The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Jinxi star, the prosperous star of life, is the king of Jinxi. When the emperor's order comes, the world will not dare not follow.

King Jinxi, who stands at the top of the real world, is known as the most likely person to enter the real world.

Jinxi Imperial City, Baiqin, Qingxiao two gods will return, kill the devil failed, into the palace.

Jinxi temple, in front of the throne, a powerful figure stood still, surrounded by golden air, like a flame burning, dazzling.

"My emperor"

Bai Qin went to the hall and knelt down to salute.

"Get up"

emperor Jinxi said calmly.

Bai Qin gets up, looks ashamed, and says, "my subordinates are incompetent and can't get rid of the evil. Nine Shenwei died in the war, and Qingxiao was seriously injured"

emperor Jinxi's eyes narrowed slightly, and says, "Qingxiao is not weak, and your strength is even comparable to the peak of the virtual world. With the help of the nine Shenwei, I can't help this evil"

"besides the ninth son of the Mohist family, I don't know him, "When you stop, the situation collapses and you are defeated," Bai Qin replied truthfully.

"The ninth son of Mohist family?"

It's strange that the man sent by the master of ink should be him.

"What's the result of your confrontation?" King Xi asked.

"If we don't win or lose, this son is really like what the emperor said. We can't treat him as an ordinary person. The strength of his fighting power is incredible," says Bai Qin.

"Experience, judgment, response in the war, this son's original performance is shocking. This son is obviously not a disciple carefully cultivated by Da Jiao, but an executioner who is killed step by step from the blood wave," King Xi said calmly.

Bai Qin nodded, thought about it, and said, "there's another thing, which is also unusual"

"what's the matter?" King Xi's main road.

"It seems that the ninth son of the Mohist family is old friends with the devil, especially when it comes to the woman who died in the war, the murderous spirit that erupted from the ninth son of the Mohist family is not faking," Bai Qin replied.

"Oh?"

After hearing the words, the emperor of Jinxi raised a strange color on his face, which is worth noting.

After thinking for a moment, King Xi looked down at the man and said, "I'll pay attention. You go back to have a rest and kill the devil. Don't worry about it for the moment"

"yes"

Baiqin respectfully took the order and turned away.

As Baiqin leaves, Emperor Jinxi's eyes look out of the hall. The light flashed in his eyes. The Mohist sect is the last one to come. However, he wants to see how much the ninth son of Mohist sect, who suffered a great loss in hongluan Kingdom, can do.

Jinxi Imperial City, on the street, Ning Chen came with the sound, the wrong pedestrian, who didn't care about these two people.

"Ning Chen, do you doubt emperor Jinxi?" The sound son doesn't understand a way.

"Doubt can't be said yet"

Ning Chen shook his head and said, "Lord Jinxi, this is the source of the news. No matter whether it is related to it or not, it needs to be verified. In addition, Ziyi will come soon"

"why"

Yin er said with doubts, "this is the imperial city of Jinxi. With Lord Jinxi here, isn't he going to die ？”

"Demonic nature"

Ning Chen sighed gently and said, "demons are the most aggressive race in the world. It's impossible for them to give up their previous pursuit. If Ziyi comes well prepared and has mental calculation, he won't be able to keep them even if emperor Jinxi makes a move"

"then when you meet again, will he still know you?" Yin'er continued.

"Knowing, however, doesn't mean that you will agree"

Ning Chen looked ahead and said, "Ziyi, like the devil body and xuanluo, is a real devil. He is heartless and heartless. Once he gets angry, he means destruction. No one can stop him"

Yin Er is silent and his mood doesn't change very high.

Ning Chen saw the little girl's mind and said, "don't think about it. The devil didn't mean to hurt you, otherwise, it's impossible to take you with him all the time. Although the devil is merciless, he is not without wisdom. Like normal people, he will have his own judgment"

"can't he be saved?" Yin'er looks up and looks forward to it.

Ning Chen shook his head and said, "no one has ever succeeded so far. I have tried to wash away the demons with the Buddhist method, but I failed in the end. The demons are demons, just like other people. People's hearts are immutable, and demons are also hard to get rid of"

Yin Er has heard of it, and he quietly follows the people around him.

Not long after leaving, Ning Chen stayed in Fulai Inn, an inn not far from Baiqin's residence. The room was located on the side facing Baiqin's residence.

After running for several days, yin'er was very tired. When she ate, her eyelids began to fight.

The little girl who has always been able to eat quickly finished her meal and fell asleep on the bed. She was not in the mood to untie her hair.

See sound son fall asleep, rather Chen come forward to help it loosen the hair, let the little girl can sleep more comfortable.

The little girl under the candlelight is already graceful and beautiful. She's just the best time of her life.Ning Chen Mou flashed a touch of emotion, the sound has grown up, unconsciously and has passed so many years.

There is no more sentimental mind, Ning Chen pressure heart fluctuation, step to the window, looking at not far away Baiqin God General's residence, calm eyes, see no change.

