Marquis of Grand Xia

Daxia Palace, Weiyang Palace, Lime came, watching the decoration and scene in the palace as usual, tears can not help but full of eyes.

Unknowingly, thirty years have passed, and the scenery of Weiyang Palace has not changed much.

"Blue Girl"

A maid and **** stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

"You don't need to be too polite, keep on doing things"

Lime recovered, and said.

"Yes"

All the court ladies and eunuchs took orders and retreated to continue their work.

Lime marched towards Changsun's palace and opened the door. The familiar scene reflected in his eyes. It never changed, but it was nothing.

In the palace, a fisted night pearl exudes a soft brilliance. When the grandson Sun Shouchen, the gift given by his destiny still remains in his original position to this day.

Relatively buckle the heart petals at the scene of the purpose, the tears in the lime eyes can no longer be suppressed, one drop after another drops, wet a cold coat.

Half an hour later, the door of the dormitory opened, and Liming walked out, striding towards the direction of Tianyu Temple.

The Tianyu Temple, a temple that symbolizes the supreme imperial power of the Daxia dynasty, the emperor of the Daxia sits on the dragon chair.

Before the Dragon Chair, the table case was filled with tunes sent by officials from all levels of Daxia. Today, when the summer is getting stronger, there are more and more hidden evils.

In every era, there can be no absolute peace. No matter the age of prosperity or the flames of war, as long as there is someone, there will be darkness.

On the dragon chair, Xia Chi frowned from time to time, raised a batch of notes, and carefully reviewed each chapter.

Below, Lime came and looked at the young emperor on the dragon chair, waiting quietly without speaking.

In the darkness, a dark dragon guard saw the coming person and disappeared again.

The quiet hall, where the needle drop is audible, Xia Chi's body suddenly shuddered, looking up at the woman under the high court, his eyes showing surprise.

"Aunt Qing, why are you here?"

Xia Chi hurriedly put down her hand and ink pen, walked down the dragon chair, and said.

"There is one thing to explain to you," Lime said with a gentle smile on his face.

"Aunt Qing, please say, Chi'er must do it," Xia Chi answered in a positive way.

"Prepare the marriage between your master and your aunt" Liming said.

Xia Chi heard the words, his face was shocked, and his face was unbelievable.

"No doubt, this is true, your Master came back this time for this matter," Liming said calmly.

Xia Chi suppressed the waves in his heart and nodded hard, which was really shocking.

"Does Northern Mongolia and Manchao need to be informed?"

Xia Chi thought about it and asked with some indecision.

Liming nodded and said, "Send someone to send an invitation"

"Aunt Qing, why did Master and Aunt Jiu change their minds? At first, both Master and Aunt Jiu refused this marriage?" Xia Chi finally couldn't help her doubts and asked.

"Time is running out, neither your Master nor Xin Yu want to leave any regrets."

Lime sighed softly.

Three days later, an invitation from Daxia was sent to the royal court of Northern Mongolia and the palace, and was presented to the palace.

Mingyue saw the invitation, and a shock flashed on the delicate face, which was equally incredible.

"amethyst"

Mingyue handed the invitation to those around him with a complex look, "He is going to be married"

Amethyst took the invitation, glanced at it, and said softly, "Your Majesty, are you going?"

"Ok"

Mingyue nodded and said, "Get ready, the wedding is scheduled for January, we will set off as soon as possible"

"Your Majesty, no"

A young figure walked into the hall and stopped.

"Linghou, if you didn't order to enter the hall without permission, would you not care about me too much?" On the dragon chair, Mingyue said lightly.

"Chen dare not, but how can His Majesty Wan Jin's body go to such a dangerous place as the Great Xia Imperial City" Ling Xiao kneeled.

"Oh?"

Mingyue's eyes narrowed slightly and said, "It seems that Ling Hou already knows what happened, but I can't think of Ling Hou's news one step faster than I did."

"Responsibility is only to report in the future," Ling Xiao said seriously.

"Does Linghou think that Da Xia's destiny will be bad for me?" Ming Yue said coldly.

Ling Xiao's heart sank, his head immediately lowered, said, "Dare not"

It is well known in the world that their majesty has a great relationship with Daxia Zhiminghou, and can even be said to be half a teacher and half a friend. Even in Northern Mongolia, no one dared to say that Hou Ye was half unfavorable.

For the past thirty years, the reason why Northern Mongolia and Daxia have been able to stay together forever has been the real reason.

Mingyue looked at the kneeling figure of His Royal Highness. After a long time, he calmly said, "This trip to Daxia will be arranged by you. I don't want to see the slightest mistake, do you understand?"

"Yes"

Ling Xiao bowed his head and answered.

"Go on" Mingyue waved and said.

"Resignation"

Ling Xiao led his life and got up and retreated.

"Why does Your Majesty let Ling Hou arrange this matter? Don't you worry about his disagreement?" Zi Ling worried.

"He doesn't have this courage yet"

A sneer flashed across Mingyue's face, saying, "The talents of the top ten families are dying and the Ling family is bigger, but as long as there are people who can check and balance the Ling family, there is no worry."

"Your Majesty is talking about the Queen?" Zi Ling asked for a moment.

