Ning Chen's pride is hidden in his bones, deep in his bones, and deep in his bones. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The shyness, easy talking, and even cheekiness on weekdays is just an optimistic attitude towards this damn fate, and he is really in a hurry, he would rather go back to the furnace and rebuild it, die once, and not do it again.

"Wait"

At this moment, Prince Yan spoke, and his calm expression was gloomy from the unsheath of the sword just now.

Ning Chen stopped, and the stubbornness and arrogance in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

Prince Yan turned around, looked at Prince Tai beside him, and said in a deep voice, "Second brother, Ning Chen was brought by me, and he is my guest, I don't like your temptation just now."

After the words fell, Prince Yan took two steps forward, looked at the young man in front of him, and said, "Ning Chen, Prince Tai is the elder brother of this king, so I can't ask him to apologize, but as I just said, you are brought by me, you are my guest, and if you have any offense, this king will apologize to you!"

Ning Chen's eyes narrowed, hiding the emotions in his heart, this Prince Yan's extraordinaryness surprised him again, in addition to talent and martial arts, his bearing is also unparalleled in the world.

It is no wonder that everyone in the world regards Prince Yan as the legend of Great Xia, and this legend living in contemporary times does have a perfection that is beyond people's reach.

Once, he told Liel that any perfection is a lie waiting to be exposed.

Today, he retracts that sentence.

In Prince Yan, he doesn't see any shortcomings, or shortcomings, or regrets, but they are by no means shortcomings.

"Ning Chen also apologizes to you for your recklessness just now," Ning Chen bowed his head and said with a junior salute.

"What about the sword servant?" Prince Yan's face softened slightly, and he spoke again.

In his eyes, Ning Chen was indeed the most suitable candidate, and in addition, he also believed in the vision of the eldest grandson.

Hearing that Prince Yan mentioned the sword servant again, Ning Chen sighed softly and said honestly, "I really have something to do here, and I hope that the prince will ask for another master."

"What's the matter!"

Prince Yan asked persistently.

Ning Chen was slightly stunned, he really didn't understand why Prince Yan had to choose him, after thinking about it, he still said honestly, "I'm going to Sword City to meet someone."

Hearing the word Sword City, Prince Yan frowned and said, "You must go?"

"Must go"

Ning Chen nodded and replied, he had come thousands of miles away, and it was impossible for him to give up before he saw Twilight Chengxue.

Prince Yan thought for a moment, and then said slowly, "This king will go with you, on the condition that you be the king's sword attendant."

He knew how dangerous Sword City was, and if Ning Chen went alone, he might never be able to come out again.

Ning Chen was tempted and asked, "How long?"

"Ten years," Prince Yan began.

"Impossible" Ning Chen refused without hesitation, ten years is too long, even if the other party is Prince Yan, he can't let him give up ten years of freedom.

"You say," Prince Yan frowned again, giving the greatest tolerance.

"One year," Ning Chen said firmly.

Prince Yan thought about it, a year was too short, but he really needed a sword squire.

"Yes"

In the end, Prince Yan still nodded and officially reached an agreement with Ning Chen.

From this day on, Ning Chen became the one who helped Prince Yan carry the sword.

For a period of one year, no remorse.

Prince Yan had four swords, which were contained in the sword stand, and Ning Chen had a wheelchair, so he carried it on top of it.

Four swords, two blue and red, one water blue, and the remaining one was very deep, and he couldn't pull it out.

These are four very unusual swords, blue and red, cold and hot, water blue and soft waves, the remaining one, Ning Chen can't feel any breath, but he is the most afraid.

"Prince Yan" Ning Chen spoke, and just now he spoke, but he felt awkward.

Prince Yan also frowned, Ning Chen had to follow him for a long time, and he couldn't keep calling Prince Yan and Prince Yan.

In the past, he has always been alone, but now there is one more, but I didn't expect to even have to think about the title again.

"Just call the seniors" After thinking for a moment, Prince Yan's frowning brows loosened, and he said casually.

Speaking of which, Ning Chen has been with his eldest grandson for a few days, and he deserves this senior.

