Marquis of Grand Xia

In the palace of Biancheng, Ning Chen and Liming stared at each other and walked all the way up to now. The other party is the last warmth in their hearts.

"You, always come in a hurry, go in a hurry, are you tired?"

Lime stepped forward and reached out to wipe away the wind and frost on the young man's face in front of him, and said softly.

"I always thought that after solving the immediate trouble, I could stop and rest. Unexpectedly, this toss was over a hundred years." Ning Chen said helplessly.

"Let the war between the human race and the original magic world end, let it go."

Lime looks softly and says, "There are too many troubles in the world, there are too many to manage. In fact, you don't have to worry too much about us. Even if this world is occupied by aliens, we can still protect ourselves."

Ning Chen's face showed a smile, said, "Well, no matter."

He wanted to create a peaceful world for them, hoping that after the disaster of the magic realm, the world can truly restore peace.

"Cheng Xue, is there any news? These days, I haven't had time to ask, Cheng Xue is a good girl, you must live up to her." Lime said softly.

Ning Chen was silent, shook her head gently, and said, "Since she left last time, there has been no news. I have sent ghost people to find it, but I have never found anything."

Liming sighed, looked away, looking at the impermanence hall in front, the emotion color flashed in the eyes, and the girl, still waiting.

Temple of Impermanence, Aman seems to have a feeling, looking back, smiling with a smile.

In the palace of the king, Liming withdrew his eyes, looked at the young man in front of him, and looked seriously, "I don't force you to do anything about feelings, but don't let yourself regret it."

"Ok."

Ning Chen nodded and said, "I understand that after two days, I may have to leave for some days. The big and small affairs of the prefecture will trouble Sister Lime to handle it for me."

"Let's leave?" Lime frowned.

"When the demon body returned to the original demon realm, the ghost sword was destroyed in battle, and the ten-year period will soon pass, I must find the right sword as soon as possible." Ning Chen replied.

Lime heard the words and nodded gently, "This matter really can't be delayed, you go, here in the prefecture, you don't have to worry."

"Sister Lime, thanks to you all the way, thank you."

Ning Chen looked at the woman who had accompanied her for hundreds of years in front of her.

Lime reached out and tapped the head of the former lightly, and said, "Okay, don't be so nauseous with me. Go and see Aman. You have been back for so long. It seems that you haven't had time to talk to her. You look so unbearable for so many years. "

"Ok."

Ning Chen nodded and said, "I'll pass now."

Finally, Ning Chen did not delay much, and walked towards the impermanence hall ahead.

In the palace of the king, Liming looked at the back in the distance and sighed in his heart. This guy was still so reassuring.

Impermanence Hall, when Ning Chen came, Ah Man Qiao stood standing in front of the hall in a lively manner.

"Go out and walk?" Ning Chen chuckled lightly.

"Good." Aman responded with a smile.

"I haven't seen this place for so long since I came to the prefecture?"

The two of them moved side by side. Ning Chen temporarily put down his burden and concentrated on accompanying the women around him to enjoy the scenery of the prefecture.

"I have seen some and some have not." Aman said honestly.

"Where do you want to go?" Ning Chen said softly.

Aman thought about it for a long time, and pointed his finger to the huge mountain range in the distance. His eyes were curious, "There."

"Yinhai ghost prison."

Ning Chen followed the former's gaze and chuckled, "There is the territory I opened for the ghost race. Since you want to go, then let's go and see."

The two went forward, shoulder to shoulder, the woman's face was pretty, not gorgeous, and not voluptuous, but she was extremely spirited, making people unbearable.

Next to the woman, the man has plain white hair. Although his face is young, his eyes are full of years.

Only a hundred years old, two people of similar age, it seems that the difference is greater and greater.

Years have been ruthless and changed too many things.

Yinhai Ghost Prison, Ning Chen walked with Aman, and in front of him, a huge crack appeared, not deep.

"Here it is."

Ningchen reminded, whispered.

A Man glanced curiously at the bottom, but he could not see through the ghost valley.

"Let's go, the ghost race should already know that we are here."

Ning Chen stepped forward, the figure slowly fell.

Aman followed up and rushed towards the depths of the canyon.

At the bottom of the gorge, the elders of the ghost race are separated on both sides. In front, the white bone throne rises and falls. On the throne, the king of the ghost race sits on it.

At this time, a spooky spy stepped forward and respectfully saluted, "King Qi Yunwu, the thirteenth prince is here."

"Please." The ghost king said.

"Yes!"

The spy of the ghost clan led his life and got up and left.

Not long ago, two figures walked in front of the hinterland of the ghost clan, one man and one woman, Lang Cai and feminine, just like the people walking out of the painting.

"Master!"

The elders of the ghost clan saluted and respectfully said.

"You don't have to be overly polite, I just come and see."

Ning Chen smiled and said, looking at the ghost king on the throne, and said, "Ghost king, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come unharmed."

