The loyalty of the Marquis of Qinghe to the Great Xia has never been doubted, this old marquis is the former emperor of the martial arts, all his life in the border wasteland to guard the territory of the Great Xia, hard work, never complained. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The peace of Great Xia was fought by generations of Wuhou at the cost of life and death, and the frontier of Great Xia was too big, without these Wuhou, it would have been trampled into a wasteland by the iron horses of his dynasty.

As the only surviving Marquis of the previous generation, the prestige of the Marquis of Qinghe in Great Xia is unparalleled, which is incomparable to even the Marquis of Triumph, who is the head of the Ten Martial Marquis.

It's just that what Emperor Xia has done recently has really chilled the heart of this old marquis.

In the Wuhou Mansion, the Marquis of Qinghe stood in the hall, and in front of him, the four generals knelt on the ground, looking ashamed.

"Fine, go back," Qinghe Hou said lightly.

"Yes!" the four generals saluted respectfully, and then got up and left.

After the four of them left, Qinghe Hou quietly looked at the outside of Wuhou's mansion, and a touch of deep exhaustion flashed in his calm eyes.

How sad and ridiculous it is that the thousand-year-old invincible Great Xia has been reduced to the point of relying on a young man to support him.

He knew from Wuwu that Ning Chen had already sent the news of the rebellion of the Marquis of Beiwu to the imperial city, however, what he didn't expect was that Emperor Xia watched Yangui City be destroyed in order to lure out the rebel forces in Great Xia, which eventually led to the slaughter of 170,000 soldiers and millions of civilians in the city by the Northern Mongolian army.

It can be said that half of the precarious situation in Great Xia is caused by Emperor Xia's own hands.

As a courtier, he had to be loyal to Emperor Xia, but he was even more loyal to the Great Xia that he had guarded all his life.

He knew very well what Ning Chen had done, and it could even be said that if it weren't for this young man, Great Xia would have been even more embarrassed in this war.

He believes in his own judgment, and he believes in his daughter's vision of people, so he is willing to gamble once.

Ten years of cultivation is nothing to him, it is impossible for him to enter the innate in this life, it is better to help this young man once, he only hopes that this decision of his will bring the hope of a new life to Great Xia, not the beginning of destruction.

Ning Chen didn't know what the old marquis was thinking, but he knew that he owed a favor, a favor that could never be replaced.

Ten years of martial arts is not something that can be discarded at will for any martial artist, not to mention that the old marquis is old, and losing ten years of martial arts will inevitably cause great damage to his vitality, and even cause permanent damage to his own foundation.

Mingyue has been quietly guarding by the bedside, and her delicate little face is always worried.

"It's okay"

Ning Chen woke up from pranayama, rubbed the little girl's hair, and said softly.

The injuries on his body were not light, but they were nothing compared to what he had gotten.

This inn can't stay longer, and he and Xiao Mingyue must leave as soon as possible.

He had wasted a lot of time healing, and it was getting dark outside, but it was a good thing for them.

At this time of the day, it is the time for people who leave early and return late to go home, and there are relatively more pedestrians on the streets, and the darker sky makes it more conducive for them to leave.

"Let's go"

Thinking of this, Ning Chen put on his coat, took Xiao Mingyue by the hand, and walked towards the door.

Along the way, pedestrians come and go, and the two walk in it, inconspicuous, and soon disappear into the night.

In the next two days, Xingchao Guan was under martial law, especially where Ning Chen appeared, and it was checked over and over again.

No one knew that at this time, Ning Chen had already taken Xiao Mingyue to another city three hundred miles away from Xingchaoguan, and he stayed for five days.

His injuries could no longer be delayed, he had to calm down and heal, and he still needed time to practice the exercises given to him by the old marquis as soon as possible.

This is the martial arts of the eldest grandson's lineage, there are mental methods, and there are also moves, he has no shortage of mental methods, what he lacks is the cultivation method of moves.

The martial arts of the eldest grandson's lineage have very few sword moves, and the old marquis and the marquis of Taiping are not swordsmen.

Fortunately, he doesn't have to learn sword moves, he is not a sword-obsessed person like Prince Yan, as long as any martial arts is useful, he will not mind.

The way of martial arts, the most taboo and eager to achieve quickly, Ning Chen did not dare to learn more, only chose the only sword among them, and one of the three palms.

The old marquis only passed on one sword and three palms, presumably because he was afraid that he would be young and vigorous, greedy and wasted.

Any martial art in the world has its unique way of moving the pulse, and Ning Chen spent five days cultivating the healing belt before he could be regarded as a preliminary master of this sword.

Five days later, Ning Chen took Xiao Mingyue on the road again, and they needed to rush to the Tianmen Pass as soon as possible.

After another three days, the two came to ten miles outside the Gate of Heaven and stopped moving forward.

Ning Chen looked at the mighty Great Xia Xiongguan in front of him, knowing that this was the last problem in front of him.

It is not possible to forcibly break through the level, Fan Lingyue must have left a real strong man in this extremely important place, and if he forcibly breaks in, he will only find death.

The only option is to pass through the Qizhou Mountains on both sides of Tianmen Pass.

The Qizhou Mountains stretch for nearly 10,000 miles, separating the territory of Great Xia into two halves, and the place where Tianmen Pass is located is the most gentle place in the mountains, but it also cost Great Xia I don't know how much manpower and material resources to build.

