Marquis of Grand Xia

??? Nanling, a land of unbearable territories of the Divine Land. The inheritance of various situations such as dynasties, denominations, ancient land, and great religions is like a star. It has taken root in this territory. For 30,000 years, it is extremely neck-necked.

Yange City, as the largest city on the northeast coast of Nanling, has an endless stream of caravans, making this big city the most lively place within a thousand miles.

The Xin family started as a business. The three-hundred-year history is not too long, but it has developed into a large family spanning dozens of cities, with shops all over and prosperity.

Grandson Xin was born in Xin's family, but he was not the first son or the eldest son, but the son of the rest, ranking second, known as the son of Xin Er.

However, the real eldest son, both in terms of business talent and contribution to the Xin family, is far from Xin Liangchen, and the Xin family parent is a strong person who speaks forever. In recent years, he has deliberately and unintentionally revealed the position of the head of the family. The thought passed to the second son.

After knowing this situation, Ning Chen just smiled coldly, and said nothing, not trying to get on the table, very boring.

On the street, Grand Master Xin took the two to explore the customs and customs of Yange City with great interest, nagging along the way, and the enthusiasm was a bit excessive.

Ning Chen was right to say that if she loved the quiet temperament, she was noisy by the buzzing of flies around her, and she could not help but slap him to death.

"This is Liuxianlou. My son opened the house with private money. Go in and sit down?"

In front of an elegantly decorated teahouse, Grand Master Xin stopped and looked at the two people around him, inviting.

"Yep"

Ning Chen nodded and walked in with Ruoxi together.

Liuxian Building is not small, and has two floors. Grand Master Xin took them directly to the second floor and sat down in front of a seat near the window.

If she stood behind her son, she didn't sit down. Although the son didn't care about the red tape, she did.

"Ding"

The sound of the pipa reverberates in the pavilion, and the soft voice reaches people's hearts, but it is simple but so beautiful.

Ning Chen followed the voice to the other side of the second floor, but saw a plainly dressed girl sitting there, quietly playing the pipa for each tea guest.

The girl's dress can be seen at a glance, the machine, m.

Ning Chen looked back, looked at the unprecedented quiet look of Grand Master Xin in front of him, and smiled faintly. Since ancient times, the hero has been sad to the beauty. Although this Master Xin is really not connected with the hero, he is indeed a good person.

"Mr. Xin, did you just say that you opened the six Xianlou with your own silver?" Ning Chen said, drinking the tea in his hand.

"Well, it's not bad," Master Xin replied, responding.

"The drunkard's intention is not wine," Ning Chen smiled and said.

"What do you mean?" Grand Master Xin was stunned, not understanding what the former meant.

If it's a pity, I understand it, a flash of strange color flashed in my beautiful eyes, and I'm slightly changed for this young boy who looks like a sling.

"Smash me"

At this moment, a huge movement sounded on the first floor, and a large group of people broke into the teahouse and smashed when they saw something. The guests who were scared immediately fled out in panic.

Xin Liangchen's face became cold, and he stood up and walked downstairs quickly.

"Mr. Xin, don't come unharmed"

A cold woman's voice came from the crowd, and a woman in a purple dress walked up to the second floor. Her slightly raised eyes were filled with indifference and fierceness, making people dare not look straight.

"Zhao Ling'er"

Seeing the person coming, Xin Liangchen's face immediately became difficult to look at, how could she come here.

"Still stunned, continue to smash"

Zhao Ling'er glanced at the group of people behind him and said coldly.

When the words fell, a strong man with five big and three thick came out, lifted the table and chairs and began to continue to smash, banging loudly one after another, the whole six Xian Lou trembling.

"Miss Zhao, you and I have no grievances in the past and no vengeance in recent days. What we do today is whether we deceive people too much!" Xin Liangchen said with a temperament.

"How to bully you"

Zhao Linger sneered, looked away, noticed the woman holding the pipa not far away, sneered, and said, "Take her away"

When the two strong men stepped forward and seized the lute, they would take the woman away.

At this moment, Grand Master Xin, who had been reluctant to exercise restraint, finally couldn't help it anymore. He stomped under his feet, stretched out of his body, and reached the other side of the teahouse between two breathing rooms.

With one punch and one kick, the two burly men flew out immediately and fell into a bite.

"Are you okay"

Xin Liangchen looked at the woman behind him and looked at the stable with concern.

"I'm fine, thank you, son Xin" Jiaji recovered from the panic and thanked softly.

"Hero saves the beauty, Lang Cai female appearance, the combination of pearls"

Ning Chen revisited the words he could think of in his mind. The days of beating, killing and killing passed too long, and almost all the literary talents of the past were lost.

"Young Master"

Seeing his son's thoughts and not knowing where to go, Ruoxi gently pulled his shirt and called.

Ning Chen recovered, took the tea in his hand, and watched the drama while drinking. Fortunately, these people had not hit him, otherwise he would not even have to drink tea.

"Master, don't you help?" Ruoxi whispered.

"Help? What help, just fight, the heroes save the beauty, your son goes up, the teacher is nameless"

Ning Chen shook decisively. He hated fighting now. After so many years of fighting, he was tired of it.

