Ning Chen sealed the sword and never used it again for nine years. As he said, he didn't like killing life very much.
Ridiculous and even sarcastic words, however, they are the most serious words.
The morning sun rose, Ruoxi got up early and started to pack, because yesterday the son said that he might be leaving today.
"Master, will City Lord Yange really send someone here?" Ruoxi doubted.
"Well, if there is no accident, it will be today," Ning Chen replied.
After what happened yesterday, City Lord Yange should have made a choice, and he will not delay today.
Not long after, Xin Liangchen arrived. Seeing the package arranged on the table, he couldn't help but be stunned. Looking at the figure in red in the room, he asked, "Brother Ning is leaving?"
"Well, I've been bothering for a long time, it's time to leave," Ning Chen nodded.
"Why are you in such a hurry, why don't you stay for a few more days, and Liangchen can bring Brother Ning to get acquainted with the customs and customs of Nanling, which is different from the Eastern Region," Xin Liangchen said sincerely.
"Brother Liangchen has brought us enough knowledge these days. Ruoxi and I are very grateful. However, there are some things that have been delayed for a long time that have not been completed, so we can't stay any longer," Ning Chen said honestly.
Seeing that Xin Liangchen couldn't keep it, he no longer reluctantly sighed and said, "Since this is the case, Liangchen will not forcefully keep it. I hope Brother Ning can come back to Xin's house to see after he finishes his business."
"Definitely." Ning Chen nodded.
"Second son, Princess Zhao visited and said he wanted to see you and Young Master Ning." Outside the passenger compartment, a servant came and said respectfully.
Xin Liangchen frowned slightly, why did she come.
"finally come"
Ning Chen didn't have too many surprises, leaving Ruoxi to continue to pack things, and immediately walked towards the front hall with Xin Liangchen.
The reason why he hasn't left is because he is waiting for the reply from City Lord Yange. Now that he is here, he can leave with confidence.
In the front hall, Zhao Linger was sitting in the hall, and when she saw the two approaching, a faint light flashed in her beautiful eyes.
I never thought that an interest transaction in Liuxianlou would lead to such a terrifying young man, even a top killer like Hong Wulei could hardly hurt him.
"See the county master" Xin Liangchen saluted and said respectfully.
"Second son, no ceremony," Zhao Linger said softly.
After changing the arrogance and ruthlessness of the day, the Zhao County Lord sitting in the hall looked as gentle as water, just like a real lady, and he could not see any rudeness in manners.
Seeing this, Ning Chen's heart flashed admiration. Leaving aside his personal grievances, this Zhao Linger is indeed not an ordinary person. When to advance or retreat, he knows better than anyone else. When he should be cruel, he will never show mercy. There was no hesitation either.
"Young Master Ning, be careful, I hope you don't refuse." Zhao Linger got up, handed a letter over, and said softly.
Ning Chen took the letter, glanced at it, smiled softly, and said, "Ning Chen accepts the kindness of the city lord. After asking the county lord to go back, thank the city lord for Ning Chen."
"It will definitely be brought to you," Zhao Linger replied. After the official business, it was a polite greeting. Zhao Linger intended to ease the grievances of the day with the two, and Xin Liangchen did not want to offend a royal princess. Therefore, the three of them were talking harmoniously, and those who did not know might think that there were three people present. people are more
Friends of the year.
After staying for half an hour, Zhao Linger left, and the two of them sent each other to the door of Xin Mansion before they stopped.
"Brother Ning, thank you"
Xin Liangchen turned around, looked at the person in front of him, and said sternly, he is not a fool, it is natural to see that the reason why Zhao Linger came to ease the grievance between them was just because he was afraid of the unfathomable person beside him. young people.
"Brother Liangchen, this time, I'm really leaving, take care," Ning Chen replied.
"Take care," Xin Liangchen sighed softly.
In the passenger compartment, Ruoxi walked out, looked at the young master who was waiting in front, smiled sweetly, and walked up quickly.
The two left and went all the way westward. There was a long road ahead, and no one knew when they would reach the place they wanted to reach.
"Young master, why did the Princess Zhao come here?" Ruoxi asked curiously.
"Apologize," Ning Chen replied.
"What is ritual?" Ruoxi continued to ask.
"The number of competitors in front of the Tianshu Dynasty Palace," Ning Chen replied.
"Oh"
Ruoxi suddenly lost interest. If the son wants something like this, he can fight for it by himself. Moreover, the son has no interest in it, and may not even go.
"Where are we going now?" Ruoxi asked softly.
"Yuheng Holy Land, find the way of life," Ning Chen replied. Over the past few days, he has learned some general information about Nanling from Xin Liangchen. This Yuheng Holy Land is as famous as the Tianshu Dynasty, but it exists in a sectarian situation. Inheritance, sitting on the treasure of heaven and earth, Yuheng Shending, for
The art of resurrection is extraordinary.
He didn't know why the ghost girl couldn't wake up so late, and to find the answer, he had to go to the Yuheng Holy Land.
