The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Ning Chen's face was cold and terrible at this moment, and the whole body of life was running on its own, and the cold current was surging, which brought down endless murders and showed the coldest side.

"Yin Wugou thanks for the master's tolerance" gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and Yin Wugou said calmly.

Slowly got up, Yin Wugou looked indifferent, a pair of calm eyes could not see the slightest anger, as if everything was irrelevant.

"We went from life to death for the emperor and hung our heads around our waists all day long. The new chief should be punished for such trifles. It's really a fuss"

outside the hall, I don't know when the twelve red blood guards gathered in front of the door, and a pretty young man refused.

The voice was not big, but it reached the hall clearly. Six people were stunned. Yin Wugou's face changed slightly, and he wanted to stop. However, it was too late.

The shadow of Su Bai flashed by and reappeared in front of the young man. In his startled eyes, he drew his sword finger close to his body, and with a thump, his figure flew upside down and his blood sprayed.

"In this case, I don't want to hear it for the second time." Ning Chen looks at the young man who flies upside down and says indifferently.

"You" young man's face turned red, and his shame and anger were unbearable. Just as he was about to break out, a bloody sword was lying in front of him.

"Yin Wugou thanks Master Kong Yu for not killing him"

"Wugou, you" Kong Yu was surprised and angry, looking at Yan Wugou's urgent way in front of him.

"If you don't want to die, shut up," Yin Wugou said with cold eyes.

“……” Kong Yu's face changed again and again. Finally, he bit his teeth and swallowed his words.

Ning Chen nodded his head with satisfaction and swept all the people in the room with a cold look. "If you are not convinced, you can come to me at any time, but you won't be able to talk so well next time"

the six people in the hall and the twelve red blood guards outside the hall bowed their heads. No matter what they thought, they were temporarily restrained.

Ning Chen turns around and walks towards the main seat. He is not stupid enough to think that all the people present have returned to their hearts. They all live so many human spirits. Loyalty is bullshit to them. Only life and death and interests are the most important.

"Yin Wugou stay, the rest of the blood guards are back"

"yes" with Kong Yu, the twelve red blood guards bow down and leave immediately.

"Swallow book, give me all the records about Yingcheng City Lord in Taili department. I think what should you do?" Ning Chen's eyes narrowed, staring at the scholar below.

Hearing the warning in the former words, the swallow's back was slightly cold, and the cold sweat flowed down unconsciously.

"Subordinates obey," swallow Book stooped to answer the way, then got up, hands tap three times, a blue attendant slowly walked into the hall.

"Take the gold book on the ninth floor of the fourth row on the left side of the zangji Pavilion"

"yes"

"swallow book, who else has moved this book before?" Ning Chen asked.

"To master Xi Yu, three days ago, he came here by himself," the swallow Book hesitated and said.

"Xi Yu Gong" Ning Chen eyes Jing mang explosion flash, unexpectedly is he.

Unexpectedly, it is reasonable to say that among the people he fears most in Daxia, xiyugong is definitely one of them. As the official head of Daxia, his status is still higher than that of marquis Wu. Moreover, the force of every Sangong in Daxia is unfathomable, and xiyugong is no exception.

In the past two days, he has not figured out how Chang sun appointed him as the head of Taili. Now it seems that Chang sun has probably begun to doubt whether San Gong is still as loyal to Da Xia as before.

"It's really unpredictable." Ning Chen's heart is awe inspiring. The fight between the two princes has been chaotic enough. If Sangong is restless again, Daxia will be in complete trouble.

In the book of gold, all the information about the Lord of Yingcheng is recorded. In addition to taking charge of the world's prisons, the Department of supreme justice is also responsible for checking every move of the powerful. In the words of later generations, it is the secret service organization.

The purpose has been achieved, Ning Chen no longer stay, looked at the man in red around him, and said:

"Yin Wugou, come to Shenfeng camp with me, and visit our third prince"

"yes"

Ning Chen left the Taili hall, and then, Yin Wugou followed him, leaving yanzishu and Zhao Ji standing in the hall, staring at each other, and for a moment, he was a little rebellious I don't think so.

The new head of the Supreme Court came and went all of a sudden. His behavior and psychology are unpredictable. It seems that it is not a simple matter to work under him in the future.

When they travel eastward, their plain clothes are like snow, and their red clothes are like blood. One after the other, they move forward silently. The two people who are close at hand have different thoughts, different experiences, and different lives. Who can tell the difference between them.

"Yin Wugou, do you know why I choose you"

"because the chief needs a dog that can bite people"

"ah" Ning Chen smiles, without explanation or denial. However, what he needs is not a dog, but a sharp sword.

"As long as I am here, your past will become the past, and I will give you a completely different life, a life that you can make your own decisions"

Ning Chen kept on walking, turned his back to Yin Wugou, seemed casual, and seemed very serious.The six color guards of Tailishi are all masters who have been purified from their childhood and trained by special means. They have no identity and light, and they have to live in blood all their lives.

