Marquis of Grand Xia

At the beginning of the second day, Ning Chen led Xiao Mingyue all the way to the summer palace. The little girl's cloth hat covered her long hair, looking from a distance, silly, handsome, cute.

The morning sun was so bright that it sprinkled on the ground and dyed a touch of gold.

The imprisoned army of the Royal Palace was lined up from the gate of the Nangong Palace to the front of the Tianyu Temple. The battle armor clank, and everyone exudes a strong atmosphere. This is the most elite soldier in Daxia.

Xiao Mingyue was a little nervous, and the small hand tightly pulled the big hand around him, and he refused to let go for a moment.

The palace of Daxia has carried the invincible posture for thousands of years, and every step you take can feel the unparalleled pressure, which is unmatched by any era or dynasty.

Ning Chen and Xiao Mingyue walked between the two rows of forbidden troops, step by step, straight, and never bowed their heads for a moment.

One is the descendants of China and the other is the Emperor of Northern Mongolia. Life can be lost, but dignity is priceless!

In the Temple of Heaven, Xia Huang sat high above the dragon chair, Chang Sun sat next to him, and the three males stood quietly below. The five most powerful people in Da Xia are all gathered today, waiting quietly for the next two.

Ning Chen came, holding Xiao Mingyue in his hand, slowly approaching from a distance, stepping into the hall for a moment, the atmosphere was momentarily frozen.

There was a flash of worry in the eyes of the grandson. She should not have appeared today. The harem was not in politics. This is ancestral training, but she was really at ease.

Xia Huang's attitude is the biggest variable today, and no one can predict what will happen.

Ning Chen saw the grandson and smiled lightly, still slightly shy as usual.

The elder grandson shook his head without leaving any traces, instructing the former to act carefully and not to be impulsive.

At this moment, the Xia Emperor on the Dragon Chair opened his mouth and said flatly, "Ning Chen, hand over the Northern Mongolian emperor and the secret recipe of that thing around you. I can blame the past for the past."

"Impossible" Ning Chen directly refused.

"Then there is nothing to talk about," Xia Huang said lightly, "Come here, catch this chaos thief."

"Yes"

As the words fell, the two captain-level Dark Dragon Guards appeared, and there was also a big movement outside. The first team of the Forbidden Army came to block the Tianyu Temple.

Everyone's face changed drastically, especially Changsun, holding the chair tightly with both hands.

Which is the meaning of negotiation!

In the hall, Ning Chen's eyes gradually cooled down, his whole body was so full of energy, the temperature of the hall fell instantly, and there was no wind and snow, just like the winter again.

The two dark dragon guards looked equally dignified. They knew that the boy in front of them was not so easy to deal with.

The two separated on both sides, secretly mentioning the power, ready to shoot.

The situation is very unfavorable for Ning Chen, not because the two people on the opposite side are all Jiu Ping, or because the outside of the temple is full of imprisoned troops, but because he does not have a sword.

In the world, apart from Prince Yan, no one can bring a sword when meeting Xia Huang.

After a moment of confrontation, the two dark dragon guards shot at the same time, relying on Jiu Pinxiu for the palm pressure.

The first palm, double action, swallow the mountains and rivers, and the world fades.

Ning Chen's feet receded, the gods sighed, and the roll of life was transported to the top. The frosts around him were stirred up, and the left and right hands were turned over, with one enemy and two, and they came up against each other.

"despair"

Amidst the violent wind and anger, an undetectable blood drop sounded, and he looked around, and the blood from the corners of the three people shed slowly. After a palm, he was injured at the same time.

Above the dragon chair, Xia Huang's eyes narrowed slightly, and the tiger returned to the mountain, eventually becoming a serious problem. The eunuch, who did not understand martial arts in the past, was able to fight the two dark dragon guards of the nine ranks today.

The situation was unfavorable. Ning Chen did not want any delay. With a palm movement, the silver light gathered away. The blue waves rose to the sky. The majestic and true gas turned into a huge wave.

"World Wave"

With the awe-inspiring divine power, the entire Temple of Heavenly Temple was reflected in the sea blue, and the huge wave of depression was like the sea overturning.

The two dark dragon guards did not dare to carelessly, and at the same time used extreme moves, blue and white, the light was prosperous, and they accepted the terrifying move.

There was a tremendous confrontation, and there was a "boom". The oracle was robbed. A large stone slab flew up and hit the surrounding pillars.

San Gong shot together, blocking Yu Wei in front of the Emperor's back, his expression was very solemn.

In the aftermath, the two dark dragon guards stepped back several times, immediately groaned, and vomited vermilion.

In this palm, Dark Dragon Guard actually lost.

Ning Chen took a step back, waved his hand, and blocked all the rubble in front of Xiao Mingyue, and there was a fishy surge in his throat, which was forced down by him.

"not bad"

At this moment, a hoarse voice came, and then, a dry and thin figure slowly walked out, looking old and shaped like a withered, but let everyone feel an irresistible pressure.

Pei old eunuch!

In the imperial palace, the real strongest.

At the next moment, the old figure disappeared, and the dry hand touched Ning Chen. There was no way to do it, but he was still hiding and avoiding.

At the critical moment, Tai Chi, who had already prepared himself, flashed between the two, and the whole body was full of anger, and he put his palm on the old eunuch.

