In this world, Xiantian is high above, and it is also feared. As Ning Chen said, Xiantian is a monster that should not exist.
There is always a limit to the strength of a martial artist. However, at the point of Xiantian, it is no longer a manpower to contend with, and only Xiantian can kill the innate.
However, there is an exception, that is, when you first enter the innate, at this moment, the innate vision and the three disasters and five calamities will come at the same time.
Mu Qianshang stepped into Xiantian at the most inopportune time. He had suppressed this battle for a long time, and at the last moment, he could no longer suppress it.
This battle was very enjoyable, even if there was still no winner, even in the midst of a crisis, Mu Qianshang never regretted it.
Many people in the world don't want to see a congenital appear, especially if this congenital is not on their side, it is actually a very tempting thing to kill a congenital when there is no resistance.
It's just that they didn't expect that Marquis Zhiming would block there.
There is no turning back when the bow is opened. Now that the shot has been shot, it is impossible to regret it again. One death is death, and two deaths are also death.
The blood on the ground was flowing in a pool, some from Mu Qianshang and some from Ning Chen.
Ning Chen stood alone in front of Mu Qianshang, his plain clothes were stained with blood, and he looked like he was almost exhausted. However, as long as this figure was still standing, everyone present did not dare to underestimate him.
The person in the dark moved again, and this time, there was another sword energy.
Three palms, one sword, and extraordinary power. If Ning Chen was at his peak, or if he still had half of his strength, he would not take these three palms and one sword to heart. Unfortunately, this was never assumed in the world.
Xia Ziyi, who was ten miles away, reacted, her figure moved instantly, the autumn water filled the sky, and she stopped a palm with a bang.
The remaining two palms, a sword roared galloping, unavoidable, unstoppable, only a death battle.
"Nine Heavens Void Fury"
With the last strength, the sky descended to the divine waterfall, and the Nine Heavens Galaxy hung upside down, blocking two palms, but it was unable to block the rushing sword light.
"呲"
The sword qi entered the body, Ning Chen stepped back, took a step, and refused to step back half a step.
The blood on his chest was flowing, and the ground in front of him instantly turned scarlet.
Da Yin Qing Que's sword twisted to the ground, becoming the only support for the standing person, and he has not fallen down, just because he once owed a favor to the person behind him.
At this moment, no matter who wants to win over Ning Chen or kill Ning Chen, surprisingly they didn't help, just wait and see how things develop.
All in all, these powerhouses in the Imperial City do not want this disruptive variable to survive. On weekdays, they cannot be killed. Today, they have this opportunity, and they are naturally happy to see it happen.
Xia Ziyi and Ning Chen were ten miles apart, and when they blocked the palm of their hand, they were seven miles apart. Now, three miles away, there are still four miles left.
Four miles, for a ninth-rank powerhouse, is really nothing, but at this moment, it has become the distance between life and death. Another three palms, a sword, burst out of the sky, Xia Ziyi was furious, her anger shook her crown, and her black hair danced wildly. Once, getting closer, swinging a palm and a sword, but already
Is the limit, still can only watch the remaining two palms printed on Su Yi's body.
The sword that twisted the ground supported the figure that refused to fall. After receiving two palms, he stood silently, but he really didn't take a half step back.
Bobo's blood infiltrated into the ground along the Great Yin Qingque Sword. The sword of the previous dynasty will reappear in the world after a thousand years, but it was the blood of Marquis Wu of the present that was first stained.
How ironic, how sad.
In the blink of an eye, Xia Ziyi was three miles closer again, and there was only one mile within reach between Suyi and Xia Ziyi.
This time, Xia Ziyi blocked three palms, or in other words, these three palms blocked the way of this big Xia prince.
The last sword came, and no one could stop it. Xia Ziyi couldn't do it, and neither could the azure shadow from the Weiyang Palace.
However, at this moment, a snow-colored sword swept across the sword light, just like that pair of bewitching eyes, so stunning and unforgettable.
"Come on for me." Mu Qianshang tapped Suyi's body a few times with her fingers, and said calmly.
At this moment, Xia Ziyi and Qing Ning also arrived, supported Ning Chen, and without saying a word, stuffed the three life-saving medicinal pills into it.
The figure in the dark wanted to escape, but Mu Qianshang's consciousness dispersed, and when he moved, he immediately disappeared.
"Go back." Ning Chen stopped caring about these things, coughed twice, and said extremely tired.
"kindness"
Qing Ning and Xia Ziyi responded, supporting the former from left to right, and immediately walked towards the imperial city.
Those who stood in front of them moved away early, and at this moment, no one dared to stop them for half a minute.
Before dawn, Ning Chen returned to Hou's mansion. The plain clothes were clean, they were new, and there was no trace of blood.
In the Hou Mansion, no one knew what happened to their Hou, but felt that since this day, Hou Ye coughed more and more.
Ning Chen took the Taixi Pill from Su Feiyan in the past, plus Lime's innate power, and saved his life again.
