The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

About half a quarter of an hour later, an old man walked out and came to ningchen. He said with a smile, "I don't know the presence of marquis Wu, but I hope to make atonement"

"I just came to talk about the deal. I have nothing else to do, but I don't know whether the dangerous building dares to pick up or not." ningchen said lightly.

The old man laughed and asked, "whose life does the Lord want to buy?"

"This list of people" rather Chen handed out a piece of paper, way.

The old man took a look at the names on the list and immediately changed his face. He said in a low voice, "master Hou, please go upstairs with me"

"lead the way" Ning Chen nodded.

With a respectful salute, the old man immediately led the way and walked upstairs.

The ground floor is three stories high. The old man takes Ning Chen to the third floor. After walking through six rooms with different names, he knocks on the door of the last room.

"Zijun, there are distinguished guests to visit," the old man said respectfully.

"Oh? What kind of guests do you want my uncle to receive in person?

in the room, the door is wide open, and a young man in purple appears out of thin air with a smile on his peaceful face, just like a harmless ordinary person.

"Zijun, this is the magistrate of the imperial court. Come here to make a deal," the old man said softly.

Zijun turns his eyes to Ning Chen and says with a smile, "Marquis Wu is here to make the floor shine"

"polite" Ning Chen walks into the room and calms down.

The old man put the list on the table, then quietly stepped down, closed the door and left the conversation space for them.

"It's said that the seven lords of the ground floor are all the few strong men in the world. Now they meet, and they really deserve the reputation," Ning Chen said slowly.

"Marquis Wu's reputation" is Zijun's way.

Ning Chen said with a faint smile, "it's not difficult for the people on the list to talk about dangerous buildings, just they don't know whether Zijun dares to answer them"

Zijun looked at the list, and a flash of brilliance flashed in his eyes, and said, "I'm a little curious. It shouldn't be difficult to kill these people with the power of marquis Wu. Why should we let dangerous buildings do business for us?"

"the principle of dangerous buildings is not just to talk about the price, but not the price Talk about the reason? Do you have to explain the reason when you come to Zijun? "Ning Chen says.

"Oh," Zijun chuckled and said, "of course not, but on this list, the identity is not simple, and the price will not be low"

"thirty thousand taels of silver per person" Ning Chen said calmly.

"Marquis Wu is really straightforward, this business, dangerous building took over" Purple gentleman also does not hesitate, mouth should way.

"The silver will be sent by the Marquis, and I'll see you later"

with that, Ning Chen no longer stays, turns around and walks out. When he walks out of the room, he takes a meaningful look at a corner of the room, and then walks away.

"Daxia Zhiming Hou, really not simple" after Ning Chen left, in the corner, a beautiful shadow in red came out, softly.

"Red gentleman, if you hand, have some assurance to be able to leave him" Purple gentleman calm asks a way.

"Ten percent" women in red are honest.

"I didn't expect that the proud chijun would have a modest day," Zijun said with a gentle smile.

"I've never been modest. You and I can see that Zhiming Hou has a very serious injury. Otherwise, there is no possibility of this success," said chijun coldly.

"We all underestimated the ability of the imperial court and the magistrate," Zijun sighed softly.

The location of the third floor of the dangerous building has always been the top secret among the top secrets. Unexpectedly, it was found by the imperial court. If it was not the Zhiming Marquis who came today, but the army of Da Xia, the dangerous building would be doomed.

Chijun stepped forward and picked up the list on the table. His eyes flashed coldly and said, "what is the meaning of Zhiming Hou's coming here"

"I can't understand it." Zijun shook his head and said, "compared with Zhiming Hou's force, her wisdom is more terrifying"

chijun nodded. Among the princes of summer, she was also the most afraid of Zhiming Hou.

These days, the northern Mongolian side has been in frequent contact with many great religions and aristocratic families in the southeast of Daxia, and their attitude towards dangerous buildings is the most insipid, because they know that the existence of dangerous buildings can not be seen in any era, and it makes no difference who controls the world.

The rest of the great religions are looking forward to the collapse of the great summer to get enough space for development, but the dangerous buildings do not have such a need.

Today's summer is in a period of ups and downs, but after all, the Millennium heritage of summer is still there. No one knows whether this giant will survive.

The purpose of the imperial court's sending the magistrate to come here is very obvious. Eight to nine out of ten are to deal with the affairs of the great religions.

Tonight, the arrival of Zhiming Hou is a wake-up call for dangerous buildings, which makes them more firm in their original ideas.

Thinking of this, chijun said, "do you need to call Qingjun and Lanjun to come back and discuss the task together"

"en" Zijun nodded and said, "let them put down what they are doing and come back in two days"

chijun answered. After a moment, his figure faded away and disappeared.

Zijun looked at the list in his hand and frowned slightly. He never understood. With the strength and power of Zhiming Hou, there was no need to borrow the dangerous building's hand. What was the purpose of such an act.In the nether world, the late snow has passed through the second natural disasters. It has been breathing in the middle of the earth, and has not waked up for two days.

Now, in Nuo Da's hell, Ning Chen is the only one left awake. During the day, he stays in the hell, silent. No one talks, and he can't practice. There is only constant loneliness and loneliness.

