Marquis of Grand Xia

Xi Huagong looked at it for a long time, and there was nothing special about the young people in the seat. The qualifications were average, and cultivation was not worth mentioning. The only thing that can be appreciated is this concentration. E 小 Ω┡said WwW. 1XIAOSHUO. COM

However, in a world where power is respected, there is no power and everything is false.

Just like the blood washing in ascending the fairyland, everyone guessed that it was done by the Hall of Eternal Life, but no one dared to speak clearly without evidence.

The Holy Land is that the messengers will not listen to their words. Only full evidence can allow the Holy Land to intervene in this matter and sanction the Hall of Eternal Life.

The disciples of Xihuagong boiled tea and pour tea on the side. They were curious on the beautiful young faces. Look at the legendary Jiu Mengzun and the young man who has been drinking tea quietly. The light in the eyes is constantly flashing .

Ning Chen's cup of tea is cup after cup, and he is not very interested in the conversation between Xihua Gongzhu and Meng Xuanji. The only option of the two factions is to form an alliance, and the others are polite words.

The little girl pouring tea beside her was very busy. She was only 16 or 7 years old and didn't think so much. She just listened to the order of the master and greeted the guests of Xihua Palace.

Tea art is an art that is easy to learn and difficult to refine. Although the age of the disciples in Hua Palace is still young, however, the level is not low.

The tea entrance is sweet and smooth, with a long aftertaste, which makes people fascinated.

Ning Chen unconsciously raised the cup of tea cooked in the moon in the pavilion where the two armies of Daxia and Northern Mongolia used to be, thinking about it, the tea in his hand had already been drunk from cup to cup.

Perhaps, in this life he will never find that taste again.

The moment Ning Chen lost her mind, the breath of her body changed unconsciously. Meng Xuanji and Xi Huagong's main eyes looked at the same time, and the light flashed, not quite right.

Feeling the eyes of the two, Ning Chen instantly converged, regained his reason and calm, and pressed all emotions to the bottom of his heart.

Seeing the former body's breath recover as before, the color of doubt in Meng Xuanji's eyes is still intact. The feeling just now is not wrong. This is definitely not the oppressive force that the acquired second grade should have.

Xihuagongzhu's eyes also flashed a strange color, it was her eyes, this young man was not easy.

Thinking of this, Xi Hua Gong temporarily suppressed the alliance that she wanted to put forward. The lessons of ascending the fairyland are vivid, and she does not want to repeat the same mistakes.

She trusts Meng Xuanji, but she does not trust the young people in front of her.

"Meng Zun, you have been on the road for such a long time, and you must be tired too. It is better to rest for one night and talk about other things tomorrow." Xi Huagong smiled gently and said.

Meng Xuanji guessed how much Xihua Gongzhu thought, got up and said, "Thank you"

"Forget about worry and forget words, you are responsible for entertaining two distinguished guests, don't be negligent." Xihua Gongzhu looked at the two disciples next to him and ordered.

"Yes"

Two women of similar appearance walked out and walked in front of them immediately, said softly, "Please"

Ning Chen put down the tea cup on his face quite reluctantly and followed the two disciples of Xihua Palace towards the outside of the hall.

Xihuagong Xixiang, because Ning Chen was a man, was arranged in a small courtyard alone, still a distance away from Meng Xuanji's residence.

As night fell, forgetfulness brought the unique flower pot of Xihua Palace. When Ning Chen stood in front of the house, he put the flower pot on the stone table in the courtyard.

"Ning Gongzi, please," murmured.

"Thank you" Ning Chen recovered, and smiled politely.

Forget about worry and stand aside quietly, without saying a word, waiting quietly.

Ning Chen picked up the nectar, took a sip, then put it down, glanced at the quiet woman beside him, and asked, "Are you called forgetfulness?"

"En" Wangyou nodded gently and responded.

"Good name" Ning Chen said.

"In my hometown, there is a kind of sorrel grass, which is often blooming in the mountains and has a light yellow color. Whenever you travel, the mother will pick a sorrel grass and transplant it in the transplantation yard to pray for the wanderer's safe and worry-free life Forget your worries "

Thousands of words, now only regrets, Ning Chen looked at the distant sky, the glory in the eyes, whether the mother of her hometown is still in the hospital, waiting for the children to return every day.

Forget about worry and listen quietly, for a long time, softly, "The son said, forget about worry"

Ning Chen recovered, smiled softly, and said, "I'm bullshit, don't take it seriously."

After finishing talking, Ning Chen finished drinking the flower on the table, handed over the cup and tray, and said, "Thank you for the hospitality, it's too late, so go back and rest."

After forgetting the worry, Yingying gave a gift without saying much and retreated quietly.

The bright moon shone and the waterfall was cold, and the figure in the courtyard stood quietly, motionless, and looked from afar, so abrupt, even if standing in this sky and earth, it still seemed out of place.

In Meng Xuanji's room, Xi Hua Gong Master has been sitting for a long time, and the conversation between the two is unknown, but, before leaving, Xi Hua Gong Master opened his mouth and reminded him, "The young man named Ning Chen is very bad. Simple, you have to be careful "

"I know"

Meng Xuan replied.