"Just a few years, the strength of His Highness is already close to the supreme emperor, which is incredible." The ghost king sighed.

Ning Chen smiled and said, "The Ghost King's cultivation practice is also not lost to others. It is not impossible to prove the supremacy of the royal road over time."

"I am old."

The ghost king sighed and said, "Half-step imperial path is already my limit. Unless there is a great opportunity, this life cannot be advanced. Your Highness, you are different, you have less than two hundred years of cultivation time. At the peak of spring and autumn, as long as you go on smoothly, you will certainly be able to rank as the supreme place of the emperor, and the world will be honored. "

"Successful ghost king Ji Yan, if there is one day, under the promise of the ghost king's things, certainly will not eat words." Ning Chen should say.

"His Royal Highness's credibility can be trusted by our people."

The ghost king said in a real way, "I had something wrong to ask, but since the Highness is here, I still have to ask, has the Holy Relic given to the Highness by my people, have the six reincarnations been damaged?"

"Ok."

Ning Chen nodded and said apologetically, "Sorry, Liu Dao was destroyed shortly before the battle with the Hundred Clan Emperor, and he failed to protect the ghost clan sacred equipment.

"It's no wonder your Highness."

The ghost king sighed, "The six-way reincarnation is only a royal weapon, and naturally cannot withstand the battle of the emperor level. The strength of His Royal Highness has exceeded the boundaries of the King Realm.

"The ghost king is very knowledgeable, I wonder if there is any magic material suitable for casting swords in this world?" Ning Chen asked.

"At the bottom of the ocean, in the depths of the stars, and in the center of the ground fire, there are rare miracles, but there are very few who can be used as a refiner. If your highness wants to cast a sword, I am afraid it will take a lot of effort." The ghost king said calmly.

Ning Chen heard the words, and his eyes flashed with condensed colors. The three places that the ghost king said were all hard to reach by ordinary people. Maybe he could really find the magic material.

When the two were talking, Aman looked curiously at the hinterland of the ghost family, and did not care about the conversation between the two.

"If the little girl is curious, she can walk around. My ghost family does not have so many rules, and the girl can look around." The ghost family noticed the beautiful woman beside the thirteenth prince, and said in good faith.

"Thank you Senior Ghost King." Aman smiled.

"You walk around by yourself, or do I take you?" Ning Chen asked softly.

"You take it." Aman replied.

Ning Chen nodded, just about to leave, he was stopped.

Elder Ghost Clan blocked in front, gently shook his head and said, "Lord, there are many rules for Ghost Clan, you can let this girl go around."

Ning Chen looked startled, and suddenly smiled dumbly, looking at the girl next to her, helplessly said, "Aman, you turn around yourself, and come back after finishing."

"it is good."

Aman Zhanyan smiled and walked forward.

In front of the Bone Throne, Ning Chen looked at the back of Aman away, his expression always with a gentle smile.

"Your Highness cares about this little girl?" The ghost king said.

"Her safety is better than my life." Ning Chen said lightly.

"Zhong Lingyuxiu, Peerless Wizard, I have an unpleasant word, I hope His Highness will not be surprised." The ghost king said hoarsely.

"It's all right," Ning Chen said calmly.

"His Royal Highness has the power of imperial authority, but the potential of this little girl is still above His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness is not worthy of her." The ghost king said.

The word fell, and among the ghost races, all the elders were shocked. What did the ghost king say?

Ning Chen smiled, did not care, said, "Ghost King is not the first person to say this sentence, nor will it be the last one. I want to know, are there so many rules for ghost races?"

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The ghost king said calmly, "His Royal Highness is too clever, and the clever people are terrified. Although my ghost family has turned to His Highness, he always has to keep some means of self-preservation.

"It seems that I am really unpopular."

Ningchen laughed at himself, and said, "Relax, as long as the ghost race does not betray the human race, I will not shoot at the ghost race, nor will I sacrifice you."

"Thank you." Ghost King said.

Half a day later, Yinhai Ghost Prison, Ning Chen and Aman went out and walked toward the direction of the Twelve Palaces of the Earth Mansion.

"Is there anything strange in the ghost family?" Ning Chen asked.

"There are so many strange things." Aman replied.

"Tell me." Ning Chen continued to ask.

"There are talking bones, and flying stone monsters, um, and big trees with arms." Aman laughed.

The two of them left. In the depths of the ghost race, the bones gathered, the rocks piled up, and the trees came out of the ground.

"Good Zhongling's girl, so terrifying Thirteen Sons of Heavenly Devil." The bone skeleton said, and said in a deep voice.

"This child has to be guarded." The giant piled up from the rocks responded.

"Afraid to be afraid, defense is beyond defense." Dashu said.

"Three lords, the time for you to wake up is not yet time, continue to sleep." On the throne of the bone, the ghost king said quietly.