Lime said in the past that under the congenital level, there is no absolute, even a ten-year-old child can kill a seriously injured nine-rank powerhouse. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ning Chen was not a ten-year-old child, and the ninth rank of the Xiao family and the eighth rank of the Ming family were not seriously injured, but they still did not dodge this sword.

Because the thought of hiding didn't even cross their minds.

I don't know, so, they deserve to die.

The two died, and the little emperor was exposed to Ning Chen.

How far is the distance between Sanzhang, a little more than ten meters, which is very close for a martial artist.

But how could there be no strong people around the emperor.

When Ning Chen's sword moved, a figure appeared beside the emperor.

Jiupin is another Jiupin, and it is a real powerhouse that far surpasses the Xiao family's Jiupin.

A strong palm came to his life, and the wheelchair shattered with a bang.

However, the wheelchair was gone.

Ning Chen, who had crippled legs, couldn't dodge this move, but it didn't mean that he couldn't dodge it even with his legs intact.

He had been in a wheelchair for many, many more days for this day.

The Jiupin powerhouse is also a human being, so it is natural to have blind spots in cognition.

With blind spots, there will be errors in judgment.

Ning Chen grasped this mistake well, avoided this palm, and directly deceived himself to the little emperor, and grabbed the latter's shoulder.

"Your Majesty, please give me a marriage!" Ning Chen Hengjian stood beside the little emperor and said with an extremely serious expression.

"Presumptuous!" the little emperor shouted angrily with a twinkle in his eyebrows.

"Your Majesty, please give you a marriage!"

Ning Chen was unmoved, still calmly replied.

Under the stone steps, the ten major families came to their senses, and their faces were shocked, in just this moment, no one expected such a drastic change to occur.

In front of the palace, he used force to blackmail the emperor into marriage, which is a capital crime, and he should be connected with the nine clans.

Several people in the lover's heart were shocked, especially Qing Wushuang, whose expression had become extremely ugly.

This person's move is to trap the lover's family in a place where there is no return.

Sure enough, an old minister in front of the palace looked angry, looked at a few people from the lover's family, and said sharply, "Don't let him let go of Your Majesty!"

Qing Wushuang stepped forward, his face gloomy and said, "Bai Yutang, I promise to marry you, you let go of Your Majesty!"

The nine pins in front of the hall also tensed up, and once Ning Chen let go of the little emperor, he immediately shot and killed.

"If I believe you, these seventeen years will be in vain, little emperor, come with me"

As he spoke, Ning Chen grabbed the little emperor and walked towards His Royal Highness step by step, and when he passed through the middle of the martial banquet, he paused for a moment and said calmly, "Love Wushuang, you go and prepare a horse, my patience is limited, I hope you can hurry"

Hearing this, Qing Wushuang's brows furrowed, and the anger in his heart could not be hidden, and he was about to attack, but was stopped by a voice.

"Do as he says," said the old minister in front of the palace angrily.

Qing Wushuang snorted coldly and walked away quickly.

Ning Chen grabbed the little emperor and walked towards the outside of the palace step by step, and a large group of people followed behind him, not daring to get too close, nor daring to go too far.

The little emperor was very stubborn, and he never begged for mercy, which made Ning Chen greatly appreciate in his heart, this little guy is very good.

It seems that Fan Lingyue's woman has cultivated a terrible successor for the Beimeng royal court.

Talent can be learned, and the way of governing the country can be learned anything, but the bearing of the king of this country cannot be lost, otherwise, if even the emperor begs for mercy, what will happen to the subjects of the entire Northern Mongolia.

After a large number of guards in the palace surrounded him, he had to get out of the way, and watched Ning Chen walk out of the palace with the little emperor, and behind the two of them, the imperial front nine pins followed step by step, waiting for an opportunity to rescue.

However, Ning Chen had endured it for so long, how could he make any mistakes at this time, holding the little emperor in his left hand and the ink sword in his right hand, never slackening for a moment.

At this distance, except for the congenital, no one can save the little emperor.

He is a seventh-rank, and he may not be able to beat the powerhouse in front of the nineth-rank, but it doesn't mean that he has no power to fight back.

Before the nine pins in front of the palace made a move, he was sure enough to pull the little emperor to be buried with him.

Everyone present understood this, so no one dared to take action easily, and no one dared to take on the great sin of the Nine Clans.

Before the palace, Qing Wushuang came over with a horse, looked at Ning Chen, and asked with hatred, "Who are you?"

"Mud Country, Bai Yutang" Ning Chen replied with a smile.

The chest of the unequaled anger was stuffy, and at this time, this guy still refused to show a trace of horse's feet.

Next, a strange scene appeared in front of the people of the Northern Mongolian royal capital, an ugly man with a hideous face led their little emperor in front of him, behind him, a woman led a horse to follow, and then behind, towards the people of Wenwu and the ten major families followed closely inexorably, and everyone's face was as ugly as eating a fly.

The kings of Beimeng are not small, and Ning Chen walked with a large group of people for four hours, from the morning directly to the sunset, and then came to the city.

The little emperor's face had already begun to turn pale, and the four-hour journey was unbearable for a seven-year-old child, but the little emperor still gritted his teeth and persevered.

