The first pavilion in the world, the night falls, the cold moon falls on the ground, the pavilion is filled with rays of sunshine, the night master travels, and the heaven and the earth salute.
"Boom"
The pavilion vibrated, the pavilion door opened wide, and a figure in black clothes and a high crown walked out, cold and noble, with an extraordinary temperament.
The Lord of the Night, the Lord of the Night who terrified the world, is here again after a hundred years.
Taking one step, the space is distorted, and the figure of the Night Lord disperses out of thin air and disappears.
The Three Emperors City, the Mansion of the Thirteenth Prince, is brightly lit, illuminating the entire mansion as bright as day.
In the palace of the king, the tea is tumbling and the fragrance is fragrant. In front, a young man in plain clothes is quietly making tea, his expression is focused, and his eyes are calm.
Outside the hall, the void moved slightly, and the night master appeared, his eyes looked at the young man in the hall, and he was not in a hurry to disturb.
The tea ceremony, I haven't seen such a smooth tea ceremony for a long time.
In the primitive demon realm, it is not easy for the human race to survive. How can they still have the mood to study the way of tea flower chess and chess. Many lost techniques are almost invisible today.
After a long time, in the hall, the tea was poured into the cup, it was clear and bright, the fragrance of the tea wafted, and it was refreshing.
"Night Lord, please."
Ning Chen opened his mouth and said calmly.
Outside the hall, the night master heard the words, nodded lightly, and said, "Thank you."
Reaching out and brushing off the wind and frost on his knees, the Night Lord stepped into the hall and sat down on his knees before the tea table.
The clear tea is placed in front of the table, and the fragrance is diffused. In the tea, three or two green tea leaves float up and down, slender and full.
The night master picked up the tea, smelled the aroma of the tea, took a sip, the aroma of the tea entered the throat, and after tasting it carefully, there was a sweet and bitter aftertaste, which lingered for a long time, making people intoxicated.
“Good tea”
The Lord of the Night showed admiration on his face and praised, "His Royal Highness's way of tea art can be called a master, it is really extraordinary."
"The word "Grandmaster" does not dare to be used."
Ning Chen calmly said, "The tea in the Prince's Mansion is of the highest quality in the world. You don't need very high tea skills to make tea. In the way of tea, in my hundred years of experience, only one person can get the name of Grandmaster, it's a pity , she has passed away."
"That's a pity."
Ye Lord said with emotion, "The person who can be admired by His Highness must be a rare talent in the world."
"The word Yicai is easy."
Ning Chen picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said two words silently.
Her existence is like the brightest meteor, short-lived and brilliant, the only thing worthy of her evaluation is only five words, the number one person in the world.
At least, no one could deny it in the time she was alive.
Even if you know your fate, it will be inferior.
The tea entered his throat, and the aftertaste was long, Ning Chen put down the teacup in his hand, and his thoughts returned.
Is it because he is old, why does he always think about the things of the past recently
Laughing at himself, Ning Chen calmed down, looked at the first pavilion master in front of him, and said calmly, "Sorry, I remembered some past events, and I lost my temper."
"Having unforgettable memories is not a bad thing."
The night master didn't care, the color of vicissitudes flashed in his eyes, and said, "His thirteenth highness, to tell you the truth, before coming here, the pavilion master still had doubts, but after seeing your highness, all the doubts in my heart were dispelled. ."
"Oh?"
Ning Chen heard the words, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "Does the night master mean that you can trust this prince now?"
"His Royal Highness said that, I will not deny it." The night master picked up the teacup and replied.
"Yezhu is really a person who easily trusts others." Ning Chen smiled and said indifferently, "Yezhu can lead the human race to survive so far, I admire it, but admiration is admiration, cooperation is cooperation, if you are the best in the world The pavilion can bring me not help, but trouble, it can only be said to hug
Sorry. "
"Compared to the Hundred Clan, can't the No. 1 Pavilion in the world as a human power be more trusted by His Highness?" The Night Lord asked.
"No." Ning Chen denied it directly, "Hundred clans have different hearts, but human races are also fickle, I would rather use the hundreds of clans to do things than be bound by the same clan I do. To the dissidents, the prince has to endure nausea and clean up
Portal, trouble. "
The night master stared, the thirteenth prince's words are not unreasonable, if it were him, I am afraid he would also choose this way.
"Since the Lord of the Night came in person today, I have a word, I will say it clearly." Ning Chen looked at the man in front of him and said calmly, "Cooperating with the number one pavilion in the world will do more harm than good. The power of the human race is very deep, and all the help I got today will immediately turn into resistance, does the night master understand
"
The night master heard the words and fell silent. After a long time, he opened his mouth and said, "I understand, I am disturbed."
After speaking, the night master put down the teacup in his hand, got up and walked towards the outside of the hall.
In front of the tea table, Ning Chen looked at the former's back and said, "Since the number one pavilion in the world is a killer organization, it must be better than anyone else to collect money to buy life. This prince happens to have a business, I don't know the number one in the world. Do you dare to accept it?"
Hearing the words, the night master paused, looked back at the young man in the hall, and said, "The first pavilion in the world, there is no business that you dare not accept."
"it is good"
Ning Chen got up and said calmly, "I want my life alone. In the west, it's enough to have two princes in the imperial city. I don't want that one to come back."
Hearing who the former said, Ye Lord's expression condensed, this is really a big deal.
"This is the deposit."
