Marquis of Grand Xia

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A man's pretty little face was full of smiles, so simple, without any impurities, just happy for the green sword.

However, this really shocked Prince Yan and the soldiers on the side.

Sword breath

Prince Yan is the only person in the world who can understand the sword breath, and naturally knows the meaning of the green sword, and the soldiers' palms make the soldiers die for ten million. Although they do not feel the sword breath, they can barely judge the joy and sorrow of each weapon.

After a moment of shock, the soldiers commanded to recover, and his heart was still unbelievable. He would rather believe that this was just a coincidence.

Prince Yan swung his hand, and the three swords of red sword, sand sword, and Ningyuan flew out, and Aman was in front of him.

"Aman, feel the breath of these three swords and see if you feel anything," Prince Yan said calmly.

"Okay" Ah Man didn't understand what it meant, but still responded happily, stepped forward and touched three swords one by one.

"Red Sword said it was very happy, Sha Jian said nothing, and I couldn't feel anything about this black sword," Aman replied after touching the three swords.

Bingzhangling looked at Prince Yan with a hint of inquiry.

Prince Yan nodded and was basically right.

This time, the shock in the eyes of soldiers makes it hard to conceal, this is the real genius.

"Aman girl, but there are teachers, how can it be less than ten years since you entered Confucianism, there must be a place for you among the four commanders of Confucianism." Prince Yan was present and asked.

Prince Yan didn't stop and waved his sword back to the sheath. He knew very well that Aman would not agree.

"I do not want"

Sure enough, Ah Man didn't think about it and refused without hesitation.

"Why, don't Aman girls already have a teacher?" Bingzhang was puzzled, and asked, he already knew that Prince Yan and Aman were not a mentor-student relationship, but he didn't know if Aman was a teacher.

"No," Ah Man replied honestly.

"Why is that?"

"I'm busy." Aman counted his future schedule. "Senior asked me to carry a sword for half a year. Then, I will go to Ning Chen. After finding him, I will go back and apologize to my father. I stole it out, and I did n’t know if the father would imprison me. If the father did n’t imprison me, I would know what to do next. ”

The dizziness of the soldiers' command made me unable to keep up with Aman's rhythm.

Prince Yan couldn't bear to continue to see it, and could only interject, "The soldiers command, no effort, she can't enter the Confucian school, this king wanted to teach her to learn sword, she also refused."

In half a word, Prince Yan did not say that with Aman's temperament, if no one was persecuted, let alone ten years, even twenty years, it would be impossible to cultivate to the level where he could become a Confucian ruler.

The soldier's palm was stunned, and he shook his head reluctantly, sighing in his heart. It was a pity, it was a pity.

"Girl Aman, if you like this sword in the sea of ​​soldiers, you can pick one if you like, and it is a good relationship with my Confucian scholars." Road.

"Choose a hand" before Prince Ah Man refused, Prince Yan said.

Ah Man is a little embarrassed, she doesn't need a sword.

"Just do it." Aman glanced at Jianhai, pointing at a light blue sword, and asked.

Looking in the direction of Aman's finger, the soldier's palm twitched the corner of his mouth, and immediately covered it without leaving a trace, with a smile, "Yes"

Confucianism is a rule, to be trustworthy, to maintain a commanding manner.

When Prince Yan saw Aman's chosen sword, he smiled faintly, and then Confucianism had been in pain for a long time.

With this sword, he knew that Confucian Mingfeng, the original heart, had to say that ten Ningchens would be worse than one Ahman compared to vision and luck.

Hearing the soldier's command, Aman stepped forward and pulled out his initial heart sword. After thinking for a while, he ran to the sword rack and said, "Senior, I use the sword rack."

"Oh, follow you" Prince Yan chuckled.

Aman inserts Chu Xinxin into the cradle, then turns around and politely performs a junior salute towards the soldier's palm order, saying, "Thank you senior palm order"

"It's easy to say" Bingzhang made the corner of his mouth twitch again, responding.

The green sword has been repaired, and Prince Yan no longer stays. He bids goodbye to the soldiers and immediately leaves Aman.

"The soldiers command seniors to be good people," Aman commented objectively according to his own impression.

"Oh, maybe." Prince Yan did not comment, and smiled softly, and replied.

The human heart is much more complicated than Jianxin, and the Confucianism is no longer the original Confucianism, but he is not interested in managing these things.

Ning Chen appeared in Baihualou on the east side of the city, watching the figure kneeling in front, calmly saying, "Get up"

"Thank you Houye" the man got up, his expression was slightly nervous, and he took a small step back unconsciously. He never thought that the people sent by the court to deal with the affairs of the royal family turned out to be legendary death knights under the condemnation.

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, soon after the destiny Hou Fenghou, the reputation in Daxia has surpassed that of all Wuhou, but this reputation is notorious.

According to the legend of the people, the Zhiminghou is the reincarnation of Shura, and the killing becomes a reality, so he will be punished by God and will be condemned.