Ning Chen became more and more appreciative of this little guy, and a trace of true qi was continuously injected into the latter's body along his arm, quietly helping him relieve the fatigue on his body.

The night fell, the cold wind gradually rose, the night on the desert was very beautiful, the whole sky was clean, you could see the stars in the sky and the bright moon like a disk, and the mighty group finally walked outside the royal capital.

"You ride a horse and wait for me at the Shating thirty miles to the east" Ning Chen turned to look at Qing Wushuang and said seriously.

Qing Wushuang's face immediately changed and changed, this sentence, word by word, is to think that she and her lover will die without a place to be buried!

"Do as he says!" said the old minister in the court again, with a gloomy expression.

Qing Wushuang had no choice but to get on the horse, drink softly, and go east.

Seeing that Wushuang had disappeared without a trace, Ning Chen grinned at everyone behind him, and then did something that everyone didn't expect.

Ning Chen ran away, holding the little emperor and running for his life.

Everyone was stunned, and there was only a shadow left in front of them, and if the seven-rank warrior ran for his life desperately, he would be faster than a war horse.

The Nine Rank Offerings in front of the hall reacted first, stomped on his feet, and immediately followed, and then, the elders and young powerhouses of the Ten Great Families also came back to their senses, and they also chased after them with all their might.

Ning Chen was helpless in his heart, if he didn't run, he couldn't do it, would he stay here and look for death, as for the plan?

What is the plan, in the territory of Beimeng, and the predecessors are not there, the ghost knows what to do.

He was able to turn the little emperor out, and he was already nervous and covered in cold sweat.

The little emperor kept struggling, and Ning Chen slapped the little guy's buttocks.

He likes non-violent and uncooperative people.

The little emperor bit his mouth, with tears in his eyes, but he refused to cry even if he died, and his stubborn appearance was matched with a delicate little face, like a child who had trouble with his parents.

Ning Chen ran with a large number of people desperately, and he didn't care about what direction, and he didn't even know where he ran while running.

Suddenly, two earth-shattering sword qi at the end of the sky rushed into the sky, and immediately collided, and the surrounding heaven and earth could not bear the huge force, and they shook violently, and the sky shook in an instant, and the sandstorm rolled.

"I Grass"

Seeing a huge sand wave coming down, Ning Chen just had time to burst out with a foul word, and was buried by the sand wave.

The enshrined in front of the hall in the back and the old and young of the ten great families were also not much better, and they were slapped into the yellow sand by this terrifying earth-shattering wave.

The next moment, a dark yellow light flashed, and Ning Chen suddenly drilled out with the little emperor in his arms, and ran away without saying a word.

Fortunately, he had the power of the Dust Scroll and the Thick Earth in his body, which played a big role at the critical moment.

After another ten breaths, the worship in front of the hall came out, and he looked up, but he could no longer see the shadows of Ning Chen and the little emperor.

The elders and young powerhouses of the ten great families also came out of the sand one after another, their heads were clouded, and they didn't know why, but after a while, they relieved themselves and quickly sank in their hearts.

The emperor was lost, and was kidnapped by a young man of the seventh grade, which was a great shame for the royal court of Beimeng, and everyone's faces became ugly, they knew that this time the royal capital would probably face a big purge.

"Send someone to inform the military advisor of today's events, and in addition, put all the lovers up and down in the sand prison, and those who resist will be killed!"

"Yes" An elder and three young powerhouses of the Ming family respectfully received the order, and immediately stepped forward to control the Fa elder and the two young people of the lover family, and the rest of the eight great families did not dare to make a sound, at this time, whoever asked for love was looking for death, and besides, it was impossible for them to intercede.

The three of them did not dare to resist, and let the strong men of the Ming family seal their sea of qi, and the result of resistance could only be death, and now their last hope is that His Majesty can be found as soon as possible.

On the other side, after Ning Chen ran for more than an hour, seeing that no one was following, he finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, threw the little emperor away, and lay down panting.

The sand was very soft, and just like that, the little emperor was also slapped in the mouth, and it hurt badly.

After resting for a while, Ning Chen sat up, looked at the little emperor next to him, and asked curiously, "What's your name?"

The little emperor turned his head, looked angry, and refused to answer.

When Ning Chen saw it, he was immediately unhappy, did he have a little consciousness of being a hostage, it was really non-violent and non-cooperative, right?

"Little one, it's just the two of us now, if I'm not happy, leave you here, and make sure that when your courtiers find you, you'll basically have bones left."

After speaking, Ning Chen patted his ass and stood up, really meaning to leave.

"My name is Bright Moon"

The little emperor couldn't help it, and replied awkwardly, the voice was soft and crisp, but it was very good, no matter how strong a child is, he is afraid of being thrown alone in this boundless desert after all.

Ning Chen's brows furrowed, feeling that something was wrong.

Children can't lie, but the name Mingyue sounds awkward.

Today in front of the palace, when he heard the voice of the little emperor, he felt that something was wrong, and he thought that it was because the child did not change his voice.

Thinking of this, Ning Chen stepped forward and grabbed the little emperor's arm, his true qi was injected, and his expression suddenly changed greatly, and he couldn't help but burst into foul language again.

"I Grass"