The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Summer Palace, Weiyang palace, lime came, looking at the palace as usual furnishings and scenes, tears can not help filling ~ eyes.

Unconsciously, thirty years have passed, and the scenery of Weiyang palace has not changed much.

"Green girl"

a palace maid and eunuch came forward and saluted respectfully.

"Don't be so polite, you go on with your work"

lime said after recovering.

"Yes"

all the maids and eunuchs were ordered to step down and continue to work.

Lime strides to the palace of his eldest grandson, opens the door, and the familiar scene is reflected in her eyes. It never changes, but things are right and people are wrong.

In the bedroom, a big night pearl exudes soft brilliance. The gift sent by Zhiming on his eldest grandson's birthday is still in its original position to this day.

The tears in the eyes of lime are hard to restrain, drop by drop, wet a cold clothes.

Half an hour later, the door of the bedroom was opened, and lime walked out and walked towards the direction of Tianyu hall.

Tianyu hall, a symbol of the supreme imperial power of the great Xia Dynasty, the emperor of the great Xia Dynasty sits on the Dragon chair. In the past, the children have grown up, and their culture and martial arts have surpassed their ancestors.

Before the Dragon chair, the table was full of memorials sent by officials at all levels in the summer. Today, when the summer is growing stronger, more and more people are hiding evil intentions.

In every era, there can be no absolute peace. No matter in the golden age or in the war, as long as there are people, there will be darkness.

On the Dragon chair, Xia Chi frowned from time to time, picked up his pen to annotate one by one, and carefully reviewed each Memorial.

Below, lime comes and looks at the young emperor on the Dragon chair, waiting quietly without making a sound.

In the dark, a Dark Dragon Guard saw the coming man and hid his figure again.

The quiet hall, the needle can be heard, Xia Chi body suddenly a shock, look up to his highness woman, eyes show surprised color.

"Aunt Qing, why are you here"

Xia Chi quickly put down the memorial and the writing brush, stepped down from the Dragon chair and said.

"I have one thing to tell you," she said with a gentle smile on her face.

"Aunt Qing, please say that chi'er will do it," Xia Chi replied.

"Prepare for your master's marriage to your ninth aunt," says lime.

Xia Chi's face was full of disbelief.

"There's no doubt that it's true. Your master came back this time for this," she said calmly.

Xia Chi pressed down the waves in his heart and nodded difficultly, which was really shocking.

"North Mongolia and man are facing there. Do you need to let me know?"

Xia Chi thought for a while, and some of them asked in indecision.

Lime nodded and said, "send someone to send an invitation"

"aunt Qing, why did master and aunt nine change their minds? At the beginning, master and aunt nine refused this marriage?" Xia Chi finally can't help the doubt in the heart and asks.

"Time is running out, your master and Xinyu don't want to leave any more regrets"

lime sighed softly.

Three days later, in the imperial palace of northern Mongolia, an invitation from Daxia was sent to the palace and presented to the palace.

Mingyue saw the invitation, and a touch of shock flashed on her delicate face, which was also incredible.

"Amethyst"

the moon handed the invitation to the people around her. She looked complicated and said, "he's going to get married"

Amethyst took the invitation, looked at it and whispered, "Your Majesty, are you going?"

"Well"

the moon nodded and said, "get ready. The wedding will be in January. Let's start as soon as possible"

"Your Majesty, no"

a young figure walked into the hall and stopped.

"Linghou, I don't have the order to enter the hall without permission. Is it too hard to see me?" on the Dragon chair, Mingyue says faintly.

"I dare not, but how can your majesty go to such a dangerous place as the imperial city of the summer?" Lingxiao kneels down.

"Oh?"

Mingyue's eyes narrowed slightly and said, "it seems that Linghou already knows what happened. Unexpectedly, Linghou's news is a step faster than me"

"it's my duty, but I haven't reported it yet" Lingxiao zhengse said.

"Does Marquis Ling think that the Zhiming Marquis of Daxia will do harm to me?" The moon's tone is cooling.

Lingxiao's heart sank, his head immediately lowered, and said, "dare not"

it is well known that their majesty has a lot to do with Daxia Zhiming Marquis, even half a teacher and half a friend. Even in northern Mongolia, no one dares to say half a word against the marquis.

In the past 30 years, the Marquis is the real reason why BEIMENG and Daxia have been able to live in peace.

Mingyue looked at his Highness's figure kneeling. After a long time, she said calmly, "this trip to Daxia will be arranged by you. I don't want to see any mistakes. Do you understand?"

"Yes"Lingxiao bowed his head to receive the order and answered the way.

"Go down," said the moon, waving.

"I'm leaving"

Lingxiao took the order and got up to leave.

"Your Majesty, why did you let Marquis Ling arrange this matter? Don't you worry that he has different opinions?" Purple spirit worries a way.

"He doesn't have the courage yet"

a sneer flashed on Mingyue's face and said, "the talents of the top ten aristocratic families are withering, and the Ling family is bigger. However, as long as there are people who can balance the Ling family, there will be no worry"

"Your Majesty is talking about the queen?" Zi Ling thought about it and asked.

