Marquis of Grand Xia

In front of the Xiaoyue Building, Ning Chen and Qi Wang set off, and the landlord Xiaoyue came out to give them away.

"The landlord does not need to send more, there will be a period later" Lin Yuzhen clenched his fists, politely said.

"Be careful along the way," the landlord Xiaoyue reminded.

The two nodded and turned away without saying anything.

In the rear, next to the main building of Xiaoyue, the red luan in a red dress looked at the two backs away, and his eyes slightly dimmed. This time, I don't know when we can meet again.

"Red Luan, it's time to put down," Xiaoyue landlord calmly said.

"I understand" the red luan replied sadly.

Xiaoyue landlord nodded, no longer forced, emotional matters, the most involuntary, red luan needs to walk out.

Knowing destiny, never a good love, this relationship is destined to have no results.

The starry sky, the streamer traversed, flickered, a blue sky boat hurried forward, rushed towards the other side of the starry sky.

The sword pavilion came out and invited the world's powerful people to discuss the sword, and the infinite feast on the sword reproduced the world.

Vientiane Star Field, an ancient star field that has been gradually forgotten by the world for thousands of years, and now, streamers pass by one after another, galloping towards the depths of the star field.

The sword pavilion, the head of the four major martial arts pavilions, is comparable to the pinnacle of the ancient palace and the ancient palace in ancient times.

In front of the Vientiane Star Field, the sky boat came into the sky. On the sky boat, Ning Chen and Qi Wang stood side by side, looking at the ancient star field in front, and their expressions were dignified.

Further on, it is the boundary of the Vientiane Star Territory, which means that it is not far from the Jiange.

"Go, time is coming," Ning Chen said.

"Yep"

Lin Yuzhen responded lightly, and sailed out of the sky boat, taking the two of them into a touch of blue light.

In the depths of the Vientiane Star Field, a continental wandering star space, the land center, and the towering sword pavilion sit on it, towering into the cloud, the majestic momentum makes people shocked.

The Promise feast on the sword is approaching. On the mainland, streams of light flash from time to time, and the sword will stand, and a strong man with a sword post will gather in the sword pavilion to discuss the prosperity of the sword.

Ancient Laiwen has no first, Wuwu has second, and the accomplishments on the sword are equally high and low, and the infinite feast is a good chance to prove it.

The swordsman talks about the sword, the inferior sees the sword on the sword.

Tian Zhou appeared and descended from the sky, the two went down and walked towards the front of the sword pavilion.

"Please show sword post"

Before the sword pavilion, a maidservant with a sword said.

Ning Chen and Lin Yuzhen took out their swords and handed them over.

The maidservant saw the sword post, respectfully saluted, and gave way, politely, "Two distinguished guests, please come in"

Ning Chen and Lin Yuzhen nodded and walked towards the inside of the sword pavilion.

Inside the sword pavilion, there is no sacred ground of heaven, spring waters, and rockery, and the beautiful scenery like the back garden of the palace is dazzling.

The maid who came to lead the way took the two around and listened in front of the two beautiful rooms.

"Two distinguished guests, this is your temporary resting place. Tomorrow morning, the slave-servant will take two to meet the three patriarchs," the maidservant respectfully said.

"Thank you"

Lin Yuzhen nodded and thanked.

The maidservant once again salutes, without saying much, turns away.

Aside, Ning Chen glanced around, and immediately withdrew his gaze, looking at the people around him, and said, "This sword pavilion's prohibition and formation are not simple, but it actually conceals all strong men's breath"

"Jiange is the head of the Four Pavilions, and its strength is very extraordinary, especially in the sword and formation skills, it is unmatched in the world," Lin Yuzhen said in response.

"His Royal Highness seems to know quite a bit about Jiang Ge," Ning Chen was surprised.

Lin Yuzhen nodded, looked at the Fengming sword in his hand, and exclaimed, "Beiqi's Fengming sword is actually from the sword pavilion. When the first emperor of Beiqi fell in love with a pavilion master in the sword pavilion, when the emperor settled the world, then The master of the sword pavilion gave away his sword as a bond between the two, but unfortunately, in the end, the two failed to come together due to various changes. The master of the sword pavilion left a child. Departed, and the first emperor of my Beiqi has never been resigned as a concubine, and walked through his life with remorse. "

Ning Chen heard the words, a flash of strange color flashed in his eyes, it turned out that there was such a source between Jiange and Beiqi Dynasty.

"Fengming Jian is not an ordinary thing, has Jiangge never sent someone to get it back?" Ning Chen asked.

"Had"

Lin Yuzhen bowed his head and said, "I heard that soon after the death of the first emperor in Beiqi, Jiange sent people to return to Fengmingjian. However, Beiqi's spring and autumn was prosperous, and its strength was not more than that of the top inheritance. Dare to be too forced, if you ca n’t get it, you give up temporarily ”

"It turns out so"

Ning Chen knew in his heart that it was not unreasonable for the Beiqi dynasty to confront the Ji family for so many years. This generation has a stunningly beautiful king who no one dares to despise. Before this, Beiqi must have other strong. The existence of the survivors continued to this day.

"Brother Ning, there will be many powerful players on the sword at this Wuxi Banquet. In the same way, the swords in the hands of these swordsmen will also become the highlight of the sword. Ning ’s two fairy swords and the king ’s hands Fengming is a very troublesome thing, and it is likely to bring others to covet, so this feast, eight to nine will not be too calm, "Lin Yuzhen reminded.

"I know"

Ning Chen nodded his head gently and looked at the distant Zhongzhong Pavilion, his eyes condensed, and he came to repair the Star Soul and the Sword of Life, not wanting to make trouble, hoping that this trip would be calm and peaceful.

Deep in the sword pavilion, in the pavilion of the pavilion, a woman in a white palace sits on the left side of the main seat, and below, a sword attendant walks, respectfully saluting, saying, "The three patriarchs of Qiqi, the ninth son of Qi Men The king is here "

"Oh? He's finally here too"

The woman in the palace dress heard that the face covered by the light gauze revealed a different color. If the ninth son of the Momen did not come, this time the Wuji banquet on the sword would lose a lot of style.

"Is the third protector of the magic machine and the demon gate coming?" The woman in palace dress returned to God and asked.

"No"

The sword attendant shook his head and said respectfully.

The woman in palace dress nodded slightly, and said, "I know, you go down first. If something happens, you will immediately report back."

"Yes"

The sword attendant performed a salute again and got up and retreated.

"Shenji, Moon Weaver Girl, are you still there?"

The woman in palace dress got up ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Looking at the scenery outside the temple, the beautiful eyes flashed by.

"Three sisters, is King Qi coming?"

Just then, in the hall, a cold voice sounded and asked.

"coming"

The woman in palace dress responded softly.

"It's good to come, Fengmingjian has been outside for a long time, it's time to take it back," the cold voice sounded again.

"Second Sister"

The woman in palace dress sighed and said, "Feng Mingjian was originally sent by the patriarch. According to the truth, it is no longer the thing of my sword pavilion. It is inappropriate to ask for it back."

"Nothing wrong"

In the voice, the void scrolled, and an illusory figure appeared, saying, "It was the emperor Beiqi who took over the ancestor. Feng Mingjian should have returned it. Wujian Pavilion has been forgiving for so many years, enough to be tolerant."