Tick!

Stains of red blood fell from mid-air.

Jing Ge just carried Ning Fei's head, like a killing god, looking around the scene, the shocking momentum of rushing into the sky scared everyone's scalp numb.

The royal family members of the dignified Northern Imperial Family, and they are second-class clan relatives, because they said a few wrong words, they were killed on the spot, and there was no suspense.

Hiss!

Ning Fei's head was still falling with bloodstains, and the tense atmosphere had been covered by a large area of heavy breathing.

No one would have thought that things would turn out like this.

A royal family member is enough to make the group of celebrities in front of them grovel, and the general public in the outside world is even more like a pilgrimage when they read Ning Fei's name.

That kind of awe that comes from the bones cannot be described in words.

However......

This is just a second-class member who is attached to the label of the Northern Imperial Family, as soon as he appears, it causes a sensation in the whole city, how many wealthy lords and magnates want to stammer?

The so-called royal family can get such grand treatment.

Just imagine, if the identity of the first crown prince of the Northern Imperial Family is exposed, what kind of earth-shattering terrifying impact will this have to be induced?

"Eight, eight. ”

Zhou Qingdu trembled and knelt on the ground, his limbs were cold, what wind and waves had he not experienced in his life?

However, the moment he learned Ning Xuanyuan's true identity and the famous three characters of 'Eight Divisions', he still felt that his soul was trembling.

If the memory is good, the eight tribes should be the eight teams that followed Marshal Ninghe Tuning to conquer the world back then, and were unstoppable?

There is no strongest, only stronger.

Even though a hundred years have passed, and the eight tribes have reached the third generation, the significance of the existence of this special class of troops is still proven...... The Ning family is still the most capable ethnic group!

Pedal Pedal Ped

The blood that kept dripping on Ning Fei's head, accompanied by Ning Xuanyuan's slight footsteps, was terrifying.

The eighteen iron horsemen of the Northern Imperial Family did not dare to commit any offenses, and openly looked directly at Ning Xuanyuan, and at this moment they could only lower their heads to show their greatest respect.

Such is the influence of the first crown prince.

Even if they disappeared for twenty-nine years, even if they met for the first time, for a certain group of people in the Ning family, for the eight members of the Ning family, and even for the old emperor of the family......

The great prince never left!

Even if it is in the heart, in the memory.

He, regardless of life or death, is still the son of the world who dominates the throne and ranks first, and there is no one in the world who can replace him.

"Great, great son. ”

Jing Ge hoarsely voiced, and called out again, this kind of lost and regained, and mixed feelings, made his teeth tremble, "How have you been doing all these years?"

In fact, it is not too good, but it is fulfilling, more frank and open, and has a clear conscience.

Except for when I was a child, I was talked about as a small wild species of unknown origin, but everything else is fine.

Of course, he Ning Xuanyuan had never imagined that if there was no turmoil, if he hadn't left the royal family, would there be another way to live in this life?

Born to be a king, known to the world?

No, Qingping started from the end of the micro, went through thousands of difficulties and dangers, experienced honor and disgrace and life and death, went through one life and death robe after another and fell into a pool of blood, and finally stepped on the top of the government and the opposition.

"The eldest brother has died three times, and fortunately, he survived. Yuan Shu replied on his behalf, just an understatement of the truth, but ......

Rumble!

Jing Ge knelt on the ground repeatedly, his hands drooping, full of tears, died three times?

This is their king.

This is the great prince of their Ning royal family, who has a lot of thoughts in their hearts, but can only accept the fact that he has already died, and almost died on the cruel and cold battlefield?

"Yes, I'm sorry to have made you suffer all these years. ”

is obviously a tough guy with iron bones, but at this moment, tears are flashing, and the guilt and self-blame that come from the bottom of my heart are empathetic.

"I'm sorry. ”

Seventeen more figures, kneeling on the ground one by one.

The most noble and glorious one, born forced to wander, I don't know how much human suffering I have endured over the years, and the other eight sons, who have been pampered since childhood, have lived a glorious life, and they have become famous all over the world without bothering.

"It's not fair!"

Jing Ge clenched his fist the size of a sandbag and slammed the ground hard, probably the only way to vent the emotions in his heart that were suppressed to the point of suffocating him.

Ning Xuanyuan's gaze swept Jing Ge calmly.

After that, he walked up to the gray-haired old fellow, and without saying a word, tore open the handsome robe embroidered with purple and gold threads, and put it on him.

It seemed that the third young master, who had been traumatized, looked at Ning Xuanyuan in a daze for a long time, and finally spit out a vague word with difficulty, "Son......"

He knew him.

Immediately, the father and son looked at each other and smiled.

Ning Xuanyuan pinched his nose even more, and his tone was extremely soft, "It's me." ”

There is no crying at the moment of recognition, and there is no resentment accumulated since being abandoned at a young age, giving each other a smile, and the family affection between them has been exhausted.

Probably trying to rub Ning Xuanyuan's head?

Stretched out into the air, the old guy looked at his rough, not very clean five fingers, and then looked at Ning Xuanyuan, who was dressed in solemn clothes, and finally retracted his right hand timidly.

Ning Xuanyuan blinked, the old guy shook his head, and didn't stretch out his hand again.

Zhou Qingdu didn't dare to raise his head the whole time, as far as he was concerned, things had come to this point, and Zhou's ending was already certain.

originally thought that with the help of Ning Fei's shocking background, he could have an unexpected effect at a critical moment, so as to protect the Zhou family and continue to stand tall as the local overlord.

Unexpectedly, such a big change was pulled......

"What do you say?" Ning Xuanyuan asked Zhou Qingdu, who was kneeling on the ground and was cold, while taking the old guy's collar seriously.

Zhou Qingdu sighed, "Sin deserves to die, there is nothing to say." ”

The matter has come to this point, and there is no way to return to heaven.

"Since it was said that one will not be left, then one will not be left. Ning Xuanyuan directly signaled to Yuan Shu, and then took the old guy and walked away.

The Northern Emperor rode eighteen people and looked at each other.

Waiting for the group to leave the courtyard, Ning Xuanyuan did not mean to take the initiative to negotiate, Jing Ge hesitated for a long time, and said, "Shizi?"

"I'm not a son. ”

From the day he left, he Ning Xuanyuan had nothing to do with the Northern Imperial Family.

Jing Ge froze in place.

Approaching to get in the car, Ning Xuanyuan thought about it, and still replied, "My father, will stay in the national capital, as for my affairs, how should you explain to the Northern Imperial Family, just report it truthfully." ”

Some things have happened, and you can't take it seriously, it really doesn't exist, since the facts will be revealed sooner or later, it is better to calmly face and inform the public, and then, do a cut in a dignified manner.

My real surname is Ning, and my name is Xuanyuan.

Born in a humble family.

None of them.

At this time, no matter Yuan Shu, Qin Qiu, or Jing Ge, they would never have imagined that Ning Xuanyuan would choose to use such a cruel way to cut off the relationship with the Northern Imperial Family......

That day.

Qin Qiu didn't wait to watch another game with him, and Yanjing was full of flocculent after autumn.

That day.

A golden rain of light fills the world.

The legend ends.

PS, tomorrow at 10 p.m.