Marquis of Grand Xia

Above the sky, I don't know when it started to snow, one after another, beautiful snowflakes drifting on the Half Moon Mountain, and gradually dyed the world to a snow-white color. E 小 ┡said WwW. ㄟ 1XIAOSHUO. COM

On the other side of Half Moon Cliff, three figures stood on the cliff, and the surrounding snow turned into a huge vortex. The young people in plain clothes twirled around, and the other two stood outside the vortex, their expressions dignified, and they waited quietly.

Three arrogances from different realms, now covered with injuries, joined forces to fight the three disasters in order to save their hearts, and almost died in the hands of Ji Can.

Jiusi must retaliate. Legend is that it is the most brutal of all fierce beasts. Even if you look at it more, you will be madly retaliated.

There was a breath of phoenix blood on his heart. During the process of falling into the cliff, he was noticed by Ji Can and ingested into the water pool, so he was lucky to retrieve his life.

However, Jigui is infinitely close to the Three Disasters, and with his own talents, he is almost inferior to the humans of the Three Disasters. He has cultivated his heart to be too weak to withstand the violent breath of Jiguzi. Lack of surgery.

In the snow, the blood dripping from the corner of Ning Chen's mouth dripped, staining the ground beneath him.

In the heart, the broken meridians are repaired with a degree visible to the naked eye, and the remaining power of the phoenix blood is still there to speed up the recovery of the injury.

Outside the wind and snow, Hua and Chaofengfeng watched quietly, but they did not dare to intervene easily. They could only believe that the blood-stained young man in front stood patiently.

"He is not a foreign spy," Hua Hua calmly said.

"Maybe" Chaofeng Chen sighed softly, why could he not see it, but, he also did not want to believe that the man cheated him again.

"No matter how you choose, at least until he recovers from his injury, I will not let you take him back to the Holy Land" Hua Hua said lightly.

"En" chaotic wind dust responded, eyes looked at the figure in front of him, said nothing.

The snow in the sky is getting bigger and bigger, the huge vortex is violently rotating around the plain clothes, the endless heaven and earth spirits gather, and the power is shocking.

However, the broken body was difficult to support, Ning Chen felt suddenly unable to support his strength, his body was unstable several times, and his breath dispersed sharply.

"Not good" sees that the former body is difficult to support. If you force it further, there will be danger. You will let Hua and Chaofengfeng no longer care about the other.

With the blessings of different elements, Ning Chen's figure finally stabilized, and with a sip, the roll of life was transported again, and the silver light rose between them, transforming the two people's true energy, and injecting them into the meridians around the heart.

Hao Yuan was shocked, and the ghost door was rushing for life. As time passed, the severely damaged body was gradually repaired, and his expression returned to a peaceful state.

The three men closed their hands, each showing signs of fatigue, and slowly opened both eyes of the heart, seeing the familiar figure in front of them, subconsciously calling, "Master"

Ning Chen's eyes showed a touch of gratification. At the next moment, the broken body was no longer able to support, staggered, and fell forward.

"Master"

Startled by the heart, he immediately returned to his mind and supported the former before he saw the blood of Master and his left arm almost exhausted.

"Back to the Family's Sword Tomb"

Fu Hua helped the two of them, and the figure flashed into a streamer disappearing into the distance.

The chaotic wind and dust moved at the foot, and the red shadow scattered, followed with it.

Half a day later, the family's knife mound, Su Yi lay quietly on the stone platform, and a mouthful of ancient knives gently swayed around, flowing the breath of years.

The sword mound, the forbidden place of Tianchen's family, is home to the swords of all the elders and above who have been in the family for thousands of years. Some of them have been eroded by the years, and some have been immortal for thousands of years.

The location of Jiangjia Daozuka is very secretive, and only each generation of the master of the family can know it. With the cover of the formation, even the innate strong are difficult to find.

Ning Chen suffered too much damage, especially the sword wound on the left shoulder to the left arm, and the inflammation nearly destroyed all the arm bones and meridians, and it was not possible to recover in a day or two.

Among the sword mounds, Jianghua and Chaofengchen have healed each other, keeping their hearts silently beside Ningchen. Since returning, they have never said a word.

After seeing Hua several times, after seeing the silent waiter, he sighed in his heart without disturbing him.