However, the troublesome thing is that the ancestor of Yuheng Holy Land is a top powerhouse close to the state of perfection. Such an existence should not be provoked at present.
It is not advisable to take it by force, then you can only choose to find a way to enter it, and then find a way to rejuvenate.
It is not too difficult to enter the Yuheng Holy Land. Such a famous mountain holy place also recruits a large number of outer disciples. Although it is not easy to go further, the status of outer disciples is enough for him for the time being. .
He owed the ghost girl too much, so he could only wake her up, and he had to try any way.
If Xi didn't say anything, she knew that the matter of the ghost girl was a hurdle in the heart of the young master. As long as the ghost girl did not wake up, the young master would not give up for a day.
Although she doesn't understand the matter of cultivation, she also knows how difficult it is to resurrect a person who can be said to have died. Perhaps, it is impossible at all.
It's just that she didn't dare to say that, because the son can ignore everything, only this matter is his untouchable scale.
Yuheng Holy Land is very far away, almost spanning half of Nanling, Ning Chen walked with Ruoxi while looking for other feasible ways as usual. Inheritance of art.
"Keng, kill!"
When the two walked forward, the killings in the distance were deafening, and the messy swords, lights, swords and shadows were scattered, and there were no less than ten innate powerhouses fighting.
One of them, dressed in maroon, with a cold and beautiful face, with a blade, swayed the sword light that was constantly killing him.
"thorn"
The clothes were torn open, the clothes were dyed red, and the companions took the fatal sword behind the red without tears substitute, the blade turned, and then blocked the sharp sword light from all directions.
However, at this moment, behind Hong Wulei, the woman who was being protected turned her palm over and placed a palm on her back.
"Uh"
Hong Wulei's figure staggered, turned her head in disbelief, looked at her companion who took the opportunity to retreat behind her, her eyes flashed with sadness, why!
"Qianluo Miesheng, heh, you really don't hesitate to betray your own people!" One of the eleven innate leaders, a middle-aged man with a cold expression, mocked.
"Big brother doesn't need to talk nonsense with her. Since that one escaped, I will send this to the west." Not far from the middle-aged man, a man with a weaker cultivation said coldly.
Hong Wu Lei didn't say a word, and walked around with odd steps, no longer fighting, and wanted to break through.
"I want to leave, it's too late"
In the sound of ridicule, eleven cold fronts moved in unison, blocking the way forward, one after another sword light, without leaving the slightest vitality.
Hong Wu Lei's right shoulder was dyed red again, and in the rain of swords, his body was like duckweed, and he took a step away, which was the bleak ending of Xiang Xiaoyu's death.
Poor people, there must be something hateful, the cause of yesterday, the result of today, since choosing to live on the edge of the blade, life and death are no longer involuntary.
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps in the distance, and two figures walked slowly, one calm and the other gentle.
"Master, can you help?" Ruoxi asked.
"Life and death depend on fate" Ning Chen calmly said.
If Xi didn't say anything else, he continued to move forward with the son next to him.
The two people who suddenly appeared in the distance attracted the attention of everyone present. They were all congenital. Although they were far apart, they could still perceive their existence.
When they met again, they passed by at a distance and did not stop, indicating that although their master no longer cared about the affairs of the day, he would not help.
Under the situation of certain death, a flash of decisiveness flashed in Hong Wu's eyes, regardless of the sharp edge behind him, the tear-stained long edge in his hand swept away the three swords in front of him, and immediately stepped forward and quickly swept away.
Two sword qi entered the body and brought up a waterfall of blood. One of the swords even pierced through the heart. However, before the desire to survive, the woman did not stop at all and continued to rush forward.
"Chase"
Heart knows that there is no tears and is seriously injured. Eleven people quickly follow, and it is bound to cut down the roots and give them no chance to survive.
The distance of less than a thousand meters is so far away at the moment, the blood is dripping from the chest, and the clothes are dyed red again and again.
Before the two of them, Hong Wulei couldn't hold on anymore. At the last glance, there was only hope and pleading for survival. The next moment, he passed out.
Ruoxi subconsciously reached out to catch the fallen woman, and when she reacted, she looked at the young master in front of her with a look of embarrassment.
"Put this woman down, hurry up," shouted the eleven people, the weakest young man with an impatient expression.
What he hates the most is these playboys who only have alcohol in their eyes. If it wasn't for the eldest brother's explanation, don't make trouble outside. He really doesn't even bother to say anything.
"Want to save?" Ning Chen ignored it, looking at his maid's embarrassed look, and asked softly.
"Um"
Ruoxi nodded, looking at the woman in a pained coma in her arms, she couldn't bear to say, "Ruoxi misses Miss Xi"
At the beginning, Miss Xi also took a step forward, entered the dangerous building and turned into Lan Jun, and her situation was very similar to this woman.
It's just that Miss Xi was forcibly pulled out of the dangerous building by her elder brother, the son, but the woman in front of her was not so lucky. If they didn't care, there would be no way to survive today.
"Since you want to save, then let's save it." Ning Chen didn't say any more, he stepped out and danced wildly in red.