Marquis of Grand Xia

Jiange, the cold moon westward, gradually passed in the night. When the eastern sky was on, the small gourd flew out of the room, and the small face was exhausted.

"Xian Chang" little gourd aggrieved.

"Take a break," Ning Chen whispered.

"Ok"

The little gourd responded lightly, flew to the former's shoulder, hugged a strand of hair, and began to sleep.

Ning Chen waved his hand, Huang Quan opened the ban and concealed the small gourd.

At this moment, not far away, the door of the room was pushed away with a creak, Lin Yuzhen walked out, with a crown of hair, a beautiful face, and a heroic appearance.

"Thank you Brother Ning" Lin Yuzhen smiled.

"Your Highness is polite, let's go, we should go to the sword tower," Ning Chen said softly.

"Ok"

Lin Yuzhen nodded and left.

To the northwest of Jiange, in a barren land, a majestic giant tower sits, and people walk to the front, as small as ants, which makes people feel a sense of powerlessness.

As the sun rises to the east, under the sword tower, a huge stone gate rumbles open. The true appearance of the sword tower reveals that before the world, the powerful and unusual sword pressure swept out and rolled up hundreds of feet of dust.

Outside the tower, a strong man from a sword from various domains showed a strange color, and he sighed in his heart, how many magic weapons in this sword tower would have such a powerful sword pressure, it is said that the sword pavilion also has a town pavilion artifact Also in this sword tower, I don't know if I can be lucky enough to see it today.

Everyone entered the tower. In the tower, the pearls of the night illuminated the entire space of the sword tower. On the tower, each of the empty platforms carved out of each displayed a divine soldier, hundreds of them, dazzling people.

The tens of thousands of years of sword pavilion's treasures are all here. At present, before the people are revealed, the venerable swordsmen of each domain are deeply shocked.

"Everyone, you can choose these magical soldiers at will, you are welcome"

During the speech, Mei Wuhen stepped forward, with a smile on her beautiful face.

Everyone heard the words and nodded their thanks, and immediately everyone was separated to find their favorite soldier.

"Your Highness, don't you pick one?"

Mei Wuhen looked at the figure of Qing Jun in front and said.

"Thanks to the courtier for his good intentions, this king already has Fengming sword, no need to choose other weapons"

Lin Yuzhen smiled and said.

Mei Wuhen nodded, without further persuasion, looked at the young man in red next to the former, and said, "Ning Gongzi, your sword is not here, come with me."

Ning Chen nodded and stepped up.

Aside, Lin Yuzhen also turned around and followed, looking at the main pavilion of the sword pavilion ahead, flashing a touch of color.

The third pavilion master kept them careful. At first, she thought it was because of the second pavilion master. However, after an incident that happened these days, she gradually felt that the second pavilion master of the sword pavilion did not seem to be on the surface. It seemed so cold and ruthless, but the big patriarch who had always shown his smile was more and more incomprehensible.

There are many things happening in the sword pavilion, the sword pavilion master cannot know everything, however, the latter has never made any statement, which is really strange.

Between thoughts, the three of them went to the seventh floor of the sword tower together. The moment the door opened, they felt an unbearable heat wave striking, making it difficult for people to move forward.

In front, in front of the casting sword platform, a woman in a white dress stood still, unconsciously, standing for the whole night, feeling that someone came and looked back.

"Three sisters, what's the matter?" Mei Wuhen stepped forward and smiled.

"The Star Soul Sword is rare in quality. However, because this sword is not new soon, as long as the sword marks are repaired, it is this blue sword. Although the material is ordinary, it has been following Ning Gongzi for a long time, the sword has been raised for too long Already spiritual, this time damaged, it is difficult to repair.

Mei Wuhen squinted slightly, and said, "Master Ning, can you ask each other, with your strength and the texture of these two swords, how could you be hit by this?"

"Due to the fight against the sky-tribulation"

Ning Chen didn't hide it and told the truth.

"No wonder"

Mei Wuhen nodded his head, although there are many weapons in the world, but the most important thing is the person who uses the sword. This ninth son of Momen has amazing strength and can destroy his sword.

The words fell flat, the back rumbling again, the stone door opened, and a shadow of a purple dress walked out, her face was beautiful and beautiful, but the look was cold and without emotion.

"Second Sister"

Jing Wu flawless face exposed surprised, whispered.

Seeing the person coming, Mei Wuzhen's eyes flashed a different color and said, "The second sister is hurt, why don't you take a good rest in Shuiyuedian"

"I'm fine"

Shui Wuyue responded calmly, and walked to the sword casting platform, watching the two soldiers in the flame. After a while, his right hand waved and took one of them out.

"This sword, I can't make it up"

With a loud bang, the sword edge entered the ground, and the four poles' original breath circulated and swallowed each other.

Seeing this, Ning Chen frowned slightly.

"Two sisters, don't be rude" Mei Wuhen's expression condensed and yelled softly.

"Sister Mingjian, Wujian Pavilion has always only promised the chief of the Promise Banquet on the sword as a condition. Even if the sword is repaired, it can only be repaired. Otherwise, if he brings more swords, shouldn't it be for him to always repair him "Shui Wuyue said lightly.

