The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

The curtain of the tent was lifted up, and a few big men came in. They were fierce and didn't look good.

All the men in the grassland have seen blood. Once they are serious, they will send out a different sense of oppression.

However, it's just for ordinary people. The two people in the account are not only murderers, but also extraordinary people who can't even blink their eyes.

Ning Chen turns the wheelchair over, Shua ground a to insert the ink sword on the ground, the color on the face does not conceal, fight is right, who is afraid of who.

The old man with white beard came in, the city of Ming came in, and the doctor also came in. Looking at the calm young man in green, his brows were wrinkled.

"Take away," the old man with white beard said.

"Yes," the seven men walked around the wheelchair and directly grabbed the young man in Tsing Yi.

Ning Chen's face became more uncomfortable. When he was transparent, he patted the ink sword with his right hand, and suddenly a wave of Zhenyuan swung open, and several big men were shocked back a few steps.

"Have words to say" itself is guilty, rather Chen also don't want things too rigid, pressure temperament, open a way.

"Ming City, you hold him down," the old man with white beard said with a heavy face.

"Yes" Mingcheng reluctantly pulls out the machete on his waist, moves forward two steps and says to Ning Chen, "brother Ning, I've offended you"

Ning Chen's face is getting colder and colder.

Keng, ink sword scabbard, sword body frost, snow surge, the temperature of the whole tent are low down.

Tense atmosphere spread, war is imminent, at this time, has been quiet Yan Pro Wang opened a mouth.

"OK, put the sword away"

the words fell, Prince Yan stepped out of the tent and said faintly, "go and see what's going on"

"en" Ning Chen narrowed his eyes, took the sword back to the scabbard, and went out with him.

Two people walk out, the cold sweat on the body of Ming City just flows down, they still look down upon the young man on the wheelchair too much, don't say he is a person, even if more than ten, I'm afraid it's impossible to stop him.

"Patriarch, don't come here hard," Mingcheng advised again.

With a cold hum, the old man turned around and walked out of the tent.

In Pei Yan's account, Ning Chen and Prince Yan look at the beautiful girl lying on the bed and get the real situation from the doctor.

"Master, can we help you?" Ning Chen sends a sound to ask a way.

"Ling crystal flower" Prince Yan light way.

"That's hopeless?" Ning Chen sinks a voice way.

"With your blood, plus the king's hand, you can extend her life for three years. Still, it's up to you to deal with it," Prince Yan said calmly.

"Benevolence to justice, that's it." Ning Chen nodded and made a quick decision.

With that, Ning Chen turns around, looks at the old man with white beard who just entered, and says, "we can extend the life of Pei Yan for three years. As a deal, all the previous enmities will be over."

the old man with white beard is stunned, and the people present are also stunned. Ning Chen does not urge her, and waits patiently and indifferently.

The anxiety of the people present is in the most striking contrast to their peace. What Chang Sun said on that day is vividly reflected at the moment. Ning Chen is the most merciless person in the world.

If it's not their fault, it's none of their business to live or die.

She's not a barbarian!

"Are you sure?" The old man with white beard asked with a trace of distrust in his eyes.

"Believe it or not" Ning Chen doesn't matter.

The old man's face changed again and again. After a moment, he suddenly clenched his teeth and said, "OK, I promise you"

"let's all go out." Prince Yan stepped forward, came to the bed and said faintly.

The old man with white beard and the people present hesitated for a moment, but still hesitated.

"Now it's time to repent." Ning Chen also turns his wheelchair and comes to the bed.

"All out" the old man with white beard finally made up his mind to drive everyone out of the tent, and then went out with him.

"Poor world parents heart" Ning Chen sighed softly, immediately, the sword finger across the arm, a drop of blood flowing out, along the arm dripping in Peiyan's heart.

He has the power of the turn day pill in his body, and he has been soaked in Tianchi in northern Mongolia, which can be said to be a living medicine guide.

At the same time, Prince Yan turned his hand to condense Qi, and his innate power wrapped in dripping blood quickly fell into Pei Yan's heart. In an instant, the power of the medicine dispersed and began to moisten Pei Yan's weak heart.

After about ten breath, Prince Yan stops his hand. Ning Chen's hand is wiped, and the silver flash stops the blood on his arm. He immediately looks at Pei Yan on the bed, waiting for the latter to wake up.

After another half column incense time, Pei Yan woke up, looking at the young man in green clothes, weak way, "can you tell me your true identity?"

"Daxia, Prince Yan" Prince Yan said lightly.

Pei Yan was stunned, and then she closed her eyes powerlessly. A drop of tears slipped quietly. "Thank you"

Ning Chen and Prince Yan went out. The old man with white beard immediately entered the tent. When she saw Pei Yan waking up on the bed, she couldn't help crying with joy."Let them go"

the voice of the old man came out of the account. When Mingcheng and others heard it, they automatically gave way and let them go.

"Let's go" Prince Yan walked in front, hunting in green clothes, calm way.

"En" rather Chen answer a voice, then also followed up.

Two people leave, not urgent, not the slightest nostalgia, grassland again beautiful, they are just passers-by, had seen on the line.

