Marquis of Grand Xia Chapter 1176: Night Lord

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First Under Heaven Pavilion, the night is coming, the cold moon is falling all over the place and the waterfall is cold. The pavilion is full of radiance, Night Lord travels, and Heaven and Earth presents.

"Boom"

The pavilion vibrated, the pavilion door opened wide, and a figure in a black dress with high crown came out. It was cold and noble, with temperament standing above the common crowd.

Night Lord, the Lord of Dark Night that frightens people all over the world, is dead again after a hundred years.

One step, Space twisted, Night Lord figure disappeared out of sight, disappeared.

Three Sovereigns City, Thirteenth Crown Prince's Residence, brightly lit, illuminating the entire Residence as bright as daylight.

In Royal Palace, the tea is rolling, the fragrance is tangy, and in front, the young man in plain clothes is making tea quietly, with a focused attitude and calm eyes.

Outside the hall, the void moved slightly, Night Lord appeared, and his eyes looked at the young man in the hall without disturbing.

Tea Dao, I have n’t seen such a moving clouds flowing water tea art for a long time.

In Primitive Demon Boundary, Human Race is not easy to survive. There is no mood to delve into the way of the camellia piano chess. Many lost techniques are almost invisible today.

After a long time, the tea was poured into the cup in the hall. The tea was clear and bright, the fragrance of the tea was scattered and the heart was refreshing.

"Night Lord, please."

Ning Chen speaks calmly.

Outside the hall, Night Lord heard the words and nodded gently, saying, "Thank you."

Reaching for the wind and frost on the knee, Night Lord stepped into the hall, sat down on his knees in front of the tea table.

Clear tea is placed at the table, the fragrance is filled, the tea water, three or two green tea leaves ups and downs, slender and full.

Night Lord picked up clean tea, smelled the tea, and took a sip. The tea scented into the throat. After tasting the product, it tasted sweet and bitter.

"Good tea"

Night Lord looked at the face and admired, exclaimed, "His Royal Highness Tea Art is a master, really extraordinary."

"Do n’t dare to be the word master."

Ning Chen calmly said, "The teas in the Crown Prince Fuchu are all Human World, and they do not need too high tea skills to make tea. The way of tea, in my hundred years of experience, only one person can get the name of the master , Unfortunately, she has passed away. "

"That is really regrettable."

Night Lord said with emotion, "People who can be respected by His Royal Highness are certainly rare talents of Human World."

"The word" Yi Cai "is too light."

Ning Chen picked up the teacup and took a sip, silently said two words, said.

Her existence is like the brightest meteor, short and brilliant, the only person who can deserve her evaluation is only five words, the first person in the world.

At least, no one can deny that she is alive in Era.

Even if Knowing Heaven's Will, it is inferior.

The tea gets into the throat and the aftertaste is long. Ning Chen puts down the cup in his hand and his thoughts return.

Is he old, why have I always thought about things that year?

Self-deprecating, Ning Chen converged, looked at First Under Heaven Pavilion Pavilion Lord in front of him, calmly said, "Sorry, remembering some past events, a little abnormal."

"Having unforgettable memories is not a bad thing."

Night Lord didn't care, the eyes of vicissitudes flashed in his eyes, and said, "Your Highness, don't hide from you. Before coming, this Pavilion Lord still had doubts. However, after seeing His Royal Highness, all my doubts in my heart were resolved . "

"Oh?"

Ning Chen heard the words, his eyes narrowed, and said, "Night Lord means you can trust this Crown Prince now?"

"Your Highness said so, I don't deny it." Night Lord answered the cup of tea.

"Night Lord is really a person who believes in others easily."

Ning Chen smiled and said indifferently, "Night Lord can lead Human Race to survive so far, admire it, but admire admiration, cooperation, cooperation, if First Under Heaven Pavilion can bring me not help, but trouble, that I can say sorry. "

"Compared to Hundred Clans, can't First Under Heaven Pavilion, whose Dao Body is an Human Race force, trust His Highness more?" Night Lord questioned.

"No."

Ning Chen directly denied, "Hundred Clans has a different heart, but Human Race is also fickle. I would rather use Hundred Clans to do things, rather than be bound by the so-called siblings. In the end, I would n’t be affected by it. If you encounter a heartache, this Crown Prince Also have to endure disgusting to clean the portal, trouble. "

Night Lord gazes, this Thirteenth Crown Prince is not unreasonable. If it is changed to him, I am afraid it will be the same choice.

"Since Night Lord is here today, I have a word, I will say it clearly."

Ning Chen looked at the man in front of him and calmly said, "Cooperating with First Under Heaven Pavilion will do more harm than good. Once you let the two Demon Sovereign know that I have a deep relationship with the Human Race forces, all the help I get today will immediately become resistance, Night Lord Do you understand? "

The Night Lord heard the words and was silent. After a long time, he said, "I understand, bother."

After finishing speaking, Night Lord put down the cup in his hand and got up and walked outside the hall.

Before the tea table, Ning Chen looked at the back of the former and said, "Since First Under Heaven Pavilion is a killer organization, collecting money and buying things is better than anyone can do. this Crown Prince just has a single business. I do n’t know if First Under Heaven Pavilion would dare to take it. . "

The Night Lord heard the words and paused, looking back at the young man in the temple, and said, "First Under Heaven Pavilion, there is no business that I dare not take."

"Good"

Ning Chen got up and calmly said, "I want a person ’s life. In the West, two Crown Princes are enough for Imperial City. I do n’t want that one to come back."

When you hear who is in the former, Night Lord looks down. This is really a big deal.

"This is advance payment."

