Protagonist Aura

That passing dusty old days.

Ning Sheng in the memory of the dual elders.

The facial features are young and astringent, and the body bones have not yet fully grown.

At that time, he couldn't afford too much responsibility and responsibility on his shoulders.

However, his eyes are very deep and bright, like this world, full of smoke and dust, placed in the lights of ordinary people's homes.

Several spring and autumn cycles.

Today, the two elders still have fresh memories of the Ning Sheng back then.

Especially after he raised that question, the perseverance and determined gaze made the former dual elder sigh with emotion afterwards.

After eight years, you still chose this most difficult path.

"Since ancient times, the dilemma of loyalty and justice." The two elders bowed his head and sighed, and the scene was suddenly silent.

Loyal to home and country.

Righteousness stands in mind.

But, who can really ignore all obstacles and swear never to look back?

The interests of the upper echelon are mixed, and the various mountain-top factions stand in court. It is not the foundation of party formation and private chaos. There are indeed many combinations of interests.

Let's not mention it far away, just talk about the Wushu Association.

The development momentum of the Wushu Association in recent years is just like the wild rise of bamboo shoots after the rain, and the volume has risen again and again, and the annual donations to major interests are astronomical.

If they are flattened this time, how many people will lose their interests?

How many people jump wildly?

After all, there is an old saying that cuts off people's wealth and is like killing parents.

What's more, the dual elders knew from beginning to end that the real goal of giving birth to this child is the group of royals who overlook all living beings and rely on their blood to be superior.

The Wushu Association, in the final analysis, is only the fuse.

This battle is assumed to be won.

The royal family will inevitably end up against it. At that time, it will be the hardest way for him to take his life. If he wins, he will benefit all beings, and if he loses, he will be crushed. There will be no one like me in the world.

"Old Zhao, there are some things you have to understand..."

The dual elder turned around and stared at Zhao Gongxin with scorching eyes, "Ning Sheng has never been a person who greets power. In his eyes, only the people's livelihood and the family and the country are involved."

"If one day, for the sake of the people's livelihood and big plans, Ning Sheng has to let go of the overwhelming power, I believe, he will definitely give in, no regrets."

A man has a thousand intestines in his heart.

He is always different from others.

The dual veteran clenched his fists tightly, raised them in the air, and then turned towards Zhao Gongxin, suddenly opened them, "You never really understood him."

Zhao Gongxin was silent.

The old man holding tea, who was sitting still, finally drank a few sips of the tea, which was actually cold.

The tea is cold and cool.

"The plan remains the same."

After a long time, Zhao Gongxin turned to face the picturesque landscape with a firm attitude.

boom!

The teacup and the lid were buckled, and the gray-headed old man left the meeting room with his head held up after his hands were held down. He didn't say a word from beginning to end.

Just a few sips of herbal tea.

"Child, I will work hard for you in the future."

On behalf of the people of the world, I pay tribute to your Ningsheng.

The old man bowed to the southernmost end of the sky with a breeze in his sleeves.

You are not a lonely hero. If there is a need in the coming year, I, the three elders, swear to the heavens above your head, I would like to raise your hand! ! !

...

Jinling, the royal compound of the Qin family.

Thirty-sixth floor Slash Dragon Terrace.

A drum hammered the sky, shaking the mountains and rivers, and another, the Jinling River thousands of troops charged, like a broken bamboo.

The third way, Jinling City was in an uproar.

An elite division from the Hua royal family was frustrated in the first battle and lost nearly 50,000 soldiers in the blink of an eye. The hundreds of thousands of troops hovering in the upper reaches of the Jinling River were so scared that they did not dare to rise.

"Boom!"

Fengguanxiayi.

Qin Qiu, who held two hammers in his hands, stared at the boundless Jinling River from a distance. His heart was anxious, but he was extremely looking forward to it. His gaze kept turning, where is he?

The distance is too far to find.

Standing on the outer fence, Chen Shan stood with his hands behind him, "Shiyin, do you know his true identity?"

