Thank you Father."

Yan Qiye got up and said.

"Liu Zhang, read the edict."

Said Emperor Yan Guo.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Aside, Nei Shi stepped forward and opened the prepared book, ready to read it.

"Slow!"

At this time, Yan Qiye spoke, preventing the inner attendant from reading the edict.

In the palace, Manchao was puzzled and looked at the three princes in front.

"What's the matter with Seven Nights?"

On the dragon chair, Emperor Yan Guo asked.

"Children, resign to the father emperor."

Yan Qiye knelt down again and calmly said, "Now Dayan has settled all the rebellions, and Kyushu is unified. There is no need for the sons to lead troops to fight, so the sons want to resign from the father emperor. Kyushu's commitment was settled, and the children were free. "

In a word, the Manchu dynasty was shocked, and no one thought that the three princes would say this on the occasion of the crown prince.

How great is the throne of the Dayan Dynasty, since the dynasties, countless princes have fought for it, and in this generation, the three princes Wen Tao Wulue, can be called the first person in ancient times, so that other princes have no competition for the throne The chance of the Great Swallow Dynasty, from San Gong to Li Gong people, is very clear that the crown prince is undoubtedly the third prince.

However, the three princes are now leaving, giving up the princely position that everyone longs for.

On the dragon chair, Emperor Dayan looked downcast and said, "Seven nights, do you know what is written in this edict?"

"Children know."

Yan Qiye said calmly, "So, before the edict is read, the son will resign to the father emperor. The emperor Dayan ca n’t lose his faith in his people, nor his own son, can he? Children, leave. "

Emperor Dayan heard the words, and the expression became more ugly, and he said, "Is the throne of Dayan so worthless to you?"

Yan Qiye smiled on his face and said, "Father Emperor, everyone has their own ambitions. The Father Emperor is a talented emperor. Everyone respects it. Moreover, the Father Emperor is in his prime, and it is too late to train a successor.

On the dragon chair, Emperor Yan swallowed his face sullenly ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ watching the sister-in-law below.

For a long time, Emperor Dayan showed a smile on his face and waved, "It's really like your mother said, I can't stay with you, go, the way forward, I will no longer force you."

"Thank you Father Emperor!"

Yan Qiye worshipped Xie in a respectful manner, and immediately turned and walked outside the hall.

From the central palace, a graceful and luxurious woman walked out and looked at the only son who was far away from the palace, the stream of light flashed away.

Since then, I hope he can take care of himself and live a good life.

The three great princes refused to leave the palace as the prince, and the great courage of ordinary people shocked Manchu.

In front of the shrine, Yan Qiye stepped away, his breath became stronger and stronger, he shed all his burdens, his mental state broke through, and his cultivation practice also climbed rapidly.

Asked one day, Jian Qi rushed to Jiu Xiao, and all the people in the Imperial City of Dayan saw that the sword light in the sky above the Imperial City was magnificent and magnificent, which shocked the world.