In the autumn, the Holy Son, who had traveled almost the entire Great Wei, had returned to Lotte Mansion again.

When you go to the outside of the blue sky city, the willows are still there, and when you return, the yellow leaves in the Lotte Mansion are like shade.

The carriage of the Holy Gate passes through major cities and towns, and the three rivers and one river pattern on the carriage as the emblem of the Holy Gate are particularly clear.

Wherever the carriage went, the big and small sects in the rivers and lakes got the news early.

There are so many grievances and vendettas in the rivers and lakes.

However, the Holy Son patrolled, and the restless forces in the rivers and lakes also died down.

The strife, which is usually strife, has also been suppressed for the time being.

Those who are preparing for the war are not scheduled for the time being.

Spent money to buy the assassin's murder to push the date.

The poison was just prepared, and it was first hidden in the ice cellar and waited for the Holy Son to pass before using it.

Those who have achieved great skills at the bottom of the cliff will also pretend to be forced slowly for the time being.

Without him, the Holy Son is the prince of the rivers and lakes, and wherever he goes, who dares to die

Originally, this was just the name of a prince of the rivers and lakes, but after this circle, how kind of person the Holy Son is and how powerful he is, it has already been publicized.

This is the story of the parade, and it is also the story of crushing.

In particular, some of the gossip is even more thrilling.

According to the analysis of the wind media, in addition to the master of the door behind the Holy Son, there is also a mysterious Xuanxuan, in the late summer and early autumn, the entire king is enveloped by wind and sand, thunder and thunder, and the power of the sky is like a disaster, which is what the Xuanxuan behind the Holy Son did.

After that, there was one thing that was even more surprising.

An envoy from the Giant Ink Palace actually stayed in the Blue Sky City, waiting for the return of the Holy Son.

Ordinary people may not understand what the Giant Ink Palace is.

But the leaders of the major forces are very clear.

The Giant Ink Palace is a transcendent force, a behemoth that runs rampant in various countries, proficient in the art of puppet organs, and its non-offensive chamber of commerce is extremely wealthy, and it is a big creditor of many countries.

What does it mean that such a messenger is actually waiting for the Son

This means that the Son is going to heaven.

Therefore, in the mundane world that Xia Ji went to, it was really Heqing Haiyan, and the world was peaceful.

The sound of the wheel hub turning is not slow or urgent, there is a city gate in front of it, the black brick high wall, the brick joint hangs half of the wall with yellowish withered vines, and the red copper city gate is engraved with the city name "Yellow Crane".

The soldiers guarding the gate who checked the clearance documents saw the carriage from a distance and turned their heads to each other.

They had already received the news that a big man was coming, so naturally they didn't dare to slack off, so they didn't even check and let the car pass.

The speed of the carriage slowed down, and the younger brothers and sisters rode high-headed horses through the city, enjoying the envious gaze of the chivalrous people who came and went on the streets.

The brilliance of the Holy Gate enveloped them, and the brilliance of the Holy Son also enveloped them, and in the eyes of ordinary swordsmen and swordsmen, they were high above.

Suddenly, there was some commotion in front of the street.

The crowd was pushed and shouted, and many people looked to the rear.

A middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes squeezed out and raised his voice, "Listen to the Chao Sword Sect Ning Wei asking to see the Holy Son." ”

The carriage does not stop.

The middle-aged man hurriedly ran to the side of Xingyuan and respectfully said to a disciple of the Holy Gate who was closer to him, "Please inform the Holy Son, Ning Wei asks to see you." ”

The disciple of the Holy Gate who spoke to him was none other than Senior Sister Jinghua, and this Senior Sister blinked, looking very reluctant.

Ning Wei said again: "I am Ning Mengzhen's father. ”

Senior Sister Jinghua's eyes lit up, ouch, it's actually Senior Sister Ning's father, then I can't report it.

Senior Sister Ning is missing, don't you old man come to deliver information.

Senior sister is missing, so we have our share.

Therefore, Senior Sister Jinghua lowered her voice and said: "The Holy Son is tired, rest in the car, don't disturb at this time, if Ning Zhangjiao has something, please hand over the documents to the Holy Church, and then go through the process, let the Holy Church apply to the Holy Gate Headquarters to see you, and then wait for the notice." ”

Ning Wei was stunned and could only stand to one side.

How long will this be noticed?

Senior Sister Jinghua is happy, hehe, so Senior Sister Ning will never come back, hahaha!

As a junior sister, I want to make sure that all the information about my senior sister can't get close to the Holy Son!

She, Lu Jinghua, did it!

She's a qualified junior sister.