Four days later, Ning Chen woke up and stunned her heart, and immediately burst into tears, and immediately fell into the arms of the former, crying.

Ning Chen smiled tiredly, rubbed the little girl's head, and said softly, "Okay, don't cry anymore"

Hearing the movement, he hurried Hua Xun and looked at him. At this moment, he only seriously looked at the other party for the first time, and then opened his mouth at the same time.

"Thank you"

"Thank you"

Thank you, thank you very much. The two spoke out, but they didn't know what to thank. One would be Master, and the other would be the brother.

Chaofengfeng also came, standing not far away, waiting for an answer.

Ning Chen gently pushed away the little girl, stood up and looked at the young man in red in front, and said his origins, "The Eastern Territory of China, the Great Xia Zhiminghou"

The chaotic wind and dust of the "Four-pole Saint Son" also does not cover up needlessly, slowly.

Ning Chen waved his hand, a drop of phoenix blood flew out, the red light shone, a trace of powerful vitality swayed, very extraordinary.

"This is Phoenix Blood"

The familiar breath floated in front of my eyes, and the look of chaotic wind and dust finally changed.

Wrong, all wrong.

The Phoenix Blood is only available in the Hall of Eternal Life, and there is this kind of breath in that man too.

I still remember that the first time I met on the Jiuxiao Mountain Xuanji Peak, he felt a familiar feeling before him, but he didn't think about it for a while. Now, he finally knows that this is the breath of Phoenix Blood.

Before that, Fengxue did only have the scourge king in the Hall of Eternal Life.

"East Territory Shenzhou, there is a place called Yuhua Valley ..."

The story is not long. Ning Chen said quietly. The three of them listened quietly, and the more they listened, the more silent they became.

The truth is always cruel and unacceptable. There is never a strict boundary between who is right and who is wrong. Only people can judge it.

"I return to the Holy Land"

The words fell, the chaotic wind and dust turned away, and the hunter's red clothes were no longer as free and easy as they were in the past, wearing shackles and gradually sinking.

Believe it, wrong, again, he lied to him again.

Ten years of nurturing grace, he taught him martial arts, enlightenment, life, but now he is now, he can no longer see him.

The red figure going away under the moonlight, with a heavy body, was blown by the cold wind and disappeared.

"Your injury ..." Jiang Hua asked.

"No hindrance" Ning Chen interrupted the former, shook his head and said.

"Master" still has tears on his small face, worried.

Ning Chen wiped away the tears on the face of the little girl and whispered, "Jian Xin, learn martial arts in the future and listen to your brother's teachings. Remember, your master is the first in the world, and you are her disciple. Lose to anyone "

"Master, where are you going? I will go with you." Hearing Master's farewell, he panicked and grabbed the arm of the former, and refused to let go.

"Jianxin, your master has his own business, don't make a temperament," he advised.

A smile appeared on Ning Chen's face, and finally rubbed the little girl's head, immediately stroked the latter's hands, and walked away.

In the past, she couldn't get it. He had to take her by his side. Now, she got it. How can he stop it.

As a teacher, I always hope that she can get more, so I can rest assured.

Unable to stop my heart, I squatted there and wept bitterly, the unspeakable suffering in the heart of the listener, the endless astringency.

Jianghua stood beside him, waiting silently, daring not to speak again.

Ning Chen went north all the way and never looked back. For Jiang Hua, when he first heard the name, he didn't have a good impression. A person who didn't even protect his young girl, no matter how dazzling, the same Shameless.

Later, the family fought home and drove Hua back from the outside. The first time they met was when they met life and death. At that time, there was no nonsense to say, only the victory over life and death.

Later, it was the encounter on the Half Moon Cliff. The first reaction of the two was to fight with the sword. After calming down, they guessed each other's purpose.

During the war, he and Jianghua were both incomplete. The dangers of war were ringing. Seeing the unshakable power of the three disasters and beasts, Jianghua still refused to retreat. He knew that this man was a good brother.

Everyone has different ways of guarding, perhaps, but outsiders do not know.

The cold moon was over, the cold wind was over, and the half-moon cliff was covered with plain clothes. After glancing at the empty cliff, he turned and left.

He didn't die, he was really dead.

