Marquis of Grand Xia

    In the morning, the sun was shining, and the blade and sword collided in the open space in front of Tribe, attracting most people to watch.

    In the field, the people who tested were Ning Chen and Mingcheng.

    Black Ink Sword danced in the sun, blocking every angle of the scimitar, Ning Chen suppressed his Merit Body to the same Acquired Sixth Rank as Mingcheng, but still has an overwhelming advantage.

    Prince Yan is also watching. I am not surprised at this result. Ning Chen has not spent much time in the study martial arts, but the number of battles is not less than anyone, and the opponents are mostly cultivation bases far higher than him. As far as combat experience is concerned, it is already very rich.

    The Martial Dao ratio is nothing more than the cultivation base, Foundation, and moves. In addition, experience is the most decisive factor.

    "咔"

    During the battle, the accident suddenly occurred, and the blade and sword once again touched the moment, only heard a crackling sound. The next moment, the wheelchair under Ning Chen slammed and shattered.

    In the sudden situation, Ning Chen frowned, Black Ink Sword slammed, his right hand turned, and his body flew up.

    At the moment, the scimitar came face to face, cold as the moon, as fast as lightning.

    In the face of avoiding the blade light, Ning Chen squinted with his left hand, slamming the scimitar with a slamming slam, and dragging the force into the invisible, immediately releasing the blade, pointing the sword and pointing to Mingcheng's shoulder.

    Fingering through the body, hiding nine dew, Ning Chen succeeded in attacking, did not continue to attack, the right hand shot Black Ink Sword hilt, the body suddenly withdrew from the battle.

    At the same time, Prince Yan waved a hand and a chair flew out of the tent, just in the place where Ning Chen landed.

    This hand is so casual, no one even noticed, no one would think that this young man who is not a bit of Martial Dao Aura would be one of the most terrible Innate Experts in the world.

    In the field, the machete in the hands of Mingcheng did not know when it had fallen to the ground. The numbness on the shoulders did not linger for a long time, and even the lift could not be lifted.

    "Ning Brother is a good sword, and it is not as good as it is." Mingcheng is not a stingy person. If he loses, he loses, and his left hand gradually bends his knife, and he recognizes the right way.

    “Pei Brother is polite” Ning Chen sat in the chair, grabbed it, and Black Ink Sword and the scabbard flew back, and immediately slammed, Black Ink Sword into the sheath and inserted into the ground.

    "Viewing Pei Brother Blade Technique, although it is as fierce as electricity, it always looks like a lot of moves, not like the orthodox martial arts." Ning Chen pretends to frown, not frowning.

    "Impossible, the Qing Family Blade Technique is the most orthodox martial arts of Northern Mongols. How can it be a viewing move?" Indeed, Mingcheng was fooled and immediately denied it.

    Eh…

    At this moment, Ning Chen and Prince Yan are both sighed and too tender.

    "Under the loss, but the art is not refined, Ning Brother will not smash the Qing Family Blade Technique." Mingcheng did not know the fraud, continue to look serious.

    “Pei Brother is no wonder, the younger brother is rude!”Ning Chen said with a sigh of relief that the attitude is correct and can no longer be corrected.

    Seeing Ning Chen's apology is sincere, Mingcheng's face is so beautiful, no longer care about the former's rude words.

    After the rack was finished, the excitement was also finished. The crowd applauded and then dispersed, each time back to each family and each worked.

    "Ah Hu, don't forget my wheelchair." Ning Chen couldn't move. He could only sit in a chair and go to Ah Hu, who was far away.

    "Knowing" Ah Hu also yelled back in a loud voice.

    Throughout the morning, Ning Chen was sitting in the open space outside, and couldn't go anywhere. The beautiful grassland scenery directly saw spit.

    "Would you like to get up and walk?"I don't know when, Prince Yan came over, indifferently says.

    "No, you are busy with you," Ning Chen refused without hesitation.

    "Then you continue," Prince Yan turned and walked toward the tent.

    "Senior, what did you say to Miss that yesterday?"Ning Chen’s heart is in a difficult fire, and he can’t help but shout at the back of the former.

    When he returned the account last night, he happened to meet Pei Yan both eyes and let him go out of his way. He was very curious and always thought of midnight and almost insomnia.

    "This King didn't say a word," Prince Yan replied without looking back.

    Ning Chen, then can't help but burst out a word, rely on!

    No wonder Miss missed almost crying. He had thought about leaving Space to two people. Why did Senior come to a disappointment, and then refused to do so.

    Yesterday, he knew through the mouth of Ah Hu that the Pei Yan Miss is not the same. Grandpa is the leader of Pei Tribe, which is the total handle of this belt.

    He was a good impression of the Miss. He was a little weak and looked a bit sentimental, but it was always a good Miss.

    This gentle woman is more like the Central Plains, not the Miss on the grass.

    He also heard that the Pei Yan Miss is very proficient in calligraphy and painting, and he likes the Grand Xia's culture.

    He also heard that the Pei Yan Miss had a heartache, and Lin Yiyu, a whole prairie version.