On the stone table, the red wooden box is lying there quietly, in which is placed the emperor's sword of the former Ziyin Dynasty, Dayin Qingque sword.

After the destruction of the Ziyin Dynasty by Daxia, Dayin Qingque sword was also suppressed in the Zhenguo ware, stripping the Dragon Spirit from the sword. Today's Dayin Qingque sword is no longer the Zhenchao magic sword that destroyed heaven and earth in the past, but more just a memory of the past.

He took out the sword from Xia Mingming's hand in order to exchange it for dusk Chengxue.

Mu Chengxue is a descendant of the royal family of Ziyin Dynasty. The significance of this sword is extraordinary. Only with this sword can today's mu Chengxue help.

Outside the hell, the sun rises in the East and then falls in the West. In the hell, Ning Chen waits for another day.

Every day, from the beginning of the day to the sunset, Ning Chen is the only one who knows best. However, he can't see the light, so he can only wait.

Mu Chengxue didn't wake up all the time. It was obvious that she suffered a lot when she was injured.

Little by little, after sunset, dusk into snow is still not awake, it seems, there is no sign of awakening.

Ning Chen is disappointed again, softly a sigh, open the door of the hell, prepare to leave.

However, at this time, an evil and handsome figure appeared and was photographed.

Ning Chen didn't have time to respond, was shocked to fly out, faltered to stabilize the body, vomited a mouthful of blood, slightly surprised way, "it's you!"

"Accident, long time no see" Ming son light smile, way.

Step by step, the figure in the dark blue battle clothes exudes a strange light in the dark hell, piercing people's heart and spleen.

"I haven't come back for a long time. The feeling of going home always makes people nostalgic." Mingzi touches his lips and laughs like a ghost.

"Oh? It's a powerful breath. One is congenital, and the other is my dear fellow practitioner. Unfortunately "

after the words were heard, the figure of Mingzi moved and came to Ning Chen, holding the evil power and printing it.

Ning chenqiang moves his body and blocks the move with his backhand. However, his broken meridians can't bear the impact of Qi. Suddenly, his blood gas is flowing all over his skin.

With a bang, the plain clothes flew out and stained the whole body with blood.

Mingzi retreated half a step, suppressed the tumultuous breath in his body, and said with admiration, "I'm worthy of the destiny of Daxia. Even if I'm injured, I still have the ability to hurt the tiger"

Ning Chen kept his figure steady, and his face didn't change at all. He said faintly, "you're only half right. Here, I not only have the ability to hurt the tiger, but also have the power to kill the tiger"

"ha ha ha, come on." Mingzi was crazy Laugh, the whole body evil spirit overflow turn, scatter.

"Since the hell meet again, how can you not let you see the strength of the scroll of the earth?" Ning Chen laughs coldly, the body works, one foot breaks the ground in front of the body, and the body breaks out.

The color of dark yellow is full of light, the earth shakes, and the strong breath echoes between the heaven and the earth with the spreading blood fog, which makes people tremble.

"The scroll of the earth?" Mingzi's eyes narrowed slightly. In three minutes of doubt, Gongti mentioned it in secret, and he was all right.

"It's better to walk"

before the words are heard, the figure in the dust has disappeared, and it quickly moves towards the underground.

Seeing that he was caught in the trap, Mingzi was stunned for a short time, and immediately showed a cruel smile on his face, saying, "Zhiming Hou, you have made me interested in killing people"

the words fell down, and Mingzi took a step at his feet, turned into a streamer, and quickly caught up with him.

Two fast-moving figures, one in front of the other and the other behind, pass through the hell. At this moment, they become the race between life and death.

In front of Ning Chen, there is black blood spilling from the corners of his mouth and his body. The true Qi penetrates the pain of his body, like thousands of knives cutting and thousands of knives scraping, which makes life worse than death.

"The flame of hell burns the sky"

with a light drink, the dark blue flame rises all over the body, and the power of the palm rises suddenly.

When the crisis comes, Ning Chen has to turn around to deal with it. The ink sword blocks the move. In the loud bang, a waterfall of blood spills again.

However, rather Chen doesn't care a bit about the injury on the body, haven't yet stabilized the body shape, then immediately sweep forward.

"I'll see when you can escape." Mingzi followed closely and sneered.

Chasing two people, the distance is getting closer and closer, Ning Chen body injury is too heavy, true Qi operation is not smooth, seriously restricted the strength of play.

Just when the distance between them is less than 30 Zhang, Ning Chen suddenly stops.

"Why don't you run? No strength?" The dark son also stops a pace, light way.

"Strength still has, but need not run" rather Chen turns round, calm way.

Finish saying, rather Chen hand a grip, insert in ghost female close stone room front of Zhi Ge sword get true Qi traction, Keng ran fly.

All of a sudden, an unprecedented sword will revive and swing away quickly.

"I said that here, I can not only hurt tigers, but also kill them."During the conversation, the source of thick earth in Ning Chen's body continuously poured into the Zhige sword, and the familiar breath appeared. The meaning of the Zhige sword was more powerful, and the earth also vibrated violently.