Little Mingyue was not used to the coldness of Northern Zhangyuan, so Ning Chen carried him on his back and left quickly.
He planted the seeds of peace for Little Mingyue, hoping that one day he would be able to grow teeth.
He can't change Fan Lingyue, he can only try to change the future monarch of Northern Mongolia.
This world has been devastated by war for too long and cannot continue.
After passing Northern Zhangyuan, it was not far from Xingchao Pass of Great Xia. Ning Chen walked with Little Mingyue all night, and finally reached the destination before noon the next day.
Ning Chen put on the mask he had prepared, transformed into a middle-aged man, and led Little Mingyue into Xingchao Pass openly.
Today Xingchao Pass is guarded by Marquis Qinghe. Before the end of the war between the two dynasties, Martial Marquis, the oldest Great Xia, should always guard here.
Great Xia has been lost. Yan Returning City cannot be connected. Xingchao Pass has been lost.
After Ning Chen came to Xingchao Pass, he first took Little Mingyue to find an inn, and then asked the little girl to help him make a mask.
"What are you going to do?" Mingyue asked curiously while helping the bad guy put on makeup.
"Go to Martial Marquis Estate" Ning Chen said honestly.
The old Marquis in Xingchao Pass is the father of Changsun. He has endured too much kindness from Changsun Lineage. Since he is here, he must pay a visit.
"Oh" Mingyue nodded and didn't ask again. As soon as she heard this, she knew very well that she couldn't follow.
"Be careful," Mingyue warned.
"It's okay," Ning Chen replied calmly. Although I heard that old Marquis was a bit old-fashioned, he couldn't lose his courtesy this time.
After the mask was melted, it took half an hour to dry. Ning Chen calmed down and thought about it, then took the pen and ink, took out the Moon-shaped Jade Pendant from his arms, dipped it in the ink, and printed it lightly on the paper.
Mingyue always had some worry on her face. She always felt that the bad guys' arrival would not go well this time.
Ning Chen saw the worry in the little girl's eyes, reached out and rubbed the latter's hair, and said softly, "Don't worry, nothing will happen."
After waiting for a while, Ning Chen took off the mask on his face, put on his original appearance of a middle-aged man, then stood up and walked out the door.
"Wait for me to come back"
After giving a warning, Ning Chen left with a slightly condensed expression, hoping nothing would happen.
The temporary Martial Marquis Estate in Xingchao Pass was about an hour away from the inn. Before arriving at Martial Marquis Estate, Ning Chen found a deserted place and put on a mask. When he reappeared, he was already a young man with an ordinary face.
Half an hour later, Ning Chen finally walked to Martial Marquis Estate. In front of the house, two guards stood in armor.
"I have something to ask Martial Marquis, and I hope the general can report it on my behalf." Ning Chen took out the letter in his hand and handed it to one of the guards, saying politely.
"Waiting here"
The guard took the letter without any nonsense or embarrassment, turned around and walked towards the mansion.
After a while, the guard came back and said respectfully, "Marquis, please"
Ning Chen thanked the guard and then walked into Martial Marquis Estate.
In the Hou Mansion Hall, Marquis Qinghe was sitting quietly on the main seat. His face was a little older, he looked about fifty years old, but he had an aura of righteousness that was very compelling.
"Are you Ning Chen?" Marquis Qinghe looked up and down at the young man in front of him and said calmly.
"Exactly" Ning Chen nodded.
"It's a bit different from the portrait given by Wuyou. Please take off the things on your face," Marquis Qinghe said lightly.
"Oh, I really can't hide it from Marquis." Ning Chen stretched out his hand to untie his mask, revealing his true face, and then saluted respectfully, "Junior Ning Chen has seen Marquis."
"Not bad" Marquis Qinghe nodded, calmly with a hint of praise.
"Did you kidnap Little Emperor from Beimeng?" Marquis Qinghe asked without much surprise.
"Yes" Ning Chen nodded without denying.
"There are two letters here, one is from His Majesty, and the other is from Wuyou. Take a look at it yourself."
While speaking, Marquis Qinghe moved his hand, and the two letters turned into streams of light and flew towards Ning Chen.
Ning Chen reached out and took the two letters. After opening them, he read them one by one without any emotion on his face.
He had already known the attitude of Xia Emperor and Changsun, and now he would not be surprised if he saw it again.
Xia Emperor's letter clearly states that once he is found to have entered Xingchao Pass, he will immediately stay at all costs, life or death, while Little Emperor from Northern Mongolia must be sent back to the imperial city alive.
As expected, Changsun's letter begged for mercy tactfully. In the words, he tried his best to explain that he should voluntarily hand over Little Emperor. Finally, he repeatedly told his father not to use force.
The two letters with completely different tones represent the final attitudes of Great Xia's current emperor and empress. This is unfortunate but also an honor for Ning Chen.
"What do you think?" Marquis Qinghe asked.
"I don't have any impressions, it's something I've expected," Ning Chen replied with a wave of his hand and sent the letter back.
"This is Xia Emperor's Domain. Your Majesty's words are Imperial Edict," Marquis Qinghe said.
"This is Great Xia's Domain, not Xia Emperor's Domain. As for Imperial Edict, it means nothing to me," Ning Chen said indifferently.
"Treason" Marquis Qinghe's expression immediately darkened, and he snorted coldly, "Come here, arrest this kid."
"Yes" After saying that, the four generals entered and quickly surrounded Ning Chen.
"Old Marquis, I came to visit you just because you are Empress Dowager's father. This is the courtesy I should do, but it does not mean that I will be captured without mercy." Ning Chen's face also darkened and he said slowly.
