Marquis of Grand Xia

In the cold night, the bright moon hangs high, the crippled moon is scattered with the bleak moonlight, people have sorrows and joys, and the moon is full of yin and qing, which is difficult to complete.

The full moon is rare and incomplete, and this is the most common scenario.

Moon is like life, not perfect, maybe it is the norm.

Under the cold moon, before the main hall, Su Yi's figure stood still, and Zhou Guanghua's Wen Guanghua appeared, tens of thousands, complicated and difficult to understand.

The Qihuang mystery technique, which used to be famous in the primordial magic realm, made all the royal families in the 100 ethnic groups afraid of anomalies, and teamed up to wipe out the Qihuang family, and they will never be affected.

Today, the Qihuang mystery is reappearing, and the endless incantations are pervasive, from the virtual solidification, or the dragon, or the tiger, or the troll, and the changes are amazing.

Amazing power, strange and magical, the Prince's Mansion, the fallen leaves swept, the aura rushed, and the madness surged towards the front of the palace.

Fallen leaves and spells merged, dragons roared, horrible sounds swayed, and the earth was shaken.

Around the Prince's Mansion, the God Forbidden Lights turned on, blocking the sound and waves, without disturbing anyone.

The power of Tianlong to break the city is rare in the world. It does not rely on the strength of the cultivator itself, but integrates the power of all things to the maximum.

"Qi Huang's wisdom is really amazing."

Ning Chen looked at Tianlong, which was formed by the gathering of fallen leaves and the spirit of heaven and earth, and showed the power of emotion. The human race is not as good as the hundred races in terms of flesh and life, but the wisdom of the human race is not accessible to other races.

With the help of the power of heaven and earth to strengthen one's own strength, such great wisdom is indeed amazing.

Not far away, Bai Hu was lying on the stone steps boringly, watching his master practicing Qi Huang's technique, even if he couldn't understand it at all, he could feel the horror power of Baizhang Tianlong.

"His Royal Highness."

Next to Bai Hu, Shi Qing sat there, her big beautiful eyes full of excitement, shouting.

"Roar"

White Tiger shouted in dissatisfaction at the startling movement of the women around him.

"Big tiger, be quiet."

On the side of Bai Huling, the little gourd lifted the meaty hand and hit the former, a little angry.

When Bai Hu heard this, he immediately muttered and dared not make another sound.

In the courtyard, the surge of heaven and earth spirits became more and more fierce, and the breath of the Baizhang dragon continued to rise. The rare scenes on the earth, reproduced after tens of thousands of years.

"boom"

At this moment, Ning Chen's body, mantra Guanghua suddenly collapsed, the stars scattered, disappeared between heaven and earth.

At the moment when the mantra shattered, the decayed dragon formed by the condensed leaves quickly dispersed, and the fallen leaves flew and rained like rain.

The out-of-control power spread rapidly, and not far away, the look of Little Gourd and Shi Qing all changed, showing fear.

"Roar!"

At the moment of crisis, the white tiger growled and stopped without hesitation in front of the two.

Bang, the aftermath of the impact, Baihu was directly flew out of the air, hitting the rockery in Fuzhong.

In the rumbling vibration, the rockery shattered, and huge rocks were hit, and the sky was dusty.

Ahead, Ning Chen looked at the fallen leaves scattered between heaven and earth, frowning slightly.

He is very careful about the power that is difficult to control, but he still lost control.

Under the gravel, the white tiger crawled out, shaking off the dust, and walked back to the small gourd.

"Thank you, big tiger."

Xiao Hulu reached out and patted Bai Hu's head with a small hand, happy.

"Woo"

Bai Hu responded in a low voice, saying it was okay.

Aside, Shi Qing watched the small gourd and the white tiger communicate, and showed an interesting smile on her face. The general affairs around Her Highness had strange things. She was the first time she saw a long-winged tiger and a talking fairy medicine.

In front of the hall, Ning Chen thought for a long time, looked away, looked at the white tiger and the small gourd with big eyes and squints not far away, smiled and said, "Are you all right?"

The little gourd flew up on his own gourd and landed on the former's shoulder. The voice was tender, "Xian Chang, did you just use the fairy technique?"

"No."

Ning Chen shook his head gently and smiled, "This is a kind of power created by the human race to contend with the hundred races, and it is closer to the formation and prohibition, which is essentially different from the magic."

"Is that immortal or is it powerful?" Xiao Hulu asked curiously.

"There are different lengths."

Ning Chen smiled and said, "Xianshu needs a huge amount of true elements to develop its true power, and Qihuang Mishu needs understanding and application of the power of heaven and earth, which is actually a method of borrowing power. . "

"Oh, I don't understand." Little Calabash said simply.

"Ah"

Ning Chen chuckled and said, "These things are useless to you, don't need to know so clearly, go play with Baihu, don't just go out.

"Ok"

The little gourd nodded cleverly, and flew down on the gourd.

"Your Highness."

Shi Qing got up and saluted.

Ning Chen looked at the woman in front of her and whispered, "Shi Qing, I won't stay in Fuchu for too long, maybe I will leave again soon. Do you and Shi Yu think about the future arrangements?"