Mei Wuhen's eyes chilled slightly and said, "The rules are dead, people are alive, and Ning Gongzi is a distinguished guest of Wujian Pavilion, how can he generalize"

In front of the Jianjiantai, Jing Wuxie watched the two arguing, flashing anxious colors in their eyes, and the red eyes of the young men in the eyes swept aside, immediately recovered, and said, "Ning Gongzi, my second sister has always been Do n’t be surprised at this temper. ”

Ning Chen shook his head. After a moment of meditation, he raised his hand and pulled out the natal sword on the ground, calmly saying, "What the Second Pavilion Lord said also makes sense. The rules are the rules. How can it be changed by the next person, I will know this sword Anyway, I can ask Jiange to help me fix Star Soul. "

Hearing the former's words, a glimmer of unsearchable glory flashed in the depths of Shui Wuyue's eyes and said nothing more.

Mei Wuhen frowned slightly and said, "Ning Gongzi, you don't need to care about what the second sister said, just make up a sword. It's not difficult for Wujian Pavilion."

Ning Chen smiled and responded, "Thank you for the kindness of the Patriarch, I really don't need it anymore. It's useless to repair the texture of this sword, as long as the Pavilion can help repair the Star Soul Sword under it, it will be very grateful.

Seeing that the former's idea had been decided, Mei Wuhen suppressed the displeasure in his heart, no longer persuaded, nodded, and said, "Since that is the case, then let the son's wishes, no time, how long does it take to repair this star soul sword? "

"Three Days"

Net flawless response.

Mei Wuhen nodded his head and looked at the man next to him, saying, "Ning Gongzi, three days later, come here to get a sword."

"Thank you"

Ning Chen politely responded, "The three patriarchs, since there is nothing about me and King Qi here, we will leave first. Three days later, we will definitely come to take the sword as scheduled."

"Two, please walk slowly" Mei Wuhen smiled.

Ning Chen glanced at Shui Wuyue, not far away, and left no more, and turned away.

Lin Yuzhen followed up, her eyes were full of staring, which was too wrong.

The two left, and the seventh floor of the stone door rumbling closed, covering all the ugliness.

In front of the sword platform, the smile on Mei Wuhen's face gradually disappeared, replaced by boundless coldness and gloom.

"Snapped"

Stepping forward, Mei Wuhen raised his hand and slapped it **** the face of the person in front of him. Suddenly, the blood overflowed and dyed red and purple clothes.

"Shui Wuyue, I think you have forgotten your identity," Mei Wuhen said coldly.

"Second Sister"

Aside, Jing Wuxia was shocked, and hurried forward to support the woman, her eyes showing anxious, and said, "Sister, the second sister is not intentional, you will spare the second sister this time."

"Little girl, you give up"

Shui Wuyue gently pushed away the people around him, looking forward, with an indifferent look, "Sister, I do n’t know what the second sister did wrong, which made the sister unhappy."

"I gave you the task of retrieving the Fengming Sword. How did you do it, could you not even get a Lin Yuzhen?" Mei Wuhen said coldly.

"Big Sister Mingjian"

Shui Wuyue responded faintly, saying, "The strength of King Qi is well known in the world. Although the second sister is not afraid, it is not easy to defeat this person and retake the Fengming sword. Zi has always been by his side, it is difficult for me to find opportunities "

"is it?"

Mei Wuhen's expression was even colder and said, "Don't think that what happened in the sword territory I don't know. In addition, yesterday's battle with the ninth son of Momen, you were defeated and injured, why do you know clearly in your heart, water has no moon, I do n’t care if you are really hurt or fake, within three days, you must take a shot to retake the Fengming Sword, otherwise, do n’t blame me for turning ruthlessly ”

"Sister"

Jing Wu flawlessly said anxiously, "The second sister's injury is not light. How can you recapture the Fengming sword from the king of Qi and the ninth son of Momen within three days, please allow some more time"

"Grace?"

Mei Wuhen sneered, and said nothing in her eyes. "Originally, she had enough time, but she gave up. Shui Wuyue, she said all this, and three days later, I want to let me down again."

After talking, Mei Wuhen turned around and left. After a while, he disappeared.

Jing Wuxia went up and supported the injured woman in purple clothes, tears lingering in her eyes, "Second sister, why are you?"

"Blessing is not a curse, a curse cannot escape"

Tiredness flashed through the eyes of Shui Wuyue, Dao ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The sword cannot be repaired, the sword of fate can only be repaired by yourself, otherwise, once the external force intervenes, the human sword co-creates, you have the opportunity to tell that Son Ning, raising swords with blood, a sword of Japanese life will eventually recover, maybe it will take a long time, but this is the only way. "

"I will tell him, second sister, your injury is not light, I will take you back to rest first"

During the speech, Jing Wuli supported the former and walked towards the door step by step.

On the first floor of the sword tower, the Venerable Swordsmen from various domains were still selecting their favorite magical soldiers. At this time, Ning Chen and Lin Yuzhen walked down without stopping, and walked directly outside the tower.

"Brother Ning, do you feel strange?" Outside the tower, Lin Yuzhen whispered.

"Ok"

Ning Chen nodded, flashing in his eyes, and said, "The second pavilion leader is a bit wrong, but what is even more wrong is the big pavilion leader. Lord "

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