Even if it is a soldier of Beiliang, Ningbei will protect each other with his life.

Not to mention Su Qinghe!

This girl didn't even dare to move Kyoto.

Even the two major sequences of Kyoto Gate Valve and the Family didn't dare to beat her idea.

But the dark part of Bianjing dared to move Su Qinghe.

They really felt that Ningbei didn't dare to kill.

provoked Ningbei, and really dared to slaughter all the warriors in Bianjing and remove all the dangers and hidden dangers.

Warriors are hidden dangers!

Qian Lei's eagle eyes were like electricity, and he said in a low voice: "Who are you?" ”

"I, nobody!"

Ning Bei dodged and moved, holding Su Qinghe's unbearable willow waist with his right hand, and through the thin clothes, he could feel the smooth and jade-like skin.

At this moment, the delicate body as light as no bones entered the arms, and the virgin-like fragrance came to the nose.

Su Qinghe, whose neck was hanging under the knife, was rescued by Ning Bei.

Ning Bei lowered his head, and the tip of his nose touched Su Qinghe's Qiong nose.

The tips of their noses touched, and they could feel each other's breathing.

Ning Bei said softly: "Don't you want to learn the Eight Techniques of Fengwang?" Today I teach you! ”

"Xiao Qinghe, there are some things that I have to tell you sooner or later!"

"Twelve days later, my twentieth birthday, according to the ancient martial arts etiquette, it is the most important crown coronation ceremony in the life of a warrior, Kyoto wants to seal me, the location is set in Mount Tai!"

"At the top of Mount Tai, the lord of the country held a ceremony to seal Zen, which was prepared for me."

"Feng Chan opened, attracted the national fortune, carried by me, and was crowned as the governor of Huaxia and the king of the town!"

"You will carry the national fortune with me!"

……

Ningbei hid a lot of things from Su Qinghe.

But today, I have to say!

There are only more than ten days left from Mount Tai to seal.

Tell Su Qinghe in advance that she can also prepare early.

Su Qinghe was in Ning Bei's arms and was directly stunned.

Her eyes, as clear as pond water, looked at Ning Bei's deep eyes.

Looking at each other, Ning Bei didn't lie to her!

This moment.

Ning Bei's left hand was raised slightly, and a finger fell on the war knife in Qian Lei's hand.

Click!

The sword was broken and shattered on the spot.

With Ning Bei's left index finger, he pointed at the void.

Purple gas is the guide, Shushan sword talisman!

Seven purple Shushan sword talismans hung horizontally in the air.

In an instant.

Seventy-seven forty-nine purple long swords flew out of the Shushan sword talisman.

This is the Imperial Character Technique!

Qi Yu Hundred Swords!

Qian Lei's face was defeated, and he said in horror: "Shushan Sword Immortal!" ”

Shushan is a vein, and is respected as a sword immortal by martial artists.

But the other members of the dark department, after seeing Ning Bei's face, said in fear: "Captain, he, he is...... Cool King! ”

"What?"

Qian Lei said in horror: "Which Liang King!" ”

"King Beiliang, the leader once ordered that we should not set foot within a radius of ten miles from the Ning family manor, and it is rumored that there is a big man who has returned to Bianjing, and that is the King of Beiliang!"

The rest of the Shadows were terrified.

They really didn't expect that when they chased down to the Su family, they would directly encounter the myth that our Huaxia is alive!

Ningbei is known as the myth of the North.

A figure who can be a god in the world!

And now he stands here.

Qian Lei's nine people knelt down on the spot, clenched their fists and bowed their heads, and shouted loudly: "Qian Lei of the dark department of Bianjing, lead the department to see Lord Beiliang Wang!" ”

I have to kneel at the moment!

If they are disrespectful, they will die a worse death.

Ning Beiqing said indifferently: "I once said that people from the dark department are not allowed to appear in front of me. ”

"I didn't know that Lord Liang was here, otherwise how would I dare to come here to disturb, please spare my life!"