Ning Chen secretly shouted, feeling much more comfortable than Prince Yan's three words.

"Senior, when can we leave for Sword City?"

"Tonight, but before that, come with me to get a sword"

Prince Yan said a word, and then walked forward.

Ning Chen was stunned for a moment, then turned his wheelchair to follow.

……

Yinyuan Tianxue, a beautiful welcoming place in the mansion of the city lord of Wushuang City, located on the Tianquan, warm as spring all year round, pear blossoms drifting, like snow falling.

Wushuang City is different from other places in the Central Plains, this place has existed for too long, witnessing the rise and fall of countless dynasties in the Central Plains, and its source is even more ancient and terrifying.

It is said that behind the rise of Great Xia in the past, there was the shadow of Wushuang City, and after the establishment of the Great Xia Dynasty, the Xia Emperor specially allowed the hereditary lineage of the city lord in order to show his merits.

Thousands of years have passed, everything has changed, the only constant is the strength of the Peerless City, under the whole world, no one will despise this ancient region that has endured for endless years, especially the city lord is a transcendent existence in the Peerless City.

Great Xia sent a martial marquis here, in addition to deterring the sword city in the east, the rest will have some other purposes.

Today, in this beautiful silver garden, a distinguished guest is welcomed.

This person will naturally not be Ning Chen, but Yin Moxiao, who is known as the first person of the younger generation in Great Xia.

It is rumored that Yin Moxiao has been accepted as a personal disciple by one of the three dukes, and he will be crowned a marquis and worship the prime minister, which is just around the corner.

In the snow of Yinyuan, the Wushuang City Lord sat quietly on the main seat, dressed in a purple straight court dress, with a gold silk spider strip of the same color around his waist, his black hair tied up and fixed with a gilt crown, his slender body was straight, and his words were calm but not losing his bearing.

On the side, the city lord's wife was dressed in a royal costume, smiling and toasting, on the other side, Qin Wushuang's beautiful eyes were wandering, and the afterglow swept over Yin Moxiao, who was the first person in the seat, from time to time, and anyone could see the love and righteousness contained in it.

Sit down and drink freely, each with their own thoughts, and the leaders of the young generation of the Ten Directions are here, representing the top strength of all parties.

However, at this moment, an uninvited guest came slowly.

Behind him, with his newly acquired swordsman.

Ning Chen was helpless, he wasn't here to make trouble, he was just a sword-bearer.

"Prince Yan"

The Wushuang City Lord stood up, his expression was ugly, this Prince Yan really came to the door to grab the sword.

"I'll Fetch the Sword"

Prince Yan spoke, a calm and non-threatening sentence, but it made the expressions of the giants present change, everyone knew that the city lord of Wushuang City had a sword of the Zhen clan, named Zhige, in the snow of this silver garden.

The Zhige Sword was given by the second generation of Emperor Xia a thousand years ago, and it is a rare heavy sword in the world, and it is also a sword of the Son of Heaven.

At that time, the civil strife in Wushuang City continued for many years, and the people suffered from the war, and the second generation of Emperor Xia specially gave the Sword of the Son of Heaven, so that the Wushuang City Lord at that time could borrow 100,000 soldiers and horses nearby at any time to suppress the rebellion.

However, the civil strife was calmed down, and before the Sword of the Son of Heaven could be recovered, the second generation of Emperor Xia had died of illness, and the dynasty immediately fell into a brief shock, and there was no time to take care of it.

It's a well-known secret, but no one has revealed it.

Ten days ago, Prince Yan had sent someone to deliver the letter to the City Lord's Mansion, the content was very simple, either the Qin family went over to send the sword, or he personally came to get the sword.

Prince Yan cherishes swords, and is good at swords, so Emperor Xia once ordered that as long as the sword that belongs to the court and the sword that belongs to the royal family is at the mercy of Prince Yan.

"Prince Yan, you are in the wrong place, I don't have the sword you want here"

In the face of the giants and disciples of the Three Princes, the Wushuang City Lord naturally would not admit that the Zhige Sword was in the Wushuang City, and replied with a calm face.

