The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

At night, the bright moon shines high. Ning Chen stands in front of the window and looks at the starry sky. His eyes are as deep as the abyss, and there is no light.

Gradually, Zhiming Lingtai was full of brilliance, ethereal spirit, and spiritual consciousness rushed to the starry sky.

The boundless star field, the magic waves rolling, the virtual shadow of black clothes out of the body, Ling Li in the starry sky, looking for the trace of immortal sedan chair.

The vast star field, boundless fog occupied half of the star field, can't see clearly, only the vigorous life stars, so dazzling in the starry sky.

After searching for a long time, there was no trace of the immortal sedan chair. The evil spirit came back, and the spirit was ready to return.

"Demon"

at this time, in the starry sky, a majestic voice sounded. The next moment, colorful lights rolled up, and a big hand appeared, holding to Zhiming.

Variables appear, the magic momentum turns, condenses into a black virtual shadow, and points to the sword, shaking the big hand falling to the starry sky.

Bang drama shock, Xiaguang, evil spirit surge, amazing aftershock, cover the sky big hand fall again.

Knowing the fate, he retreated, and the evil Qi gathered around him to form a black divine edge. With a sword, he cut down and came out.

In an instant, the giant palm, the sword and the light mingled, the stars roared, the aftershocks came, the destiny turned into tens of feet, and the evil Qi swayed violently.

On the other side, the little finger of the big hand was cut off by Qi gen, and the air flow overflowed.

"Oh?"

With a sigh of appreciation, the colorful glow rises, and the giant palm recovers again. With endless pressure, it's more powerful than the previous few points.

Zhiming's eyes narrowed, his left hand pointed at the same time, and the magic waves rolled slowly across the body of the sword. Immediately, the dark waves swept all over his body, and the magic power reached its peak again.

In the duel again, on the life star below, the sound of strings came, rippling and bumping into the big hand falling from the sky.

Ning Chen peeps at the opportunity of a moment, a step at the foot, the evil Qi returns, and the divine consciousness returns.

Jinxi City, Xiaoyue Chang'an guest room, shining in ningchen's eyes, stepping on the fairyland, which is far beyond cognition.

"Dangdang"

outside the room, there was a knock on the door. A few times later, the door opened with a creak. Yin Er stood pitifully in front of the door and said, "I can't sleep"

Ning Chen looked at the little girl and frowned. Isn't she always good at sleeping? I couldn't wake up before.

After thinking for a moment, Ning Chen thought of the reason and said, "come in first"

after hearing the words, she stepped into the room, closed the door, consciously poured a cup of tea, handed it to the former and said in a delicate voice, "why haven't you slept yet?"

"Not sleepy"

Ning Chen took the tea and said calmly, "sleep here, I'll be by your side, and I won't leave"

Yin Er nodded hard, climbed to the bedside, closed his eyes, and his face was tired.

Ning Chen came forward to pull the quilt for the little girl, and patted it gently, so that the little girl could sleep at ease.

He understood that yin'er couldn't sleep because he had abandoned her once. In this strange place, she only knew him. If he left again, the little girl would be really unaccompanied.

In deep sleep, yin'er's small hand subconsciously grabs the corner of the clothes of the people around him, and the tension on her small face just eases.

Wrong, wrong, Ning Chen silence, know that he went the wrong way, but, knowing it is wrong, but has not back.

In the "Ming" guest room, the man behind the bead curtain arranges the flowers and plants in the room, and the corners of his mouth show a radian. The strange magic makes him interested.

Clearly is the devil, human nature has been lost, but still can rely on memory, judge what should be done, he is very curious, this fragile, no emotional reason, how long can we persist.

The word "love" is too light to see, hurt others, too heavy to see, hurt oneself. It can make a man who is possessed by the devil and still has three parts of rationality possessed. It can be seen that this man has experienced such a painful past.

"Landlord" Ming word outside the guest room, shopkeeper respectful ceremony, road.

"What's the profit this month? Can achieve the goal that I set for you "after bead curtain, the man opens a way.

"The profit is 4900 Liang, but the pot of top daughter red that the landlord sent out today is worth 1000 liang of silver. There are only three days left in this month, and it's hard to earn another 1100 Liang," the shopkeeper said.

"If I set my goal, I can't change it. You can do something by yourself," the man said calmly.

"Landlord, it's really impossible to do that," said the shopkeeper.

"Is this something I should worry about? No matter what method you use, as long as the final result, if you can't achieve the goal, the poor silver will be deducted from your salary, "the man said.

"Er"

the shopkeeper's tone stagnated and said helplessly, "the landlord is really kind-hearted and considerate of his subordinates"

"step down"

the man didn't care and said calmly.

The shopkeeper saluted again and turned back.

