Marquis of Grand Xia

Da Xia, a city of flames and flames, allied forces from the surrounding seven countries arrived, especially the northern iron ride is the most fierce.

In the Great Xia Imperial City, the last marquis stood firm, all in a suit, stained with blood.

In the Imperial City, the people were also desperate. The once glorious dynasty fell overnight, and there was no day to turn over.

When the triumphant triumphant can not triumph, the immortal dynasty has come to the end.

In the city, the contemporary triumphant Hou looked at the direction of Shilin Maple Forest for a long time, silent.

After all, he still didn't shoot.

In ten miles of Fenglin, only the ghost who had swept through the tomb of Changsun looked up at his father and said, "Dad, I want to eat sugar gourd."

Ning Chen heard the words and nodded gently, saying, "Okay, Dad takes you to buy."

The two set off and walked towards the Imperial City together.

In the Great Xia Imperial City, the gates were closed, the army of the Seven Kingdoms besieged the city, and in front of the northern gate, there were 50,000 iron riders from the northern grazing nations.

At this time, outside the North Gate, a large and a small figure walked forward, and the pace was not in a hurry.

Before the Fifty Thousand Iron Rides, a general dressed in green armor saw the person, frowning.

"Bring the bow."

General Qingjia said coldly.

"Yes!"

A soldier put on a hard bow and took the arrow.

General Qing Jia bowed his bow, his bow was full, and his arrow came out.

The arrow of the warrior is magnificent, the arrow passes by, and the dust is rolled up like a hurricane, shocking the world.

Fifty Thousand Tieqi looked at the arrow, and there was excitement in his eyes.

However, the eyes of fifty thousand northern children's Lang changed accordingly.

The dazzling arrow, when approaching a large figure and a small figure in the distance, directly dissipated the invisible, the dust and the sky were scattered, and no waves were set off.

In an astonishing scene, 50,000 Tieqi was shocked. Their general and Da Xia's triumphant marquis became the strongest warrior in the land of China. With one arrow, they couldn't touch the young man's body.

Under the north gate of the Great Xia Imperial City, Ning Chen led the ghost to the gate, looking at the closed gate in front, and his footsteps did not stop.

Under the two, floating clouds converged, and the clouds rose, and walked to the city.

"Hou!"

Triumphant Hou recovered from the shock and respectfully saluted.

"Gui Gui is going to eat candied gourds, bother."

Ning Chen spoke, apologizing.

Triumphant Hou looked at the little boy next to Zhiming Hou, hesitated, looked away, and respectfully said, "Also ask Hou to take action to save Da Xia from crisis."

Ning Chen turned and looked at the seven-nation coalition beneath the Great Xia Imperial City. He calmly said, "At that time, I also encountered the same situation, but now, different from the past, today's Daxia is too decaying."

Triumphant Hou Wenyan showed his despair in his eyes.

"Guarding Daxia is the responsibility of Wuhou.

Ning Chen said something seemingly irresponsible, and immediately walked down with ghosts.

In the imperial city of Daxia, it is now desolate and abnormal. The end of Daxia is on the verge of panic. People say that selling sugar gourd is because some common Buzhuang grain shops on both sides of the street have been closed.

The war has changed too much. The once prosperous imperial dynasty has completely fallen into the flames of war, even if the last imperial city is in doubt.

Prosperity is bound to decline, and it is an eternal truth. Da Xia has been inherited to this day, and it is already an incredible miracle.

Perhaps it is the reward of knowing destiny and others who saved the world. God allowed Daxia to inherit it to this day. However, this glory finally came to the end.

In the desolate Great Xia Imperial City, Ning Chen and Gui Gui walked through several streets, large and small, but they didn't find any stalls selling sugar gourds.

"This old man, do you know where there are sugar gourds?"

Ning Chen grabbed an old man in a hurry and asked.

The old man stopped and looked at the two in front of him, impatiently saying, "What kind of world is there, where else can sell this thing."

"The old man forgives, the child wants to eat, as a parent, always does not want to wrong the child." Ning Chen said with apology on his face.

The old man sighed, "Come with me."

After talking, the old man led the way and walked towards the end of the street.

Ning Chen led Gui Gui up, and in front of a simple house at the end of the street, the three stopped.

The old man pushed open the door, walked to the stove, ignited the dry wood, and put some sugar in the pot to start the soup.

Ning Chen stood aside, watching and learning attentively. He knew that maybe, for a long time to come, the candied fruit would not be available in this city.

Not long after, the old man boiled the sugar, dressed a few hawthorns, dipped in the sugar juice, and made a bunch of candied gourds.

Ning Chen and Gui Gui are still lucky. The old people they met had lived on selling sugar gourds and sugar people.

"Thank you uncle."

Ning Chen took the sugar gourd, thanked him, and handed it to the ghost.

"Thank you dad."

Guigui's small face showed a happy smile and ate with sugar cane.

"Young man, come home soon, this world is in chaos, don't run around." The old man sighed as he looked at the white-haired young man in front of him.

"Well, we will go back in a while." Ning Chen nodded.

Aside, Ghost Ghost happily ate the candied fruit, and his small face was full of satisfaction.

The old man's look became more and more complicated when he saw the smile on the child's face.

"God has no eyes. After some good days, he fights again. Maybe, in a few days, we will all become slaves."

The old man sighed again, how could this day be so bitter.

Ning Chen was silent and did not answer.

Not long after, Gui Gui finished eating the sugar gourd, Ning Chen thanked the old man again, and immediately took Gui Gui away.

In the desolate streets, pedestrians are almost invisible, and occasionally one or two people are in a hurry, so they dare not stay outside.

The familiar situation is exactly the same as when Da Xia was besieged. The difference is that the times have changed.

Outside the Great Xia Imperial City, the coalition forces of the Seven Kingdoms have begun to attack the city. On the city, the Great Xia Forbidden Army headed by the Triumphant Hou fully guarded the city behind him.

In the city, Ning Chen walked silently with the ghost ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ without a word.

Gui Gui seemed to feel his father's mood, and also cleverly did not bother to speak.

Just as Da Xia lived and died, Da Xia Dongfang, in the imperial city that has been completely abandoned, a touch of white clothes Qianying came, a piece of green silk, has long been white.

After thousands of years, Mu Chengxue returned again, but everything was wrong.

Incarnate too much, Mu Chengxue no longer sees a trace of human emotion in his eyes, and every time he takes a step, the frost is everywhere.

Mu Chengxue returned, in the northern polar region, in the Tianyin Pavilion, the main eyes of the Tianyin Pavilion opened, and he stood to look east.

Mu Chengxue is back.

God willing.

In this era, he and she are back to the beginning of everything, but this time, will the results be different?

... m.