Qian Lei was in a hurry, knowing how terrible this terrifying figure was!

It was a young king, in charge of a million elite cloth overlords in Beiliang.

Ning Beiqi was a hundred swords, intending to kill them and save people.

Qian Lei closed his eyes and shouted: "Lord Liangwang, I have military merits, I once served in the Guanning Iron Cavalry, and then because of the battle in Liaodong, I was injured, and I had no choice but to retire and serve in the dark department!" ”

His words saved his life.

A long sword of purple light above his head, just one point away, could pierce his skull.

The other eight were terrified and fell to their knees.

Ning Bei, who was qi and a hundred swords, opened the eight skills and moved the killing intent.

A single thought could kill them all.

Ning Bei's thin lips moved slightly, and he whispered, "Tell me, your position!" ”

"Under the command of the commander of the former Second Army of the Guanning Army, Qian Lei, the captain of the Seventh Brigade of the First Corps, killed seven enemies in the Battle of Liaodong and was awarded the Bronze Medal!"

Qian Lei said the glory he cares about the most in this life.

This battle exploit can save his life!

In Ningbei's life, he beheaded I don't know how many warriors.

But he has never injured the officers and men of our army, whether they are on active duty or retired.

Ningbei is the head of the hundred generals, and all the soldiers of the seven elites of China who shelter me.

As long as this Northern King is alive, none of the seven elites will repeat the mistakes of the Lingnan Army.

Ning Bei listened quietly and saw Qian Lei's resolute eyes.

There is no fraud!

In a moment's thought, Ning Bei's left hand moved slightly, and the qi was against a hundred swords, and the blade of the sword was obliquely inserted into the ground.

They were not hurt!

Ning Bei's thin lips moved slightly: "If Yuan Chong is here, he will punish you severely." ”

"We understand the military regulations of Guanning, today's subordinate Qian Lei, the following offense, disturbed His Royal Highness King Liang, and abandoned his own arm as an explanation!"

Qian Lei's eyes were fierce, and when he picked up the sharp war knife on the ground, he was about to cut off his left hand.

Boom!

Ning Bei's left hand moved slightly, and the purple light long sword on the ground flew upside down, instantly blocking the war knife in Qian Lei's hand.

"Each of them knelt outside the door for an hour as a punishment, and in front of me, he would not be stained with the blood of the military department!"

Ningbei cares about Su Qinghe very much, but he also cares about the soldiers under his command.

These soldiers once fought for the country and made military exploits!

This is a glory and a proof!

can fight for the country, Qian Lei and others, even if they are bad, how bad can they be.

Therefore, Ningbei did not punish severely, but punished small punishments and admonishments.

Qian Lei and the nine people exited the living room and knelt outside the door to make amends.

This time.

Su Qinghao really saw the power of Ningbei, and the influence of the eldest son of the Ning family was not limited to Mobei.

The nine departments and twenty-four divisions of the three armies all have extremely high prestige.

The people of the dark who were feared by the warriors of Bianjing, in front of Ning Bei, were at the mercy of reprimands.

Ning Bei held Su Qinghe in his left arm and just held her in his arms.

Su Qinghe didn't have any struggle, and quietly listened to the vigorous and powerful heartbeat of this Brother Ning, and the indescribable sense of security made her feel calm.

Ning Bei said softly: "Xiao Qinghe, Lu Daochen from Kyoto once asked me to make a choice today!" ”

"Now, you also have to make a choice, if you want to be an ordinary person, I will protect you for the rest of your life!"

"Choose to cultivate martial arts, I will help you reach the top and amaze the world!"

Someone is forcing Ningbei to choose.

Ningbei didn't have a choice, and he also needed to let Su Qinghe choose.

The two are the same age, and today's choices are about the future.

Su Qinghe raised his head and looked directly at Ning Bei with pretty eyes, not as stupid as before, nor frolicking with Ning Bei coquettishly.

She pointed at her white jade fingers, stroked her earlobes and hair, and chuckled: "I want to practice martial arts!" ”