"Niangniang, the sword is back"
In the Weiyang Palace, Qing Ning returned with the Da Yin Qing Que Sword in his hand, and said lonely.
"How is he?" The eldest grandson didn't look at the sword in the sword box, but asked.
"alive"
Qing Ning said softly, living, that's all, Ning Chen survived again, she can't remember the number of times.
Ridiculous and sad words, he can persist a few times.
"It's good to be alive"
The eldest grandson sighed deeply and said slowly.
The remaining three or four days were the time when the three princes of Daxia visited the most. Xia Ziyi did not say, the purpose of the other two princes was already clear.
The tenth prince is cautious by nature, knowing that a letter does not mean much, so when he came, he brought a big gift and a small gift.
Ning Chen only asked one sentence, "Tenth Prince, who are you hiding your martial arts cultivation for?"
The tenth prince was silent for a long time, and finally, he said a name.
Ning Chen wasn't surprised, he had already guessed it, but it was always better for the tenth prince to admit it himself.
After the tenth prince left, the third prince came a day later. The prince who had the most hope of taking the position of Emperor Xia didn't see Ning Chen's death, so he hoped to pull him to his side.
The two talked for a whole day, and the content was nothing more than a transaction of interests.
The third prince is different from the tenth prince. He is a person who is good at being small and big. Ning Chen sees it clearly, so he is more careful.
"Is there a decision?" Xia Ziyi asked calmly.
"It's almost there, we can only make the final decision after tomorrow's auction." Ning Chen coughed twice and replied.
Xia Ziyi was silent, sitting there for a long time without saying a word.
"Eldest Prince, there is only so much I can do, the rest is still up to you and Niangniang to solve." Ning Chen sighed, and said with a tired face.
"Doesn't house arrest work?" Xia Ziyi said slowly.
"It must be killed," Ning Chen said.
Winning the king and defeating the bandit, since he is a bandit, he must not save his life. He still understands the truth of cutting grass and rooting, not to mention that the opponent is a prince who holds military power.
"Do you know about the contact between the third prince and Beimeng?" Ning Chen asked softly.
"I know, this is obviously a suspicious plan of the military advisor from Beimeng, and it can't be done," Xia Ziyi replied.
"I felt the same way a few days ago, but after thinking about it, it's very likely that this dubious trick is a fake," Ning Chen reminded.
"Is there any evidence?" Xia Ziyi asked with a frown.
"No." Ning Chen shook his head and said, "I'm investigating. In fact, I also hope that this matter is false. The third prince is indeed more suitable to be the emperor than the tenth prince."
Xia Ziyi nodded slightly, and after a long time, she got up, "It's getting late, I'll go back first, my mother has a word for me to explain to you, she doesn't care about your marriage with Xinyu"
Ning Chen was stunned for a moment, then sighed silently, and said, "That's it."
Xia Ziyi left, Ning Chen sat on the seat, his eyes were tightly closed, a feeling of exhaustion came from his body, so clear, let the Buddha's whole body no longer belong to him.
In the backyard, Liu Ruoxi was still curled up on the bed. Since coming to the Hou Mansion, the courtesan who stunned the imperial city has become much more lazy. Every day, he sleeps until he wakes up naturally, and then walks around the backyard a few times, tired. Then go back to rest.
In the backyard on weekdays, except for Xiaoyun, the rest of the servants can't come in. Liu Ruoxi knows that her identity is not visible now, and she never leaves the backyard.
Ning Chen came to the backyard, knocked on the door and entered Liu Ruoxi's room, saw the beautiful figure curled up on the bed, and said, "If you feel bored, you can change your face and go out for a walk."
Liu Ruoxi smiled lightly. After that night, she was no longer afraid of this Marquis. She reached out and stroked the hair around her ear, and said softly, "No, it's fine now."
Ning Chen smiled and didn't force it, but he didn't see it before. It turned out that this Liu Huakui was not a diligent woman, and it was estimated that she was forced out before.
In the words of later generations, it is the standard house girl.
"Mingyue likes to listen to stories, if you have nothing to do, you can tell her about what happened in the past." Ning Chen said calmly.
"Okay," Liu Ruoxi said lazily, "However, the little boy really looks like a little girl."
Listening to Liu Ruoxi's seemingly unintentional words, Ning Chen's eyes suddenly turned cold, and murderous intent loomed.
"I don't want to hear this sentence again, and I don't want to hear you mention it to anyone again." Ning Chen opened his mouth and warned lightly.
A woman's sixth sense is really a troublesome thing. After only a few days of getting along, she has already begun to doubt the identity of Mingyue Girl.
When Liu Ruoxi heard Ning Chen's warning tone, for some reason, there was no fear, she smiled and replied, "Don't worry, Lord Hou, Ruoxi doesn't know anything."
"You're not in good shape, rest well."
After speaking, Ning Chen didn't stay any longer, turned around, and walked out.
Looking at the back of the former leaving, Liu Ruoxi still curled up on the bed softly, her peerless face was languid, unwilling, and did not want to think about other things. In fact, the last thing she likes is to use her brain.