The days of Southern Mausoleum, Hundred Dynasties Competition are getting closer and closer, and the four people traveling north are still walking leisurely, without any hint of urgency.
It may be said that if someone is not anxious, it is useless for others to be anxious.
"Ning Chen, can you walk faster!"
Jian Shui'er was so angry that he looked back at the man in red and shouted loudly.
Hundred Dynasties Competition It's about to start, but they haven't reached the place yet. The most annoying thing is that this person still doesn't know how to be anxious.
Wan Hongzhu was walking between the two of them, with a headache. Jian Shui'er couldn't control her, and she couldn't control her senior brother, either fast or slow. It was really a dilemma for both sides.
The only one who is relatively quiet is Ruoxi. No matter what, he always follows his son. When he is really noisy, he pushes him to walk a few steps quickly to catch up with Shui'er.
"Ruoxi, tell him to hurry up." Jian Shui'er was still indifferent when he saw someone, and shouted to Ruoxi next to him.
"Sir, let's go faster, Miss Shui'er is almost dying of anxiety," Ruoxi suggested helplessly.
"There is still enough time, Jian Shui'er is too impatient and needs to be tempered," Ning Chen said calmly.
Once upon a time, he was not much different from Jian Shui'er. He was impatient and didn't know how to advance or retreat. At that time, he was trained by his seniors, but he didn't expect that today, when the roles have changed, he has done the same thing.
Ahead, Jian Shui'er saw that Ruoxi couldn't persuade him. He was full of anger and walked back quickly. He reached out and grabbed the former's arm and dragged him forward with force.
Wan Hongzhu Get out of the way. This aunt is very angry and cannot be offended.
However, no matter how hard Jian Shui'er tried, Ning Chen's pace remained the same without any change.
The little girl was anxious, her eyes were red with anger, and she was about to cry again.
Ning Chen As soon as he closed his eyes, he pretended not to see him. He cried even if he couldn't beat him, and he cried even if he couldn't pull him. He was so old and he wasn't shy at all.
When Jian Shui'er saw this, he became even more angry. He picked up his front arm and took a bite, wishing to bite it to death.
Ruoxi, Wan Hongzhu were shocked when they saw it. They hurried forward and pulled the two people apart. It was a quarrel, so why did they bite each other.
"Sir, please give in to Shui'er, she is still a girl." Ruoxi took out a handkerchief and wiped the water stains on the teeth marks while persuading her earnestly.
On the other side, Wan Hongzhu also pulled Jian Shui'er and threatened, "Shui'er, you can't beat senior brother, be careful he fights back."
Over the past few days, she has actually been able to get a rough idea of her senior brother's temperament. Although he looks very cold, but after getting along with him for a long time, she can feel the gentleness under the coldness, strict self-discipline, and lenient treatment of others.
Shui'er was so tormented that she couldn't stand it, but her senior brother could still bear it without getting angry once, which was really beyond her expectation.
"If you fight back, fight back, whoever is afraid of whom"
Jian Shui'er wrinkled his nose, stared at the man beside him with red eyes, and said angrily.
Ning Chen took the handkerchief from Ruoxi's hand and wiped the tooth marks bitten by Jian Shui'er. He pretended not to see or hear the evil woman's eyes and crazy words.
Ruoxi really couldn't control these two ancestors, so he took his handkerchief and let them do whatever they wanted.
In the end, Ning Chen won the battle because he was not afraid of being bitten. The four of them were still walking at a leisurely pace. Judging from their posture, it was 100% impossible to arrive before Hundred Dynasties Competition started.
As time passes day by day, before you know it, the day when Hundred Dynasties Competition gathers is approaching.
The journey of the four people has finally reached the end. In Jingfeng City, hundreds of dynasties gather together, and the world is glorious and shocking.
Desolate Beast In the sky, strange beasts pulled the chariot, and a golden sedan flew by. The strange phenomena accompanied it, and the extraordinary momentum set off the power of its owner.
Comparatively speaking, the four people who walked on two legs were dusty all the way. They really didn't have the temperament of experts. They were no different from the crowd watching the excitement. Jian Shui'er was so angry that he gritted his teeth and never gave anyone a good look.
"I came a day early," Ning Chen added inappropriately.
When Jian Shui'er heard this, he could no longer hold back the raging anger in his heart. When it exploded, he was quickly pulled aside by Hongzhu, who tried to comfort him.
With rumbles, horses stepped on the flowing clouds in the sky, and a great sect from an unknown state came from afar. Three one-horned horses were impressive. Among the carriages, a man in purple and gold armor looked at the heroes of the world. A powerful aura circulated around him. He had actually set foot in Second Calamity, which shocked everyone in the city.
"What are you pretending to be?" Jian Shui'er couldn't stand it, and said with disdain, Second Calamity Isn't it amazing? Isn't it amazing to have a car?
Wan Hongzhu was helpless, and he didn't point out that the little girl couldn't eat the grapes and said the grapes were sour. Now that her pain point was touched, the next day would become even more difficult for them.
"Find an inn to rest"
Afraid that if she continued to stay, this crazy girl would find trouble and start a fight with others, Ning Chen decisively stopped watching the fun and walked forward.
Ruoxi and Wan Hongzhu understood and followed together.
However, at this moment, a powerful force came down from the sky, and it was actually the man in the purple-gold battle suit who heard Jian Shui'er's words, and without saying a word, he took action.
