In the hall, Ning Chen was eating and eating, and suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at the shopkeeper, a terrifying green light appeared in his eyes, "Boss, the dishes haven't been served yet, right?"
"I... I'll go to the end"
Being stared at by this terrifying gaze, the shopkeeper suddenly sweated like rain, and stammered back.
After the shopkeeper left, Ning Chen turned his gaze to the few people beside him again, full of murderous aura, and the frightened people immediately scattered like birds and went back to serve the dishes.
The rest of the meals were quickly brought up, the shopkeeper and the second, the chef, the vegetable wash, etc. began to watch again, and there was a trend of more and more crowds.
A few helpers who were sleeping in the back hall were also frightened by this battle. Out of curiosity, they came over to take a look, and then their jaws dropped in shock.
How to describe it, the appearance of one person and one horse eating is simply maddened and mad...
There are always unforgettable scenes like this in one's life. However, the pitiful memory of everyone present is destined to be imprinted by a pair of starved ghosts in front of them. A terrible scene, such a scene is more terrifying than today's snow, and it is rare in a century. .
After half an hour, one person and one horse finally stopped, looked at each other, grinned, the same satisfaction, the same happiness.
The battle stopped, and the chef and the others also went back to sleep in a daze, failing to regain their senses along the way.
The little white horse was taken to the stable by Xiao Er to rest, and Ning Chen opened a room, ready for a good night's sleep.
These days, he has experienced too much, and his head has been stuffed with a lot of incredible things, which has long been overloaded.
After all, he is still an ordinary person, with joys and sorrows, with his own thoughts, and he cannot accept so many unimaginable concepts all at once.
This night, it was unprecedentedly quiet. The little white horse in the stable and Ning Chen in the guest room both slept in the dark, and could not wake up from the thunder.
The next day, when the sun hit three poles, Ning Chen pushed open the door of the room, woke up the sleeping little white horse, and had to continue on his way.
The little white horse didn't wake up and was in a bad mood, or rather bad, so Sapo rolled around and refused to leave.
Ning Chen sat aside and watched the former lose his temper with a sneer. After a while, he pulled out the ink sword and inserted it on the slate, and said lightly, "Let's go, or not?"
Seeing the ink sword stuck on the ground, the little white horse jolted violently, and his mind suddenly became sober. Herod called out and immediately got up and took his place.
"You're acquainted." Ning Chen took back the ink sword, and said with a smile.
Some horses, you just can't be nice to them, give them a little bit of color, and they just kick their noses up and get ready to open the dye room.
Ning Chen made up his mind to go back to the palace to see the eldest grandson once.
This determination was very difficult, and I don't know how to go back, but I must go back.
The letter in his hand was of great importance, and more importantly, he was very annoyed by the successive pursuits by Nishinomiya.
In the palace, the only person he trusted was the eldest grandson. If he wanted Xi Gong to be afraid, this letter was the most suitable for the eldest grandson.
However, determination is determined, but when he thinks of seeing his eldest grandson, Ning Chen feels guilty. Trust and fear are completely different things. If it is not forced, he really dare not go back.
I don't know if the anger in Changsun's heart has disappeared after so many times.
Ning Chen was frightened, and while walking, he said to the little white horse beside him, "Xiao Bai, brother will take you to meet someone in two days."
"Hu Chi" The little white horse was surprised, turned his head, blinked his eyes, and asked again, "Who?"
Ning Chen shivered slightly, then smiled dryly, "You'll know when you see it."
For half a day in the morning, Ning Chen turned the wheelchair around the city, bought a lot of things along the way, and then threw it onto the little white horse.
In the past, it was because they were not familiar with each other, but now they are so familiar with each other, so what is the difference between you and me.
What's more, this guy has to pay a price for eating his food and drinking his food.
The little white horse accepted the oppression aggrieved and did not dare to resist. The threat this morning was still vivid in his eyes, so he could only swallow this dumb loss silently.
Half a day later, one person and one person went on the road, all the way south, and the direction of the imperial city was there.
Before that, he still had to go back to the academy, because after seeing the eldest grandson, he wanted to go to the sword city in the east.
The academy and the imperial city are actually not far away, even quite close to a very few people.
Daxia's peak force is not very strong, and the reason why it has been able to hold down the Quartet is because of Daxia's invincible force, and because of the existence of the academy.
The dean of the academy is one of the five most powerful people in the world. Even if there is a sixth innate, it still cannot change that the dean is one of the strongest five people.
The innate powerhouse also needs time to accumulate, and it is not possible to reach the power of the five people in the world by stepping into the innate.
Although the sixth innate is amazing, it still takes time to settle.
In this world, apart from Ning Chen, probably no one could be sure who the sixth innate was. The deserted city in the east was too mysterious, and it would not be easy to provoke it as strong as Daxia.
One of the strongest Marquis in Great Xia has been sitting there for many years, making the world more and more curious about the origin of the city in the east.
However, all the spies sent to the city over the years have not been able to come back alive. When the swordsmen in the world looked at the city, their hearts were always heavy, because they saw a sword in the city.
In other words, what they saw, the whole city was a sword.
Therefore, that desolate city is also called Sword City by swordsmen in the world.
It is a supreme sword, with all its sharp edges, it makes the swordsmen of the world surrender.
