Marquis of Grand Xia

Old Man Lu's yard is very chaotic, and there are not many places under his feet, but this old man doesn't care, and it has a lot of meaning for its development.

Under Ning Chen's helplessness, he first helped the old man clean up the yard. If he goes on like this, the yard cannot live.

When he first came to this yard, he was carried by an old man, very violent, but also very warm.

In Lao Lu's eyes, there is no difference between disability and disability. His disability may be slightly stronger than the waste in the mouth of some old men.

Older Lu's shot was not too heavy, mainly because he was not recovered after being injured by the **** before. In addition, the torture in the dark hell, the body's injuries have deteriorated again and again, and it is easy to cause old injuries once he starts.

Counting from when he came to this world, the most is injured, one after another, it seems not completely better.

Fortunately, he is still alive!

Mr. Lu stood in front of the door and looked at the wheelchair under the busy young man, his brows were slightly frowned. At first, he was making a wheelchair for the first time. Apart from adding a few small organs to it, there was no such thing. long.

It is really not difficult to make wheelchairs more sensitive today.

The wheelchair is not a quick thing after all.

Ning Chen was not in a hurry. He waited for Lu to think about it. He had been packing up in the courtyard. He did n’t know how many days it would be after he left. .

Such a person as Old Man Lu, if placed in his world, is estimated to be a Frankenstein.

"come here"

After a long time, Lu Lao's brows were even worse, and he said hello.

Ning Chen turned the last piece of wood still on the corner of the mountain of rubbish, and turned the wheelchair and walked past.

Lao Lu stepped forward and pressed his hand on the wheelchair. At the next moment, a great force pressed down, and only heard a loud bang. The wheelchair was torn apart and scattered everywhere.

"Old Man Lu, you"

Ning Chen was shocked, and at this moment he pulled out his ink sword and slammed it on the ground, barely falling into the mud.

"Good response"

Mr. Lu said lightly, then stooped to pick up the two wheels on the ground, and Shi Shiran returned to the house.

"Wow"

The door was closed, and an indifferent voice came from inside, "Waiting outside, not allowed to enter the house"

The fool was willing to go in. Ning Chen murmured, then sat down on the spot and waited boredly.

Suddenly, the chest was stuffy, a drop of blood spilled from the corner of the mouth, Ning Chen held the chest with his left hand, and there was a restlessness in his heart. Although the injury could not die, it was not a way to vomit blood like this.

Turning your eyes closed to mobilize the true energy, the silver ray of light runs along the meridians again, pressing down the injury again.

In Dantian Qihai, under the first page of golden paper, the silver cyclone is growing stronger and turning slowly like a galaxy. Next, a trace of dark yellow true gas gathers, forming an independent small cyclone vaguely, and another page of golden paper floats Above the sky, I continue to receive the nourishment of True Yuan.

Since these days, the growth of his cultivation practice has been slowing down. He knows that he has reached a bottleneck period. Wudao Wupin is the first level of the day after tomorrow, and many people are stuck here.

Geniuses such as Lime, Son of God and Xia Miaoyu, who have been destroyed all the way to the peak of Jiupin, are still rare.

With the injury depressed, Ning Chen continued to practice on the spot, and Mr. Lu will not come out in a short time. Before returning to the palace, he must seize all the time to improve his strength.

He did n’t know when Xiuwei could break through the fifth grade, and the expansion of the silver cyclone gradually slowed down. Now the fastest way to increase his strength is to repair the second cyclone as soon as possible, which may be used in unexpected ways.

In the past two days, the growth rate of dark yellow cyclones has far exceeded the limit of silver cyclones, and it will be the best cultivation option if it cannot break through the fifth grade.

As the sun rises and the moon rises, the world is constantly changing, and the door has not yet opened. Ning Chenjing in the courtyard sits still, letting Hanshuang wet his clothes.

Under the moonlight, a huge dark yellow vortex formed in the courtyard, swallowing the aura between heaven and earth with Ning Chen as the center.

There are no bottlenecks between the realms, the dark yellow cyclones expand all the way, and there is a tendency to resist the courtesy of the silver cyclones in a short time.

However, such growth is still flawed after all, lacking the baptism of the realm, the dark yellow cyclone seems to be inferior in quality and quantity, and it is always difficult to achieve the vast sense of oppression as the silver cyclone.

At this moment, the door of the room opened, and Old Lu came out with a tired face, but the old eyes were as bright as the starlight.

Ning Chen opened his eyes, converged his breath, and quietly looked at the old man in front of him.

"Boy, why do martial arts work?" Lu Lao asked.

"Fight" Ning Chen said honestly.

"What about the sword in your hand"

"kill"

"If the person you are going to kill or the person who is going to kill you have troubles?"

"Off my fart"

Lao Lu smiled and appreciated, "I like your character, shameless."

"Thank you for the praise" Ning Chen accepted frankly.

"The wheelchair is ready, don't thank me"

"You think too much"

Ning Chen looked at the new black wheelchair next to the old man who landed, and a dazzling light burst out in his eyes. He immediately flicked the ground with his right hand, and his body suddenly flew up and landed on the wheelchair.

At the next moment, the wheelchair turned a thousand times, and a stream of light was drawn in the courtyard. Ning Chen stopped suddenly and looked at Lu Lao in front of him, saying, "Old Man Lu, passed the trick"

Mr. Lu laughed and replied readily, "You are looking for abuse yourself"

"Bang"

Lu Lao's figure flickered, and his right palm broke through the air. Even if he suppressed the Seven Successes, it was still unstoppable and a powerful mess.

