Marquis of Grand Xia

Broken out flying, accompanied by Amnesty Sky, a bow and arrow fell into the hands of the plain clothes figure, the violent breath oscillated open, the wind and snow turned sharply, turned into a huge vortex, and turned wildly. E Novel Ww% W. 1XIAOSHUO. COM

When the bow was broken, the color of the world changed, and silver snowflakes floated over the entire imperial city, constantly converging like the Hou Mansion.

At the next moment, the arrow of Amnesty Sky came out, rushing towards the Eastern Heaven and Earth. The shocking arrow instantly illuminated the nine days. Between the front lines, there was only the sharp edge of the arrow, the only and absolute.

In the distant sky, three people suddenly felt a heavy pressure in their hearts during the war, and then returned, the world was one arrow, glorious.

The arrow approaching the pinnacle broke through the limitation of space. In a thousand miles, Bai Qishen will have time to escape, but seeing the blood flowing like a waterfall, one arrow pierces the heart and passes through.

"Magic Sword, Reincarnation"

The devil waved the devil sword in his hand, the devil qi was strong, and he stopped in front of the flying forgiveness arrow, and the demon sword collapsed against the forgiveness.

In the terrible confrontation, the demon withdrew dozens of feet in a row, and the corners of his mouth were red, and at the same time, the arrow of Forgiveness finally reached the endurance limit, snapped off with a click, and fell from the sky.

Wang Youxun returned to his mind, waved his hands to pull the power of the world, and converged the broken arrow of the forgiveness of heaven, and flew in the direction of the Great Xia Imperial City.

The demon stabilized his body, pressed down on his injuries, and moved with his feet, chasing him up.

"Magic King"

Bai Qishen will want to stop it, but can no longer do anything. I see a waterfall of blood spewing out of my heart, completely stained red for nine days.

The falling figure slammed onto the ground, and the first **** of Yongye disappeared from then on.

Devil King, Devil King, the final title, still can not let the devil have any stay, once the good emperor, after all, will never come back.

Daxia Imperial City came over, forgetting the worries and seeing the familiar plain figure in front, the tight mind, and finally Panasonic, the severely injured body could no longer be supported, and the feet staggered and fell straight.

Then the demon came, the demon sword urged, and the sword was slashed.

The violent sword light shook the imperial city, and Ning Chen stepped forward to help forget the worries. With his right hand, Qing Qing flew, and with the same sword, he cut it out.

The extreme two sword lights collided, the nine days rumbled, and in the imperial city, no hundreds of people raised their heads and looked at this terrifying light, shaking with horror.

"Magic Sword, Burying Heaven"

The magic sword in the devil's hand moved again, the sword intention was ten thousand, the sword of the burial sky roared out, and in an instant, the space collapsed, and the world was destroyed.

Ning Chen loosed his hand, the fins twirled, the sword pointed, the fins flew out, the snowflakes stirred, and the frost bloomed.

The swords touched again, the aftermath of the violent explosion exploded, all the things collapsed, the ghosts were frightened, and the more cognizant swordsman battle made the countless warriors of the dynasty tremble.

Between the close friends, the duel again, make up the people, make this battle full of sadness and bitterness from the beginning.

"Three Thousand Miles of Sword Snow"

The flying snowflakes are white and flawless, one sword is shining all over the world, three thousand miles of snow drifts, the extreme freezing air, the ultimate sword intention, swaying at the same time, the world is vast and silent.

The demon is not afraid, the sword turns, the magic front black light prosperously, a thousand sword qi rises into the sky, and immediately rushes into battle.

The magic sword opened the snow, the two swords shook the world, and the aftermath repulsed. The two men stepped back, and their bodies were full of blood.

"Don't fight for war, retreat"

At this moment, above the sky, a beautiful shadow appeared, slender hands crossed, Yue Huayanyan, a palm shot, and then quickly retreated with Xia Ziyi.

Ning Chen waved his sword and shook his palms, but did not chase it.

"Brother" Ning Xi stepped forward, worried.

"Good health care" Ning Chen took Wuyou back to the house and settled it, instructed.

Su Yi left the house, hurting her heart and hurting her soul.

In Weiyang Palace, Changsun's health is a little better. Lime helps Changsun to relax in the back garden. Aman is with him. There is not much talk, but the charming little face keeps laughing.

The grandson and Liming like Aman very much, and talked about many things about Ning Chen's first visit to the palace. It has been five years and the time has passed so fast. Rely less.

Ning Chen came and looked at the three people in the back garden with a smile on his face.

"Ma'am, I'll send Aman back"

Since entering the four poles, Aman has not returned home, and has been around for a few years.

"Lime" Changsun said softly.

Liming responded lightly, took out a jade bracelet, and gently took it to Aman's arm, said softly, "Keep it safe"

Ning Chen saw the bracelet and said nothing. It was Changsun who had stayed on the body before. Now it is handed over to Aman. The meaning is obvious.

The two left, the cold wind blew, and the grandson coughed a few times, tiredly, "Go back"

"Yep"

Liming nodded and helped the relatives who had been with him for half a life to walk outside the garden step by step.

...

Saying goodbye to Prince Yan, the two embarked on a southbound journey. Compared to when they sneaked out, there was only one more sword beside Aman, and the light blue original heart was like that one that was not stained. Never had any change.