Ning Chen raised his hand, and in the turbulent spiritual energy, a pile of immortal jade appeared like a hill. The amazing number made people speechless.
The night master stared, and after a while, he calmed down, turned around and continued to walk outside the hall.
"Your Highness's reputation, this pavilion master can trust, the deposit will be waived, and when the task is completed, I will collect payment from your highness according to the payment standard of the first pavilion in the world."
The voice fell, in front of the palace, the void shook, and the figure of the night master walked into it, and disappeared after a short while.
After the night master left, the palace regained its tranquility. Ning Chen looked at the beating fire in front of him and sighed in his heart.
It's not that he is not close to human beings, but that the world is inherently ruthless. If he has affection, how can he fight against this ruthless world.
Outside the hall, the night was getting darker, and the Prince's Mansion, which was quiet, could hardly hear any sound. Inside the hall, the figure who had never slept, as usual, meditated day and night, full of white hair, and dazzling.
…
Heaven beyond the sky, worship the moon and the ancient land, the two swords reflect the sun and the moon, the words of the sky move the world, the delicate hands dance, and one person shakes the two swords.
Outside the battle, Li Ning quietly watched the battle of the three, with a focused expression, and his eyes did not turn.
In the battle, the blue sword light is pressing step by step.
On the other side, the white clothes are like electricity, the extremely fast sword, the speed is unrecognizable, and the ordinary sword is even better than the peerless magic weapon.
Between the two, Yin'er, who seemed to be no more than 28 years old, had a solemn expression, her cultivation base was fully open, and the Phoenix Divine Flame was coiled around her body.
The source of heavenly language, the body of the phoenix, gathered together the world's most powerful inheritance Yin'er, fighting strength by leaps and bounds, facing the double swords alone, without the slightest fear.
"boom"
The palms and swords clashed again, the heavens and the earth moved together, the aftermath shook, and in the Holy Land, the runes rose, endlessly, blocking the impact of the war.
After the initial intention, the sword of extreme speed swept in instantly, whether it was fast or fast.
Yin'er calmed down, turned her palms, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was compressed heavily, and she came up to the sword.
The palm of the hand advanced, the white clothes flashed, and the eyes couldn't move, at least behind the woman.
At the same time, in Aman's hands, his original intentions changed, and before Phoenix was summoned, he expected the enemy to come first.
"Curse"
One move is restrained, another move is repeated, Yin'er drank softly, her whole body was surging, heaven and earth were ordered, and ten thousand thunders came into the world.
"Boom"
An earth-shattering earthquake sounded, white clothes flashed in the sea of thousands of thunder, and the figure remained calm.
On the other side, in Aman's hands, Zi Xiao appeared, his two swords moved in unison, and the sword light cut wind and thunder.
After one move, Aman's figure bullied himself up again, Zi Xiao disappeared, and his original intentions regained their splendor.
In the void, Bai Yi raised his sword wings, and with absolute speed, the time and space were instantly torn apart, and the sword reached the battle.
Absolute strength, pure heart, and fast sword, the two joined forces, and Yin'er, who was stronger than the two inheritances of Tianyu and Phoenix, quickly fell into the disadvantage, and it was difficult to show their strength.
Boom, when I heard the twin swords shake the power of the sky again, the moment when the original intention was to conquer the enemy, the fan sword stabbed into the girl's heart.
An inch in front of the heart, where the sword converges, and the battle stops in an instant.
During the battle, the two figures manifested, Aman and Mu Chengxue looked at the girl in front of them without saying a word.
Yin'er recovered from the shock, her expression darkened, and she said, "I lost."
This is the third time, and every time, she can't stick to ten moves.
She has been inherited from the Heaven Whisperer and Master, but she has never been able to exert all her strength.
Ah Man stepped forward, patted the girl's head lightly, and said softly, "I've made progress, don't worry."
Aside, Mu Chengxue waved his sword and turned to leave.
Talent can never be equated with strength. If she has the same strength and cultivation, her master alone is enough to block everyone present.
"Thanks for your hard work."
At the moment of the wrong body, Lime opened his mouth and said calmly.
"She did a good job, but it wasn't enough."
Mu Chengxue said calmly, "The strength she should have is far more than that. She has obtained her master's phoenix origin, but the power she exerts is not half of her master's."
"Wait a minute."
Qing Ning sighed softly and said, "You also know how much suffering her master has suffered because of her unparalleled combat power."
Mu Chengxue was silent. After a while, he nodded and said, "I know that Aman and I will continue to train her until she can fully unleash her potential."
After speaking, Mu Chengxue didn't say any more, and continued to walk forward.
Li Ning retracted her gaze and looked at the girl in front of her, her gaze became very complicated.
Yin'er, the time left for you may really be running out.
At the same time, in the northwest of the Primal Demon Realm, Yangguan Peak, the number one pavilion in the world, the pavilion under the cold moon, surrounded by smoke and mist, the first person in the Eastern Realm, the first person in the Four Profound Realm sat quietly, in front of him, smoke from the incense burner, misting his face.
Looking at the sword alone, the cold is biting, and the body is covered with lead, which makes it even more graceful.
The cold wind rises, and the lonely lamp dances lightly, reflecting a person's cold body, I don't know where to go to Usha, black and white lightly decorated, the golden scroll of the saint, reflecting the purity of the world.
The void moves, the Lord of the Night is coming, and the sword in the fog has not been disturbed for a long time. After the lonely lamp, the red brocade wipes the sword, as soft as water, the years on the sword are hundreds of years and thousands of years.