Prince Yan ignored it and walked forward step by step, his breath spreading, and he felt the sword breath.

"Sure enough, it's down there" After taking ten steps, Prince Yan paused and muttered to himself.

"Prince Yan, you deceive people too much!

In the face of Prince Yan's ignorance, the Wushuang City Lord's expression became extremely ugly, and he slapped the table in front of him and shouted.

"Yes"

As soon as the words fell, twelve guards dressed in iron appeared, and without saying a word, they surrounded the two.

Ning Chen frowned, he could see that these iron-clad guards were not ordinary people, they had a long aura, and the weakest one also had the peak of the four grades of the day after tomorrow.

For him, it is not a problem to deal with one, two barely protect themselves, and three will definitely fail.

As for the strongest of them, the realm is too high for him to see.

Prince Yan looked indifferent, and took one step, and his powerful aura swayed, instantly shaking the twelve iron-clad guards who surrounded him.

Ning Chen's eyelids jumped in shock, he knew that Prince Yan was very strong, but he didn't expect it to be so strong.

Over the years, Prince Yan has hidden too much edge, and gradually people have forgotten that this legendary martial arts talent of Great Xia is as rare as his talent.

"Wind and rain offering" The heart of the Wushuang City Lord sank, and he shouted solemnly.

Hmph, hmph, in the two dazzling sword rays, two terrifying auras were pressed down, and they stabbed at Prince Yan mercilessly.

"It's They"

Some of the giants present recognized the breath of the two, these are two strong men who have been famous for nearly a hundred years, they have stayed at the peak of the nine grades for an unknown amount of time, and their strength is unfathomable, but they did not expect to be recruited by the Qin family to make offerings.

In the face of the two strong offerings in Wushuang City, Prince Yan waved his hand, and the two swords of the green sword and the red sword flew out of the sword frame, holding both hands, and facing the wind and rain respectively.

"Boom"

The four swords connected each other, shaking the sky and flying flowers, cold rain and frost, fire in the wind, the four attributes collided in pairs, water, fire, wind and frost roared and galloped, and finally turned into a burst of madness, and everyone present retreated again and again.

"Not bad"

Prince Yan opened his mouth lightly, and with a turn of his swords, he shook the two of them.

Bang bang twice, the two worshippers of wind and rain stabilized their footsteps, their faces were heavy, they knew that they had encountered a big enemy this time.

The two of them were on the left and the right, bullying themselves again, the sword momentum cooperated, the offense and defense echoed, and they fought the legend of the Great Xia.

Prince Yan's expression was calm, his body was like a willow, and his two swords were graceful, but for a while, the two of them were powerless to borrow, and there was no trace to be found.

The people in the battle were shocked, and the people outside the battle were even more shocked, who would have thought that this prince of Great Xia would be so powerful to such a terrifying level.

The two worshippers of the wind and rain have been fighting for a long time, and then urging three points of strength, raising the cultivation of the body to the limit, and suddenly the space shook, and between the moves, another three points of ruthlessness were added.

Prince Yan was not frightened, his expression was still calm, the green sword was swung out, the frost condensed, and the moment the two swords met, the long sword in Yu Feng's hand was instantly trapped.

The next moment, the red sword in Prince Yan's hand shook the wind and worshipped, and he immediately slashed it, but when he saw the blood spraying, the rain offered the arm and broke off at the shoulder, and the blood spurted out one zhang high.

However, with a sword in hand, Prince Yan's figure did not stop, his feet moved, and he instantly came to the front of the wind to worship him, and the green sword held his left hand to condense the sword finger, and one finger broke towards the latter's dantian.

"Bang"

But when he heard a muffled snort, the wind worshipped his body flew upside down, the breath in his body was chaotic, and most of his body dispersed in a blink of an eye.

"This king has left you a chance, I hope you can cherish it"

Prince Yan gave an indifferent warning, and then the blue and red swords in his hand disappeared, turning into two rainbow lights and flying back into the sword frame.

(ps: The third shift is still the first shift, some can't remember, the back pins and needles hurt the same, don't say it, take a break, continue to work!)