Without waiting for Qin Qiu to speak, Chen Shan suddenly said, "Here."

Chang'an Road.

There is a faint shadow, moving slowly.

Qin Qiu gave a horror, turned around and ran away. Chen Shan had to follow, repeating the reminder to be careful. If a dog eats **** and Hua Rong loses her face, how can you see him?

The spring breeze is not dry.

The peach blossoms thanked and thanked, opened and opened.

The beauty of the world is very good.

Walking in a state of martial law, on both sides of the empty Chang'an Road, Ning Xuanyuan was a little nervous for the first time. Looking back, a group of people moved the door and deliberately pulled away.

"General, don't persuade you, you may become a strict wife in the future."

Yuan Shu folded his hands into a big trumpet and raised his voice. As expected, he immediately welcomed a crowd of hot-blooded men.

Ning Xuanyuan, "..."

Huhuhu!

Qin Qiu, who had never been so anxious in his entire life, was not allowed to run for a while and bend to rest for a while because of his weakness.

After that, abandoning the shoes really affected the speed too much. He simply kicked his feet apart and ran wildly, getting closer and closer.

Qin Palace compound.

Qin Zhen, Zhou Clan, and other family members probed their brains and waited quietly.

"Is that the future son-in-law? Looking at you, unlike the layman, you won't bully our poetry in the future, right?" Zhou asked Qin Zhen's elbow tightly.

Qin Zhen drooped his hands and smiled without speaking.

Whoosh!

A figure walked through the door, red and red xiayi, floating in the air.

"Hey, poetic sound, poetic sound."

Zhou cried out anxiously, "Hurry up and put on some makeup, your sweaty head is really a flower-faced cat."

Qin Qiumao irritably delayed for a few minutes, Ning Xuanyuan was already thirty meters away, and he was even more beautiful than the phantom in his dreams.

Qingfeng sword, gold belt.

A tall horse with a big red flower.

The closer she got, the slower Qin Qiu slowed down. Wearing a phoenix crown and xia robes, with her hands behind her back, she swayed from side to side and walked forward slowly.

Occasionally raise his eyebrows and look secretly, occasionally lower his head, and his cheeks are flushed.

A touch of shyness jumped to my heart.

"Hey." Qin Qiu reached out Qianqian's thin hand and reached Ning Xuanyuan.

Ning Xuanyuan raised his eyebrows, and a gentle smile formed at the corners of his mouth. "What can the girl tell you?"

After two steps and five steps closer, Qin Qiu, whose steps were already agile, rammed into Ning Xuanyuan's chest and whispered softly, "This girl wants to marry."

"Ok."

Ning Xuanyuan's chin against Qin Qiu's little head, there is only one word that can make a promise.

"Then... today is considered a marriage proposal?"

Qin Qiu pushed Ning Xuanyuan away and looked up and down for a while. He was so handsome and charming.

"Does it look good?" Ning Xuanyuan smiled, and muttered to himself immediately, "If you look good, look twice. After all, you won't see it anymore."

"It's okay, I like you." Qin Qiu took two steps forward. Although he didn't ask carefully, he still hugged Ning Xuanyuan tightly.

Green silk wraps around the hero's body.

Shadows are in pairs.

...

Two hours later.

Martial law in the capital of Yanjing.

Only allowed in, not allowed out.

Nine incumbent generals, one by one took over the nine national gates.

In an old archway teahouse, its unremarkable shopkeeper knocked on the last bead, suddenly raised his head, and quietly contemplated the cloudy sky outside the window.

Mountain rain is coming.

The charming flower arrangement girl, the groom walking through the streets, the quiet girl walking alone with an umbrella...

Nan Xiaodu, Bei Laojiu, and the Fifth Royal Family's Thirteen Taibao officially surfaced.

"There is a fight in the world, everything is ready, only Ningsheng is lacking."

"Already here."

Later generations used the ‘Battle of Ding Ding’ to conclude the conclusion of this frame.

Ning Sheng single-handedly, one pick fifteen, halfway through half of the rolling mountains, Megatron Yanjing.

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