"There is no basis for mountains, no basis for water, sad grass, light clouds, green willows, cuckoos can't bear to hear..."

On the grassland, the sound of farewell suddenly appears. Ning Chen looks back. But in front of the tent, a woman in red wedding dress is sitting there, holding a lute in her arms. She looks pale, her red lips are like blood, like a rose in full bloom in the cold wind, so beautiful that people dare not look directly at her.

"It's a pity"

Ning Chen sighed, but he didn't say much. He immediately turned around and continued to walk forward.

Prince Yan looks as calm as ever, never had any waves, step by step, unswervingly.

The grassland was very large. They went northward together, and there was no stop in the middle until they reached the destination of this trip, the capital of northern Mongolia.

This is a city in the desert. From a distance, you can see the holy city of Buddha floating on the Yellow Sea, which is very shocking.

After they entered the capital, they found that the life of the people in the capital was quite different from that of the grassland outside, but it was similar to that of the people in the Central Plains. They were doing all kinds of small businesses, working at the beginning of the day and stopping at the end of the day.

Ning Chen takes a look at the magnificent royal court building in the distance, and sneers. He hears that after the death of the emperor of northern Mongolia, the royal court was in chaos, and several princes competed for the throne. At this time, fan Lingyue was born. He wiped out all the resistance forces cleanly, helped the infant of the former Emperor to the throne, and ended the civil strife in northern Mongolia.

In this way, the little emperor of northern Mongolia was only seven years old this year.

"The sand sword of northern Mongolia is about to be born. I want to go and have a look. Let's say goodbye." at this moment, Prince Yan's eyes flashed a touch of fine light and said.

Smell speech, rather Chen shows a Zheng, then nodded, the elder since don't let him go together, it shows his strength is not enough, with the past may be dangerous.

"How do I get in touch?" Ning Chen asks a way.

"No, I will go to you." before the sound of the words came down, Prince Yan's figure had disappeared and he rushed to the north.

Ning Chen opened his mouth and finally shook his head helplessly. He had expected Prince Yan to do something with him, but now it seems that it depends on him.

It's a bit difficult, but we can't wait for it all the time. The situation in Daxia is at stake. The eldest grandson still doesn't know what his headache is like. He always has to do something.

As soon as he entered the capital, he learned about the war situation of the two dynasties. The Tianmen pass of Daxia was broken by fanlingyue. The 300000 troops of northern Mongolia drove straight in and blocked the three Marquis of Daxia.

This is the worst news. Since the war between the two dynasties, the loss of troops in Daxia has reached a terrible number, while the northern Mongolian army is almost intact.

Two hundred thousand soldiers from beizhangyuan and yanguicheng, three hundred and fifty thousand soldiers from zuoqiusheng, and three hundred thousand soldiers from the three Marquises who were no longer able to form a threat in their hands, made it impossible for Daxia's nearly 850000 soldiers to stop 300000 soldiers from BEIMENG.

Among them, the biggest difference is that there is a Fanling moon in northern Mongolia, but not in Daxia.

This is a woman who can create an era with her own strength. She is already invincible.

Ning Chen doesn't want to know that he's still alive this time. He just doesn't want to fight with such a woman. He's also full of fear.

Since he came to this world, he has suffered several losses, even several serious injuries, and is on the verge of death. There is the shadow of fan Lingyue behind him.

She wanted to kill him, and he wanted to kill her, too. It was so simple that he could ignore everything.

Love home is an available chess piece.

According to the machete in Ming Cheng's hand, he can basically conclude that the people who assassinated Chang sun were from the Qing family, so it can also be concluded that this Qing family is also a secret chess hidden by fan Lingyue.

He wants to go in and have a look at what kind of place this love home is.

The family of love is located in the capital of northern Mongolia. In this place of imperial power, where the aristocratic family is like a dog and the dignitaries are everywhere, it is not very impressive.

However, Qingjia is a little different from other aristocratic families and dignitaries. Qingjia is not a single family in the true sense.

There are very few children in the direct family of Qing family, and they are not allowed to intermarry with others. As a result, there are fewer and fewer successors in this line. Under the circumstances of being forced to do so, Qing family has established rules to give surnames to those who have made great contributions to Qing family.

Ning Chen only wants to say one word about the tradition and rules of Qing family, bah!

If you marry close relatives, you will never die of brain damage.

However, it also gave him a lot of convenience. For the sake of the continuation of his blood, the lovers would not refuse the real strong. In the future, as long as they contributed enough, they could give him a surname.

He had no interest in the surname, and he went in to stab.The Qing family is very big, very big, so big that it's amazing. Ning Chen is very high-profile and arrogant when he enters the Qing family. He directly enters the Qing family. His cultivation of martial arts seven grades immediately attracts the attention of the senior level of the Qing family. It's rare to see a martial arts seven grades who is less than 20 years old.

"I'm here to be a guest minister, and call someone who can talk." Ning Chen, holding a broken iron sword in his hand, stuck it on the ground with a click, and said wildly to the fallen people in front of him.