Ning Chen didn't care about the performance of the person in front of him. What the world thinks of him, he doesn't care.

"The distribution of the secret forces of the Wang family can be ascertained," Ning Chen said lightly.

"Everyone, Hou, has checked it out," the man said nervously, and after two steps, he handed out a secret message.

Ning Chen looked at the names on the secret paper, and the corners of her mouth bent slightly, drawing a cold arc.

The power of the Wang family is indeed not small.

"Come back, go back and continue to monitor the Wang family's every move," Ning Chen said flatly.

"Yes" the man took the lead and quickly walked away, not daring to stay longer.

Yue Hanyi walked into the room, closed the door, and asked softly, "Hou Ye, what are you going to do?"

"It's very simple, kill without amnesty" Ning Chen calmly said.

Yue Hanyi was shocked and said, "Not possible"

They only mastered the list, but they did not have enough evidence. If they sent troops directly to encircle and suppress them without a division, they would cause panic among the people and the condemnation of other denominations and families.

Ning Chen got up, came to the window, and looked at the scenery outside, saying, "There is nothing impossible, others can't do it, but I can do it"

The things of the Wang family are simple and not simple, and trouble is not troublesome. If there is no war in the north, he can handle it slowly, but now he has no time and can only use the fastest way. As for how to end it, Xia Mingri I will understand it soon.

In the millennium of Daxia, no martial artist has been abolished. Perhaps, he will become the first.

This was also the reason why he did not want Xia Ziyi to succeed in the first place. The house decided to act decisively. This is the cruelty that must be given to the emperor.

"Dangdang"

Just then, there was a knock on the door outside the door, and then a woman ’s voice sounded, "Sister Han Yi"

Ning Chen turned around, frowning slightly, and immediately looked at Yuehan Hanyi as an inquiry.

Yue Hanyi nodded, believing that the person was credible.

"Come in" Yue Hanyi said.

"Han Yiyi"

After hearing the answer, a beautiful and beautiful woman pushed the door to enter. After seeing Ning Chen, she looked shocked and immediately knelt down, saluting, "See Houye"

"Mu Lan, what's the matter?" Yue Hanyi asked.

"The letter just came from the palace, it was for Hou Ye," Mu Lan said respectfully.

Hearing the words, Ning Chen's eyes narrowed slightly. At this time, how could the letter come from the palace.

Mu Lan handed the letter and waited quietly.

Ning Chen read the letter and his eyes jumped. The letter was not for him, but for Fan Lingyue.

It seems that Fan Lingyue sent the letter directly to the Daxia Palace.

After Mingyue wants to accept it, and asks him to go over, this is what happened.

Fan Lingyue threw this problem to him, it was really incredible.

The letter did not mention who the queen was, but, no matter who it was, it was too early after Mingyue's age.

Not only does it disagree with feelings, it also disagrees with etiquette.

It is too obvious what Fan Lingyue is thinking, if he is just led to him by this method.

After thinking for a long time, Ning Chen turned to the table case, raised a pen and wrote a letter, folded it, and handed it to Mu Lan.

"Send this letter to the hands of Fanyueyue in North Mongolia Daying"

"Yes"

Mu Lan did not dare to ask more, and left immediately after receiving the letter.

Ning Chen walked west of the moon outside the window, halfway through midnight, after finishing things here, Ning Chen also got up and left.

For the Wang family, he should arrange it as soon as possible, and uproot all the hidden piles of the Wang family as soon as possible.

The ghost chair crossed the void and swept directly towards the east.

After walking for about six hundred miles, in a small town, the ghost car stopped, Ning Chen walked out, and immediately walked towards a loft not far away.

The building is the ground floor of the dangerous building, one of the third floor of the world.

When he was the chief of the prince, he discovered something that he did not know before, and this attic was one of them.

Dangerous building is the most mysterious of all denominations in Daxia ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Even Tai Lisi can't find much information about the dangerous building. It is not easy to find this ground floor.

Daxia has been suppressing all denominations for thousands of years. No matter what the great religion and the ancient martial arts family, they have to converge to the dark side.

Among them, the dangerous building is a special existence.

The reason is simple. No matter whether it is the era of imperial power or the era of sectarian prosperity, the killer organization cannot reach the bright side. Therefore, Da Xia's strength has the least impact on dangerous buildings.

After Ning Chen entered the ground floor, he casually found a seat to sit down and waited for the arrival of the receptionist.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for a young man dressed as a servant to come and respectfully said, "Son, it's too late, what to buy, please come again tomorrow"

"I'm here to buy people's lives, I don't have to wait until tomorrow," Ning Chen said.

Hearing the answer, a fierce killing suddenly broke out in the eyes of the young servant, coldly, "Who are you?"

"Daxia Zhiminghou" Ning Chen took out the Wuhou token and said lightly.

The young man's expression was shocked, and the murder in his eyes immediately turned away, and instead he smiled, saying, "Hou Ye, please wait a moment, the villain will please take care of things."

"Go, Benhou waits" Ning Chen said calmly. >

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