In Ning Chen's life, he spent most of his time in the rush. When he stopped, he could only stay patient and slow down his pace when he was with Aman.

The Da Xia mountains and rivers are majestic and magnificent, beautiful and intoxicating. In the past, he promised to take Aman out to see the outside world, but he missed it many times. Today, it is a fulfillment of his original promise.

The sunset at the beginning of the day, the cloudy and the full moon, the ebb and flow of the tide, the world is impermanent, but it is the most beautiful scenery. The people in the mountains and rivers are like picturesque scrolls, beautiful, quiet and precious.

Half a month later, the two came to southern Xinjiang, not far from the Manchu Dynasty.

Southern Xinjiang is the area where Daxia and the Manchu dynasty meet. It was once impossible to fight. After the succession of the contemporary Barbarian King, it has stabilized a lot. Between the two dynasties, there were few wars.

The last time the barbarian borrowed soldiers and helped Da Xia with a lot of help. The relationship between the two dynasties was much better because of this. Merchants were more intensive than before.

The contemporary barbarian is good at fighting, but it is not easy to fight. At this time, it is undoubtedly the best gospel of Daxia.

"Homesick?" Ning Chen asked Aman's expression softly.

"Huh" Aman nodded and responded.

"Coming soon" Ning Chen said softly.

The two accelerated their pace, and soon they left Daxia territory and came to the Manchu Dynasty.

In the palace of the Manchu Dynasty, in the hall, the Barbarian King sits quietly, the majestic and domineering figure, the breath is surging, stronger than in the past.

The barbarian who used to be called the double arrogance with Prince Yan, after stepping through the innate restrictions, his strength is advancing all the way. Now no one knows what level he has reached.

"Wang, the princess is back," the imperial palace guard quickly entered the hall, respectfully.

The Barbarian King got up and flashed a bit of excitement in his eyes. The girl knew that she was back.

At the end of his eyes, the two figures came, and the barbarian's complexion immediately became bad when he saw the man next to the baby girl. Why did this stupid boy come?

"See Barbarian King"

Ning Chen entered the palace and respectfully performed a junior ceremony. However, as soon as the words fell, he felt a flower in front of him, and a heavy punch was suddenly depressed.

The barbarian king's magical power is well known in the world. Ning Chen had seen it with his own eyes, and it is naturally clearer than anyone else.

Only, can he hide, the answer is of course not.

Ning Chen turned his palms, his breath gathered, and he greeted him with a palm, greeting the barbaric king's divine power.

With a loud bang, Shuangqiang faced each other, Ning Chen stepped back, and his blood burst.

At this moment, A Man stepped forward, broke the two apart, and said, "Don't fight"

The two separated, and Ning Chen respectfully saluted, saying, "Seniors are so powerful, they are not as good as younger ones. Thank you for your kindness."

"Humph"

Hearing the compliment of the stinky boy in front of him, the barbarian snorted coldly, but his face improved a lot. He said, "Boy, it's a good friend"

"Come here, hold a banquet, catch the wind for the princess," the barbarian ordered.

"Yes"

A little **** stepped forward to lead his life and immediately left with a happy face.

When the princess came back, they could have a better life. In the past two years, the princess did not return, and the temper of the king became worse and worse. Although he wouldn't kill the next person, it would be indispensable to make a mistake.

Several princes are not good-natured people. Fortunately, the princess is back. In the palace, the world is big and the princess is the largest. Even if the barbarian and several princes are honest and obedient.

It didn't take long for the news that the princess returned to the palace, spreading throughout the entire palace, and even the prince who was out of the palace throwing things away and hurried back.

"Humph"

When Prince Man saw Ning Chen, his attitude was almost the same as that of King Man. He just wrote three words on his face and was not welcome.

Ah Man stepped forward and raised the frown of Prince Man's rumpled brow, softly, "ugly"

The very prince immediately smiled obediently, and the degree of change in attitude was astonishing.

The atmosphere of the banquet was very good. Of course, it would be better if Ning Chen was not annoying.

Fortunately, Ning Chen's cheeks are not comparable to ordinary people.

After the banquet, all the princes left, and Aman, accompanied by her maid, went back to her princess's courtyard.

Ning Chen stayed, smiled, and calmed down. The Barbarian glanced at His Royal Highness's plain clothes figure, and his expression calmed down.

No disgust, no joy, abandoning personal emotions, he is a barbarian king, and he is a wise man.

"Speak ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ what?" The barbarian said.

"I want to take a look at the tool of the kingdom of Guizhou" Ning Chen said seriously.

The Barbarian King's eyes narrowed, this requirement is not low, the tool of the town is once fundamental, how easy is it to let outsiders approach.

"Cost" Barbarian King said lightly.

Ning Chen waved his hand, the love knife flew out, the black blade, now almost restored to its original appearance, only a few black luck flow.

"Did you cut off your luck?" The barbaric king's eyes shrank.

The device of luck is the most difficult to cast in the world. Without strong background and tens of hundreds of years of preparation, it is impossible to cast it. This knife can condense luck. It is really incredible.

Nian Chen flew out and landed in front of the barbarian king. Ning Chen released her sincerity and sent the knife out first.

The barbarian took up the **** soldier in front of him, and his eyes flashed through the glory of the Dao Dao. He knew very well that there were not many opportunities like this. There are only a handful of forces in the world that possess the device of luck.