The power of the palm of Liwei is astonishing. Jian Shui'er, who is under the stormy waves, is like duckweed in the rain, without even a chance to resist.
Ahead, Ning Chen walked more than ten steps away, a coldness flashed in his eyes, and his figure moved and turned back instantly.
Sword Intent Thousands, with a bang, the palm fell to the sky, the two moves collided, the wild and furious waves endlessly stirred up, and the red clothes were rolled up and danced.
"It's just an innocent remark from a little girl. Your Excellency is more than a round older than me. Don't you even have this level of humility?"
Ning Chen said calmly, then pointed at Sword Intent and rushed out, shocking the person in front of him.
The man in purple and gold armor stood in the sky, looking at the young man in red below, his eyes narrowed, what a strong sword, this person may not be weaker than him.
"Shui'er, let's go."
Ning Chen said nothing more, looked at the little girl behind him, turned around and continued walking forward.
"Yeah"
Jian Shui'er was more obedient than anyone else this time. He followed behind him obediently and left together.
After a brief confrontation, every pair of eyes in the city noticed the two of them. There is no doubt that this time Hundred Dynasties Competition, these two are opponents that cannot be ignored.
As soon as the four people left, two figures walked into the city at the same time. One was dazzling with golden light, and the other was impeccably dressed in silver. Yan'ge Twin Prodigies, as expected, had obtained the qualification of Hundred Dynasties Competition, and came together.
"Nan Ming, what's up? What I said is right, right?"
Beigong Yu chuckled and said, if such a strong man really doesn't come, Hundred Dynasties Competition will be much eclipsed this time.
"Go say hello"
Nanming Tian still couldn't see any expression on his face and said calmly.
Beigong Yu smiled. This friend of his was just too serious and showed no emotion or anger. He was really boring.
In front of an inn, Ning Chen walked in with three people. He really didn't want to say anything more about the innkeeper's bad taste.
"Four guest rooms" Ning Chen stretched out his hand.
"No, there are only two rooms left, do you want it?" the shopkeeper said impatiently while taking a nap.
"Yes" Ning Chen replied decisively.
"Take the silver, one hundred taels for a guest room, ten taels for tea, and don't care about dinner. If you don't check out after midnight tomorrow, I'll add another fifty taels," the shopkeeper said, making calculations.
"It's a black shop," Jian Shui'er was shocked and lost his voice.
"Little girl, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. If you don't look at where my inn is, there may be guests who disagree with each other. If you make a few gestures, you feel like you are born to fight. Is it possible to keep this inn? This is a high-risk business, so the price must be higher," the shopkeeper said seriously.
"That makes sense." Ning Chen nodded, took out two hundred and twenty taels of silver, slapped it on the table, and said, "No need to look for it."
The shopkeeper glanced at the young man in red in front of him with disdain. It was rare for him to be so thick-skinned.
"Shopkeeper, give me two guest rooms." At this time, two figures walked into the inn and said.
"No, go elsewhere," the shopkeeper said, waving his hand impatiently.
"Brother Ning, what a coincidence." Beigong Yu looked at the figure in front of the counter and chuckled.
On the side, Nanming Tian also looked over and nodded in greeting.
"Huh? You guys know each other, so that's easy. Let's squeeze in. Two guest rooms are enough. How about adding twenty taels of tea money?" The shopkeeper immediately took advantage of the opportunity and made a calculation.
"No, this is what we decided in advance."
Jian Shui'er almost jumped, and it was still crowded. It was already crowded enough, and the evil shopkeeper had lost his money.
"The shopkeeper's idea is really good, Brother Ning, come out and rely on your friends for a squeeze," Beigong Yu said with a smile.
"Three girls share a room, and you three share a room, just right," the shopkeeper said, fanning the flames at the right time.
"You pay the rent," Ning Chen stretched out his hand, took back the money, and said seriously.
"Oh, of course"
Beigong Yu agreed, took out a piece of gold from his pocket, placed it in front of the shopkeeper, and said, "No need to look for it."
"Rich Man"
Ning Chen calmly uttered three words, and everyone could hear the vague envy in the words.
On the side, Ruoxi smiled helplessly. Since the time of the Hou Mansion, the young master's money seems not to have exceeded one ingot of gold. However, this cannot be blamed on her. The monthly salary given by Empress Dowager is sufficient every month, which is just enough for the daily expenses of the Hou Mansion. Even if she wants to give the young master more private money, she is unable to do so.
The rooms are divided into separate rooms, with three men in one guest room, but the quietness is a bit scary.
Nanming Tian is not a person who likes to talk, and Ning Chen really has nothing in common with two men who are not familiar with each other, so they just sit at the table and drink tea quietly. Twenty taels of silver is really dark.
Beigong Yu stood not far away, looking at one, then another, wanting to speak, but was overwhelmed by the weird atmosphere and didn't know what to say.
On the other side, three women carefully listened to the movements next door. They looked at you and me, with confused expressions on their faces.
"Ruoxi, do they really know each other?" Wan Hongzhu whispered.
"I've met once," Ruoxi hesitated and said politely.
"..."
Jian Shui'er rolled her eyes and was speechless. She really thought these three people knew each other.
Next door, Beigong Yu finally couldn't bear it anymore, walked forward and said, "Brother Ning, let's have a fight."
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