"Then let me show you what you are capable of and take action," Marquis Qinghe shouted coldly.
Keng, Keng, the four generals drew their swords, and the powerful bloody aura came towards them. The generals who had fought hundreds of battles were extremely powerful, and each of them had at least Eighth-Rank strength.
Ning Chen's eyes became extremely solemn. He moved his feet and took the lead to take action. His figure flashed past. Ink Sword, who was wrapped in a cloth belt behind him, appeared. His sword light slashed down and swept towards one of the generals.
"Bang"
The swords collided, and Ning Chen relied on his unparalleled skills to force the general back half a step. However, at the same time, three sword lights behind him arrived, and half a step was not enough to escape.
Ning Chen's body trembled, the sword light turned around, and two sword lights swayed. The powerful aftermath backfired, causing the blood in the body to surge.
The last sword was inevitable. Ning Chen focused his left hand on the sword, and his true energy overflowed, resisting the general's move.
"When" the knife fingers are connected, the final point is as strong as Ning Chen. It is difficult to convert the power of the knife. The knife energy enters the body and the mouth overflows with bright red.
Seeing that the protracted battle was futile, Ning Chen made a decisive decision, Sword One moved, the sky was filled with snow, and his body reached its peak.
"A Feihong, a sword from heaven and earth"
The sword was as fast as a thunderbolt, and it once again swept towards the general who had taken half a step back. Immediately, there was only a bang, and the general took the move and took several steps back.
Ning Chen stepped forward and was about to leave. However, at this moment, Marquis Qinghe, who was on the main seat, made a move. His body was like blue light, and he came to the front in an instant, with one finger reaching between his eyebrows.
Bang, Ning Chen's whole body felt like a huge earthquake, and he flew out violently. His mouth was red with vomiting, and the sky was stained with blood.
At the critical moment, Ning Chen endured the severe pain all over his body, stamped his feet, and with the help of his remaining strength, turned around and rushed out of the Hou Mansion.
"Chase, we must capture Little Emperor alive and find out the whereabouts of Beimeng Little Emperor," Marquis Qinghe shouted with a sullen face.
"Yes." The four generals took the order and quickly chased after him.
Seeing the four people disappear, Marquis Qinghe glanced at the darkness, sighed softly, and then turned around and walked into the hall.
Wuyou, that's all a father can do, the rest depends on his own destiny.
Ning Chen, who escaped from the Hou Mansion, immediately put on a mask and staggered towards the crowd with blood flowing from his mouth.
The four generals followed closely behind him and chased him for more than ten streets, but lost him in front of an inn.
"Go in and search," one of the generals said solemnly.
"Yes." The remaining three generals nodded and walked in together.
The innkeeper was about to stop him when he saw four generals in armor and immediately fell silent.
On the second floor, in a room, the door was pushed open with a bang. Little Mingyue was startled. When he saw it was Ning Chen, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Someone is coming later, help me cover up," Ning Chen endured the injury and quickly explained.
"Okay" Mingyue saw that the former's expression was wrong and he responded quickly.
Ning Chen took off his outer clothes in a few moments, stuffed them into the bedside cabinet, and immediately lay down on the bed.
"Dangdang"
The next moment, there was a knock on the door. Before Little Mingyue could open the door, a general pushed the door open and entered.
"Jun, Jun Ye" Mingyue said timidly, taking two steps back in a pretense of panic.
The general frowned when he saw that it was a little girl. He walked into the room and glanced around. When he saw a middle-aged man with a pale face and a sick look on the bed, he gave up his doubts and turned around to leave.
Mingyue went up and closed the door. As soon as he walked to the bed, he saw Ning Chen vomiting out a mouthful of blood, covering his mouth and coughing suppressedly.
"What's wrong with you? Don't scare me."
Little Mingyue panicked and kept wiping the blood around his mouth with his sleeve, but he couldn't wipe it away.
The last move, Marquis Qinghe didn't hold back. There were too many eyes on the Hou family, so he couldn't hold back.
"I'm fine"
Ning Chen gently pushed Little Mingyue away and immediately sat on the bed, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.
The moment he started, he really thought he might not be able to come back.
He thought that the conversation would not go well, or even break up on bad terms, but for Changsun's sake, Marquis Qinghe probably wouldn't do it too well.
He did not expect Marquis Qinghe's attitude to be so intense.
It wasn't until that finger passed that he instantly understood that Marquis Qinghe was acting for those in the dark.
That finger showed no mercy, but there was a lot more to it.
Changsun Lineage's cultivation techniques, as well as the ten years of cultivation of old Marquis.
This is the limit of what he can bear. Old Marquis is at the peak of the ninth level, even a half-step innate powerhouse. Ten years of cultivation is enough to elevate an ordinary person with no foundation to the level of Fifth-Rank.
Within the dantian, two cyclones are constantly devouring the incoming power, and Ning Chen's cultivation is also constantly rising. Seventh-Rank late stage, Seventh-Rank peak, Eighth-Rank early stage, Eighth-Rank was in the middle stage, Eighth-Rank was in the late stage, and Eighth-Rank was at its peak. However, just when his cultivation was about to break into the ninth level, Ning Chen forcibly stopped the cyclonic expansion and suppressed the realm.
He cannot break through to the ninth level now, otherwise his foundation will be unstable and his future cultivation will be affected.
After a while, Ning Chen slowly opened his eyes and sighed in his heart. This favor from old Marquis was too great.
(ps: Please collect it!)