After Lord Huahua left, Meng Xuanji walked out of the room and looked at the small courtyard where Ning Chen was. The spiritual knowledge swept through, and his expression suddenly stunned.

In the Western Chamber, there was no one in the empty courtyard.

The figure of Meng Xuanji flashed, and came to the courtyard where Ning Chen was located, and looked around. A pair of eyes narrowed slightly.

In the night, a plain white figure swept across the sky and headed towards the north.

This is after Ning Chen stepped into the congenital realm, and exerted all his strength, the world and everything disappeared behind him, almost to the extreme.

The Northern Territory, ascending the fairyland, and the entire mountain are the scars left after the war. The blood stained the mountain, and the pungent blood could be felt far away.

Ning Chen appeared at the foot of the mountain without any stay, and moved under her feet, disappeared.

Above the mountain, a red figure stood quietly, looking at the miserable surroundings, and for a long time, Shen Sheng sighed.

Su Baiguanghua flashed, Ning Chen stopped and frowned slightly.

It's him? I didn't expect them to meet so soon.

Chaofeng Chen turned around, and after seeing the young man in front of him, his expression also flashed with surprise.

"It's you"

"This world is really too small," Ning Chen said with emotion.

"Do you want to fight?"

The red folding fan in the hands of Chaofeng Chen scattered into a **** slender blade, and asked softly.

"I'm not in a mood to fight," Ning Chen shook his head and said.

"He" chaotic wind dust laughed lightly, with a hand movement, the blade dissipated and turned into a red folding fan.

"I have heard your rumors, but, with your power, Mengzun's incomplete clutch death seal should not be able to control you, why do you stay on Xuanji Peak?" Chao Fengchen asked curiously.

"There is no place to go anyway, it's the same everywhere," Ning Chen said indifferently.

After finishing speaking, Ning Chen looked at the young man in red next to him and asked, "I have heard your rumors. It is said that you have challenged the Changsheng Hall Master. What happened?"

"Lost, miserable, almost died in the Palace of Longevity"

Chaofengchen didn't shy away, and chuckled lightly, "However, the last move, the king of evil took it, and I owe it to it. Until a few days ago, I returned this favor on Tai Xuanfeng."

"Oh, why are you here, is there anyone you know here?" Chao Fengchen asked.

Ning Chen shook his head gently and said, "No, I just came to see"

"Did you see anything?" Chao Fengfeng said.

"The Hall of Eternal Life is stronger than expected" Ning Chen sighed lightly.

Here, there are at least ten different congenital strong breaths, and there are only four congenital ascendants in the fairyland. That is to say, at least six congenitals have been dispatched from the Changsheng Hall.

The chaotic wind and dust looked at the miserable state beneath the mountain, silent for a moment, and said, "The Holy Land will handle this matter"

Ning Chen laughed sarcastically and said, "This is not the first time I have heard this sentence. You all seem to believe this holy place."

Yun Thirteen and Little Stone have said such things. If he knew that the Four-pole Realm Master and the King of Scourge had already colluded secretly and conspired to conquer the land of China, he might also believe these ghost words.

Chaofengchen turned his head to look at the people around him, frowning unconsciously, and said, "Why do you have such a big opinion on the Holy Land?"

"It's nothing, it's getting early, I'm going back, there will be a period in the future"

When the words fell, Ning Chen took a step and turned into a plain white light.

Chaotic wind dust looked at the leaving figure, his eyes flashed continuously, he was right, the person seemed very bad impression of the Holy Land.

The cold wind blew over the mountain peaks, and the red clothes were scattered and disappeared.

He has not returned for many years. This time the messenger of the Holy Land came, he needed to meet in the past, and by the way, how did the Holy Land handle the matter of ascending the fairyland.

Xihuagong's west wing, Ning Chen returned, and when he walked into the courtyard, he saw Meng Xuanji quietly waiting there, and his beautiful face was cold.

"May I ask, where did you go last night?" Meng Xuanji said coldly.

"Can't sleep, just walk around," Ning Chen replied calmly.

Meng Xuan's eyes were more chilled, and he was about to speak, but heard soft footsteps outside the courtyard.

"Master Mengzun, Master Ning, the court owner please"

Forgetting about worries, he respectfully greeted Meng Xuanji and said.

Meng Xuanji could only take back what she wanted to say and walked out of the courtyard.

Ning Chen keeps up with ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ as she passes by Wangyou, she whispers, "Thank you"

Forget about worry and smile gently, the smile is very shallow, even if you don't look carefully, you can't even see it.

The Blue and White Palace, the Lord of the Flower Palace is already waiting, seeing the three people coming and going, frowning and saying, "Forget about worry, let you pass a word, why did you wait so long"

"The Palace Master forgives sin, it is unfavorable for forgetting to do things."

"Let's not take it as an example, let's go back." Xihua Gongzhu obviously didn't want to blame too much for forgetting, and said.

After forgetting the worry, she turned around and smiled at Ning Chen, and immediately exited the palace.

"Meng Zun, about the alliance between Xihua Palace and Jiuxiao Mountain, let's talk about it."

"Hear your ears," Meng Xuanji said calmly.

Aside, the corner of Ning Chen's mouth slightly curved a bit of indifference. It seemed that he was treated as a fool, and the acting was all in front of him.