Shi Qing's face appeared confused, and did not understand what the former said.

Seeing this, Ning Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and it seemed that Shi Yu had not told Shi Qing what he had said before.

"It's okay, it's not early, you go to rest first." Ning Chen converged and smiled.

"The slave-servant resigns."

Shi Qing left with doubt, what did His Highness just mean?

In the backyard, Shi Qing walked back to Shi Yu's room, stopped, and immediately pushed in.

In the room, Shi Yu was sewing a new dress against the candlelight, and when she saw the younger sister who came in the door, she said, "Don't you go to rest so late?"

"I just returned from the front yard."

Shi Qing looked at the former and said softly, "Shi Yu, His Highness just said that he will leave soon, and asked us if we think about the future arrangements, what do you mean by His Highness?

Shi Yu heard that the hand that sewed the new clothes shuddered, the fine needles pierced into the fingers, and a touch of vermilion rose out, dyeing the plain clothes in his hands.

"It doesn't mean anything, Your Highness is kind, maybe just ask it at random, and I have asked me before, it's not a big deal, I didn't tell you."

Shi Yu pressed down the waves in his heart and concealed the stabbed fingers without leaving any traces. His expression was gentle. "It's not early, let's go to rest."

"Oh"

Shi Qing then let go of her heart and turned to walk towards her room.

The door closed, Shi Yu put down his plain clothes, his sleeves dyed red with blood, as if embroidered with a blood-colored rose, the beauty was fascinating.

His Highness mentioned the matter again, did they really want them to leave?

She didn't know what Her Highness was going to do, but she knew that Her Royal Highness' heart was not in the Demon Royal Family.

Your Highness asked them to leave, maybe they did not want to involve them.

However, they really don't want to leave.

Shi Yu looked at the plain clothes in front of her and unconsciously showed a tear in her eyes. Perhaps their time in the Prince's Mansion was really short.

In the front hall, Ning Chen devoted himself to the secret technique of the Qihuang family, a heart, and no longer had the energy to think about other things.

The manpower is poor. For the purpose of knowing the fate, it is not easy to protect the loved ones in the world. It is impossible to understand others psychologically.

The Qihuang mystery is complex and difficult to understand. It has gathered hundreds of thousands of years of wisdom from the Qihuang family and is a miracle.

Ning Chen studied for a few days, and still only knows a little bit about it. Mo said Dacheng, even skilled use can't do it.

However, in a few days, it is extremely terrible to be able to achieve a half-knowledge, and even the peculiar arrogance of the Qihuang clan could not be reached.

Perception, knowing fate as the first in the world, no one can compare.

Another night gradually passed, when the morning dawn fell, Ning Chen woke up from contemplation, staring at the east, his eyes flashing in deep colors.

Time, what he needs most now is time. Qi Huang's technique is not easy to practice. If he can't master it, there will be no difference.

The power that may be out of control at any time cannot be used in battle at all. Mo said that the opponent will not give him a chance, even if it can be used. Once Qi Huang's technique is out of control, it will be a disaster for him.

In a hundred years, he has experienced countless battles of various sizes, and can live to this day. Luck is one of them. But, the most important reason is that he never gambles his life on the power that he cannot control.

Combat, especially between the warriors of the same realm, who can use the combat skills more proficiently, who will have a greater chance of winning.

"Your Highness."

I do n’t know when Shi Yu came in front of the palace, and said softly, "The slave-servant made a dress for you. Do you try to fit?"

Ning Chen looked away, saw the bloodshot eyes of the women around him, and asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Shi Yu smiled and said, "Your Highness's clothes are broken. The slave-servant went to bed late last night and made them out."

Ning Chen nodded slightly, without breaking, he was not a fool, Shi Yu's eyes knew that he had not slept all night.

"His Highness, try it." Shi Yu whispered.

"Ok."

Ning Chen took the clothes from the woman's hand and walked into the hall to take back the damaged old clothes.

"The slave-servant serves you."

Shi Yu stepped forward, took over the old clothes, and helped the former to put on the new clothes carefully, neatly arranged.

"Fit?"

Ning Chen looked at the woman in front of her and smiled.

Shi Yu took a step back, looked at the clothes on the former, and nodded, "Just right."

Ning Chen smiled and said, "It's hard work."

"This is what slave-servants should do."

Shi Yu whispered, "Your Highness, slaves will not be with you in the future, you must take care of yourself."

Ning Chen heard the words, and he smiled, his face smiled, and said seriously, "Considered?"

"Well ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Shi Yu nodded softly and said," Slave slaves will take the family to leave the Three Imperial City and find a place where no one will live in seclusion. Your Highness does not have to worry about us. "

Ning Chen was silent, and Shi Yu's empathy was most distressing.

It's just that he has no choice. In this crisis-ridden original magical realm, he can't even guarantee his own safety, let alone take them.

Leaving the Prince's Mansion may be the only way for Shi Yu and Shi Qing to protect them.

"Shi Yu, Your Highness wishes you and Shi Qing to meet the people you cherish in the future and live a happy and healthy life." Ning Chen said softly.

Shi Yu turned her head and tears shed involuntarily ...

(End of this chapter)