Ning Chen raised his hand, amidst the turbulent Spiritual Qi, a pile of hill-like Immortal Jade appeared, an astonishing number of people, it was staggering.

Night Lord stared. After a while, his mind converged, and he turned and continued to walk outside the hall.

"His Royal Highness's credibility, this Pavilion Lord can be trusted, advance payment will be waived. After the task is completed, I will collect compensation from His Highness according to the First Under Heaven Pavilion collection standard."

The words fell. Before Royal Palace, the sky shook, and the figure of Night Lord walked into it. After a while, it disappeared.

Night Lord left, Royal Palace regained tranquility, Ning Chen looked at the beating fire in front of him, and sighed softly in his heart.

It ’s not that he is not human, but this World is already ruthless. If he is affectionate, how can he fight against this ruthless World.

Outside the hall, the night is getting darker, and the quiet Crown Prince house can hardly hear any sound. Inside the hall, the figure that has never fallen asleep, as usual, is meditating day and night, with white hair and dazzling unusual/exceptionally.

......

Heaven Beyond Heaven, Worshipping Moon Ancient Land, dual swords reflecting Sun and Moon, Heavenly Language moving world dust, slender hands dancing, one person shaking dual swords.

Outside the battle, Qing Ning quietly watched the battle of the three men, with a focused look, his gaze remained unchanged.

In the game, the blue sword light is pressing step by step, Sword of First Thought, anticipate the enemy in advance, flawless/busy sword heart, no flaws.

On the other side, if you are in white clothes, the sword is extremely fast, and it is hard to be recognized. A bit of mortal sword/every sword is better than divine weapon.

During the two, it seems that the Yin'er look of the two or eight years is dignified, cultivation base is opened, Phoenix Divine Flame is coiled around, raised his hand, and Heaven and Earth is ordered.

The source of Heavenly Language, the body of Phoenix, gathered in the world's most powerful inheritance Yin'er, a body of military power is advancing by leaps and bounds, welcoming dual swords alone, no fear.

"Boom"

Fighting again with swords, heaven and earth both change countenance, aftershocks, Holy Land, rune(s) rises, endless, stop the impact of the war.

After First Thought, the sword of extreme speed swooped in an instant, whether it was fast or fast.

Yin'er calms down, turns the palm, Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi compresses heavily, ushers in the sword.

In the palm of your hand, the white clothes blinked immediately, unable to move, and then behind young girl.

At the same time, in the hands of Ah Man, First Thought turned, before Phoenix recruited, anticipate the enemy in advance.

"Heavenly Punishment"

One move is subject to restraint, one move after another, Yin'er squeaks with a squeal, sways around the body, Heaven and Earth is ordered, and Wan Lei is alive.

"Boom"

The earth-shattering tremor sounded, and in the thunder sea of Wanzhong, the white clothes flickered, and the figure was in thunder, still calmly.

On the other side, in the hands of Ah Man, Purple Firmament/Zi Xiao is born, dual swords move together, sword light cut the wind and thunder.

After one move, the figure of Ah Man once again bullied himself, Purple Firmament/Zi Xiao disappeared, and First Thought rose again.

In the void, the white dress lifts the sword wings, absolute speed, tears Time and Space instantly, the sword reaches the battle.

Absolutely strong, the pure heart, the fastest sword, the two teamed up, as strong as the Yin'er of the two major inheritances, Heavenly Language and Phoenix, which quickly fell into the disadvantages.

Boom, I heard that dual swords shook Heaven's Might, First Thought defeated the enemy for a moment, mortal sword/every sword turned into the air, stab at the heart of young girl.

One inch in front of the heart, mortal sword/every sword converges, and the battle ends instantly.

In the battle, the two figures appears, Ah Man, Mu Chengxue looked at the young girl ahead, without saying a word.

Yin'er recovered from the shock, his expression dimmed, and said, "I lost."

This is the third time, and every time, she insists on ten tricks.

She has won Speaker of Heavenly Language and Master's inheritance, but she has never been able to exert all her strength.

Ah Man stepped forward and gently patted the head of young girl, said softly, "I have improved, no hurry."

Aside, Mu Chengxue waved his sword and turned away.

Talent can never be equated with strength. If she has the same Strength and cultivation base, her master alone is enough to block everyone present.

"It's hard work."

At the moment of wrong body, Qing Ning said quietly.

"She did a good job, but it was not enough."

Mu Chengxue calmly said, "She should have more strength than that. She got her master's Phoenix Source, but the Strength she played was less than half of her master."

"Wait again."

Qing Ning sighed and said, "You also know how much suffering her master has because of the combat power that ordinary people can't reach."

The Mu Chengxue was silent. After a while, nodded and said, "I know, Ah Man and I will continue to train her until she can fully excite her potential."

After finishing speaking, Mu Chengxue didn't say much, and stepped forward to continue walking forward.

Qing Ning withdraws his gaze and looks at the girl in front, his gaze becomes complicated unusual/exceptionally.

Yin'er, there may not be much time left for you.

At the same time, the northwest of Primitive Demon Territory, Yangguan Peak, First Under Heaven Pavilion, the pavilion under the cold moon, the smoke gathered around the fog, the east, Four Profound Boundaries first person sits quietly, in front of him, the incense burner smoke, misty face.

Looking at the single-edged sword, it's cold and biting, full of plumb and even more graceful.

When the cold wind rises, lone light jumps lightly, reflecting a person's cold body. I don't know which direction is Wusha, black and white light embellishment, Saint golden scroll, and the earth is clean.

Void move, Night Lord Pro, eye Sword Artist in the fog, for a long time, without disturbing.

After lone light, red brocade wipes a sword, soft as water, Years on the sword, a thousand years.