About half an hour later, an old man walked out, came to Ning Chen's side, smiled and said, "I don't know if Marquis Wu is coming, and I hope to make amends."
"Ben Houlai is just here to negotiate a deal, he has nothing else to do, I just don't know if Weilou dares to pick it up," Ning Chen said lightly.
The old man smiled and asked, "Whose life does the Marquis want to buy?"
"People from this list," Ning Chen handed out a piece of paper and said.
The old man glanced at the names on the list, his expression changed immediately, and he said in a low voice, "Master Hou, please go upstairs with the old man."
"Lead the way" Ning Chen nodded.
The old man bowed respectfully, and immediately led the way upstairs.
The building was three stories high. The old man took Ning Chen up to the third floor. After passing through six rooms with different names, he knocked on the door of the last room.
"Zi Jun, there is a distinguished guest visiting," the old man said respectfully.
"Oh? What kind of guests are you asking Uncle Xiu to receive them in person?"
As he spoke, the door opened wide, and in the room, a young man in purple appeared out of thin air, with a smile on his peaceful face, like a harmless ordinary person.
"Zi Jun, this is the court's wise man, come here to make a deal," the old man said softly.
Zi Jun shifted his gaze to Ning Chen and said with a smile, "Marquis Wu is here in person, it really makes the ground floor splendid."
"You're welcome." Ning Chen walked into the room and said calmly.
The old man handed over the list, and then silently backed off, closing the door, leaving space for the two of them to talk.
"It is said that the Seven Monarchs of the Earth Tower are all rare powerhouses in the world. Now that they meet, they truly deserve their reputations," Ning Chen said slowly.
"Wuhou is too famous" Zi Jun said.
Ning Chen smiled lightly and said, "The people on the list are not difficult for Weilou, but I don't know if Zijun would dare to pick them up."
Zi Jun looked at the list with a flash of brilliance in his eyes, and said, "I'm a little curious. With the power of Marquis Wu, it shouldn't be difficult to kill these people, why do you need to let the dangerous building do it for you?"
"The principle of accepting business from Dangerous Building is not to talk about the price and not the reason. Is it possible that when you arrive at Zijun's place, you need to explain the reason?" Ning Chen replied.
"Heh" Zi Jun chuckled and said, "Of course you don't need it, but on this list, the identities are not simple, and the price will naturally not be low."
"Thirty thousand taels of silver per person" Ning Chen calmly said.
"Wuhou is really refreshing, this business, Dangerous Building has taken over." Zi Jun answered without hesitation.
"The Marquis of Yinzi will send someone to deliver it, and there will be a period in the future."
After speaking, Ning Chen didn't stay any longer, turned around and walked out. When he was about to leave the room, he glanced meaningfully at a corner of the room, and immediately walked away.
"Da Xia knows the fate, it's really not easy." After Ning Chen left, a figure in red walked out from the corner and said softly.
"Chijun, if you make a move, you have some confidence that you can keep him," Zijun asked calmly.
"One percent," the woman in red said honestly.
"I can't imagine that the proud Chijun will have a humble day," Zijun said with a gentle smile.
"I've never been humble, you and I can see that Marquis Zhiming has a serious injury, otherwise, there would be no chance of this," Chi Jun said indifferently.
"We all underestimated the ability of the court and this Marquis of Fate," Zi Jun said softly with a sigh.
The location of the third floor of Gulou Tiandiren has always been a top secret among top secrets, but it was found by the imperial court.
Chijun stepped forward, picked up the list on the table, his eyes flashed coldly, and said, "What is the meaning of knowing the fate?"
"I don't understand." Zi Jun shook his head and said, "Compared to Marquis Zhiming's force, his wisdom is more terrifying."
Chijun nodded. Among the princes of Daxia, she was also the most fearful of this prince of fate. These days, the Northern Mongolia side has been in frequent contact with many great sects and noble families in the southeast of Daxia, and the attitude of the dangerous building is the most indifferent, because they know that the existence of the dangerous building is invisible no matter what era, and no one controls the world.
the difference.
The rest of the great sects are looking forward to the destruction of the Great Xia so as to obtain enough development space, but the dangerous building does not have this need.
Although the current Daxia is in a period of wind and rain, the thousand-year-old heritage of Daxia is still there after all, and no one knows whether this behemoth will survive in a desperate situation.
The imperial court sent the Marquis of Ming to come, and the purpose is obvious, eight to nine out of ten is to deal with the affairs of the great religions.
Tonight, the arrival of Marquis Zhiming sounded a wake-up call to the dangerous building, making them more firm in their original ideas.
Thinking of this, Chi Jun opened his mouth and suggested, "Do you need to call Qing Jun and Lan Jun back to discuss this mission together?"
"En" Zi Jun nodded and said, "Let them put down what they are doing, and they must rush back within two days."
Chijun responded, and after a while, the figure faded and disappeared.
Zi Jun looked at the list in his hand, frowning slightly, he still did not understand, with the strength and power of the Minghou, there is absolutely no need to borrow the hand of Dangerous Building, what is the purpose of such an unnecessary act.
In the underworld, after Mu Chengxue's second congenital calamity, he has been in the underworld to recuperate and recuperate, and he has not woken up for two days.
Now, in Nuoda's underworld, only Ning Chen is left awake. During the day, he stays in the underworld, silent, no one speaks, and he can't cultivate. Some are just unchanging loneliness and loneliness.
