The curtain of the tent was lifted, and several tall and thick men walked in, full of murderous intent and looking evil.
The men in the grassland have all seen blood. Once they take it seriously, their whole body will exude a sense of oppression that is different from ordinary people.
However, this is only for ordinary people. The two people in the tent are not only murderers, but they are also the kind of extraordinary people who kill people without blinking an eye.
Ning Chen turned the wheelchair around and stuck Ink Sword on the ground with a swipe. The unhappiness on his face was undisguised. It was a fight, right? Who is afraid of whom?
The white-bearded old man walked in, Mingcheng walked in, and the doctor also walked in. Looking at the calm and unmoved young man in green, he frowned.
"Take away" the white-bearded old man shouted.
"Yes." Seven big men walked around the wheelchair and grabbed the young man in Tsing Yi directly.
The unhappy look on Ning Chen's face became even thicker. As if he was transparent, he slapped Ink Sword with his right hand, and a burst of true energy suddenly spread out, knocking several big men back a few steps.
"I have something to say." I felt guilty. Ning Chen didn't want things to get too tense, so he suppressed his temper and said.
"Mingcheng, hold him back," the white-bearded old man's face darkened and he shouted.
"Yes." Mingcheng reluctantly pulled out the scimitar from his waist, took two steps forward, and said to Ning Chen, "Brother Ning, I'm offended."
Ning Chen's expression gradually turned cold, and he looked shameless.
Keng, Ink Sword was unsheathed, the sword was frosted, snowflakes stirred, and the temperature in the entire tent dropped.
The tense atmosphere spread, and the war was about to break out. At this moment, Prince Yan, who had been calm and silent, spoke.
"Okay, put your sword away."
After finishing speaking, Prince Yan walked towards the outside of the tent and said calmly, "Go and see what's going on."
"Well" Ning Chen narrowed his eyes, sheathed his sword, and walked out.
The two walked out, and the cold sweat on Mingcheng's body started to flow. They still underestimated the young man in the wheelchair. Not to mention him alone, even ten more people would not be able to stop him.
"Clan leader, you can't do it forcefully," Mingcheng advised again.
The white-bearded old man snorted coldly, then turned around and walked out of the tent.
In Pei Yan's tent, Ning Chen and Prince Yan looked at the beautiful girl lying on the bed and got the real situation from the doctor's mouth.
"Senior, is there any help?" Ning Chen asked via voice transmission.
"Rhombus Crystal Flower" Prince Yan said lightly.
"Then it's hopeless," Ning Chen said in a deep voice.
"With your blood and my help, I can extend her life for three years. Again, it's up to you to do whatever you want," Prince Yan said calmly.
"The utmost benevolence and justice, so be it." Ning Chen nodded and made a quick decision.
After saying that, Ning Chen turned around, looked at the white-bearded old man who had just entered, and said, "We can extend the life of Miss Pei Yan for three years. As a deal, all previous grievances will be put aside."
The white-bearded old man was stunned, and everyone present was also stunned. Ning Chen did not rush, but waited patiently and indifferently.
The worries of the people present were in stark contrast to the calmness of the two people. What Changsun said that day was most vividly reflected at this moment. Ning Chen is the most ruthless person in the world.
If they hadn't been at fault in this matter, who lived and who died was none of his business.
She is not A'man!
"Are you sure?" The white-bearded old man asked with a hint of distrust in his eyes.
"Believe it or not, it's up to you." Ning Chen is indifferent and authentic.
The white-bearded old man's expression changed again and again. After a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I promise you."
"Everyone, please go out," Prince Yan took a step forward and came to the bed, saying calmly.
The white-bearded old man and the people present hesitated for a moment, still undecided.
"It's too late to regret now," Ning Chen also turned the wheelchair to the bed and said coldly.
"Everyone get out." The white-bearded old man finally made up his mind, drove everyone out of the tent, and then followed him out.
"The hearts of parents in the world are pitiful." Ning Chen sighed softly. Immediately, the sword finger swiped across his arm, and drops of blood flowed out, dripping down the arm and onto Pei Yan's heart.
He has the power of Heaven-Revolving Pill medicine in his body, and he has also been soaked in Heavenly Pool in Northern Mongolia. It can be said that he is a living medicine introduction.
At the same time, Prince Yan turned his palms to gather his energy, and the innate power wrapped the dripping blood and quickly sank into Pei Yan's heart. In an instant, the power of the medicine spread and began to nourish the latter's weak heart bit by bit.
After about ten breaths, Prince Yan stopped his hand. Ning Chen touched his hand, and silver light flashed to stop the blood on his arm. He immediately looked at Pei Yan on the bed, waiting for the latter to wake up.
After half a stick of incense, Pei Yan woke up, looked at the young man in green in front of him, and said weakly, "Can you tell me your true identity?"
"Great Xia, Prince Yan" Prince Yan said lightly.
Pei Yan was startled, then closed his eyes weakly, a tear slipped quietly, "Thank you"
Ning Chen and Prince Yan went out. The white-bearded old man immediately entered the tent and saw Pei Yan waking up on the bed. He couldn't help crying with joy.
"Let them go"
The old man's voice came from the tent. After hearing it, Mingcheng and others automatically made way out of the way and allowed the two of them to leave.
"Let's go," Prince Yan, who was walking in front, said calmly.
"Yeah" Ning Chen responded, and then followed.