And Senior Sister Zou Xiangnuan, who was eavesdropping quietly on the side, also had a tacit understanding, and quickly rode her horse, moved, and stuck in position, blocking this Ning Wei's "all the positions that may be close to the carriage of the Holy Son", so that the latter could not rush in at all.

Senior sisters, they are all the heroes of the world... Back then, before Liu Pinru was locked up in the hut, he was not pinched by them, and all kinds of tricks of "being ruthless, but there is no injury on the surface", this is the entry kung fu of the junior sisters.

But at this point, the carriage windows were lifted a bit.

"What's the matter?"

Senior Sister Jinghua hurriedly filled in the position, stuck between the car window and the sect master of the Listening Tide Sword Sect, and whispered, "It's nothing, Holy Son, you can rest well." ”

Xia Ji couldn't help laughing, his induction was extremely powerful, and he could even hear the heartbeat and breathing of the people around him, not to mention a few words, but the performance of the junior sisters made him feel speechless.

He raised his eyes and looked at Senior Sister Jinghua.

The two looked at each other, and the younger sister blushed and didn't dare to look.

"Alright, let Mengzhen's father come over. ”

"Yes!" Senior Sister Jinghua didn't dare to raise her head.

A moment later.

The middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes was welcomed directly into the carriage.

The eyes of the people around were extremely envious, and they all began to discuss what kind of force this Tingchao Sword Sect was

And Ning Wei was also very happy in his heart, he knew that if he entered this carriage, his status in the rivers and lakes would be improved from now on, and if others wanted to move their own sect, they would weigh it even more.

He made the action of getting in the car, and the trip was a success.

Inside the car, Ning Wei saw the Holy Son.

The expression is deep, the temperament is almost magical, the broken hair is tied in a rough braid, the body posture is lazy and leisurely, and he is half-leaning against the gold wire wall of the carriage, in front of him a pot of wine that still exudes coldness, and the wine in the cup is moving forward with the carriage, making a calming sound of wine shaking.

This young man was about the same age as his daughter, and he was a few years older than his son, but in front of him, he didn't even dare to raise his head or even sit, as if his body was frozen by a powerful aura.

Xia Ji smiled and pointed to the empty seat and said, "You're welcome, sit down." ”

In a word, the frozen aura burst.

Ning Wei breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, then bowed deeply, then raised his sleeves to wipe his sweat, lowered his head and sat on the opposite side, after a little deliberation, he said directly: "Ning Wei came today to ask the Holy Son for his sin. ”

Xia Jiqi said: "What crime"

Ning Wei said: "My naughty daughter fled from the Holy Gate privately and returned home, the old man has been trying his best to inform the Holy Gate, but she didn't know where to learn the evil kung fu, so that all the messengers sent by the old man were thrown back...

Later, the daughter had an argument with the prince's envoy, and then disappeared.

Everyone knows that the prince and son are like brothers and sisters, and my unfilial daughter is so disobedient, which really makes the old man...

Ay!!

When the Holy Son came, the old man felt that if he did not come to ask for sin, he was really panicked. ”

He came here to correct his attitude and ask for guilt, and secondly, to let people see his relationship with the Holy Gate, which can be said to have hidden a lot of scheming.

After all, after such a show, the status of the sect has risen, and his son will be able to take over in the future, and he will be a little more safe and stable.

As for his daughter, he can't control who the daughter who went out splashed out.

Xia Ji is so smart, he knows the elegance when he hears the strings, the appearance, attitude, the occasion and timing of the choice of Sect Master Ning, all let him understand.

Xia Ji didn't answer, but asked whimsically: "Dream really has a younger brother?"

Ning Wei was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Dog Ning Ziliu is only thirteen." ”

With just this sentence, Xia Ji completely understood.

I didn't expect that the heartless little furnace Ding would have such a pathetic family.

She is just an outsider in such a family.

There was a moment of silence in the carriage.

Then the indifferent voice of the Holy Son sounded.

"When Brother Mengzhen is fifteen, you can let him come to Bikong Mountain and be a disciple of the Holy Gate for three years, okay, you can go back." ”

Ning Wei was stunned, and his heart was ecstatic.

Being able to enter the headquarters of the Holy Gate and stay for three years is a great benefit to my son.

In addition to the exercises, it is more about personal connections.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, Son!" Ning Wei hurriedly got up, looking like he was about to kowtow and thank you.

Xia Ji shook his head, his voice calm: "You don't have to thank me, if you want to thank you, thank your unfilial daughter." ”

Ning Wei was stunned, he suddenly understood that the Holy Son was not angry with his daughter, and he suddenly began to reflect on whether he was really too rusty and harsh on this daughter

But this guilty thought just flashed in the bottom of my heart, and disappeared in an instant.