Moreover, this son of Xin is actually good at martial arts. Among ordinary people, there are dozens of powerful characters who fight against these people. One hand is enough to beat these people.

"Xin Liangchen, you dare to move the people of this county, really live impatiently"

Zhao Ling'er looked down, picked up a teacup, and threw it directly out of the window.

But with a bang, the tea cup that fell outside the window shattered, and in the sound of clanging footsteps, a team of soldiers in armor quickly rushed from a short distance away, enclosing the entire Sixian Tower.

"Sheriff"

A young general came upstairs with more than ten blue-clad soldiers, saluting respectfully.

"Seal Liuxian Lou, and in addition, put this woman in jail," Zhao Linger said coldly.

"Yes"

The general led the order, and the soldier behind him stepped forward to take the man.

"Zhao Ling'er, what's wrong with the girl in the Jiaqi period? In your eyes, is there any Fa?" Xin Liangchen stopped in front of him, his expression gloomy.

"In Yange City, the master of this county is Wang Fa, take it away" Zhao Linger sneered.

The general no longer hesitated and immediately grabbed people.

Xin Liangchen's anger couldn't be restrained, and he suffered from this disaster for no reason. The individual couldn't bear it anymore. He stepped forward and caught a soldier and threw it out directly.

With a loud bang, the soldiers who were thrown and flew out smashed four or five people. Suddenly, the people turned their horses upside down and were extremely embarrassed.

"If it's a pity, you said this Zhao family, is it the Zhao family who always wanted to grab my stuff?" Ning Chen turned around, looking at the woman beside him and asked.

"If you can't see it, does the son see anything?"

If pity swayed, responded, in her opinion, it should not be, there are so many surnames in the world, how can it be so clever.

"No"

Ning Chen replied very simply, "I can't see it, I just heard that the woman's sixth sense is more accurate, just ask"

Listening to the falling stars, the people of the Zhao family in Zhongyu are overbearing and unreasonable. It is quite like seeing the lord of the surname Zhao today.

At this time, Zhao Ling'er finally found the two people sitting by the window bored watching the movie, their brows frowned, and who were these two people.

Although Zhao Ling'er is overbearing, he is not a fool. The young man in red in front of the window and the maid beside him are all a little too calm. A maid has such guts, which is really not normal.

"Ah, let's do it." Zhao Ling'er was worried about the out-of-holiday branches, and he didn't want to drag any more. He said to a thin old man behind him.

"Yes"

The old man stepped on his feet, his body flicked, his right hand turned his claws, and snapped to Xin Liangchen.

"boom"

Xin Liangchen punched hard, powerful storm, swayed around the two, broken tables and chairs, was suddenly shocked four or five feet away, fell to the ground and shredded wood.

"Asan, you too" Zhao Ling'er said in a deep voice.

"Yes"

A middle-aged man walked out, the figure flashed over, and a cold sword edge drew an eye-catching edge, directly stab at Xin Liangchen's chest.

The merciless sword shows the ruthlessness of its owner, and even more shows Zhao Ling'er's fierceness, with premeditated calculations, making people retreat irrevocably.

"Sovereign, you have established your authority, you don't have to rush to kill, you have to spare others."

In the voice, the red clothes flashed, Zhao Ling'er felt a flower in front of him, and then he looked back, and the young man in red clothes who was sitting in front of the bed had arrived in the battle, holding a turtle shell in his hand and blocking the sword from Xin Liangchen's chest Front.

Green silk sprinkled and hung behind him. Zhao Ling'er's expression changed, looking at the other hand of the young man in red. It was just a moment before he shouted the hairpin on his head.

"Master"

In the banknote people, the same thought flashed in their hearts.

A San's face also changed, and the sword turned, forcing the young man in front of him.

However, a turtle shell blocks the sword, so that the sword in the swordsman's hand is always difficult to cross the Lei Chi half.

"Retreat"

Ning Chen waved his hand, shocked Asan, and immediately passed the young man Xin on the side, and his sword pointed at Ningyuan, helping him to suppress the shock of the true Qi in his body.

"Brother Ning, you are such a powerful master, the truth is really hard to hide," Xin Liangchen said with a wry smile.

"I thought you could beat them, but I didn't expect you to be so miserable," Ning Chen smiled and said.

"Two fists are hard to beat four hands ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and they have swords in their hands" Xin Liangchen said helplessly.

"This girl is not bad, much stronger than those in your house," Ning Chen glanced at the worried woman next to Prince Xin and said.

"Brother Ning, don't talk nonsense, this son hasn't gotten a wife so far, who is there in the house," Xin Liangchen hurriedly explained.

"Oh, what are you in a hurry, I mean, much better than the maids in your house," Ning Chen smiled.

Xin Liangchen had a look, and glanced at the woman next to him. There was a look of embarrassment in his eyes. For a time, some didn't know what to say.

Seeing this, Ning Chen didn't say much, just click on everything. As for whether he could catch the meeting, it would be up to the young son Xin.

"Master, your hairpin is gone"

After the business was done, Ning Chen turned his head, looked at the purple-dressed woman in front, reached out and handed the hairpin out, said lightly. .

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