Ten miles of maple forest, the cold winter rises, the goose feather snow falls as scheduled, and the whole world seems to have turned silvery-white.

In front of the wooden house, ghosts dressed like little cotton balls are happily playing in the snow, covered in snowflakes.

Ning Chen stood not far away and looked at the ghost, his face full of gentleness.

I don't know when, in the ten-mile maple forest, Xia Xiyao arrived, but this time, she didn't bring a maid, and it was the contemporary blood-clothed marquis who came with her.

The blood-clothed marquis is still wearing a blood-red tight-fitting suit, outlining a bumpy figure, coupled with a wild and beautiful face, it doesn't look like the peerless princess of the Xia Dynasty at all.

"Hou. ”

The two arrived and saluted in unison.

"No need to be polite. ”

Ning Chen responded with a smile and said, "Why did you come here at this time?"

In recent days, the ninth princess and the seven martial marquis of Great Xia have not come less, and it is said that if it were him, he would definitely have the opportunity to come over.

There is no need to put a senior in vain, and he was the same back then.

"Hou, I have some problems in the martial arts that I can't figure out, and I hope Hou can give me advice. Blood-clothed Hou said respectfully.

"When you encounter a bottleneck, whether you persevere to the end or change your methods, as long as you believe in yourself, you can achieve enlightenment on any road, and the key is to believe in your own way. ”

As soon as the words fell, Ning Chen looked at the ghost who fell in the snow in front of him, smiled, and said, "Ghost, be careful." ”

"Got it, Daddy. ”

The ghost got up, responded childishly, and continued to toss with the little gourd.

When the Bloody Marquis heard the former's words, a look of thought flashed in his eyes.

Perhaps, she really thinks too much.

She should believe in herself and keep going.

On the side, Xia Xiyao saw that the conversation between the two was over, and said softly, "Hou, my father knows that Hou is back and wants to see you, I don't know if Hou can go back to the palace to have a look." ”

Ning Chen shook his head lightly and said, "No, the current Great Xia, there is no longer my old friend, and there is no point in going back." ”

When Xia Xiyao heard this, she fell silent and did not persuade any more.

"Hou, can you give me some advice? ”

The Bloody Marquis came back to his senses from his thoughts, looked at the legendary characters in the land of Shenzhou in front of him, and said with an extremely serious expression.

Ning Chen looked sideways, nodded lightly, and said, "Yes." ”

Bloody Hou waved his hand, and a long sword flew by, sword

Dazzling, at first glance it is not an ordinary thing.

"Mingxue Tiansheng is my sword for guarding the frontier, so I borrowed it from Hou first. ”

When the words fell, the blood-clothed marquis held his left hand weakly, and in the carriage not far away, another divine soldier flew out, with a cyan sword body, and the same aura was extraordinary.

Ning Chen stretched out his hand and grabbed the Mingxue Heavenly Sage, feeling the powerful evil qi on the sword, a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

The sword of the Great Xia Wuhou has always been contaminated with too much killing karma, and although the Bloody Marquis in front of him is a woman, he is no exception.

"Please!"

The bloody marquis spoke, his body moved, his sword walked, and the edge was dazzling.

With a sonorous sound, the two swords were handed over, and the snow was romantic, covering the eyes.

In the scattered snowflakes, the two swords clashed again and again, like a dragon out of the water, like a vast star, each showing its ability.

Ten zhang away, neither of them had any breath, only the sword, which was extremely sharp.

In the battle, the bloody marquis showed what he could do all his life, and the more he fought, the more frightened he became.

Although she had been mentally prepared, however, only by really fighting could she truly appreciate the strength of the fateful marquis in front of her.

It turns out that above the way of the sword, there is such a sword.

The speed of the sword is not fast, but the move is unstoppable, like the starry sky, in it, but it can never really be touched.

Rumble!

After ten moves, the two swords were handed over again, and the bloody marquis who had not finished the sword only felt a numbness in his right arm, and the sword in his hand had involuntarily flew down and plunged into the ground.

Ning Chen smiled and stretched out his hand to return the Mingxue Heavenly Saint.

"Thank you Hou for your advice. ”

The Blood-clothed Marquis took the sword and saluted respectfully.

"Next time, bring a string of sugar gourds to the ghost. Ning Chen said with a smile.

Bloody Hou was stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses, his stiff expression showed a rare smile, and nodded, "Okay." ”

The two of them stayed in the ten-mile maple forest for a long time and left, and the carriage rolled out two long wheel prints in the snow, so clear.

In the Imperial City, regarding the identity of the people of the Ten Mile Maple Forest, many people secretly guessed that the seven martial marquis and the nine princesses of Great Xia had visited many times, which already made people have to be puzzled.

However, none of the people who have been to the Ten Mile Maple Forest have revealed their identities, and the Ten Mile Maple Forest has become a forbidden place, not allowing others to set foot easily.

It's just that peace is always short-lived, and war is inevitable.

On the frontier of Great Xia, invasion from neighboring countries broke out, and the seven martial marquis of Great Xia left the imperial city and went to the border one after another.

Ten miles of maple forest, since then has become quiet.

The sugar gourd that the Bloody Marquis promised to bring to the ghost never had a chance to send it again.

On the battlefield, the Bloody Marquis died in battle, covered in blood, and left his life on the battlefield.

The general died in a hundred battles, the strong man returned in ten years, the endless history of Great Xia, more than ninety percent of the martial marquis died on the battlefield, and the bloody marquis was not the first, nor the last.

When the news was transmitted back to the imperial city, the whole country was grieved, and the contemporary emperor of Daxia personally went to the Wuhou Temple to erect a monument for the bloody marquis.

Xia Xiyao looked at the spiritual position on the Wuhou Temple, and tears fell involuntarily in her eyes.

Ten miles of maple forest, the carriage came, Xia Xiyao stepped out of the carriage, looking at the white-haired man who was standing quietly in front of the wooden house in front of him, his mood was indescribably complicated.

Ning Chen saw the person coming, still with a peaceful smile on his face, and said, "It's here." ”

"Hou, the bloody Hou died in battle. ”

Xia Xiyao spoke, with irrepressible sadness in her eyes, and said.

When Ning Chen heard this, he sighed softly and said, "Yes, it's a pity." ”

Xia Xiyao took out a string of sugar gourds, walked to the ghost, and handed the sugar gourd to the ghost.

Bloody clothes's promise was too late to be fulfilled, so she could only fulfill it for her.

"Thank you, sister. ”

The ghost took the sugar gourd and responded childishly.

"Hell is so good. ”

Xia Xiyao stretched out her hand and rubbed the ghost's little head, stood up, looked at the fateful Hou, and said, "Hou, when do you say this war will really stop." ”

Ning Chen shook his head and said, "I don't know, someone asked me this question a long time ago, and until today, I still haven't found the answer." ”

"Are we all going to die?"

Xia Xiyao's eyes were sad and irrepressible, and she said.

"Yes. ”

Ning Chen said calmly, "Whether it is a person, a god, or a saint, there will be a day when they will die, even heaven and earth cannot be eternal, not to mention that human beings, as long as they are truly alive, death is not terrible." ”

"Bloody clothes, she admires Hou very much. ”

Xia Xiyao told a secret that could no longer be confirmed, and said sadly, "The reason why she worked so hard to become a martial artist is only because she regards Hou as a lifelong pursuit. ”

(PS: Daxia is almost finished, the new book is already in preparation, everyone adds the WeChat public account of the rain: a night of smoke and rain, if there is any situation, I will inform you as soon as possible, add quickly, there are too few people who pay attention, I'm embarrassed.) ）

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