    He also heard that the mother of Pei Yan Miss died of a distressed illness after she gave birth to Pei Yan.

    He also heard that the Pei Yan Miss is likely to live twenty-five years old, and more than one doctor said so.

    Ning Chen felt more and more uneasy in his heart. Yesterday afternoon, he spent all his hard work collecting intelligence outside, and he was stunned. He couldn’t wait to find out Pei Yan’s birthday. He’s good, but he’s drinking in the tent. Half a day tea.

    Just then, the voice of a little girl rang on the grassland, and the tone was anxious, which immediately caught the attention of many people.

    "Missing fainted"

    The voice just fell, not far from the white bearded old man in the tent immediately went out, looking gloomy, and quickly walked towards Pei Yan's tent.

    Then there was Mingcheng, the doctor on the grassland, and so on.

    Ning Chen head Hard thinking, distressed disease, in his world should be heart disease, and this miss or innate, cured may really can be ignored.

    Water Chestnut Crystalline Flower has a miraculous effect on heart arteries, but unfortunately, he is gone.

    As for, if he has Water Chestnut Crystalline Flower, he will not come out, only God knows.

    There is no assumption in this world, so this Miss is estimated to be dead.

    Although cruel, this is the reality.

    Pei Yan's account, the doctor is consulting for his pulse, the look is more and more dignified, showing that the situation is very pessimistic.

    "What happened to Yan'er?" white bearded old man asked in a hurry.

    "Clan Head, old man has done his best." The doctor whispered a sigh, continued, "The lady's body was already very weak, before the old man proposed for Miss Joyous, is to see if there is a miracle, now there is no such necessity."

    "How can I" hear the words, white bearded old man, his face is awkward, his face is white, Yan'er has not yet married, how can he go so far.

    "Chong Xi, right, rushing!"

    At this time, white bearded old man has only this thought in his mind, and he can't control so much mess, directly set God, order the road, "coming people"

    "In" several men walked in.

    "Go take the lady's wedding dress, let the lady get married tonight, and, look after the two people."

    "Yes" several men took the lead and left.

    Aside, Mingcheng’s face showed a worries and he said, “Clan Head, isn’t it wrong? The young boy named Ning Fan is very strong, or don’t offend.”

    "It's not so much, Yan'er's thing is the most important" white bearded old man.

    What happened in the account, Ning Chen outside the account did not know at all, at this moment, still waiting for his wheelchair to do well.

    From the east, to the south, to the west, Ning Chen sat there, and when it was going to be boring to madness, I suddenly found the atmosphere in Tribe gradually different.

    The girls on the grasslands are constantly coming over and walking, holding all kinds of things in their hands, and even red candles, red papers, etc. that are only used at festivals and weddings.

    Ning Chen didn't take it seriously. Later, I felt that it was wrong. One thought flashed and I couldn't help but open my mouth.

    Forced marriage, won't you?

    Things are getting too big, Ning Chen has some headaches, Grand Xia's Prince Yan is forced to get married, who will say this?

    "Ning Xiao brother, your wheelchair is ready"

    Just when Ning Chen had a headache, I suddenly heard Ah Hu’s big door coming from afar. I couldn’t help but be overjoyed. I can hurry up the road.

    However, when he saw the wheelchair, he almost didn't cry. He was wrong. He shouldn't believe that Zhang Fei would embroider.

    Which is the wheelchair? This is clearly a wheeled chair.

    "Ah Hu, thank you!"Ning Chen gratefully thanked him.

    "Ning Xiao brother is too polite" Ah Hu is a thick line, very happy to accept the former's gratitude.

    Ning Chen sat up and felt that it wouldn't fall apart in a short time. It was a little relieved and it would be a good idea to buy another one at Royal Capital in Northern Mongolian Royal Court.

    "Ah Hu big brother, what are they doing?" Ning Chen pointed to the grassland girls who were busy coming, and whispered.

    Ah Hu squatted around, and immediately lowered his head and said, "I tell you, don't tell me what I said."

    "Must be" Ning Chen's head is similar to the chicken glutinous rice.

    "I heard my mother-in-law say that Miss Pei Yan is seriously ill, Clan Head is going to greet Miss tonight," Ah Hu whispered.

    "Rely, really fake, don't fool me" Ning Chen deliberately surprised.

    "Is this still fake? It’s true that Ah Hu patted his chest and swears.

    "Ah Hu, brother, go back first, I will not say what you said," Ning Chen said with gratitude.

    Ah Hu was satisfied, Ning Chen immediately turned the wheelchair to the account where Prince Yan was, and came in the first sentence, "Senior, Ah Hu said that you are forced to get married, we can't run"

    In the account, Prince Yan glanced at Ning Chen faintly. "This is the solution you think of for a day?"

    Ning Chen is a little embarrassed, but in a blink of an eye, it’s not right, he’s a fart, it’s not what he got.

    "Come on, wrap the tents, don't let them run."

    At this time, the outside of the grassland man's unique rough door, immediately, the rapid footsteps came, listening to how there are hundreds of people.

    "Well, it’s too late to run now." Ning Chen sighed helplessly, and his heart was very upset. He had to fight all day long.

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