In the backyard of Hou's mansion, the sword pointed to the throat, and the injury was exchanged for Zhige, a little blood, and red plain clothes.
"Senior Barbarian King, sit down and talk." Ning Chen dropped the sword in his hand and said sternly.
"Humph"
The barbarian king snorted coldly, the breath from his fists disappeared, and he did not shoot again.
"Senior Barbarian King, please"
Ning Chen waved his hand away from Huang Quanjing, and said respectfully.
The barbarian king walked by, his face still angered.
In the study, the tea was just boiled, Ning Chen poured two cups of tea, and pushed one cup in front of the former.
"The Marquis of Zhiming is really predictable, even the tea is ready," the barbarian king sneered.
"I received the invitation, how could Senior Barbarian King not come?" Ning Chen replied calmly.
"I expected this king to come, and dare to greet him alone with a serious injury. Your Excellency is really confident." The barbarian king sneered.
"Senior Barbarian King is just asking for an explanation for Aman, how could he take the life of this junior?" Ning Chen replied with a tired smile on his face.
"Your life, this king is only temporarily recording it. If you can't give this king a satisfactory explanation, it is absolutely impossible for this matter to pass." The barbarian king said coldly.
Ning Chen silently picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, how could the matter be resolved with a single explanation.
"A'man is now cultivating under a real-world sage in the sky, and within a hundred years, he should be able to step into the real-world."
Ning Chen put down the teacup and said softly.
"So what, don't you know what A'man is thinking, why did she care about this?" The barbarian king said coldly.
Ning Chen was speechless. After a while, he sighed softly and said, "A hundred years, it's been too long, I can't wait any longer."
When the barbarian king heard the words, his eyes narrowed slightly, and just now he felt that something was wrong. Thirty years ago, this son's strength was more than that. Today, he seems to be a lot weaker.
Thinking of this, the barbarian king stretched out his hand and grabbed the former's arm, and his true essence penetrated. After a while, his expression changed.
"you!"
Barbarian King ~ shocked, the foundation is ruined, the lifespan is less than a hundred years, how can this be
Ning Chen put away his arms and said calmly, "This matter is difficult to describe, no matter whether the foundation is completely ruined, it is impossible for me to step into Step Immortal within a hundred years with my qualifications, so there is no solution to this matter."
The barbarian king heard it, and gradually became silent. All along, this son's performance has been so amazing that they have forgotten that this son's aptitude is indeed not suitable for martial arts.
The candles flickered, and the atmosphere in the study was a little strange. Neither of the two said anything, and drank cup after cup of tea.
"Where's the ninth princess from Daxia?" After a long time, the barbarian king put down the teacup and said.
"Xinyu is just an ordinary person. Although she has preserved her appearance in a special way, Shouyuan is still no different from ordinary people," Ning Chen said truthfully.
"The blood of the Daxia royal family is all martial arts prodigies. This king remembers that this ninth princess in Daxia should have also learned martial arts." The barbarian king said solemnly.
"I learned it once, but then I gave up," Ning Chen replied.
"Why!" the barbarian king asked in a condensed voice.
"Not everyone wants to live forever, this is Xin Yu's choice, I respect her decision," Ning Chen said calmly.
The barbarian king looked at the person in front of him, and brilliance flashed in his eyes. Is the truth really that simple!
The long-lived are strangers, and the ordinary are together. The nine princesses of Daxia are the smartest people in the world.
Willing to be ordinary, in exchange for decades of togetherness, this determination and firmness, no woman in the world can match.
Putting down the teacup, the barbarian king got up and walked outside the study.
"Junior respectfully sends Senior Barbarian King"
Ning Chen got up, bowed respectfully, and said softly.
The barbarian king left, his figure disappeared into the dark night, and he didn't say a word.
Looking at the back of the former leaving, Ning Chen sighed again in his heart. Suddenly, his blood was stagnant, he vomited out a mouthful of vermilion, and the tea on the table was dyed red.
After a while, a suppressed light cough sounded in the study, and it echoed for a long time.
A few days later, the news of the marriage between the Duke Zhiminghou of Daxia and the former nine princesses of Daxia spread all over the world. In the various borders of Daxia, the guarding Wuhou received the news and the emperor's order, and immediately set off to rush back.
In the Royal Court of Northern Mongolia, the royal team went all the way south, traveling day and night, rushing towards the direction of the Daxia Imperial City.
A big wedding has affected the world, and countless eyes are looking at the Daxia Imperial City. After more than 30 years, the Daxia Zhiminghou officially returns. Whether it is a blessing or a curse, no one can tell.
In the Daxia Imperial City, inside and outside the palace and Hou's Mansion, the lanterns are decorated with colorful lanterns, and the red diamonds are hung high, and the festive atmosphere can be seen everywhere.
Ning Xi returned and took care of everything in the mansion. In the past, Lanjun was a dangerous man, but now he has restrained his sharpness and has become a lot more gentle.
"Brother, have you really decided?" Ning Xi looked at the people around her and said softly.
"Um"
Ning Chen nodded, looking at the happy atmosphere of the Hou Mansion, a faint look of consolation appeared in his tired eyes. Thirty years was too long, and they couldn't wait for the next thirty years.
In the palace of the eldest princess, in the medicine garden, the beautiful and unparalleled beauty is quietly arranging the medicine garden. Even if the wedding day is approaching, the daily habits have not changed much.
The maids in the palace looked at the princess in the garden, her eyes were puzzled, and their princess was too calm. Isn't the arrival of this day what the princess has been looking forward to
"Princess, the young girl is here"
A personal maid stepped forward and said respectfully.
