Marquis of Grand Xia

    In front of Ning Chen, the woman's face was distorted, her body struggled violently, but she was caught in her throat and couldn't say a word.

    The broken arm is bloody and stunned.

    At this moment, a sigh of Buddha sounded, "Benefactor," where it is possible to let people off, please stop."

    The sudden voice attracted everyone's eyes and looked around. I saw a cloth Monk appearing in front of the door, face young, full of compassion, and walked slowly.

    WhyNing Chen turned his head and asked a little.

    "God has a good life, but also hope that the son can be compassionate." Cloth Monk stopped and walked.

    "There is a good life in heaven, that is the thing of heaven, shut me down."

    When the words fell, Ning Chen grabbed the woman's other arm, smashed it, and the blood rushed again.

    "She slaps Ming Yue, I waste her hands, fair and just, what can God say!"

    Cold eyes, ruthless words, irritating people in the place, Ning Chen's face is cold and terrible, people can not help but chill.

    "Amitabha, Benefactor, you are too murderous, you will be enchanted, and the impoverished can no longer let you be in trouble."

    Chanting names of buddha, the Buddha also angered, cloth Monk body move, explore the trick, suddenly hurricane, forced to come.

    When

    Black Ink Sword unsheathed, before the Buddha Palm, Ning Chen's eyes condensed, slowly, "Vajra Indestructible Body"

    Fleshly Body 撼sword glow, the cloth Monk Buddha Palm is not hurt, it is as strong as steel.

    "You are a disciple of Dueh Temple." Ning Chen's face sank, his luck was good, and he met a strongest Innate successor.

    How did the man who broke the temple appear here?

    "The poor Wu Jue, today is going to rid the world"

    Wu Jue moves, the sound of the Vatican begins, and the golden buddhist light is as bright as the holy.

    "Buddha's Holy Spirit, such as the photo of Heavenly Light"

    "silly"

    Ning Chen snorted, Black Ink Sword condensed cream, and a sword stabbed the former.

    "When" Wu Jue frowned and lifted the black Ink Sword, the Buddhist Gate was interrupted.

    Ning Chen's sword revolves, and the move does not leave Wu Jue's eyes. For a time, the latter is forced to retreat.

    "The sinister evil, the madness does not change, Wu Jue can tolerate you"

    The voices of the Buddha, the Buddha eyes closed, the golden light, and the sacred Buddha Idol appeared in the sky, it was the Buddha's trick of the past.

    Ning Chen is condensed, the sword is cold, the snow is stirring, and the Merit Body is lifted to Peak.

    "Boom" double-touch, Jin Guang Yao Shi, but see the ink brilliance broke through the golden light, directly stabbed Wu Jue right eye.

    The closed eyes couldn't be penetrated, Ning Chen turned the right palm, loosened the sword in his hand, and immediately pushed the palm to the end of Black Ink Sword.

    "Beep", Buddha retreats, above the eyelids, a drop of red blood quietly squats.

    The Golden Body has been broken, and the silver sword qi came in momentarily. Wu Jue trembled and smudged.

    "Buddha of justice, where is your Buddha at the moment?" Ning Chen flew the former, coldly says.

    Enlightenment retired a dozen steps, a blood vomited, and after a moment, the attitude faded.

    Demon's mercy, Buddha is difficult, is the biggest irony of Buddha, the Buddha of this life, where has been repaired.

    Hey, Black Ink Sword came to the fore, and Ning Chen glanced at the person around him, leaving a silver in the treasurer, and even pulling Small Ming Yue upstairs.

    When the door slammed, the door closed, and Ning Chen had a squat at the foot, and the blood in his mouth overflowed.

    “What happened to you?” Ming Yue was shocked and hurriedly helped the former, anxiously.

    "Nothing" Ning Chen barely smiled, the powerful Buddha Gate holy move, the great Vajra Indestructible Body, if this little Monk battle experience is not enough, whoever wins today is unpredictable.

    Dueh Temple's Bald Donkeys is not a good deal, no wonder Grand Xia's a Military Marquis should always be there.

    Ning Chen eyes closed adjusted for a moment, forcibly pressed down the injury, for a long time, slowly opened his eyes.

    In front of him, Small Ming Yue still has concerns in her eyes. The palm print on her face is becoming more and more obvious. Ning Chen flashed a slap in her heart. He said that she wants to protect her, but she has suffered such a big grievance.

    "Is it still hurting?" Ning Chen carefully caressed the little girl's delicate face and softened her voice.

    “No pain,” Ming Yue shook his head and replied.

    “Let you be wronged,” Ning Chen apologized.

    “Nothing” Ming Yue bit his lip and endured tears.

    Ning Chen gently put the little girl in her arms and firmly promised, "No more next time!"

    "En" Ming Yue finally couldn't help but shed tears.

    Once Emperor, but was humiliated here, the little girl has endured for a long time.

    Ning Chen sighed, and the abnormality in his heart was not a taste.

    "I almost forgot, your fish." Ning Chen took out the grilled fish from his arms. He just squatted in his arms, but fortunately it was not cool.

