The two of them walked around the mansion in silence for a long time. Ning Chen looked at the familiar and unfamiliar Hou mansion with a lot of thoughts in his heart. Before he knew it, he had been in this world for a year. In this year, too many things happened, it seems that It's still in front of you, but when you think about it carefully,
is so far away.
Great Xia went from its peak to decline rapidly. Emperor Xia died, and the world cut off Xia. This thousand-year-old dynasty has declined so fast that in just one year, it has fallen to a precarious level.
Prosperity must decline. It is the general trend of the world. It is a miracle that Daxia can last for a thousand years.
In the history of China, except for the very distant Zhou Dynasty, there has never been a dynasty that existed for more than five hundred years, let alone a long thousand years.
In fact, Da Xia's fatigue has already shown signs. Just like the chaos in the seven cities, he still doesn't think that this is something that Prince Yue can do. However, it has been a long time, and he doesn't want to. To investigate again.
Many historical truths will eventually be buried in the darkness. Now that the new emperor has succeeded and the dust has settled, it is meaningless to pursue many things.
Perhaps, there are more internal worries in Daxia that have not appeared, but they are no longer important.
The fall of Daxia was accidental and inevitable, but Fan Lingyue's birth brought the day forward by ten years, a hundred years, or even a thousand years.
Living in the same era as such a person is both fortunate and unfortunate.
He doesn't know whether Daxia will die or not, he will try his best to stop it, as for the result, he can't decide.
The greatest wisdom of all listening to the moon is to be good at taking advantage of the general trend. Manpower will eventually be poor. No matter how smart people are, they can't predict everything like God. Can.
In the thousand years of the big summer, there are too many hidden dangers. In this world, there are not many people who give help in the snow, but there are many people who fall into trouble.
Daxia occupies the fertile land in the Central Plains, if possible, everyone wants to come up and take a bite.
There is no doubt about the power of Daxia, and neither Beimeng nor the Eternal Night God can be Daxia's opponent.
As for the later barren city, Du'e Temple, Daxia civil strife and a series of other things, they were all the result of Fan Lingyue's behind-the-scenes push under the general trend.
Since the war between the two dynasties, Daxia has consumed too much power due to various internal and external reasons. When the war with Northern Mongolia was officially launched, he found that he had never been willing.
Ning Chen knew very well in his heart that Da Xia had lost the best opportunity, and every battle in the future was bound to be even more difficult.
Jiaoyue traveled westward, and the two walked back to the backyard again. Ning Chen glanced around, and finally glanced at the familiar Hou Mansion, and said softly, "It's not early, I have to visit someone, let's go."
Liu Ruoxi's eyes dimmed, she let go of the hand that pushed the wheelchair, and silently gave way.
Ning Chen said no more, summoned the ghost sedan chair, and left immediately.
Looking at the ghost sedan chair, Liu Ruoxi gathered up her courage and used all her strength to shout, "Master Hou, go back to the manor if you have time."
The words that were shouted kept echoing in the mansion, but unfortunately, the people who had gone away could not hear it, or maybe heard it, and did not answer.
The most difficult thing in the world to repay is love, because it is not something that can be achieved with hard work, just like some people spend their whole lives trying to like someone, while others try their best to forget someone.
God's will always makes people, and there are few times when people are satisfied.
Love doesn't know where to start, it goes deeper and deeper, hard work doesn't come, and it doesn't go away.
Liu Ruoxi turned around and went back to her room, the tears could not be restrained any longer, falling like rain.
Ning Chen decided to leave, without any lingering, his heart was like steel.
From the Haowu Prince's Mansion, the ghost sedan came and shook all the guards away.
"Go back," Xia Ziyi walked out and said.
"Yes." The guards stepped back to clear the way between the two.
Ning Chen got off the sedan chair, looked at the man in front of him, and said, "Don't come here and be safe."
"Stay safe," Xia Ziyi said.
"I'm sorry about what happened before!" Ning Chen said seriously.
Xia Ziyi was silent for a moment, then said, "You did nothing wrong, you don't need to apologize to me"
The result of that night was the best, and Da Xia could no longer risk the second mutiny to force the palace.
Hearing this, Ning Chen sighed in his heart. It was extremely complicated. He knew very well that if it wasn't for his arrow, Da Xia might have another innate now.
The innate realm is not so easy to enter. If you fail once, the next time will inevitably be more difficult.
He didn't expect that Xia Ziyi would risk his life to block that arrow for the third prince, and he didn't expect that Xia Ziyi would step into the innate realm at that moment.
Unfortunately, that arrow changed everything.
The night was intoxicating, and the gentle caressing wind blew on the body with a touch of coolness, making it a little cooler.
"Have you seen the queen mother?" Xia Ziyi asked.
"No." Ning Chen shook his head.
"Go there when you have time, since your accident, the mother has never been out of Weiyang Palace again," Xia Ziyi sighed.
Ning Chen was silent and didn't respond. It wasn't that he didn't want to go, but he didn't dare to go.