According to the legend of the world, there may be a supreme swordsman in Jiancheng, a swordsman who is afraid of even the innate strong.
The rumors are absurd, and everyone knows that the innate realm is the holy realm of martial arts, and it is not the same concept as the acquired realm. If someone can fight Xiantian, then this person must also be innate.
However, even such absurd rumors still convince many swordsmen. They believe that even if the physical realm does not break through the innate, it is enough to compete with the innate.
Regardless of whether this rumor is true or not, the power of Sword City is unquestionable, forcing Daxia to send a Marquis Wu to lead troops to guard it for many years.
Tiancang Academy, Du'e Temple, Yongye Temple, Beimeng Golden Tent, and Sword City are forbidden places for warriors in the world, and no strong person dares to enter without authorization.
Ning Chen didn't know what Mu Chengxue had to do with that sword city, but he would have to go there sooner or later, perhaps after returning to the palace this time.
He wanted to see what happened to that woman. He still couldn't forget the breath of that day. It was a kind of indifference that cut off everything, and the indifference made him feel a little chilled.
Mu Chengxue was the first person he met in this life, and it had extraordinary meaning to him. He hated the feeling of ups and downs in his heart that day. If he could not confirm with his own eyes whether the premonition was true or false, he would never let go of the pressure in his heart. stone.
The purpose of his return to the academy is also very simple. Whether he returns to the palace or the sword city in the east, he may encounter unimaginable dangers. He needs to be faster, and the wheelchair under him is indeed too slow. .
There is a Mr. Lu in the academy, who is best at the method of natural craftsmanship. At that time, Mr. Lu said that it was the first time in his life that he made a wheelchair, so he would inevitably have some hands-on skills, so let’s make do with it.
Although Ning Chen always thought that this wheelchair was far beyond what Old Man Lu had said, it was already too slow, and he had to go back and change it.
Originally, he wanted to wait for his own strength to be stronger, strong enough to have the power to protect himself, and then go to the sword city in the east to find Mu Chengxue, but he is not a patient person after all. is the limit. He listened to the Master's words and came to the north for a trip. It was also a kind of experience to unravel the knot. He has always lived under the protection of his eldest grandson. He has experienced a lot but grown very little. Come and go by himself, he also
No exception. The way back, with a clear goal, was much faster than when he came here. Every time he passed a new place, the little white horse would be in high spirits, but Ning Chen's mood couldn't get better, because he found that he was offering sacrifices. The golden page I got on stage
Paper is a bit maddening.
The exercises recorded on the paper are very strong, but the requirements are too high to frighten people to death, especially the moves, which directly require at least the innate to cultivate.
Ning Chen felt resentful in his heart, if he had a congenital realm, what kind of breaking moves would he practice, and he would slap the enemy to death directly with his cultivation.
The moves cannot be practiced, but the mental method can be used as a reference. The human body's dantian cyclone has a lot of space.
It's a pity that the essence of this page is in the last recorded moves. Although the mental technique is extraordinary, without the cooperation of the moves, it will not be able to exert much power.
The only good news is that the two pages of golden paper do not conflict with each other, which means that even if you practice, you will not die.
Then, he practiced.
Of course, he still focuses on the exercises on the first page of golden paper, and this exercise is just in case.
Ten days later, one person and one horse with a lot of wind and dust finally walked back to the academy.
At this time, the students of the academy also started school.
After returning, Ning Chen first met the Master, just over a month later, the Master was even older, but he seemed to be in good spirits.
The master liked the little white horse very much, so Ning Chen simply kept this guy and went to find Mr. Lu himself.
Old Lu's residence is not in the academy, but in an orphanage about three miles away from the academy.
Old Man Lu liked to be quiet, especially when he was studying new ideas, he hated being disturbed, but Ning Chen felt that he had a bad temper with this strange old man.
When Ning Chen came to Mr. Lu's residence, the door of the orphanage was closed. It was obvious that no one was welcome to come in.
He knew that the strange old man should still be studying his frames at this time, so he was not in a hurry, but sat outside the door and waited quietly.
Not long after, a grumpy voice came from the courtyard, "Come in!"
Ning Chen smiled slightly, pushed open the door and went in, and saw a messy old man fiddling with something in a pile of wood.
"Old Lu"
"You're not dead yet?"
Old Lu didn't even lift his head. He already knew who was coming. The wheelchair he made could be heard by listening to the sound.
Ning Chen laughed dumbly, and replied, "Elder Lu has been thinking too much, the boy doesn't want to die yet"
However, before the words could be said, Ning Chen's eyes suddenly shrank, and his right hand instantly pulled out the ink sword and placed it in front of him, but with a loud bang, his body and wheelchair slipped over three feet away.
"Good, I have grown a lot"
Elder Lu clapped his hands, and probably understood what Ning Chen was doing here, the wheelchair was indeed slow.
"cough cough"
Ning Chen felt a tightness in his chest and vomited out a mouthful of blood. He glared at the old man in front of him and said angrily, "Old man Lu, haven't you passed your menopause yet!"
"menopause?"
Lu Lao didn't know why, so he wondered.
Ning Chen wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and said, "I praise you for being smart."
Elder Lu nodded, "Oh, then your whole family is in menopause."
"..." Ning Chen shut up, he knew that this old man was much more difficult to deal with than he looked on the surface.