    Ming Yue got up from the former, broke into laughter, took the grilled fish that had been flat, and ate it with cherished taste.

    Ning Chen pulled the little girl to bed, let it sit on the bed, himself under the body, immediately scroll of life running, Silver Ray along the left hand small Ming Yue face on the palm of India.

    Ming Yue only felt the face cool, and the pain of burning was quickly reduced.

    Ning Chen took a talisman from his arms and put it on the little girl's neck. This was what he had when he woke up. He was tied with the moon-shaped jade pendant. It should be when Zhangsun was in his coma. On him, he can't use it now, and he gave it to Small Ming Yue, which is a small gift.

    "Tomorrow, we are going to Grand Xia, it may be dangerous, but I will protect you," Ning Chen whispered.

    “Good” Ming Yue did not refute. She knew that Ning Chen's idea would not change. Although he was very good to her, he was even compliant, but there is absolutely no compromise on these principles.

    "Hurry up and sleep, I have to hurry tomorrow morning," Ning Chen licked the little girl's hair.

    “Meng” Ming Yue lay down and cleverly closed his eyes.

    Ning Chen walked aside, put out the candlelight, and immediately walked to the table not far from the bed and sat down.

    After World War I, he discovered that he was a little reluctant to go to these Innate successors. He had too few moves. Only Sword Consecrate taught him a trick. There is a trick on Scroll of Life, but he has not yet practiced. It can't be used even if it is practiced.

    The price is too big, he can't afford it.

    Another volume of Heavenly Tome, the Scroll of Dust recorded too much moves, non-Innate can not practice, for him today does not help.

    For the sake of the present, the best way to improve your strength as soon as possible is to get some cultivation method as much as possible.

    This is not an easy task. Most of the cultivation methods in the world are mastered by all directions. If you want to seize it, I am afraid it will cost a lot.

    In this world, he only has seen other people's moves in Prince Yan. Senior's talents do not need to cultivate other people's talents. All the moves are created by themselves.

    Thinking of this, Ning Chen suddenly remembered that the two shocking swords that he saw in the desert that day were definitely Senior, and the other thoughts could be inferred.

    Between the world, Sword Dao is comparable to Innate, only Sword City's sword, Senior is going to the desert to find a Sand Sword, Sword City's sword is likely to have the same purpose.

    However, I don't know how the situation of Senior is now. He said that he would come to him after finding the Sand Sword, but now, Senior has not appeared.

    He has no doubt about the strength of Senior, but Sword City's sword is comparable to the world's five strongest Innate peers, he will inevitably have some concerns.

    After returning to Grand Xia, he should try to inquire about the news of Senior. It is not good, just ask Zhangsun for help.

    The night passed quickly. The next morning, Small Ming Yue woke up and the two went on the road.

    Ming Yue didn't want to go to Grand Xia so soon, so she asked herself to go most of the time. Ning Chen was also her, and only when the little girl was tired and tired, she would pick her up and speed up her pace.

    The speed of a Martial Dao Seventh Rank's Expert is very terrible. Moreover, Ning Chen has a Scroll of Life, Foundation is unparalleled, and True Qi recovers much faster than the usual Seventh Rank. No need to rest.

    After two days and one night, even if Small Ming Yue did not cooperate, the two also reached the junction of the two dynasties, Northern Zhang Plains.

    This was the place where the two wars of the day were full of war. The broken Battle Halberd and the flag were everywhere, and hundreds of miles of Northern Zhang Plains buried too many bones of the Grand Xia soldiers.

    The night is cold, the cold moon is alone, the night of Northern Zhang Plains, the cold is daunting, the cold wind whistling, and Yin Qi is biting.

    Ning Chen took Small Ming Yue and walked in Northern Zhang Plains. Looking at the corpses of the soldiers, all the land was there. The 100,000 warriors were killed in the day and there were only less than 40,000 unbelievable. The defeat made Northern Zhang Plains completely untouched.

    The two walked silently in the city, and a heart gradually sank.

    Step by step, I saw that only the broken spear, the young face, can not see the fear of death, only before the death, the reluctance of the distant relatives.

    "My blood is bones from this, and there is pity in the sky. After death, I will become a battle soul, and the world will be the Great Xia territory."

    Beside the general of the war, twenty-seven blood words were written on the broken flag. Ning Chen leaned over and picked up the flag of the blood dyed on the ground, and his heart was heavy.

    "Northern Military Marquis damn"

    Ning Chen's hands were pinched and the tens of thousands of soldiers' corpses could not be buried. Northern Military Marquis is sinful.

    Small Ming Yue Silence, a little bit of desolation in the eyes, facing the whole city with life to guard the soldiers behind the territory, all words are pale, all positions, all the conspiracy calculations have passed away The life of the life is nothing, and the rest is only the deepest respect for the soldiers who use the blood to protect the country.

    “There should be no war” Ming Yue whispered.

    "If you take power, when the people's worries are the first, I don't know whether the country's points are right or wrong, but the existence of war is undoubtedly always wrong!"Ning Chen sighs.

    Ming Yue nodded and listened to Ning Chen's words.

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