Mingyue nodded and said, "you should be clear about her identity. Adding a Wang family is enough to contain the Ling family. I think the Wang family also knows the value of their existence. All the time, they clearly show their position and fight against the Ling family everywhere"

"then" Ziling is worried.

"The queen is the empress of northern Mongolia. Naturally, she will go. Let her make preparations," said Mingyue calmly.

Purple Ling nodded, eyes worried or hard to press down, the queen and the Marquis between the resentment is not a word can say clearly, hope this time will not make any trouble.

At the same time, an invitation from Daxia was sent to the palace of man Dynasty. The eldest brother of a man, the king of man Dynasty today, looked very ugly when he saw the contents of the invitation.

After thinking about it for a long time, man Qiu didn't dare to make decisions without authorization. He looked at the attendant and said in a deep voice, "send this post to the palace of the supreme king immediately"

"yes"

the Royal servant took the order, took the invitation and walked out of the hall quickly.

A quarter of an hour later, there was a thumping sound in the imperial palace. The anger and irrepressible murderous spirit surged and destroyed all the furnishings in the palace.

The next moment, a majestic figure came out, and his face was angry. It was the former manwang who had retired from the throne.

One step out, the figure of manwang disappeared, and quickly swept toward the north.

It's cool in the quiet night, and I know the Marquis's house. In the courtyard, Ning Chen, dressed in plain clothes, looks south. According to the time, it's almost time for that one to arrive.

In the Imperial City, the powerful pressure and the extraordinary atmosphere of hegemony are many times stronger than they were 30 years ago.

"Da Yuan man"

Ning Chen whispered that he was worthy of the title of double pride with his predecessors. This man king, or the supreme man king, is likely to be the first one to break through the immortal treading in China in the future.

Manwangzhi was shocked by all the people, and all the figures looked at the direction of Zhiming Houfu. They were shocked.

In Weiyang palace, lime goes out and looks at the distance, with her eyes flashing.

This matter, she can't intervene, can rather Chen oneself solve.

In the Imperial City, a marquis Wu walked out and looked at the powerful figure in the direction of Zhiming Marquis's house. His brow wrinkled slightly.

The former king of man did not pay much attention to the face of Da Xia.

"We can't intervene in this matter, just leave it to the adult"

not far away, let a marquis who stayed in the imperial city walk out, look ahead and calm down.

The magistrate's office, the backyard, and the manwang's body are all here. Without a word or a question, raising one's hand is the way to kill the enemy with anger.

Ning Chen's body is slightly sideways, avoiding the killing move. He immediately holds it with his left hand. In the study, a red sword flies out. The stars are shining and the soul is shining.

Start with the sword, hold the sword and, with a clang sound, the sharp light overflows.

The aftershock, Houfu backyard, huangquan lifted the ban, blocked the overflow of the aftershock, the power of destruction will be confined to ten Zhang.

"Manwang, force can't solve the problem. How about sitting down and talking about it?"

With several fighting moves, Ning Chen, who destroys his body and loses his foundation, is mainly defensive and unwilling to fight head-on.

"What can I say to an ungrateful man like you?"

The anger in manwang's heart was hard to suppress. He turned his palm into a fist, which made the stone break the sky.

Within ten feet, the earth was turned upside down and the dust waves rolled over to cover the war situation.

Ning Chen sighs in his heart, and his eyes gradually become firm. He doesn't want to avoid any more. He says calmly, "offended"

once offended, the sword in Ning Chen's hand changes, stepping, skimming and turning defense into attack.

In the cold light of the night, the sword is startling. Even without the foundation blessing, it is still unparalleled in the world.

Wan Jun's divine power, the sword of the summit, fought in the night, shaking again and again. All of them were imprisoned in the yellow spring, and there was no half point.

Within ten feet, the earth will be destroyed and the sky will be destroyed. Beyond ten feet, it will be peaceful.

"Fulong Zhentian Que"

during the fighting, the manwang was furious. He waved his left arm, urged by the divine power, gathered all around him, and hit down the Fulong Zhentian que.

The fierce move is amazing and powerful. Ning Chen takes a strange step, and his figure is like a fantasy. He avoids the edge and sweeps out the sword light.

After a sudden shock, the aftershocks spread, and the yellow spring was shaking. In a flash, it calmed down.

In the sand waves, the figure in plain clothes passes by, and the sword edge breaks the waves.

Bang!

The iron fist blocks the sharp sword, a drop of vermilion falls, and immediately shakes out, shaking back the former."Your Kung Fu body has subsided to such a degree"

manwang's eyes were surprised. In a flash, they were pressed down by the anger again. CMB Wanjun wanted to get justice for aman.

Ning Chen withdraws a few steps, stabilizes the figure, calms down the eyes again, calmly looks at the killing move that sweeps to.

Behind him is the divine prohibition of the yellow spring. There is no way to retreat. At the moment of the move, the figure in plain clothes avoids the key parts and takes a hard fist. The sword in his hand moves forward at the same time, and the sword points to the throat.

Suddenly, the strength of the fist penetrated the body, bringing out a waterfall of poignant blood. The body of the plain clothes leaned against the divine prohibition, and did not retreat.

"Master manwang, can you talk about it now"

it's close at hand. Ning Chen tolerates the chest injury and says slowly.