The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

In heaven, in the immortal world, the sages of the world have confronted the ten congenital sages. For several days, no one has taken the initiative.

On the ninth day, I don't know where, the holy power came, the golden light covered the sky, and the eleventh congenital sage came, which made the situation more unbalanced.

In the immortal world, the saints in the world look down and look at the more saints gathered in the sky, with a heavier heart.

It's not good.

Today's situation, the congenital saints feel the threat of the human world. They want to be really powerful in the human world and eradicate the saints in the human world at one stroke.

"We can't wait any longer."

Before all saints, mu qianshang said calmly, "let me come first."

Words sound down, on the immortal domain, the sword pressure rises, mu qianshang body rises, walks out of the immortal domain.

"Kill

In front of the eleven congenital saints, a young man with high bun waved his hand, a long gun appeared, and his figure swept out to fight with the saints in the world.

The battle of saints is earth shaking. In the war, the sword is shining and the spear is like electricity, which makes the sky pale.

In the first World War, all the saints and ten congenital saints are watching the war and waiting for the result.

The war lasted for one day and one night, and the whole sky was broken and frightening.

Outside the war, the Lord of darkness is watching the battle ahead. The power of darkness is in darkness, and a long black gun appears.

In an instant, the Lord of darkness moved. In the middle of the war, he passed by with a long gun and was ruthless.

The master of darkness steals his attack. In the immortal realm, the master of Xiaoyue's building bends slightly, and his figure passes by and sweeps to Mu qianshang's body.

Huangquan now front, Keng ran block the attack of the Lord of darkness.

A violent shock, in the war situation, the aftershocks, shock open four road saints.

"Sneak attack, the Lord of darkness is very powerful."

Xiaoyue looks at the Dark Lord ahead and says with a smile.

The Lord of darkness frowned and looked at the sage in front of him. His eyes flashed by.

This person gives him a strange feeling, not like ordinary human.

Xiaoyue Louzhu side, muqianshang cold hum, and pointed to the sword, sword wave roar out.

In front of him, the Dark Lord waved his long black gun to block the sword.

One day and one night's fighting, the strength of the saints in the world makes the eleven congenital saints more and more afraid, and their hearts are extremely heavy.

In the immortal world, women often look at the sky and see the light flowing in their eyes.

"If you wait any longer, there will be more and more congenital saints, which is not a long-term solution."

The female often opens a mouth, coagulate a voice way, "know destiny to say when to come back?"

"He should not come back until Xianyu is completely separated from the big world."

Fan Lingyue said calmly, "as long as he's not here, the God of bazhongtian won't attack Xianyu. Therefore, if he doesn't come back, Xianyu may be safer."

"That being said, but these innate sages?" There are worries in the women's common words.

"It's up to us." All who listen to the moon should say.

In the world, the maple forest is ten miles away. When it comes to tomb sweeping every year, Ning Chen takes ghosts and ghosts to the tomb of his eldest grandson and carefully cleans up the weeds around the tomb.

At this time, ten miles outside the maple forest, a beautiful woman with a maid came, also in order to sweep the tomb for the eldest grandson.

"Princess, it's like someone."

Seeing the white haired man and child in front of her, the maid said.

Xia Xiyao followed the former's eyes, and her beautiful face flashed with different colors.

How could anyone be here?

Empress Chang sun is a virtuous empress in the history of the great Xia Dynasty. However, it is too long to be alive.

Xia Xiyao steps forward with her maid and kneels down in front of the tomb of empress changsun.

Ning Chen saw a woman, but didn't disturb, continue to take ghosts to clean up weeds and leaves.

"Dad, someone has come to see the lady."

The ghost said as he pulled the grass.

"Daddy saw it." Ning Chen smiles a way.

"Do you know dad?" Asked the ghost curiously.

"I don't know." Ning Chen softly answers a way.

The ghost looked at the woman kneeling down in front of the big tomb with a curious look on his face, and his little hand was still pulling the grass.

In front of changsun's tomb, Xia Xiyao also saw the ghosts not far away. They looked at each other and couldn't say it was ridiculous.

Guiguisheng is very clever and lovely. Xia Xiyao fell in love with the child at a glance. She knelt down to empress Chang sun and took the initiative to come forward.

"What's your little brother's name?" Xia Xiyao squatted down and asked softly.

"Ghost."

Ghosts, young voices, young airway.

"How old is the ghost?" Xia Xiyao continued to ask.

The ghost stretched out his finger and counted it, saying, "one hundred, two hundred I'm so many years old. "

"It's not good for children to lie." Xia Xiyao said.

"I'm not lying." Ghost young voice should way.Not far away, Ning Chen smiles and ignores their conversation.

The maid beside Xia Xiyao noticed the white haired man's face not far away, and she looked surprised.

"Princess, princess."

The maid gently tugged at the princess's clothes and said anxiously.

Xia Xiyao looked back and said, "what's the matter?"

"Look at that man, princess."

The maid was shocked in her eyes.

When Xia Xiyao heard the speech, she looked at the white haired man in front of her. At first, she was shocked.

Daxia Zhiming Hou!

is as like as two peas.

A moment later, Xia Xiyao returned to her senses and wanted to ask, but she was afraid of the man's possible identity and did not dare to speak.

After thinking about it, Xia Xiyao looked at the child in front of her and said gently, "ghost, is that your father?"

"Yes." The ghost nodded.

"What's your father's name?" Xia Xiyao continued to ask.

The ghost thought and said, "Ning Chen."

When Xia Xiyao heard the speech, she was shocked. At this moment, she finally confirmed the identity of the white haired young man.

"Xiyao met Zhiming Hou."

Xia Xiyao returned to her senses and stepped forward two steps to salute respectfully.

Ning Chen smile on the face, way, "several princesses?"

"Nine princesses."

Xia Xiyao responded truthfully.

"She was ninth, too."

Ning Chen smiles, as if remembering the past. Princess nine of Da Xia is more beautiful than Hua Jiao. Even the history books are written, but she praises a woman's appearance, which is extremely rare in history books.

"Is your excellency really a magistrate?" Xia Xiyao still seems to be dreaming and can't believe Tao.

"No?"

Ning Chen smiles and says, "it's true."

Hearing the former admit it, Xia Xiyao was shocked and began to accept this incredible fact.

The legend of Daxia ten thousand years ago is still alive.

In the face of chi'er's descendants, Ning Chen also feels kind and kind. For the younger generation, Ning Chen always smiles.

Seeing the friendly attitude of the people in front of her, Xia Xiyao's tension was reduced and she asked a lot about the past.

Ning Chen pours to also know all without saying anything, not conceal what.

Until sunset, Xia Xiyao just left, carriage rumble, drove out of ten li maple forest.