Marquis of Grand Xia

Xuejian's leading edge, the cold gathered, and then added three inches of cold front. E Novel Ww% W. 1XIAOSHUO. COM

The decision on the sword, there is no victory or defeat at this moment, only life and death, the golden sword light is flexible and changeable, one point faster, however, Xuejian is not a sword, only fighting for life and death.

Three-foot-three-inch sword blade, first entered the body, broken veins and bones, abnormal ears.

The golden sword light came at the same time. Ning Chen took the sword as the axis and used his strength to turn sharply. In an instant, the frost was violent, three feet away, just like the difference between heaven and earth.

The disadvantage of short forwards is undoubtedly obvious.

Blood ice flew out with broken bones. At the most critical moment, Yuwen Xiao turned short, cut off the snow sword with a sword, and immediately flashed in shape, then retreated before the dead door.

"Is it so easy"

Ning Chen waved his hand, the snow sword broken in the former body slammed open, blood spewed.

In the blood rain, before Yu Wenxiao's left chest, a huge gap appeared, the bones were in good shape, and even the beating of the heart was vaguely visible.

"Uh"

A painful long hum rang, and the blood of the black suit was as rainy and desolate.

Ning Chen moved, and once again stepped forward, the green ink sword flew into the sky, and counted the swords and danced to death.

The Yuwen owl blocked the move, but the body was seriously injured, and the move was restricted. Since the war, it has fallen.

Ning Chen never used the second double sword again, a long front responded to the sharpness of the letters, the blades met, and touched away without any delay.

The sound of jingle between swords and swords was endless in the night sky, the fire was splattering, and the rhyme was shaking.

The odds of a certain move will determine the victory and defeat. After losing a move, Yuwen Xiao is in a very abnormal situation. In the face of the endless sword light of the green ink sword, he has to turn to the defensive.

At this moment, a black streamer flew out of the sleeve of Yuwen Xiao, turning into a man who screamed at Liman directly.

Ning Chen was cold all over, subconsciously sideways, streamer Jianguang rubbed his left shoulder and right arm, bringing out two waterfalls of black and red blood.

The extremely toxic dark poison, extremely toxic horror, although just passing by, the highly toxic is still spreading rapidly.

"Your people are dead"

Ning Chen was furious, and his left shoulder was frozen quickly. At the next moment, the whole body was dark and yellow, and the whole sky was dyed to the color of the earth.

"Roll of the Earth, Destruction of the Mountain"

The earth shook violently. After a short while, thousands of yellow sword lights flew out of the ground, rushing to the sky, and the sword rain flying down, like a torrent against the sky, was shocking.

Yu Wenxiao looked shocked, tolerate his injuries, moved his feet, and avoided them again. However, the flying sword rain was nowhere to be found, no rules, and the moment of sight was already blood-stained loess.

Ning Chen's figure moved instantly, with blue ink stained with frost, a sword without blame, and his soul was killed.

The sword was covered with frost, and the blood was bright, and a long blood flow spewed out, staining the red night sky, desolate, and dazzling.

Unwilling and remorseful, at this moment, it was all too late, and the fallen Yuwen Owl, with hatred in his eyes, left with grudges.

Ning Chen waved his hand, the earth rumbled over, buried all the figures on the ground and the traces of the war under the loess, and buried the dead.

Around the sapphire wood, the temporary ban was lost to the owner's maintenance, slammed and dissipated.

Ning Chen stepped forward and turned the palm to urge the volume of life. The heaven and earth aura stirred, and the two sapphire trees rose slowly, and immediately turned into a blue light and fell into the former sleeve.

When the goal was achieved, Ning Chen no longer stayed, his figure flickered and went away quickly.

The sky was getting brighter, and the figure of Su Bai appeared in the carpenter's mansion. The young boy who got up early to practice sword saw his face in awkward Ning Chen, his face was shocked, and he hurried forward to help.

"Brother Ning, what's wrong with you," the little boy asked worriedly.

"It's okay, there was a fight with people, some injuries, and it will be fine in a while." Ning Chen patted the little guy's head, tired.

"I'll help you back to your room and rest," said the boy.

"Yep"

Ning Chen did not refuse, and Xiaoyu helped walk towards the backyard.

The little boy sent Ning Chen back to the room, daring not to disturb any more, and retreated carefully.

"Don't worry, his life is harder than anyone's" the carpenter walked past, said lightly.

The little boy nodded, the worries in his eyes were still clearly visible, Brother Ning was so powerful, who could hurt him to this extent.

Within the room, Ning Chen worked his body and body, and the silver brilliance rose, driving the spirits around the world to constantly wash the poison above the flesh.

The tarsal bone eroded the left shoulder constantly, and the black foam rolled and rolled deep into the flesh, and every time it was cleared, it would cause terror in the bone marrow.

"Uh"

There was a painful long hum, and the room was full of turbulence. The black poison was dripping with the clothes on the floor, and the erosion continued to linger in the ears. Not long before, there was a mess.

The little boy was frightened to listen outside the door, and even the brows of the artisan wrinkled unconsciously. It seemed that the little boy was really hurt.

