The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Forgetting Sichuan, in the starry sky, the space pattern is out of sight, and the figure in plain clothes is flashing among the space nodes. The speed is unbelievable.

God forbids Dacheng, the only one in ancient and modern times. A few days later, in front of the big star of forgetting Sichuan, ningchen appears and stops.

The biggest star of life in the star field of forgetting Sichuan is immortal. It has experienced great changes in the ancient world and is still immortal.

Watching for a moment, Ning Chen's figure swept out and swept toward the big star in front.

The really vast continent is more than a million miles from east to west. Ning Chen stands on the land of forgetting Sichuan. The aura of the whole world surges rapidly and spreads in all directions.

The human race is the first person in the history of thousands of years to reappear the martial arts of the human race. The heaven and the earth are ordered to spread their aura endlessly, looking for similar images.

In the wilderness, Ning Chen's eyes closed, and in his consciousness, he constantly reflected the face of everyone in a thousand miles.

Half an hour later, Ning Chen's figure disappeared and swept towards the next area.

Thousands of miles, thousands of miles, thousands of miles As time goes by, Ning Chen gradually goes through nearly half of the territory of forgetting Sichuan, but he still doesn't find the familiar figure.

Forgetting the east of Sichuan, Ning Chen is coming. He looks far away and continues to search.

After thousands of years of waiting, Ning Chen doesn't know what to give up. He tries his best to find her.

In an old town, thousands of miles away, pedestrians are not busy, but they are not lonely.

On the street of the ancient city, in front of a small drugstore, a woman in coarse cloth came up. Her face was covered with light gauze, and she could not see her face clearly.

"He girl came to fill medicine for your father again."

Behind the counter, the shopkeeper of the pharmacy said with a smile.

"Well."

The woman nodded and said in a soft voice, "Dad's cough has been broken. I'll come and grab some medicine."

The shopkeeper hears speech, lightly a sigh, way, "your father this disease, many years."

During the conversation, the shopkeeper turned back and opened three drawers, each of which grabbed several pieces of medicine and wrapped them together.

"Every morning and evening, slow cooking, remember?" Shopkeeper zhengse reminds a way.

"Well, I remember."

The woman nodded, took the medicine, paid the money, turned and walked out of the drugstore.

On the street, pedestrians walk by from time to time, and the woman walks towards a corner of the ancient city with medicinal materials.

To the east of the ancient city, there is a place where the common people gather. There are almost no rich and noble families, and life is plain and peaceful.

"Cough!"

In a humble courtyard, the gray haired old man coughs and weaves a bamboo basket. The ordinary people's living skills barely support their father and daughter's life.

In front of the courtyard, the woman came and saw her father working again. She quickly stepped forward and stopped, "Dad, just give me the work. You can go in and lie down."

"It's almost done."

The old man showed a smile on his face and said, "Xiaohe, just now the old lady next door has come again. The marriage I told you this time sounds good. It's a scholar from a rich family. If you want to marry, you don't have to suffer with your father."

The woman was silent. She took over her father's job and said in a low voice, "I don't want to marry."

The old man once heard of it and sighed, "daughter, you are old enough to get married after all. Your father is the only daughter in his life. If he can't arrange a good home for you, how can he see your mother?"

"Dad's going to be fine." Woman tone affirms a way.

"Dad's body, I know best, no more."

The old man sighed again and said, "how about this? Later, my father will go to ask you what kind of person Wang Xiucai is. If she is not bad, her daughter might as well agree."

The woman silently put down the medicine, did not refuse, but also did not agree.

In the evening, the woman goes into the room to cook medicine. When there is no one, the woman puts down her veil and the lights beat, reflecting a gorgeous face.

The old man went out for a long time and inquired about Wang Xiucai for his daughter. When he came back, his face was ugly.

Seeing this, the woman walked out of the door and said, "what's the matter with you? Dad

"Xiaohe, we won't marry."

The old man said angrily, "that Wang Xiucai is a person who has no knowledge and no skill. He has been living in the filthy place like the brothel all day. I don't know how he got this scholar."

The woman nodded and said, "then don't marry. Don't be angry. Go back to the house and get ready to drink medicine."

"It's hard for you, daughter." The old man's face showed shame and said.

The woman laughed and said, "it's not bitter. My daughter doesn't have to get married."

Ordinary people, simple life, perhaps hard, but it has its own happiness, the elderly drink medicine, then early rest, women clean up the table, also ready to rest.

Just then, outside the courtyard, the light of the fire appeared, and several servants dressed as boys came with torches in their hands. Behind them, a pale young man in a long gown followed, with a very cold look."Bring people out and burn the yard." The young man spoke in a deep voice.

"Yes

Four or five boys broke into the door and walked quickly towards the wooden house in front of them.

In the room, when the woman heard the movement outside, she immediately put on her veil and went out to have a look.

"What are you going to do?"

See a few small Si that the outside hand holds torch, the female face shows startled color, way.

"For what?"

Behind, the young man in long clothes walked out and said in a cold voice, "you will know what to do when you come back with me. You are still in a daze. Take people away and set fire to them!"

"Yes, sir."

The two boys grab the woman's arm and drag it out of the yard. The three boys lock the door and set fire to the yard.

In the courtyard, most of them were bamboo baskets. Soon, even the small courtyard and the house were all on fire, and the fire waves filled the sky, illuminating the ancient city.

"Daddy

The woman cried and struggled. However, how could the woman's strength rival the man's? The two boys forced the woman to break free.

Under the flaming light, the veil on the woman's face struggles to fall, and tears are all over her face.

"The old lady didn't lie to me. She is really a beautiful woman that I can still see."

When young people see a woman's appearance, their eyes are bright. Such coarse cloth clothes are so beautiful without any carving. If they are pasted with scarlet, what kind of city is it.

"From now on, you will be with me." The more he thought about it, the happier he was, and he laughed.

The madness in the light of the fire and the cruelty of people's lives set off the sadness of the weak.

At this moment, no one noticed that at the end of the darkness illuminated by the fire, a figure in plain clothes appeared silently. Looking at the woman in front, her eyes, calm for thousands of years, moved for the first time.

The next moment, the whole ancient city, strong wind, dark clouds, rain and fall.

Under the rain, the figure in plain clothes stepped forward. In their shocked eyes, they reached out to brush the woman's tearful face and said in a soft voice, "don't cry."