Xiaoyue Chang'an outside, the night gradually light up, Tianzi guest room, ningchen sat by the bed all night, guarding the sleeping little girl, quietly thinking about some things.At daybreak, yin'er wakes up, big eyes open, and sees the figure sitting by the bed with a sweet smile.

"Get up to wash, and then go down to eat something." Ning Chen gets up and says.

"Well"

Yin Er sits up, rubs her big eyes, walks out of bed, and starts to prepare to wash herself.

The little girl's dressing is always very troublesome. Ning Chen doesn't know anything about it and can't help, so she stands by quietly without saying a word.

Half an hour later, they went downstairs. Yin Er pulled the sleeve of the former and looked at the restaurant curiously with big eyes.

In the early morning of Changan, there are few guests. On the high stage, only the veiled women are playing the piano. The melodious sound of the piano reverberates in the hall.

Yin Er ordered a table of food and ate it happily.

Ning Chen is still sitting quietly, drinking tea and waiting.

"You eat"

yin'er adds a mouthful of green vegetables and hands it to the former.

"I'm not hungry, you eat it"

Ning Chen answered calmly and said.

"Oh"

yin'er puts the vegetables into her mouth, smiles, and immediately goes on eating.

"Hongluan, go to propose a toast to two guests. Today, I'd like to choose wuxintanmeng"

in the Mingzi guest room, the man's voice came out and said.

"Yes"

on the high stage, the mengsha woman who was playing the piano stopped, answered, immediately got up, went to the wine rack, took down a pot of wine, and walked towards them.

Behind the counter, the shopkeeper's smiling face froze all the time. His heart was like a thousand knives cutting. He didn't want to dream of three thousand taels of silver. It doesn't matter that the landlord opened his mouth. Xiaoyue Chang'an's profit in one month was gone. It seems that his salary can't be guaranteed.

"Young master, I'd like to propose a toast to you"

hongluan poured a glass of wine, brought it to the young man in black, and whispered.

Ning Chen took the wine, drank it, and put the glass on the table.

"Little sister, my sister, here's to you"

hongluan poured another cup, took it to the little girl, and said gently.

Yin'er raises his head and laughs. As soon as he reaches out his little hand, he is beaten.

"She's still young and can't drink. I'll drink this cup for her"

Ning Chen took the glass, said lightly, and then drank it again.

On the second floor, in the Mingzi guest room, a plain smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, and he didn't say anything more.

In the lobby on the first floor, hongluan offers a toast to a few guests. Over the years, hongluan has never offered a toast to anyone, even her relatives. What is the identity of this young man in black?

For other people's eyes, Ning Chen doesn't care at all, and yin'er's heart is not so big. He eats his own, who likes to see.

On one side, red Luan subconsciously moved half a step to the little girl, just can't feel, really close to the young man in black, can find that the latter's body is cold to the bone, let a person can't help but cool.

"Elder sister, I'll just pour the wine. Go back." yin'er sees the unnatural appearance of the former, smiles and says.

Although she doesn't want to stay here, she doesn't dare to disobey the order of the landlord.

"Come back"

just at this moment, the voice of the man on the second floor came out and said.

"Yes"

hongluan salutes and leaves.

"This elder sister must be very good-looking"

looking at the figure of the former, yin'er envies.

"No you good-looking" Ning Chen calm way.

Hearing the words, yin'er curved her eyebrows and said happily, "I really know how to talk"

in an elegant room on the second floor, hongluan sat in front of the scene, took off her veil and came to her eyes. On her white skin, there was a striking sword mark several inches long, which destroyed her perfect face. It even looked frightening.

"Hongluan, is appearance really so important?" A flat voice came and asked.

"A woman's face is more important than her life," hongluan said sadly.

"It's a pity that I went late at the beginning." there was a trace of regret in the plain voice, he said.

"Hongluan has nothing to repay for her help, but as for her appearance"

a sad look flashed in her eyes and said, "this may be hongluan's life"

"in fact, there is no way out"

the voice from one side of the room turned and said, "the scar on your face can't be healed because the pure sword spirit on the wound can't be dispelled, I dare not do it by force, otherwise it may cause your injury to continue to worsen. However, if you have a stronger sword, you will cut off the residual sword on the wound, and I will be sure to let you restore your appearance "

hongluan's eyes tremble when she hears the words. However, a moment later, the brilliance in her eyes darkens again, and she says," I can't do anything with the ability of the landlord Who can do this"Maybe the young man in black who you just toasted can do it"

on the second floor, in the Mingzi guest room, the man who was pruning flowers and plants said again, "on martial arts, I'm not afraid of anyone, but on sword, I'm not as good as him in case"

speaking of this, the man looked downstairs and said faintly, "just, I want him to help you. This possibility is really slim."

The devil, after all, is merciless. The present reason is just a reflection of memory. This mirror image may be discarded at any time. All living beings in the world have long cherished thousands of wishes to seek God and Buddha. No one has ever heard of seeking the devil!