Chapter 150

They talked for a long time. At sunset, Xia Yanwu left. He showed enough sincerity to wait for Ning Chen to give him a reply.

He believed that Ning Chen would make a correct judgment. Now the situation of the struggle for the throne is mixed, but it is gradually tilted. Finally, strength will decide everything.

After the third prince left, Ning Chen was still sitting quietly, drinking a cup of tea and thinking seriously.

He also made a choice at that time, no matter the third prince or the tenth prince, there will always be one person on the throne.

"Mingyue, who do you think is suitable to be the emperor, the third prince or the tenth prince?" Ning Chen looking at the side is boring to play with the little girl of the night pearl, soft voice inquires a way.

"You are suitable," said the moon without raising her head.

“……” Ning Chen is speechless and has no time to talk.

Just then, the old housekeeper came into the hall and said respectfully, "Mr. Hou, someone has sent this letter outside"

Ning Chen frowned, tore open the envelope and took out the letter inside. Seeing the signature at the end of the letter, his eyes narrowed slightly. It was him.

This is a letter from mu qianshang.

He has to step into the congenital, before that, he wants to understand the unfinished battle.

He owes him a favor. In the past, if Mu qianshang didn't let him into Qingshuang Valley, he couldn't get Ling Jinghua. This time, he had to go.

"Mingyue, I'm going out. Are you going?" Ning Chen looked at a small bright moon and asked softly.

"Go" the moon jumped down from the chair, put away the night pearl, came forward and stretched out her little hand.

Ning Chen took the little girl's hand, immediately told the housekeeper a few words, then left the Hou house.

HaoWu palace, Xia Ziyi, as the first prince to be crowned, is also the largest of several princes. It can be seen how much the emperor of Xia valued the great prince of Xia.

Ning Chen and bright moon come, nine princesses are preparing to leave, see two people come, sat down again.

"How is the injury?" Xia Ziyi asks, he knows that Ning Chen's injury is far more serious than what is rumored.

"Temporarily unimpeded" Ning Chen returns a way.

"What's the matter now?" Summer son clothes doubt color way.

"Can the ink sword be repaired?" Ning Chen slowly way.

Xia Ziyi shook his head and said, "it's going to take some time. Why do you suddenly ask about it? Even if you don't use the sword, you can deal with anyone in nature. Why should you be in a hurry for a moment"

"this time is different" Ning Chen sighed softly and said, "my opponent is mu qianshang. I have to use the sword"

"the little master of cijian Tiange?" Xia Ziyi's brow is slightly wrinkled. He has heard of this man. He has become a swordsman himself. Even the elder of cijiantian pavilion has been defeated by him. Now he only needs to step into the congenital moment.

"En" Ning Chen nodded and simply said the things between them.

"It's really troublesome," said Xia Ziyi with a worried face. It's a good thing for others to say that mu qianshang is a wizard in the sword that hasn't been produced for a hundred years. If Ning Chen doesn't have a sword, the chance of winning is too slim.

With their cultivation, the ordinary sword is definitely not good. If they don't do a few moves, they will not be able to bear it and will collapse by themselves. The autumn water in his hand is contaminated with too many noble and righteous spirit of Confucianism, which will have a great influence on Ning Chen.

"Brother Huang, do you forget that there is a sword in the palace, but I don't know if my mother is willing to lend it out?" Xia Xinyu reminds me.

"Big Yin green sparrow sword" after nine princess a remind, Xia Ziyi also want to, brow immediately again.

"This is the sword of the former dynasty, and the mother and empress may not agree with it," Xia Ziyi said with some uncertainty.

Ning Chen thought for a moment, got up and said, "I can't manage so much. I always have to have a try. The moon, let's go"

"go now?" Xia Ziyi was stunned and asked.

"Time is tonight" rather Chen helpless way.

Xia Ziyi's heart is slightly surprised. It seems that mu qianshang is about to step out of this foot, otherwise, he won't be so anxious.

"Xinyu, you can go back together." Xia Ziyi turned his head and said softly.

"En" Xia Xinyu hesitated slightly and nodded.

Three people all the way to the palace, ningchen because of something in the heart, never speak, xiaxinyu slightly embarrassed, since the last marriage, she was very afraid and ningchen alone.

Mingyue's heart is like a mirror. She doesn't make a sound. She looks at the villains and Xia Xinyu, then she turns her lips.

She felt that Princess daxiajiu was not worthy of bad people.

Xia Xinyu feels more embarrassed by Mingyue's eyes and deliberately avoids xiaomingyue's eyes.

Ning Chen then returns to her senses, looks at the little girl, and immediately understands what's going on. She taps little Mingyue's cloth hat and says, "little child, don't be cranky"

Mingyue laughs and looks pure like a little white flower.

The three enter the palace very quickly. It's supposed to be very troublesome to enter the palace at this time. However, Xia Xinyu and Ning Chen have different identities. No one dares to stop them. When the guard sees the token in their hands, they let them go directly.

The eldest grandson is not in Tianyu hall, but returns to Weiyang palace. It is inconvenient for ningchen to enter Hougong, so he can only wait in Tianyu hall.After a while, lime came first and asked him and xiaomingyue to wait.