The eldest grandson is the person he respects the most in this world. In the past, even if he had made a big disaster, he had never been so afraid. If he made a disaster, he would be scolded at most, but this time was different.
Xia Ziyi saw Ning Chen's hesitation and said, "I don't know what happened to you after that day, but since you're alive, you should go over and report safety."
"Wait a minute." Ning Chen smiled tiredly and declined. The matter was not as simple as he imagined. If he didn't go, the eldest grandson knew that he was still alive. Don't stop, when the time comes, the eldest grandson will be more
Can't accept it.
Xia Ziyi did not persuade him any more, walked into the house, and after a while, came out with two jars of wine.
"Give it" Xia Ziyi threw a jar, and immediately opened the lid and took a sip.
Ning Chen smiled, lifted the black cloth that had been covering his face, opened the lid, and took a sip.
The beautiful face in the past has now been burned and corroded.
Xia Ziyi glanced at it, said nothing, and continued to drink wine one by one.
Wine is the best thing to relieve sorrow, and it has been intoxicating since ancient times.
"A few days ago, when Xinyu was dressing her mother's makeup, she found that a lot of her mother's hair had turned white. It turned out that, before she knew it, her mother was also getting old," Xia Ziyi said while drinking.
Ning Chen was silent, and he drank the wine into his stomach one by one without feeling anything, just like drinking water.
"Actually, the queen mother really hopes that you and Xinyu can come together, but unfortunately, in the end, you still did not agree," Xia Ziyi continued.
"It's a matter of affection, I can't force it." Ning Chen took a sip of wine and said.
He has always believed that feelings are a matter of two people, not the words of a matchmaker ordered by parents.
This is the biggest concept conflict between him and the world, and it is the only thing he can't compromise.
The more the two of them drank, the more they drank, and the empty wine jars came one after another. However, it was so easy for a ninth-rank martial artist to get drunk.
When it was about to dawn, Ning Chen left and returned to the underworld in the ghost sedan chair. After half an hour, Xia Ziyi also got up, waved his hand to dissipate the alcohol in his body, and walked towards the palace.
Ascension Valley, east of the east of Daxia, close to the edge of the mainland, the unknowable place in the world, the mountains and rivers are picturesque, a large waterfall falls from the sky, the water splashes ten feet high, the mist is misty, the birds sing and the flowers are fragrant, like a fairyland on earth, beautiful.
Outside the Ascension Valley, a figure walked slowly. Behind him, there was a simple sword stand with five swords of different shapes inserted into it. Difference.
On the land of Shenzhou, there are very few descriptions of the Valley of Ascension. This is a real unknowable place, and there are too many secrets buried.
Prince Yan walked into it, and immediately felt a strong pressure.
"Stranger powerhouse, this shouldn't be where you came from," a cold voice warned in the deepest part of the valley.
"I'm here to ask for a drop of phoenix blood," Prince Yan said calmly.
"Impossible, please come back," replied a cold voice.
"Then the king will take it himself." Prince Yan said lightly, unmoved.
"presumptuous!"
In the depths of the Ascension Valley, an angry voice came, and the next moment, a loud rumbling sound resounded in the sky, and in the changing situation, a huge palm condensed and slammed it down.
Prince Yan was not afraid at all, and when he held it in his hand, the red sword flew out, slashing the sky with one sword, and the situation dispersed.
Rumbling, the earth was shaking, cracking, and a powerful breath filled the endless loess, cold and dark, as if it should not belong to the world. The rotten body rushed out of the darkness, and the power buried deep under the Ascension Valley was finally unable to bear it any longer. When he walked out, the moment he appeared, the world suddenly dimmed, and the turbid air of dying was gloomy and terrifying. all turbid
stand up. The figure in the gray fog opened his eyes, and the dead aura filled the air, so thick that it couldn't be resolved, and he couldn't detect a trace of vitality. The old monster whose body was mostly buried in the coffin was terrifying and a little terrifying, and the void shook again and again. can't hold
its existence.
"crash"
In the gray sky, the rain fell, and the road began to become muddy. Gradually, the second figure also climbed out of the ground, followed by the third, the fourth...
There were seven figures in a row, the whole body was shrouded in gray fog, and the dead energy became the sky. It confronted the legend of Daxia from afar. The momentum reached its peak. Terrible. The seven innate, terrifying lineup, this is the deep foundation of the unknown place in the world. At this moment, the bloody fangs are finally revealed. The seven figures are peerless and terrifying, standing there like an endless black hole, madly swallowing the surrounding of
everything. The next moment, behind the seven people, a strange vision appeared. A black ocean evolved. The stormy waves hit a hundred meters high. The stars fell and even the waves couldn't be turned up. This is a dead sea, annihilating all vitality. Once in forever
The world will not be able to climb out. Prince Yan's expression was as calm as usual. With a wave of his hand, the green sword was born. Immediately, the blue and red reflected each other, and the sword light broke the illusion.