Outside the imperial city, in the ten-mile maple forest, I was destined to live with the ghosts and return to ordinary life.
In the imperial city, the seven Marquis of the Great Xia Dynasty looked at the direction of Shili Fenglin, and their expressions were all dignified.
Daxia has been peaceful for many years, and no one is allowed to break this tranquility, but the breath of the one in the ten-mile maple forest is too amazing.
The contemporary Marquis of Triumph personally left the imperial city and went to Shili Fenglin.
The other six Marquis of Wu stood quietly in the imperial city, waiting for the news of the Marquis of Triumph.
Ten miles of maple forest, Ning Chen played with ghosts, red maples scattered all over the sky, dyeing the world red.
Outside the maple forest, the Great Xia Kaixuan Hou stepped forward, his black armor clanging loudly.
The title of Wuhou, passed down from generation to generation, symbolizes the supreme glory of Daxia.
In the maple forest, Ning Chen felt the breath of the person coming, patted his little head lightly, and said with a smile, "Gui Gui, a guest is here, go and play for a while."
"Yes, Daddy."
Guigui replied with a milky voice, and ran to the side to play.
At this time, Daxia Dangdai Kaixuanhou came to Fenglin and saw the white-haired young man in front of him, his expression slightly condensed.
The two people looked at each other, one was calm as water, the other was unusually alert, but neither of them spoke.
After a long time, a smile appeared on Ning Chen's face and said, "You should call me senior."
When Marquis Kaixuan heard the words, his expression was startled, but he quickly recovered and saluted respectfully, "Senior."
"Marquis of Triumph?"
Ning Chen looked at the armor on the former's body and asked.
"Exactly."
The Duke of Triumph said solemnly.
Ning Chen looked in the direction of the imperial city and said softly, "You guys are good."
He thought that after so many years, Daxia no longer existed, but he did not expect that this dynasty, which was nearly withered in the past, could be passed down to this day.
The Marquis of Triumph looked at the white-haired man in front of him, and felt more and more familiar.
Why, he always felt that the person in front of him had seen it somewhere.
Suddenly, the Marquis of Triumph was shocked, with a look of disbelief on his face.
The guardian god in the legend of Daxia, the Marquis of Zhiming!
In front of the palace, there is a statue of a god. In the great calamity of Shenzhou, Zhiminghou and his group fought against the sky to save Shenzhou from the catastrophe.
The man in front of him and the statue in front of the palace are too similar.
"Victory, meet the senior Zhiminghou!"
The Marquis of Triumph came back to his senses and bowed respectfully. His heart was turbulent, surging like a storm.
Hearing these familiar three words, Ning Chen's face showed a look of nostalgia.
"You are all fine."
Ning Chen calmed down and sighed, "Keep the honor of Marquis Wu, and the most important thing is to keep this pure land."
"Yes." The Marquis of Triumph replied respectfully.
"Go back, you can come to me anytime if you have anything." Ning Chen said calmly.
"Retire in triumph."
The Marquis of Triumph saluted, then turned and left.
After Hou Kaixuan left, Ning Chen walked up to Guigui who was playing with him, crouched down, and said softly, "Gugui, what are you doing?"
"draw."
Guigui held a twig in his hand and drew on the ground, answering.
"What are you painting?" Ning Chen asked curiously.
"Niu Niu."
Guigui said in a childish voice.
Ning Chen squatted aside and patiently watched Gui Gui painting without disturbing him.
After drawing for a long time, Guigui drew a strange and dissimilar cow, which looked a bit ridiculous.
"Dad, it's done."
Gui Gui raised his head and said with a look of anticipation.
"Well drawn."
Ning Chen chuckled and said, "It's just, it can be better."
After finishing speaking, Ning Chen picked up a branch from his side, added on the ghosts and ghosts, and added the finishing touch to it.
Guigui looked at the bulls and bulls drawn by his father, his beautiful big eyes were wide open and very bright.