The Qizhou Mountains are truly primeval land, and very few people dare to set foot in them, however, Ning Chen has no choice but to choose to pass through.

"Are you afraid?" Ning Chen looked at the little girl beside him and asked.

"Don't be afraid" Mingyue nodded firmly, she was the emperor of Beimeng, how could she be frightened by this little difficulty.

"Good job," Ning Chen gave a thumbs up.

As they spoke, the two had already embarked on the road over the Qizhou Mountains.

The mountain road is rugged, every step is very difficult, the little girl's body is still very weak, and she can't get tired after walking a few steps, so she is carried by Ning Chen most of the time.

The primitive land, thousands of miles of coiled, undulating, prone on the earth, ancient trees are prickly, covering the sky and the sun, and there are old roots intertwined, spreading vertically and horizontally, overflowing the breath of the years.

This is a sacred land, gathering the essence of heaven and earth, nourishing tens of thousands of years, ancient times, from time to time there are giant beasts roaring, hundreds of birds singing, vitality is extreme, and there are ups and downs, bright and uncertain, can not see the source, a little mysterious, a little unpredictable.

The cold moon hangs, bright and bright, the cold wind blows slightly, the branches and leaves rustle, the whole mountain range is gloomy and a little terrible, even if the beast roars and shakes the sky, it is difficult to hide the loneliness of the ages.

"Is it cold?" Ning Chen asked softly as he walked between the mountain roads.

"It's not cold" Mingyue lay on the former's back and shook her head gently.

The bad guy is very warm, and she wears a thick one.

"If you are sleepy, you will sleep, and you will have to walk for a long time," Ning Chen said.

"En" Mingyue responded, but she didn't feel sleepy, and her big pearl-like eyes opened brightly.

"Why don't I tell you a story?" After walking for a while, Ning Chen saw that Xiao Mingyue was still not sleepy, afraid that she would be bored, so he suggested.

"Okay!" Mingyue nodded, agreeing very much.

"I'll tell you a story about Snow White" Ning Chen recalled carefully, he hadn't told it for many years, and he didn't know if he could remember it all.

"Once upon a time, there was a king......"

The beginning of the story is very vulgar, the middle is very tortuous, and the result is very beautiful, a typical fairy tale of princes, princesses and villains, Ning Chen's mouth can be said to be alive, let alone a story.

Xiao Mingyue listened very devotedly, and Ning Chen smiled in her heart, she was a little girl in the end.

"Fan Lingyue doesn't look like that villain queen?" Ning Chen took the opportunity to instill in Xiao Mingyue the idea that Fan Lingyue was a bad person.

"You're the bad guy, Sister Lingyue is a good guy"

Xiao Mingyue's ability to distinguish between right and wrong was very strong, and she could see Ning Chen's intentions at a glance, pursed her lips, and replied.

Ning Chen touched his nose helplessly, the strategy failed and needed to be improved.

"If Fan Lingyue and I fall into the water together, who will you save first?" Ning Chen took out the killer weapon again.

"Sister Lingyue," Xiao Mingyue said without hesitation.

"I hurt you in vain" Ning Chen was very hurt, the little girl replied too quickly, even if she pretended to hesitate.

"Your martial arts are so good, you can last for a long time, Sister Lingyue doesn't know martial arts, so you must save Sister Lingyue first" Mingyue hugged the bad guy's arms tightly, and explained in a low voice.

"Heh" Ning Chen smiled softly, if Fan Lingyue didn't know martial arts, then there would be no martial arts in the whole world, and that palm almost didn't kill him.

However, these things can't be told to Xiao Mingyue.

"Why don't you tell me a story?" Ning Chen suggested.

"I won't," the little girl said with great embarrassment.

"Shall I tell you a joke then?" Ning Chen smiled strangely

"Okay," Mingyue nodded.

"Once upon a time there was a eunuch," Ning Chen spoke, and then stopped talking.

"What's next?" Mingyue said curiously.

"No," Ning Chen replied.

Mingyue was stunned for a long time, and after a long time, she reacted, hit the former with her little hand, and said with a red face:

"You're a bad person!"

"Hehe, just kidding" Ning Chen laughed and continued, "Why don't I tell you another one?"

"No, I want to listen to the story," Mingyue pouted.

"What kind of listening?" Ning Chen asked.

Xiao Mingyue thought for a while and said, "Why don't you tell me about yourself?"

She knew that there were not many people in this world who could make Sister Lingyue pay attention, and since the bad guys were so powerful, there must be a lot of stories to tell.

Ning Chen didn't refuse, isn't it just telling heroic stories, he is the best at it.

"Once upon a time, there was a young, handsome, chic, kind and lovely young man who entered the palace......"

The story is very long, mainly because someone is very shameless and adds too many exaggerated adjectives, resulting in a story that can be written on a palm-sized piece of paper, and it took more than an hour to tell the part where he fell off the cliff.

"Don't you know how big the strange bird I saw when I fell, with wings as wide as four or five zhang?"

Ning Chen was painting his voice and color, but was interrupted by Xiao Mingyue without giving face, "You lie to people, how can there be such a big bird"

"Other plots may be a little exaggerated, but I don't exaggerate this point, then" Ning Chen was about to explain, but suddenly heard a nine-day roar from the sky, and his calm face instantly became gloomy.

Now, there is no need to explain!

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