The two of them left without any hurry or nostalgia. No matter how beautiful the grassland was, they were just passers-by. They just had to see it.
"Mountains have no support, water has no support, the fragrant grass leaves the king and grandson sadly, the clouds are light, the willows Qingqing, the cuckoo's sound is unbearable..."
On the grassland, the sound of farewell suddenly appeared. Ning Chen looked back, but saw a woman in a red wedding dress sitting there in front of the tent, holding a pipa in her arms. She looked pale and had red lips like blood, like a rose blooming in the cold wind. She was so beautiful that people dared not look directly at her.
"What a pity"
Ning Chen sighed lightly, but didn't say much, then turned around and continued walking forward.
Prince Yan's expression is still as calm as ever, there has never been any disturbance, step by step, unswervingly.
The grassland was very large. The two of them traveled north without stopping in the middle until they reached their destination, the capital of Northern Mongolia.
This is a city in the desert. Looking from a distance, it looks like a holy city floating on the yellow ocean. It is very shocking.
After the two entered the royal capital, they found that the lives of the people here were very different from those on the outside grasslands. They were somewhat similar to the people of Central Plains. They were doing various small businesses, working at the beginning of the day and resting at sunset.
Ning Chen glanced at the spectacular royal court building in the distance, and sneered at the corner of his mouth. He heard that after the emperor of Northern Mongolia died, the royal court was in chaos, and several princes competed for the throne. It was at this time that Fan Lingyue emerged from the sky, wiped out all resistance forces cleanly, put the infant emperor of the previous emperor on the throne, and ended the civil strife in Northern Mongolia.
In this way, Little Emperor from Northern Mongolia has just turned seven years old this year.
"The Sand Sword from Beimeng is about to be born. I want to go and see it, so let's say goodbye." At this moment, Prince Yan said with a flash of light in his eyes.
Hearing this, Ning Chen was startled, and then nodded. Since the senior did not let him go with him, it meant that he was not strong enough and it might be dangerous to follow him.
"How to contact me?" Ning Chen asked.
"No need, I will find you on my own." Before he could finish his words, Prince Yan's figure had disappeared and he was heading north at high speed.
Ning Chen opened his mouth, and finally shook his head helplessly. He originally expected Prince Yan to do something with him, but now it seems that he has to rely on himself.
It's a bit difficult, but we can't wait forever. Great Xia's situation is already in danger. Changsun still doesn't know what kind of headache he has. He has to do something.
As soon as he entered the royal capital, he inquired about the current battle situation between the two dynasties. Great Xia's Heaven's Gate Pass was actually defeated by Fan Lingyue. Northern Mongolia's 300,000-strong army marched straight in and blocked the three Great Xia Martial Marquis from outside the pass.
This is the worst news. Since the war between the two dynasties, Great Xia has lost a terrifying number of troops, while the Northern Mongolian army has been almost intact.
Northern Zhangyuan and Yan Returning City's two hundred thousand, Zuoqiu Sheng's ruined 350,000, plus the three Martial Marquis's 300,000 that could no longer pose a threat, Great Xia's nearly 850,000 soldiers could not stop Northern Mongolia's 300,000 troops.
Among them, the biggest difference is that Beimeng has a Fan Lingyue, but Great Xia does not.
This is a woman who can create an era on her own and is already invincible.
Ning Chen didn't want Fan Lingyue to know that he was still alive this time, but he just didn't want to confront her head-on. He was also full of fear for such a woman.
Since he came to this world, he has suffered several big losses, and has even been seriously injured and nearly died several times. There is basically the shadow of Fan Lingyue behind him.
She wanted to kill him, and he wanted to kill her. It was so simple, so simple that she could ignore everything.
Qing Family is an exploitable chess piece.
Based on the scimitar in Mingcheng's hand, he could basically conclude that the group of people who assassinated Changsun were from the Qing Family. Then he could also conclude that Qing Family was also a secret chess piece hidden by Fan Lingyue.
He wanted to go in and see what kind of place this Qing Family was.
Qing Family is in the royal capital of Northern Mongolia. In this Imperial Authority place where aristocratic families are as numerous as dogs and dignitaries roam everywhere, he is not very eye-catching.
However, Qing Family is different from other aristocratic families and powerful people. Qing Family is not a true single-surname family.
There are very few direct descendants of the Qing Family, and intermarriage with outsiders is not allowed, resulting in fewer and fewer descendants of this lineage. When forced to do so, Qing Family established a rule, which can be used to give surnames to people who have made great contributions to the Qing Family.
Regarding Qing Family's traditions and rules, Ning Chen only wants to say one word, bah!
If you are married to a close relative, your brain will not kill you.
However, this also gave him a lot of convenience. In order to continue the bloodline, Qing Family would basically accept all comers to truly strong people. As long as they made enough contributions in the future, they would be given a surname.
He had no interest in the name at all, and he went in just to stab him.
Qing Family is very big, very big, so big that it is surprising. Ning Chen entered Qing Family in a very high-profile and arrogant way. He entered directly. His martial arts Seventh-Rank's cultivation immediately attracted the attention of the Qing Family's senior officials. A martial arts Seventh-Rank who is less than twenty years old is really rare.
"Young Master is here to be your guest, please call someone who can speak." Ning Chen held a broken iron sword in his hand, inserted it into the ground with a click, and said wildly to the fallen people in front of him.