Since ancient times.

Prosperity must decline, and the world is reasonable.

Since ten years ago, after Ning Sheng became famous, this person has always firmly occupied the top spot in the martial arts field, and he has been named a dozen or nine on the god list, how brilliant? How domineering and awe-inspiring?

It's just that.

No one thought that this eventful era that belonged to him would be so short.

It seems that he hasn't had time to appreciate his peerless demeanor, and he, who was once recognized as the 'inner king and outer saint', ended quietly.

Instead, there is only the huge stone sculpture that remains in the memorial square and sits and watches the clouds rise and fall.

It is the same as the statue of the young marshal standing in Fengtian Province!

Different life experiences, in the end, have become the admired existence of the world, and the audience has incense, which is endless.

And, after Ning Sheng's identity was exposed, the first crown prince from the Ning royal family was guessed by countless people whether his extreme achievements could surpass his great-grandfather Ning Hetu?

Or is it an equal sitting?

It's a pity that all of this was on that day, and the prosperity of the martial arts giants completely disappeared.

"Probably really don't want to return to the royal family, otherwise, with his Ning Xuanyuan's strength, how easy is it to teach the Ning family to move the whole family and all take his head as a horse?"

"Speaking of this Ning Sheng, hey, Swallow Lake has to be mentioned, 700,000 people watched the battle on the lakeside, stained, that scene, isn't it just a thrilling?"

How can a romantic character be famous?

From Zhao Gongxin's burial to his departure, and then half a year later, this great country with rapid information and perfect modernization and development still retains the ancient profession of 'Mr. Storyteller'.

They traveled south and north, they spat and flew, talking about the heroic deeds of the big guys, and kept mentioning that the young guy who was both named Ning Xuanyuan and also known as Ning Sheng.

"Ning Shuai, will he come back?"

In the afternoon restaurant, a group of people listened attentively, but the questions that came out of the cold made the small restaurant with a lively atmosphere suddenly silent.

He, will he come back?!

In just half a year, it is not long, but it is not short, but since Zhao Gongxin's death, many things have changed seemingly quietly, but they can be seen at a glance.

The lonely smoke goes straight to the border, and the war is going on again.

Although there is more than one elite soldier and horse in the country, it is a pity that it has always lacked the spirit of swallowing mountains and rivers like a tiger, especially in the southern region, the battlefield is like a mess, and it is only a mutual victory and defeat.

Nowadays, it is recognized that the best fighter is Kitano.

However, the battlefield has been hard to find since ancient times, and the entire mental outlook of Kitano, where the overlord is not there, is very bad, to put it bluntly, it is the lack of that soul figure!

Moreover, there is also a number team, which was disbanded a long time ago.

If that team is recalled collectively, as long as they go to the front line, within three days, they will be guaranteed to beat that group of enemies like Sun Tzu, and they will not be able to find the north.

Helpless.

This team is also from Ning Xuanyuan's hands.

He is not here, who can let this group of tiger and wolf divisions hang up their armor again?

"For the first time in my life, I longed to take another look at the python flag!"

The sun and the moon are in the sky.

The python swallows the dragon, only I am long live the army undefeated!

They are the most qualified, with the python flag, the only team to fight in the north and south!

It is precisely because of these reasons that everyone has to look forward to Ning Xuanyuan's return!

After all, not to mention that he is Ning Sheng, on the battlefield alone, with him Ning Xuanyuan and his absence, it is destined to present two extreme situations, this is a winning general, and he has never been defeated in his name.

A hearty commentary ended quietly.

How many unsatisfied diners sat in place, imagining in their minds, if Ning Xuanyuan came back, what kind of posture would he appear?

It is understandable that a character who stands at the forefront of the times has such a strong cohesion and attention.

"Let's go. ”

For a long time, among the diners who left one after another, two heroic figures stood up one after another.

A person with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, seems to have smiling eyes, but in fact, his temperament is indifferent, like killing a god.

After a person loses with a single fist, his words and deeds are slightly beneficial, but his waist is too straight and handsome, like a javelin, standing up to the sky.

Mr. Storyteller's story is so contagious that everyone instinctively ignores the scene, and there is such a pair of heroic men.

"If I hadn't followed my eldest brother for many years, I would have felt that this storyteller knew his eldest brother better than Yuan. ”

"Haha, if he comes to listen to it in person, do you think he will blush?"

The two stepped out the door, looked at the scorching red sun, and smiled at each other.

The battle situation at the border pass is gradually tightening, and the southern team has been stuck in the quagmire for a long time, and it is estimated that it is not far from their expedition, but before Ning Xuanyuan leaves, the entrusted task should also be completed.

It's a long journey.

Yuan Shu and Shi Zhijian finally arrived at a semi-secluded small mountain villa near the national capital, which was once where Ning Xuanyuan temporarily lived.

The sky was raining and the atmosphere was extremely oppressive.

Near the entrance of the village, there were many villagers standing one after another, dressed simply, with simple faces, and it was estimated that they had never seen people like Yuan Shu and Shi Zhijian.

The crowd dispersed all at once.

Yuan Shu frowned, three days ago, the spies came to report that the old man surnamed Han, who they had been paying attention to a long time ago, was getting worse and worse, and he wanted to come to visit today, but when he arrived at his destination, he found that the old man's body was more serious than he imagined.

"I want to meet Old Village Chief Han. Yuan Shu took the initiative to step forward and went straight to the point to show his true intentions.

A young man looked at Yuan Shu in surprise, and didn't ask much, "Please follow me." ”

The old house, which has not been renovated for many years, is almost full of the old people's belongings, and the more crowded bedrooms are for the terminally ill old people to close their eyes and rest.

Seems to feel something?

This old man, who had not been afraid of his mother-in-law before, had ridiculed Ning Xuanyuan for being too afraid of his mother-in-law, and his eyes widened suddenly, and then he just stared at Yuan Shu and Shi Zhijian quietly.

Yuan Shu and Shi Zhijian stood side by side, silent.

After a long time, the old man moved into a comfortable position, almost hoarsely his voice, and asked intermittently, "Yes, is it him?"

The old man remembered that the young guy with a scruffy beard and bright eyes liked to call him Ning Wa'er, and although he didn't get along for long, his personality was pleasing.

The old man remembered that this kid bragged that he was, that person?

It's a pity that he didn't say goodbye that day and never came back.

"It's him. Yuan Shu replied with two words, not much to explain, but it was enough.

"Ning Shuai Ning Xuanyuan!"

The old man gritted his teeth, recalling these five words over and over again, his face was full of relief, and he had no regrets when he met such a big husband in the twilight of his life.

Seven days later.

This old man, who has lived a dull life and has not had any ups and downs in the past, enjoyed the glory on the day he was buried in peace.

Yuan Shu, Shi Zhijian.

The two carried the coffin.

Burial for the old guys.

Fourteen days later.

Wu Zhao Tianwang Shi Zhijian went north, Yuan Shu went south, and the five-year border war kicked off.

Ning Xuanyuan still hasn't returned!