Ning Chen quickly retreated, avoiding the sharp edge, and after seven steps, his left hand was condensed with his fingers, deceived, and he pointed to the cave of the right shoulder of the old man.

Lu Lao turned sideways, avoiding the move, however, Ning Chen was faster, and with his right hand, he pulled out the ink sword.

"sinister!"

Lao Lu exclaimed, his whole body's breath dared not be suppressed anymore, it burst out, and the shocking prestige broke out, flying Ning Chen Zhen out.

"Thorn la la"

Ning Chen's ink sword was inserted on the ground at once, and he drew two feet away before stopping.

"Old man Lu, do you want to shame"

Ning Chen asked with an angry look.

"Oh, missed, missed"

Lu Lao's face was rare, and it was a bit disgraceful for a younger man to think of cultivation as a pressure, but this kid's move is indeed a bit strange. Although it is not very fast, the angle and timing are really tricky.

He still remembers that when Ning Chen first came to the academy, his legs were broken, and martial arts was just a rookie who had just acquired the second grade. Apart from his character, he had nothing to do with it.

Only a few months ago, the little rookie had made such great progress.

It seems that human potential is forced out. Although talent and disability will become obstacles, it is not an absolute factor.

"Lao Lu, I'm gone, goodbye"

Ning Chen really didn't want to see the angry face of Old Man Lu again, waved his hand and turned the wheelchair to leave.

"Don't see," said Elder Lu impatiently.

"I'll bring you some royal wine in the palace next time"

In the night, Ning Chen's figure slowly went away, and it was about to disappear in front of him.

Mr. Lu's face changed smoothly, his tone changed, and he shouted loudly, "Boy, welcome to come again"

Ning Chen waved his hand without looking back, and gradually disappeared into the night.

Lu Lao sighed with regret, and immediately turned back to the house. He didn't do anything tonight and went to sleep.

Ning Chen returned to the academy, and the little white horse had returned from the Master. He met each other one by one, and felt close for a while.

Xiao Baima put his face together and was about to express his happiness, but was pushed away by Ning Chen, "While going, brother is going to sleep, you are free to yourself"

With a clatter, Ning Chen closed the door, leaving Xiaobaima alone in the courtyard, and did not understand how it caused this strange master.

One night without words, the next day, Ning Chen went out early in the morning, even the little white horse still asleep did not wake up.

He was going to see the dean, nothing else, just to thank him.

The residence in the courtyard is not a secret, everyone in the world knows it.

Outside a small forest in the academy, an ordinary house was quietly seated there, and there was so much snow outside, but the hut was very quiet and dry, and there was no snow.

Ning Chen came to the hut and respectfully said, "President, Ning Chen seeks advice"

A squeak, with a soft bang, the door opened. In front of me was an old man dressed in coarse clothes. He looked ordinary, and looked no different from an ordinary old man on the street.

However, this is one of the strongest five people in the world, the dean of Tiancang Academy.

"Ok"

The dean nodded his head. He was no stranger to the teenager in front of him. When the empress did not ask for help in this life, he finally broke the rule because of the teenager in front of him.

"I'm here to thank you and say goodbye," Ning Chen said.

"Why do you want to leave?" The Dean asked calmly.

"Back to the Palace"

"What's the matter?"

Ning Chen was silent and did not answer.

The dean frowned, and asked aggressively, "You don't trust me"

Ning Chen was silent again, it was an answer.

Life-saving grace and trust are two different things. There are few people he can trust in this world, and there will be no change because the dean saved him.

"You go"

Dean shook his sleeves, UU read books www. uukanshu.com turned and entered the house.

"Xie Dean"

Ning Chen bowed to the ceremony and immediately turned away.

The meeting between them was just a few breathing efforts from beginning to end. The dean was very busy, and Ning Chen was also not idle, so neither of them was willing to talk nonsense.

After all, the two are not very familiar.

One is entrusted by others, and the other is involuntary. In fact, there is no need for familiarity.

In this world, how can there be so many encounters, respect for the elderly and children.

The gap in strength is always the biggest barrier between people.

Dean is congenital, he is acquired, the difference between the day, the difference between the world and the world.

Ning Chen is not a mediocre, so he will not do mediocre things.

The little white horse in the courtyard is still sleeping. Ning Chen was in the middle of the courtyard until the little white horse woke up. He had something to tell the little white horse. He felt ashamed in his heart and had to brew a little.

After more than half an hour, the little white horse woke up leisurely, and saw the evil master standing in front of him, his body agitated, scared of sleeplessness.

"I'm leaving"

Ning Chen brewed for a long time and decided to speak directly.

"Huh"

Little White Horse got up and was ready to follow along.

"I'm going to go alone"

Ning Chen stared at the little white horse and said calmly.

"Huh, Huh!" Little white horse's eyes showed a panic, and there was a rapid sound in his throat. It didn't know what it had done wrong.

"It's not your fault, it's my gossip, but I still have to go"

Ning Chen squeezed intolerance in his heart and sighed softly. There are too many dangers to go. Whether he can come back or two. He can't let Xiaobaima take risks.

"Woo ..." Xiaobaima leaned down and begged mournfully, tears of prayer looming in her big eyes.

"Eh"

With a quiet sigh, Ning Chen left with stern heart, but he never looked back ...