Ning Chen's fists were clenched and pale, and he felt extremely heavy in his heart as he looked at his friend First Divine Hall who had disappeared. top novel,
"Let's go back."
Prince Yan waved his hand, took back Azure-Crimson Twin Swords, and said.
Ning Chen Knowing that it was impossible to bring Ziyi back today no matter what, he sighed in his heart, turned around and left together.
The army retreated and retreated to the Great Xia territory. The third palace of Yongye appeared, and the war was bound to take another turn. Marquis Kaixuan looked heavy and went back urgently to arrange a response.
Prince Yan returned and took the two of them towards Great Xia Imperial City. After not returning for many years, he finally wanted to go back and have a look.
The road ahead is so long, Ning Chen has many things on his mind, and his brows are furrowed. A'man stretches out his little hand, smoothes the former's furrowed brows, and says softly, "It doesn't look good."
Ning Chen suppressed the thoughts in his heart and forced a smile. After all these years, the only thing that has remained unchanged is A'man.
The journey is difficult, with thousands of rivers and mountains, Prince Yan is not in a hurry, A'man is not in a hurry, Ning Chen is in no hurry.
Walking in the wilderness at an unhurried pace, with simple yet noble Tsing Yi dancing in the wind, a living legend that amazes both ancient and modern times.
"Senior" Ning Chen was anxious and spoke again.
"Quiet" Prince Yan didn't look back, just responded calmly and said.
Ning Chen sighed, having no choice but to continue moving forward.
For ten days and ten nights, the three of them walked out of Western Xinjiang and entered the Great Xia Central Plains hinterland. However, they were still far away from the imperial city.
With murderous karma all over his body and blood on his hands, Ning Chen was filled with rage because of Xia Ziyi becoming a demon, and used extremely bloody methods to forcefully suppress the rebellion of Confucianism and Prajna City. However, the most taboo thing in the journey of cultivation is to be contaminated with karma and not keep the original intention.
Prince Yan can see that Ning Chen is not far from the fourth calamity. If the latter goes through the fourth calamity in the current situation, failure will be the only outcome.
On the eleventh day, Ghost Qi protruded ahead, and a red shadow appeared on the road ahead. Rakshasa appeared, his eyes full of coldness.
"After processing, follow me."
Prince Yan said something, without stopping, and continued to move forward with A'man.
Ning Chen looked at Ghost Maiden who suddenly appeared, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.
The red wedding dress is still bloody, and the charming face is no longer covered by the red silk. It is so beautiful that it makes people lose their soul.
The two met each other for the first time since they parted ways that day. The ghost girl who had returned to her Rakshasa body had a ghostly aura that became colder and colder. Those who were uneasy would be lost in it in an instant.
Rakshasa is originally a symbol of viciousness in the underworld, ruthless and bloodthirsty. If you have love, you will suffer the consequences.
"If I become a demon in the future, will you hit Eternal Night Divine Cult like you saved Xia Ziyi?" Ghost Maiden asked.
Calm words, with a hint of coldness, Rakshasa is sentimental, but fate is ruthless, eight to nine times out of ten things in the world are unsatisfactory, Rakshasa Maiden, the underworld, once you return to your true heart, your humanity will gradually disappear until you become the master of the underworld.
Rakshasa is inherently evil, but his good appearance is no better than Mirror Flower, Water Moon. Although Rakshasa is nostalgic for him, he cannot keep him after all.
Ning Chen didn't know the meaning behind Ghost Maiden's words, but he still nodded seriously and responded, "We are friends, and Ning Chen is bound to do things that are friends."
A flash of light flashed in Ghost Maiden's cold eyes, and he said softly, "Your words are enough. If I become possessed one day, you don't have to show mercy. Ghost Maiden is willing to do so. See you later."
As soon as the words fell, the ghost mist rose again, and the red shadow disappeared. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared between heaven and earth.
"Ghost Maiden"
Ning Chen stepped forward, but only touched a trace of residual red, leaving no trace of the figure in the ghost mist.
On the road ahead, Prince Yan moved forward step by step, not caring about the affairs of the juniors behind him, whether it was calamity or fate, he had to experience it himself.
"A'man, he has been following you for ten days, but has he ever felt the breath of the sword once?" Prince Yan asked.
A'man shook his head and said, "No"
"Ha" Prince Yan asked no more questions and continued moving forward.
Idiots and fools often do not make the distinction so clearly.
If we only talk about intelligence and scheming, ten A'man combined cannot be worth one Ning Chen. Except for the Military Advisor of the former Northern Mongol Royal Court, there may be no one in the world who can surpass this junior.
Unfortunately, intelligence does not mean high talent. Ning Chen is smart enough, but there are too many obsessions in his heart. Sword Heart has difficulty in being clear. If he cannot let go, he may not be able to feel the existence of the sword breath in this life.
From behind, Ning Chen followed, the worry between his brows deepening because of Ghost Maiden's incident.
A'man once again stretched out his hand to smooth the former's frown and said softly, "It doesn't look good."
Ning Chen came back to his senses and smiled, but the smile became more and more forced.
"Give me your sword," A'man said, taking the former's hand.
Ning Chen was startled, but before he could speak, A'man put his other hand on his chest.
"I want this one inside"
Knowing Fate Sword, bloodline Fate-Binding Sword, the importance is self-evident, but A'man has already asked for it.
Ning Chen has only rejected A'man once in his life. Since then, he has never said no again no matter what.
This time, too.
"Yes"
Ning Chen didn't hesitate. He turned his right hand and activated his true energy. A stream of blood mist filled the sky. Knowing Fate Sword slowly rose up and reappeared in the world.