"Princess arrives"

Just then, outside the front hall, a loud notification sound came, and the boy's face suddenly changed, looking at the master around him at a loss.

Brother Ning said that he had to hide his identity from the princess.

"What do you panic, follow me to the front hall"

The geotechnician yelled and immediately turned to walk to the front hall.

The little boy quickly followed, and looked at the room without worry before leaving, his eyes full of worry.

In the front hall, Li Youwei in a gorgeous skirt waited quietly, a faint smile always hung on her charming face.

The little boy is still responsible for serving tea and pouring water. In the earthsmith's house, there are few people in pity. In addition to the guarding and nursing homes granted by the three or five royal families, other basic things must be done by small fish.

"Little fellow, what is your big brother Ning?" Li Youwei smiled at Xiaoyu and asked.

"Changing clothes"

The boy responded quickly.

The earthsmith never liked these things, and continued to pack up a pile of iron bumps, deaf to the things in the hall, and how to deal with the little fish.

One cup of tea after another, the boy is very diligent, for fear that Li Youwei's cup is empty.

After drinking three cups of tea, Li Youwei began to have some doubts. She looked at the boy and smiled authentically, "Xiaoyu, to be honest with your sister, where did you go?"

The boy's eager forehead sweated straight, put down the teapot, and said, "Don't worry, Your Royal Highness, I'll urge you"

After talking, the little boy turned and trot towards the backyard.

Li Youwei was drinking the tea in the cup, and a thoughtful light flashed in her eyes. She looked a little wrong. The little guy was not a liar, and the flaw was too big.

Ning Chen was either not in the house or something happened.

In the backyard, the little boy rushed around in front of Ning Chen's door, but he didn't dare to disturb by knocking on the door.

After a moment, Li Youwei walked slowly, looking at the little guy who came to the circle of the door, and looked directly at the room behind the latter.

Spiritual knowledge swept through and was about to see what was going on. At this moment, the door creaked and the young figure walked out with a gentle smile on his face.

"Sorry, let your highness princess wait"

"No hindrance"

Li Youwei narrowed her eyes and looked at the former, something is wrong.

Ning Chen stepped forward and squeezed Xiaoyu's face. The little guy was clever and helped him delay for a long time.

The boy grinned and immediately wiped a cold sweat on his forehead, scaring him to death.

Li Youwei watched carefully, and for a long time, he finally saw which place was wrong, temperament, and now Ning Chen, giving people a feeling of illusory remoteness, which was too unreal.

Perhaps it was Ning Chen carelessly, just after two wars, and tried his best to push the poison, breathing for a time, can not completely cover up, it will have some feelings of not using weekdays.

"Xiaoyu, it seems that your brother Ning's clothes are almost worn out. In exchange, they are still worn out." Li Youwei looked at Ning Chen's broken shirt and chuckled, saying with words.

The little boy blushed and bowed his head slightly embarrassedly.

Ning Chen looked at the damage on his clothes. He felt helpless and his blood stains were still dusty. He could shake it with his true energy, but he couldn't do anything about the damage.

"Xiaoyu, go get the needle thread, and I will make up your clothes for Brother Ning," Li Youwei said.

"En" little boy's face flashed in surprise, but he responded obediently and hurried towards the room not far away.

Ning Chen didn't want Li Youwei to see the abnormality in her room. She reached out and politely said, "His Royal Highness, let's go to the front hall."

"En" Li Youwei nodded, turned and walked towards the front hall.

In the front hall, the two came and sat on both sides of the tea table. The little boy also ran back and gave the needle and thread to Li Youwei.

"Master, take off your coat," Li Youwei whispered.

Ning Chen hesitated for a moment, but took off the outermost shirt and handed it over.

"Thank you, Your Highness," Ning Chen thanked very seriously.

"Hands up"

Li Youwei smiled, took the clothes, and replied that, anyway, this person is the object of her to attract, and, just now, she felt again that she might really underestimate this young man.

Sword qi has been expelled from several sword marks on the shirt, but Li Youwei can still see that this is a crack cut by the sword, and then seeing the same crack in the former close-fitting shirt, I can understand it somewhat.

Ning Chen didn't say ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Li Youwei didn't ask too much, these things, asking too much, will only increase barriers and lies, there is no need for it.

She wanted to know what she wanted to know, as long as she was in the Lihuo Dynasty, there were very few things that could hide her eyes.

"The son may have heard one thing. A few days ago, a strong man with three swords appeared in the southwestern territory," Li Youwei said.

"Bang"

Hearing the news, the tea cup that Ning Chen had just picked up slammed, the tea was scattered all over, the broken porcelain slices cut the palm of the hand, and blood poured out of the hand.

Li Youwei raised her head, looking at the shock that was hard to conceal in the former's eyes, and frowned slightly.

"Master, be careful"

Li Youwei put down his clothes, got up and walked forward, took out a piece of silk from his arms, wiped the tea and blood from the former, carefully wrapped the wound.

"Princess, please continue to speak," Ning Chen pressed the fluctuations in his heart slowly.