"welcome"
Xia Xinyu said softly.
"Yes"
After a while, the maid came with Lime, and immediately retreated with a salute.
Qing Ning looked at the beautiful woman in the medicine garden with a gentle smile on her face, and said, "Now everyone in the entire imperial city is talking about your marriage with him, but the two of you are more calm than anyone else."
"It's already a foregone conclusion. There is still some time before the big wedding day, so I'm in a hurry now, it's a little early," Xia Xinyu said softly while arranging the flowers and plants in the garden.
Lime walked into the medicine garden, looked at the various types of flowers and plants in the garden, and asked, "These herbs are not common, where did the princess get it?"
"Daxia, Beimeng, or Manchao, there are some. These flowers and plants are delicate and must be taken care of every day, otherwise, they will soon wither." Xia Xinyu smiled slightly.
"Soul Herb"
After tidying up for a while, Lime's eyes suddenly narrowed, and she was shocked when she saw an unusually dazzling herb among the many flowers and plants.
"Sister Qingming doesn't need to think too much. It's a medicine that is always poisonous. Soul-broken grass is no different from other herbs, but the medicinal properties are more intense."
Xia Xinyu smiled and said, "As long as you are careful when using the medicine, the highly poisonous medicine will have effects that ordinary herbs do not have."
Lime was silent and looked at the woman in front of her. After a while, she said softly, "Is it worth it?"
It is not easy for people who practice to keep their appearance. Everything has gains and losses. The price behind this can be imagined.
"worth"
Xia Xinyu stepped forward, plucked off a leaf of the Soul Broken Grass, packed it in a purple jade box, and placed it close to her side.
Qing Ning sighed in her heart, the nine princesses of Daxia are more beautiful than Huajiao, and their martial arts aptitude is not inferior to her eldest brother, but she gave up longevity and was willing to be ordinary.
I would rather have it for a short time than wait forever. This Ninth Princess is really the proudest person in the world.
In the Mausoleum of the Great Xia Emperor, in front of the tomb of the eldest grandson, Su Yi strode forward, all weathered and exhausted.
The knees fall, the wanderer returns to his hometown, even if he is famous in the stars, even if the world is invincible, what can he do
I don’t want to live forever, I don’t expect the next life, this life, but I want no regrets.
Not far away, Ning Xi stood silently, looking at the elder brother in front of the tomb of the eldest grandson, without disturbing him.
"Niangniang, I'm here to tell you one thing. Xinyu and I are getting married. It will be half a month later. When Xinyu passes the door, we will come to worship you together."
With a smile on his face, Ning Chen knelt in front of the tomb, telling bit by bit what happened these days.
After an unknown period of time, outside the mausoleum, the autumn wind was bleak, blowing through the red maple trees, an autumn leaf drifted down with the wind, flew into the mausoleum silently, and landed on the tombstone.
The red maple leaves are as gorgeous as blood, and the autumn is cold. When the leaves fall again, the years go by, ruthlessly making people old.
"Ning Xi, are the maple leaves outside red?"
Ning Chen looked at the maple leaf on the tombstone and said.
"Um"
Ning Xi nodded and replied softly.
Ning Chen was silent, and after a while, got up and said, "Take me to see"
After speaking, Ning Chen turned around and walked out of the mausoleum, and walked outside.
A hundred feet outside the mausoleum, the red maple forest is as red as fire, and the red leaves everywhere are fluttering in the wind.
Ning Chen stood in the forest, looking at the red eyes, a sigh flashed in his eyes, when he came, he didn't notice that the maple leaves in the forest were all red.
I have been in such a hurry over the years that I have never had a chance to stop and see. It turns out that the scenery in the world is so beautiful.
With a loud bang, suddenly, thunder boomed in the nine heavens, and Ning Chen's whole body was surrounded by endless resentment, covering the sky and the sun.
"Knowing the Marquis!"
One after another with resentful faces, hatred is added to the body, not in reincarnation, and will remain in the world for a long time.
"Everyone, can't wait?"
Ning Chen looked at the countless faces coiled in the void and said calmly.
"It's been 30 years, and we've been waiting impatiently"
A ferocious woman's face approached and said sternly.
"Thirty years, our enmity, the descendants have no one to avenge, the way of heaven is unfair"
An old face with more hatred, said sternly.
"The people are healthy, and your descendants live and work in peace and contentment, isn't it good, is it true that you really carry hatred for a lifetime, that's what you want," Ning Chen said.
"Is it right that we die in vain, Marquis Zhiming, when you sacrificed us, why did you have such a vicious heart?" Another face leaned forward and said angrily.
"There's no need to justify my fate, everyone, just wait for a while, and I'll give you an explanation later," Ning Chen calmly said.
"how much longer"
Faces with monstrous hatred coiled around in a stern voice.
"The day the ghost girl wakes up," Ning Chen said slowly.
What else did the resentful spirits in the sky have to say, Ning Chen's eyes suddenly narrowed, the scroll of chaos on his body was flourishing, and his breath spread rapidly, and all the countless resentful spirits were re-collected into the scroll of chaos.
"Brother, the team of Beimeng Royal Court is coming soon, let's go back"
Outside Fenglin, Ning Xi walked in, looked at Suyi's figure in the forest, and said softly.
"Um"
Ning Chen nodded, a faint smile flashed on his face, and walked towards the outside of the forest.
The autumn wind blows up the red leaves all over the sky, drifting like rain, and the beauty is intoxicating. (PS: I wish everyone a happy New Year, our protagonist will also officially get married and leave the single, I hope everyone can find their other half in the new year, safe and happy!)