The prosperous world is very similar to the past summer. In the past 30 years, the past is like flowing clouds and can never come back.

A moment later, in the room, the virtual shadow of the Phoenix appeared, and the Phoenix Fire rose. In the fire, a bloody sword fetus appeared. After countless days and nights of tempering, the sword shape finally appeared.

The star soul iron mother found in the seven killing palace of Tianfu in the past is hard and hard beyond imagination. Even with Phoenix fire training, it is hard to forge.

Ning Chen didn't manage the sword fetus in Fenghuo deliberately. His eyes looked at the mansion in front of him at night and waited quietly.

As the night went by, nothing happened. When it was getting light, the Phoenix Fire dissipated and the sword fetus disappeared. Ning Chen closed the window, turned to the door, opened the door and went downstairs.

On the first floor, after dawn, some guests came downstairs one after another. Ning Chen simply ordered some food for the little girl, told the shopkeeper a few words, and immediately walked out of the inn.

In front of Qingxiao's mansion, red clothes appear. It's easier to look and enter the mansion.

Before the residence, the guard only felt a flower in front of him. Before he could react, he could not see the person entering.

"Who"

in the mansion, the hidden strongman is angry, but the visitors are like entering the uninhabited land, and their figures have moved to the room of Qingxiao.

In the room, Qingxiao is still in a coma. A charming woman sits beside the bed, and her clothes take care of the man on the bed.

Red appeared without warning. The woman trembled and immediately stood in front of the man on the bed.

At this time, outside the room, a tender voice sounded, and immediately, a small figure appeared, breaking the moment's deadlock.

"Mother"

outside the room, the little boy, less than three years old, poked his head and cried out. He could not feel the unusual atmosphere in the room and staggered into the room.

As soon as the woman's face changed, she cried out, "don't come in"

hearing the severe reprimand, the little boy was shocked and looked at his mother in bewilderment, his big beautiful eyes filled with tears.

Ning Chen looked back at the little boy without saying much. His eyes moved again and looked at the comatose figure on the bed. The figure flashed and came to the front.

The woman was shocked and tried to stop her, but it was too late.

Qingshuang sword out, automatically protect the Lord, who knows, a moment of confrontation, red finger on the sword, a turn, the yellow spring to lift the ban, seal Qingshuang.

"This sword, I took it away"

with one word, red clothes withdrew, crossed and left the room.

Soon after Hongyi left, two old figures appeared in the room. The strong breath shook the world.

"What about people?" One of the elders said in a voice.

"Has left," the woman said with a heavy look.

The old man frowned, looked at Qingxiao on the bed and said, "come for revenge?"

"It's not like"

the woman shook her head and said, "just now, he could kill us all, but he only took the Qingshuang sword and didn't give it to us"

"for the sword?"

The old man's eyes narrowed and he was puzzled. Qingshuang sword was really extraordinary. It was one of the three famous swords in the Jinxi Dynasty. However, it was not normal to win the sword in the daytime.

"Tell the emperor what happened today, and ask Baiqin to come here. Baidian and Qingshuang feel each other. Maybe they can find the whereabouts of the sword snatcher"

another old man said calmly.

Fulai Inn, Ning Chen came, on the first floor, yin'er was eating. Seeing the former coming back, he raised his head and gave a brilliant smile.

Ning Chen went to the table and sat down, picked up the chopsticks and porridge prepared by the little girl, and ate them quietly.

"Why did you go?" yin'er put a chopstick of vegetables in the former bowl and asked in a delicate voice.

"To grab a sword," Ning Chen said truthfully.

"Oh"

the tone answered softly, didn't care, and continued to ask, "what's the matter with the sword?"

"Refining sword, in addition, to find some trouble for Jinxi emperor," Ning Chen whispered.

At the same time, in Qingxiao's residence, Baiqin appeared. After hearing the woman's detailed description, her brows could not help frowning.

Who will it be and what is the purpose?

Or is this the ninth son of Mohist?

The answer is hard to determine. Baiqin waves his sword, the white light is shining, and the thunder light is crisscrossing.

On a sunny day, the thunder filled the whole Jinxi Dynasty, searching for the trace of Qingshuang sword.

At Fulai Inn, Ning Chen feels the pressure of sword from the sky. He doesn't care and continues to eat.

After a long search for Qingxiao's residence, Baiqin took up the sword and said, "Qingshuang sword is still in the Imperial City, but it's hard to know where it is. The person who took the sword is not an ordinary person. It's hard to feel the breath of Qingshuang sword."When the woman heard the words, she sighed softly and politely, saying, "the green frost sword can't be lost, so I'll ask Baiqin to do it"

"Baiqin should do her best." Baiqin nodded.

In the welfare Inn, yin'er put down the dishes and chopsticks, a table of food, eat clean, not even a grain of rice.

On one side, the shopkeeper was astonished to see what he could eat, but never so much. The young man in red didn't move his chopsticks.