"Look at the ghost, does it look like it?"
After painting, Ning Chen looked at the little guy beside him and asked softly.
"Like, Daddy is amazing."
Gui Gui said with a look of admiration on his face.
Ning Chen smiled and said, "Guigui is also great, and it will get better and better in the future."
Exaggerated by his father, Guigui smiled like a flower, and he was very happy.
Father and son Tianlun, so warm, Guigui stepped forward and hugged his father, coquettishly said, "Daddy, I want to eat candied gourd."
"Okay, Daddy will take you to buy it."
Ning Chen got up, stretched out Guigui's little hand, and said.
Daxia Imperial City, Kaixuanhou Mansion, and the seven Marquis of Daxia gathered together. When they heard Kaixuanhou reveal the identity of the young man in Shili Fenglin, his face was shocked.
The guardian god in the legend of Daxia, the Marquis of Zhiming
"The Marquis of Zhiming is still alive." The contemporary Marquis Wangchuan said with a shocked expression.
"There's nothing wrong, that senior looks exactly the same as the statue, and he didn't lie," said the Marquis of Triumph.
"To live in this era, how strong is that senior?" Hou Ning said.
"Unmeasurable."
The Marquis of Triumph replied, "In front of him, I can't even think of taking action."
"It must be Marquis Zhiming." At this time, among the seven Marquis, a woman actually said, "The one buried in Shili Fenglin is the eldest grandson of my court. According to legend, the eldest grandson and The Marquis of Zhiming is in love with the mother and son, and Shili Fenglin is because of the power of Marquis Zhiming
Protect, just never wither. "
"The words of the blood-clothed prince are reasonable."
The Marquis of Wangchuan nodded and said, "As soon as that senior appeared, he returned to Shili Fenglin. He is undoubtedly the Marquis of Fate."
"The senior is here."
The woman, who is also a contemporary blood-clothed marquis, looked outside the imperial city with a solemn expression.
The other six Marquis also felt the powerful aura coming from afar, and their hearts were slightly condensed.
Daxia Imperial City, Ning Chen came with Guigui, the prosperity of the Imperial City was even more prosperous than before.
Ning Chen looked at the familiar but more unfamiliar Daxia Imperial City in front of him, a stream of light flashed in his eyes.
"Daddy, candied gourd."
Guigui stretched out his little hand, pointed at the booth not far away, and said expectantly.
"I see."
Ning Chen nodded, and brought Guigui to buy candied haws.
At this moment, not far away, seven Marquis of Wu headed by the Marquis of Kaixuan came and stopped ten steps away.
In front of the booth ten steps away, Ning Chen put a bunch of candied haws in Guigui's hands and smiled, "Gugui, is that enough?"
"Enough."
Gui Gui responded, stretched out the candied gourd in front of him, and said softly, "Daddy eat it."
Ning Chen took a bite of the candied haws, it was sweet and sour, and the taste was exactly the same as it was back then.
Ten steps away, the seven Marquis looked at the white-haired young man in front of them, and no one dared to come forward to disturb him.
Like, so similar.
On the street, Ning Chen turned around and saw the seven contemporary Marquis. He smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, Guigui wants to eat candied haws, we will go back in a while."
"Senior Zhiminghou."
The blood-clothed Marquis stepped forward, wearing a blood-red tight-fitting battle suit so coquettishly, looking at the legendary patron saint of Daxia in front of him, and respectfully said, "I have waited for the road of martial arts to stagnate for many years, and I hope the seniors can give me some guidance."
Ning Chen looked at the seven people and sighed in his heart. It turned out that the shackles of Daxia Wuhou's cultivation still existed after so long.
Fighting all his life, he was entangled in killing karma. Although the Wuhou of the previous dynasties of the Xia Dynasty was astonishingly powerful, his cultivation base was severely restricted and he was struggling every step of the way.
"If you have time, go to Shili Fenglin to find me." Ning Chen calmed down, said with a smile, and immediately left with Guigui.