According to rumors, the Ninth Five-Year Venerables all have luck, and as long as it is not a deadly situation, it will always surprise people.

Now it seems that the rumors are not false.

As long as Qi Yun said, it has been there since ancient times, and there is a heavy weapon to suppress Qi Yun in the Great Summer Palace. Da Xia can be invincible for thousands of years.

The role of the knife in his hand is not difficult to guess. When the soldiers were cast, Li Yan, Li Youwei and the two innates were present together, which already explained many things.

In addition, Lihuo ’s attitude towards the Holy Land was not as loyal as he thought. Li Yan risked being convicted by a congenital vengeance and sold his heart to the Holy Land. The only explanation was that he wanted to divert the Holy Land ’s attention. force.

And the rumors about him and his predecessors spread all over the world should be done by Li Youwei.

In the world, there is no magic weapon that can make an emperor so nervous, unless this soldier is related to Jiangshan Sheji.

However, to his surprise, the soldiers of the luck of the Lihuo dynasty had just been cast. In the centuries before that, the luck of the dynasty was suppressed by what and by whom.

He didn't think about it in the past. Now, Li Yan and Li Youwei remind him that he can't waste such a good idea in vain.

At the carpenter's house, there was no more clanging iron strikes. After casting the soldiers, the carpenter put down the iron hammer in his hand and only swept the snow every day, or planted a cold moonflower in the courtyard.

The cold wind blew through a waterfall of snow, but the snow had not yet fallen, but when the snow was red, it was the blood on the shirt. The plain clothes appeared and went to the courtyard.

Seeing the young man in front of him, the artisan paused a little, and whispered, "Sorry"

Ning Chen didn't say anything. With a wave of his hand, a pure white knife appeared in front of him, and said, "I'm just asking a word, is this knife a soldier of luck?"

The geotechnician was silent for a moment, and immediately nodded, saying, "Yes"

"Name" Ning Chen calmly said.

"Nian Qing" the artisan said softly.

"Oh" Ning Chen turned around, the snow fell, and Su Yi left.

Above the Huo Dynasty, Su Bai's figure was flying higher and higher. His eyes looked down at the entire glazed city, and the surrounding breath poured into the blade body. In an instant, the dazzling white light bloomed in nine days, illuminating the entire sky.

At the next moment, the ground shook beneath thousands of seats in the palace, and the magnificent purple rose to nine days. However, before flying, it seemed to be bound by something again, and it was difficult to move forward half a step.

The astonishing sight shook the entire imperial city. Li Youwei, Mu Yanggong, and the royal worship were all felt and hurried out.

"Is it it?"

Ning Chen stepped out and galloped down. The sudden fall intensified the sword's prestige. The sword fell, and a huge crack appeared in the space, which shocked everyone.

Under the terror of the sword, a majestic palace collapsed in the center of the Royal Palace. The ancient bronze bell whistled and exploded, and it was scattered all over the sky.

In the four-pole holy place, inside the temple, a person's face changed instantly, and his eyes swiftly looked at the direction of Lihuo Imperial City, and the murderous opportunities were full.

The ancient bell shattered, the suppression of the fire from the fire for hundreds of years, the luck spread out like a spring, Ning Chen waved his hand, the white sword flashed across the void, urged by his body and body, forced the luck of Zhoutian Constantly introduced into the blade.

The thunder in the sky, roaring and falling continuously, the great changes of hundreds of years, reproduced today, trembling the world.

In the palace, Li Yanru felt that he woke up from a coma, his exhausted body trembling weakly, but nothing could be changed. If you want to stop it, they are all stopped by the violent luck.

"Ningchen"

Li Youwei came and looked at the figure in Leiguang and Ziqi, a faint flash of power on her beautiful face.

Losing luck, the Li family will float in the rain, and will not be safe.

In his heart, is it true that he doesn't want to read friendship at all?

Thunder was rolling, the more amazing, the moment when Qi Qi gathered into the blade, it came suddenly.

Ning Chen held the knife, waved it, opened the sky, thundering and falling away, and disappeared invisible.

The pure white blade has now turned into purple, and the purple air is lingering.

In the moment passing by, Ning Chen paused a little and calmly said, "Senior geologist said, this knife is called Nian Qing, Nian Qing Qing, you said, is this name right?"