After a long time, the eldest grandson and the ninth princess came. In Xia Xinyu's hand, he was holding a five foot long mahogany box, engraved with dragon pattern and covered with yellow scarf. It looked very noble.

"Give it back immediately after use," said Chang sun zhengse.

This is the sword of the former dynasty. According to the truth, it can't be born again. However, it is related to the safety of Ning Chen, so she has to make an exception.

"Certainly," Ning Chen promised.

Borrowing the sword is much smoother than you think. Ning Chen doesn't stay much and leaves with the moon.

"Be careful, if you can't fight, you will admit defeat." when Ning Chen came out of the hall, Chang Sun said.

"Ah" Ning Chen slightly a full meal, a smile, immediately continue to walk.

Admit defeat? Maybe.

After Ning Chen left, the eldest grandson looked at his daughter and sighed, "Xinyu, my mother hopes you can think about your marriage with Ning Chen carefully, and don't regret it until you miss it"

Xia Xinyu was silent and nodded her head gently.

On the way back, Mingyue is tired and doesn't want to walk. Ningchen has no choice but to carry the little girl on her back. She hasn't carried her back for a long time. Xiaomingyue sinks a lot.

"Bad guy, are you sure you can win?" The moon lies on Ning Chen's shoulder and says softly.

She doesn't understand this, but it doesn't mean that she can't see the worry in other people's eyes. The bad guys still have injuries. Since she came back from the Buddhist kingdom, she hasn't fully recovered.

Xiao Mingyue doesn't know that Ning Chen was seriously injured two days ago. Now she is injured both in the old and in the new.

"Of course, I'm sure when I will lose." Ning Chen said relaxed, smile gently, in front of the moon, always show his best side.

Mingyue tightens her arms and whispers, "I'll wait for you at home, so I won't make trouble for you"

Ning Chen smiles and says, "when will we be so sensible? It seems that Mingyue will grow up soon"

"I don't want to grow up"

later, Mingyue doesn't say that. After growing up, he can't carry her.

Yiyi breeze, blowing two people, small cloth cap shaking, one of the long hair, repose the world's best trust, just a few months, this happened too much, only this trust and dependence has never changed.

Two people return to the mansion, bright moon ate some things and then went to sleep, tonight, no longer pester Ning Chen to listen to the story.

Dayin Qingque sword is inserted on the stone slab in the courtyard. Ning Chen stands still and nourishes his spirit. He raises his fighting spirit to the peak of his life.

This is the fairest battle since he came to this world. There is no grudge, no interest, only for the sake of fighting above and below the martial arts.

Yanqin palace, the Contemporary Legend of Daxia, has been looking at the direction of Zhiming Houfu. The sword stand in front of him is still. He thought he would come to borrow the sword, but he didn't come. It's good that he didn't come. It's a fair battle. He'll wait and see what brilliant sparks will be produced.

The most important thing for a warrior is his concentration. Ning Chen is too distracted. Since he entered the martial arts, he has never fought for himself. Once a battle is involved in conspiracy and interests, he will lose too much.

He wants to see very much, rather Chen erupts own full strength, actually can arrive which step.

In Zhiming Hou's mansion, the fighting spirit is more and more serious. Dayin Qingque's sword trembles gently without wind. The next moment, the sword rushes into the sky, marking the most beautiful glory.

"Coming"

the young man, a hundred miles away from the Imperial City, saw the light in the sky and spoke slowly.

In the imperial city of the great Xia Dynasty, several eyes saw this sword full of fighting spirit, and his face was startled. This sword came from the magistrate's mansion.

"Go and have a look" in Lingyan Pavilion, Su Feiyan gets up and walks out of the pavilion.

"Yes" Qiulan answers and immediately follows.

Shenfeng camp, Xia Yanwu out of the tent, silent for a moment, step away from the camp.

At the same time, other directions of the Imperial City, all above Jiupin, came out. They wanted to see with their own eyes whether the Zhiming Marquis of Daxia was really as powerful as the rumor.

In Weiyang palace, lime stands in front of the gate with his eldest grandson, looking at the West and praying silently for this battle.

In the West Hall of Tailisi, the red candle swayed, and Yin Wugou stood quietly in front of the window, dressed in a gorgeous red robe, reflecting a plain look, without saying a word.

"Young master, won't you watch it?" Shang Han whispered that he knew the young master was concerned about this battle.

"No, the chief will not lose," Yin Wugou shook his head and said calmly.

The moon is like a hook, drawing out the lights of thousands of families. Ning Chen goes out of the house, walking slowly. After a few steps, he leaves a light shadow in the air.

The sky's big Yin green sparrow sword falls down and returns to the scabbard with a clang sound.

The plain clothes with sword are no longer bound by conspiracy tonight. They are all fighting spirit and sharper than sharp sword.

A quarter of an hour later, plain clothes appeared a hundred miles away from the imperial city. The moon of Zishi illuminated the whole world.

"Please"

under the black white cloak, the demon eyes are like the moon. This is the most beautiful person in the world. A sword is the possession of heaven and earth.

"Please"Plain clothes show hands, clothing tail cold wind, calm face is still the same, only a battle spirit, sharp victory sword.

Congenital, the strongest two people, finally formally stand face to face, tonight, will be congenital, the pinnacle of a battle.

"Bang"

the next moment, the frost and snow are falling, and their bodies are crisscrossing

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