He has also been in the palace, so he can see more clearly than anyone else. The need of these people in the Department of justice is just a hope.

Yin Wugou's body was slightly stunned, and his eyes under the red mole were confused for a moment. Is this life really possible to change.

"Yin Wugou is looking forward to the promise of the master." a moment later, Yin Wugou answers lightly.

He won't easily believe anyone's promise, but he will watch patiently. Maybe in his heart, he really looks forward to the change promised by the young chief.

In the forbidden camp, the banners were flying and the drums were rustling. The two armies were fighting. More than 2000 people were fighting together. They were ruthless and ruthless. It was as if they were on the battlefield and fighting in blood.

Xia Yanwu and the other party's generals fight, one move in one form, the storm, where the officers and men fly out one by one, difficult to block the divine power.

Ning Chen and Yin Wugou quietly watched the fight in front of them, saying nothing, serious and focused. In front of them, a waterfall of blood was in full bloom, like the most beautiful scenery in the world.

Even if the sword has no blade and the sword has no edge, it can't stop the blood from blooming. 30% of the 2000 people have fallen down. The fight between the two commanders is even more intense.

"Xia Yanwu is really a rare martial arts genius in a hundred years"

Ning Chen said in his heart that the 1000 people behind the third prince were obviously still new soldiers. However, with Xia Yanwu's personal force, he forced the gap to be even, and even half of it was suppressed.

"Who is the opponent?" Ning Chen asked.

"Shenfengying commander, Mingchuan" Yin Wugou said.

Ning Chen nods. He knows that this man was once a very important general in the hands of Ji yuhou. He has experienced many battles and has extraordinary strength.

"To end" see xiayanwu gradually suppress Mingchuan, ningchen eyes squint, calm way.

"Bang"

at the next moment, the figure flies upside down, and Mingchuan is defeated by a careless move. No one else can resist Xia Yanwu's force and defeat quickly.

"Congratulations on the victory of the Third Prince"

when the horse is gone, Ning Chen looks at Xia Yanwu and says with a smile.

"I'm sorry to meet you when you're here." Xia Yanwu said with a smile.

"Three princes polite" rather Chen also return with bright smile, should way.

"Hypocrisy" two people looking at each other, at the same time flashed a word in the heart, however, no one showed up, only the face of a bright smile, how people see how disgusting.

Yin Wugou stood aside quietly, with a cold radian at the corner of his mouth. As expected, each one was more shameless than the other.

Ning Chen and Xia Yanwu met and laughed, just like old friends who have known each other for many years. They are just as hypocritical and shameless. In this bullshit world, there will be such abnormal "love each other".

"Zhiming Hou, how about my 1000 new soldiers?" Xia Yanwu pointed to the soldiers behind him and went around in circles.

"Yes, he's brave and resolute, he's not surprised by changes, and he's a good young man."

Ning Chen is not in a hurry. He goes around with the former, as if he's also interested in these things.

"I'm worthy of being the Marquis of Xia Dynasty, and my eyes are really extraordinary"

Xia Yanwu is very "not thin skinned". He fully accepts Ning Chen's praise, and makes the passing soldiers feel embarrassed and avoid quietly.

"I've heard that the third prince is different from other people. Today, when I see him, I really admire him"

Ning Chen said with a smile. As for the difference between words and people, it's hard to guess whether it's praise or irony.

"Polite," Xia replied modestly.

Seeing this, Yin Wugou sighed in his heart. He was used to the conspiracy and calculation in Taili department. Today, when he saw these two people, he knew what was the real hidden sword in the smile. The degree of hypocrisy was really beyond ordinary people's ability.

"It's not easy for Zhiming hou to come here. Why don't you go to the martial arts field and have a look?" Xia Yanwu proposed enthusiastically.

"The third prince is gracious, but Ning Chen is not respectful." Ning Chen readily agrees, and the smile on his face becomes more and more intense.

Xia Yanwu and Ning Chen chatted happily and soon became brothers. Even if there was Yin Wugou, who could not die, their journey was absolutely not boring.

"Brother Ning's man is very special." Xia Yanwu glanced at Yin Wugou behind Ning Chen, and there was something in his words.

"Ha, brother Yanwu has a high reputation. It's just an ordinary guard." Ning Chen smiles and replies.

Yan Wugou's face did not change at all, as if they were not talking about him, but under the red clothes, the hand holding the sword seemed to have begun to change.

He couldn't understand why there was such a big difference between the two sides of a man. The young chief really let him see a different world, even if the world looked no better than the hell where he was.

In the "drink" martial arts field, the voices are loud and loud. On the huge martial arts platform made of graphite and stone, two figures crisscross each other. The brilliance of the gun and halberd makes the shining people unable to open their eyes.When the three men arrived, the battle had come to an end. In the golden light, the halberds swept, the guns flew and the men were defeated, which also declared the end of the battle.