There was a bang, and the two stepped back together, regardless of victory.

"Too public, what do you mean?" Pei Pei frowned and said slowly.

"I promised him, if you take action, I will be responsible for stopping you," Tai Zhigong replied calmly.

The **** Pei's brows were tighter, and his special public status was special, which was not comparable to ordinary courtiers. It was really troublesome.

"Teacher, is this your decision?" Xia Huang said lightly on the Dragon Chair.

Tai Zhigong looked at the emperor Xia above and sighed softly, "Your Majesty, the old minister still said that, Da Xia needs peace, but now at this time, Ning Chen is the person most likely to bring peace

Xia Huang did not answer, but turned around and asked, "Queen, what is your opinion?"

"What Tai Chi Gong said is the opinion of the concubine," Chang Sun looked back and said, Shen Ning.

"Oh well"

Xia Huang smiled coldly, then got up and walked down the platform, came to Mingyue next to Ning Chen, looked at it for a moment, then said lightly:

"Ning Chen brought back the Emperor of Northern Mongolia with meritorious service, he gave orders to the emperor, and gave a palace to the imperial city"

The sudden change made San Gong and Chang Sun look awkward, and for a time, they thought they had heard it wrong.

Ning Chen's eyelids beat violently, feeling a trace of uneasiness. He always felt that things should not be so simple.

However, the decree quickly passed on, and it was a foregone conclusion, even if he did not believe.

Xia Huang left after finishing the decree, and the grandson could only follow him. His eyes were full of confusion and worries before leaving, and when he looked around, he signaled him to be more careful.

Ning Chen nodded, and after thinking for a moment, took Xiao Mingyue and left the palace.

Taizhi Gongfu, Taizhigong stood before the book case, his face sullen, he wondered if there was something wrong.

Xia Huang changed too suddenly, and ordered to be slaughtered at the first moment, then changed his mind at the next moment and sealed his rank.

Xia Ziyi is coming, and he is face to face, step by step, slowly and powerfully, white as snow, gilt gold crown, black hair, set off the cold face under the bun, and the back is straight, as if in a beautiful figure like a **** With unfathomable tenacity.

The coming person is the great prince most likely to inherit the throne among the princes of Daxia.

"Teacher" Chu Ziyi saluted respectfully and said.

He has been taught by Taizhi Gong since childhood, and this teacher deserves his name.

Tai Zhigong nodded, not surprised at Xia Ziyi's arrival.

"Ziyi, can you see how your majesty wishes?"

Xia Ziyi shook his head slightly, and said, "For the time being, we can't see that now the father-empire's temperament has changed drastically, and things are uncharacteristically. Except for Grandpa Pei, no one in the world knows what the father-empire is thinking."

"Suspect, doubt, doubt, doubt!"

Tai Zhigong sighed, and wrote four large characters on the paper with his pen. His puzzled eyes looked toward the Tianyu Temple of the imperial palace through heavy obstacles. What was the emperor of Daxia thinking?

In Weiyang Palace, Chang Sun also frowned, thinking for a day, but still could not guess the intention of Xia Huang.

Liming stood quietly beside her. She already knew what was happening in the Temple of Heaven today. Ning Chen was sealed, she should have been happy, but all signs showed that things were not so simple.

If the Emperor Xia could easily let go of the killing intentions in his heart, then Xia would not be reduced to today.

Xiahuang is no longer the original Xiahuang ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Since the beginning of the war between the two dynasties, Xiahuang has become unrecognizable to everyone.

Today's situation undoubtedly shows that Xia Huang still has a strong killing opportunity for Ning Chen, but why she suddenly changed at the end, which made her always guess.

The matter of Fenghou was undoubtedly a foregone conclusion. On the second day, a young **** came to the inn and led the two towards the mansion given by Xia Huang.

In the millennium of the Great Xia Dynasty, the nobles were like cattle, and the number of princes was countless. Except for the position of Wuhou, ordinary marquises are really nothing.

The mansion was not small, and the maid and servant were readily available. Upon closer inspection, there was no anomaly.

It is not surprising that there are at least a thousand such palaces in the imperial city.

The uneasiness in Ning Chen's heart never dissipated. He did not believe that Xia Huang would let him go so simple. There must be something wrong.

The **** returned to the palace to reinstate the purpose. The Hou House was busy and calm. Everything was so normal, and it made people uncomfortable.

The restlessness in Ning Chen's heart became more and more serious. After a while, he would not let Xiao Mingyue leave his side. Even if the little girl ate and slept in the cottage, he would follow every inch.

Mingyue could see that Ning Chen was not in the right mood, and she followed her side wisely, walking as little as possible.

As night fell, the sky faded, and in the Great Xia Palace, the Xia Emperor walked slowly to the Tianyu Temple.

This is the highest place in the Imperial City, you can see everything in the Imperial City.

"Lao Pei, do you think he will like the gift I gave him?" Xia Huang said with a cold smile on his face.

"Your Majesty made him like it, he must like it" Old Pei **** walked out, said hoarsely.

"I am the Emperor of the Great Xia, whoever dares to disobey my will, he must die!"

In short, the smile on Xia Huang's face was getting colder and colder, with a trace of madness, which made people feel cold all over.