The green sword has blood-colored lines crisscrossing it, and the dazzling blood flow is as if it has real life, which is extremely extraordinary.
A'man took the sword, and the next moment, knowing his fate entered his body, he chose his master again.
The two people have the same blood, so there is no problem of blood rejection. After a while, the blood light dissipated and converged.
Ning Chen looked slightly pale, and without Fate-Binding Sword, his aura also weakened a lot.
In the next few days, the pace of the three of them became even slower. Prince Yan gave Ning Chen time to recover from his injuries. After losing the sword, no matter who it was, it was impossible for him to recover quickly in a day or two.
Fortunately, Ning Chen has an extraordinary foundation and is protected by wind and blood. After five days of recovery, he was generally fine.
"Rumble"
Just as the three of them continued on their way, the eastern sky suddenly dimmed, and thunder boomed, shaking the sky for nine days.
Ning Chen looked shocked, and he could tell at a glance that the place where the thunder was coming was in the direction of Featherfall Valley.
Featherfall Valley, the thunder roared for nine days, the realm master came to the Divine Continent, the reappeared Four Extremes Realm Lord, the aura is better than before, the appearance is much younger than before, the power is overwhelming, earth-shattering.
At this moment, all the innate experts in the Divine Continent felt this unshakable aura and looked shocked.
"Oh"
Eternal Night Divine Cult In the third hall, a soft sound came out, obviously a little surprised at this sudden change.
"Divine Continent the earth, hehe"
The understated smile grew bigger and bigger. No one could question the arrogance of the strongest. Divine Continent cried sadly, which seemed to indicate the coming of a greater disaster.
"How could this happen?"
Ning Chen Clenched his fists and made a clicking sound. He looked at the figure in the distant sky and felt helpless in his heart.
In the west is Eternal Night Divine Cult, the strongest master of the three halls, and in the east is a completely reborn Four Extremes Realm Lord. This time, what else can he do.
At the same time, the five Martial Marquiss from Great Xia all felt the same, their eyes were more solemn and determined than ever before. The thousand-year-old Great Xia must not let anything happen in their generation.
A strange oppression, so heavy, spread across the eastern sky. Suddenly, a white memory flashed through Ning Chen's heart, and it became increasingly clear.
Although the faint aura is not too obvious, it is not unfeelable at all. The giant white cocoon found in Lingchuan Maze Valley had a similar oppressive force.
Ning Chen's expression darkened. If this was really the case, it couldn't be worse.
White Mist Insect Swarm He hasn't found a way to deal with it yet. The last time he was able to eradicate it, he didn't expect that it left such a big disaster.
"Let's go, continue on our way," Prince Yan said calmly, and then continued moving forward.
"Senior" Ning Chen said anxiously, how could he feel at ease again?
"Calm down" Prince Yan said calmly, unmoved.
Ning Chen was anxious, but had no choice, so he followed behind and walked patiently step by step.
More than ten days later, the three finally arrived at Great Xia Imperial City. After the Confucian Rebellion, all the Imperial Guards camps in the imperial city were mobilized. When a Imperial Guards commander saw the figure in Qingyi approaching, his expression was shocked and he immediately knelt down.
"Meet Prince Yan"
The soldiers at the rear were shocked when they saw the commander salute, and then they knelt down and saluted respectfully.
"Meet Prince Yan"
Something happened to the seven kings, Xia Emperor became possessed, and the bloodline of the great Xia Emperor family was almost gone. Now Great Xia the most legendary prince is finally back.
"Get up"
Prince Yan walked forward without stopping, all the way towards the palace.
Ning Chen and A'man walked behind and went together.
Prince Yan returns, Great Xia Imperial Palace, soldiers kneel to greet each other, the legend of Great Xia has finally returned.
In the center of the palace, Heavenly Edict Hall, which once represented the glory of Great Xia, has disappeared. Prince Yan took a look and immediately walked towards the Weiyang Palace.
After Xia Ziyi became a demon, the only bloodline left in the royal family was Chi'er, who was under four years old. The political affairs of the DPRK and China could only be sent to the Weiyang Palace, asking Changsun who was still on the sickbed to make a decision.
The warnings from Confucianism and Prajna City were still vivid in my mind. After seeing Marquis of Knowing Fate's bloody methods, all the ministers in the court became much more stable. No one dared to get into trouble at this time.
Ministry of Justice found out each and every crime committed by the Confucian sect, and informed the world that even the poisoning of the kings was now evidenced conclusively, and there was no room for any sophistry.
Ministry of Justice is the best in the world in his methods of extorting confessions, and the secret room of torture has almost become a forbidden place for the entire Ministry of Justice to talk about.
Ministry of Justice asked Commander of Soldiers everything he wanted to know, which further confirmed the Confucian sect's crime of rebellion.
The most important thing is that in this special period, anyone who wants to cause trouble must carefully weigh whether it is his own fate or the cruelty of Marquis of Knowing Fate.
The Confucian sect was wiped out, and Prajna City almost massacred the city. This was not a dream, but a real thing. This was the bloodiest counter-insurgency in Great Xia's history, bar none.
Weiyang Palace, Prince Yan came over with their two juniors. Qing Ling stepped forward to greet them, and then took A'man aside, leaving space for the three of them to talk.
Ning Chen looked at Changsun sitting on the hospital bed, a touch of sadness flashed in his eyes. Empress Dowager, who had tried hard to protect him, was really old.
The vaguely beautiful face was now more haggard and exhausted. The successive blows made Changsun's already not very good body finally unable to support itself and became increasingly weak.