Mingyue nodded and said, "You should be clear about her identity. Adding a royal family is enough to contain the Ling family. I think the Wang family also knows the value of their existence. All along, they have clearly shown their position and do everything with the Ling family Correct"

"Then" Zi Ling said a little worried.

"The queen is the emperor of Northern Mongolia, so she will go there naturally, let her be prepared," Mingyue said calmly.

Zi Ling nodded, worried in his eyes that it was still difficult to suppress, the grievance between the Queen and the Hou Ye could be explained in a few words, I hope there will be no trouble this time.

At the same time, the Manchu dynasty palace, the invitation from Daxia was sent, Brother Aman, and now the king of the Manchu dynasty looked very ugly when he saw the content of the invitation.

After thinking for a long time, I did n’t dare to make the decision without permission. Manqiu looked to the servant on the side and said in a deep voice, "I will send this post to the palace of King Taishang immediately"

"Yes"

Wang Shi took orders, took the invitation, and quickly walked out of the hall.

A quarter of an hour later, in the Taishang Royal Palace, a loud bang sounded, angry and irresistible murderous agitation, destroying all the furnishings in the temple.

At the next moment, a majestic figure came out, his face was raging, and it was the former barbarian who had resigned from the throne.

Stepping out, the figure of the barbarian disappeared, and he rushed towards the north.

The quiet night is cool, the destiny of Hou Mansion, in the plain clothes of Ning Chen Jingli courtyard, the eyes look to the south, according to the time, the person should almost arrive.

Thoughts are falling, and in the imperial city, powerful coercion is coming, and the overbearing aura is no longer known how many times stronger than it was thirty years ago.

"Great Consummation"

Ning Chen whispered softly, it is worthy of being a character who can be called a double pride with his predecessors. This barbarian king, or Taishang barbarian king, is likely to be the first person to break through the immortals in China.

The Barbarian King is overwhelmed, and the crowds are shocked, looking at the direction of the Zhiminghou Mansion together, shocked.

In Weiyang Palace, Liming walked out and looked at the distance, his eyes flashing across.

This matter, she could not intervene, only Ning Chen resolved.

In the Imperial City, a marquis marched out and looked at the powerful figure swept toward the Zhiminghou Mansion, frowning slightly.

The previous generation of Barbarian King did not take Da Xia's face into his eyes.

"I can't intervene in this matter, so let it be the lord"

Not far away, a martial warrior staying in the imperial city came out, looked at the front, and said calmly.

Knowing the mansion, the backyard, the barbarian is here, without saying a word, without asking, raising his hand is the anger to kill.

Ning Chen's body was slightly on the side, avoiding the killing trick, and he immediately grasped it with his left hand. In the study, a red and bright sword flew out, and the starlight dotted, and the soul was dazzling.

The sword started, the palms were combined, and there was a sharp sound, and the sharp edges overflowed.

The aftermath oscillated, Hou Man ’s backyard, Huang Quan opened the ban, blocked the overflowing aftermath, and imprisoned the power of destruction to within ten feet.

"Barbarian, force does not solve the problem. How about sitting down and talking?"

Ning Chen, who has lost all his roots due to the number of clashes, ruined his body, is not willing to fight head to head.

"What kind of talk about a ungrateful person like you!"

The anger in the barbarian king's heart couldn't be restrained, and his palm turned into a fist.

The rumbling shock, within ten feet, turned upside down, dust and waves rolled, covering the battle situation.

Ning Chen sighed in his heart, sighing, and his eyes gradually became firm, no longer avoiding, calmly said, "offended"

With an offense, Ning Chen's sword changed, and he stepped, swept away, and turned to defend.

Under the cold light of the night, Jian Xinghonghong, even without the basic blessings, is still fierce and unparalleled in the world.

Wan Jun's divine power, the sword of the peak, confronted in the night, shaking again and again, and was locked up by Huang Quan, and there was no half-point.

Ten feet square, a clear boundary between **** and the world, within ten feet, the earth is ruined, and outside ten feet, calm and restless.

"Fu Long Zhen Tian Que"

Encountered several tricks, the barbarian king's heart was full of anger, his left arm was swayed, the divine power was urged, the whole body was gathered together, a punch fell, and Fu Long Zhentian.

The fierce moves are astonishing, the power is unrivaled, Ning Chen walks in strange steps, looks like a fantasy, avoids his sharp edge, and the sword light glances out.

After a tremendous shock, the aftermath spread, Huang Quan was forbidden to shake, and after a while, he calmed down.

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boom!

The iron fist blocked the sword, and a drop of vermilion fell, and immediately shook it out, and shocked the former.

"Your skill has faded to such a point"

The eyes of the barbarian king flashed by surprise, and after a short while, he was again depressed by the anger of the room, and he was desperate to seek a justice for Aman.

Ning Chen withdrew a few steps, stabilized her figure, calmed her eyes down again, and calmly watched the plundering move.

Behind him is Huang Quan's God forbidden, retreating irrevocably, and for a moment, Su Yi's figure avoids the vital parts and takes a fist, holding the sword forward at the same time, and a sword pointing at the throat.

With a loud bang, the fist was penetrating through the body, bringing out a mournful blood flower, and Su Yi's body leaned against the divine forbidden, one step did not back.

"Senior Barbarian, can you talk now?"

Close at hand, Ning Chen endured the chest injury and slowly spoke.