On the stone table, the red wooden box lay there quietly, and in it, placed the sword of the emperor of the Ziyin Dynasty and the sword of the Dayin Qingque.
After Da Xia destroyed the Ziyin Dynasty, he also suppressed the Dayin Qingque sword into the country-suppressing weapon, stripping the dragon of the sword. Excalibur is more of a memory from the past.
He took out this sword from Xia Mingri's hand, in order to change Mu Chengxue's shot.
Mu Chengxue is the descendant of the royal family of the Ziyin Dynasty. The significance of this sword is extraordinary, and only this sword can make today's Mu Chengxue help.
Outside the underworld, the scorching sun rose from the east and then set in the west, but inside the underworld, Ning Chen waited for another day.
Every day, from the beginning of the sun to the sunset, only Ning Chen knows best, but he can't see the light, so he can only wait.
Mu Chengxue had never woken up, and it was obvious that he had suffered a lot when he was injured in the Heavenly Fire Catastrophe.
A little bit of time passed, and after sunset, Mu Chengxue was still not awake, and it seemed that there was no sign of waking up at all.
Ning Chen was disappointed again, sighed softly, opened the gate of the underworld, and prepared to leave.
However, at this moment, an evil and handsome figure appeared and shot with a palm.
Ning Chen didn't have time to react, was shocked and flew out, staggered to stabilize his body, vomited a mouthful of blood, and said slightly startled, "It's you!"
"Accidental, long time no see?" Mingzi chuckled and said.
The figure walking step by step, the dark blue battle suit exudes a strange light in the dim underworld, piercing the heart.
"I haven't come back for a long time, the feeling of coming home always makes people nostalgic." Mingzi lightly touched his lips and smiled like a ghost.
"Oh? What a powerful breath, one is innate, and the other is my dear fellow practitioner. It's a pity."
When the words fell, Ming Zi's figure moved, and he stepped in front of Ning Chen.
Ning Chen forced his body to move his body and blocked the move with his backhand. However, even the broken meridians were unable to withstand the impact of infuriating energy. Immediately, blood energy rushed out from the skin all over his body.
With a bang, Su Yi flew out, blood-stained all over her body.
Mingzi took a half step back, suppressed the churning aura in his body, and said with appreciation, "As expected of the Marquis of Daxia, even if he is injured like this, he still has the ability to hurt a tiger."
Ning Chen stabilized his figure, his expression did not change at all, and said lightly, "You are only half right, here, I not only have the ability to hurt tigers, but also have the ability to kill tigers"
"Haha, then come on." Ming Zi laughed wildly, and the evil energy around his body overflowed and spread out.
"Since the underworld meets again, how can I not let you see the power of the Scroll of Earth?" Ning Chen sneered, his kung fu revolved, shattering the ground in front of him with one foot, and his kung fu exploded.
The dark yellow light shines brightly, the earth shakes, and the powerful breath echoes between the heaven and the earth along with the continuously spreading blood mist, making people tremble.
"The Scroll of Earth?" Ming Zi's eyes narrowed slightly, and between three points of doubt, the body was secretly mentioned, and he answered with full attention.
"Walk to the top"
Before the words fell, the figure in the dust had disappeared, and he quickly swept into the underworld.
Seeing the plan, Mingzi was stunned for a short time, and then a cruel smile appeared on his face, and said, "Marquis Zhiming, you have made me interested in killing."
When the words fell, Ming Zi's foot moved next, turned into a streamer, and quickly chased after him.
Two fast-moving figures, one after the other, passed through the underworld. At this moment, it became a race between life and death.
In the front, black blood overflowed from the corners of Ning Chen's mouth and body, and the pain of infuriating piercing through the flesh was like a thousand knives slicing, ten thousand knives scraping, making life worse than death.
"Burning Flames"
Ming Zi, who was chasing behind him, gave a soft drink, and a faint blue flame rose up all over his body, and the moment he turned his palm, his palm was majestic.
When the crisis came, Ning Chen had to turn around to deal with it, the ink sword blocked the move, and with a loud bang, a waterfall of blood spilled out again.
However, Ning Chen didn't care about his injuries at all, and before he could stabilize his body, he immediately swept forward.
"I'll see when you can escape." Mingzi followed closely behind and sneered.
The two people they were chasing were getting closer and closer. Ning Chen's injuries were too serious, and his True Qi was not running smoothly, which severely restricted the display of his strength.
Just when the distance between the two was less than thirty feet, Ning Chen suddenly stopped and stopped.
"Why didn't you run, do you have no strength?" Mingzi also stopped and said lightly.
"There is still strength, but you don't have to run." Ning Chen turned around and said calmly.
After finishing speaking, Ning Chen held his hand, and the Zhige Sword that was inserted in front of the ghost girl's retreat stone room was pulled by the infuriating energy and flew up.
Suddenly, an unprecedented sword intent revived and swept away quickly.
"I said, here, I not only have the ability to hurt tigers, but also have the ability to kill tigers." In the voice of Ning Chen's body, the aura of thick earth in Ning Chen's body was continuously poured into the Zhige sword, and the familiar aura appeared, Zhige The Sword Intent in the sword was even stronger by three points, and as the Sword Intent vibrated, the earth shook violently.