Xiao Mingyue was not used to the cold of Beizhangyuan, so Ning Chen picked it up and left quickly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He planted the seeds of peace for Xiao Mingyue, and only hoped that one day he would be able to teeth.

He can't change Fan Lingyue, he can only try to change the future monarch of Beimeng.

This is the world that has been devastated by war for too long to continue fighting.

After Beizhangyuan, it was not far from the Xingchao Pass in Great Xia, Ning Chen took Xiao Mingyue for a night, and finally arrived at the destination before noon the next day.

Ning Chen put on the mask that had been prepared long ago, turned into a middle-aged man, and led Xiao Mingyue into Xingchao Pass in a bright light.

Today's Xingchao Pass is guarded by the Marquis of Qinghe, and until the end of the war between the two dynasties, the longest-established Marquis of Daxia should have been guarding here.

Great Xia has lost Yangui City, and it can't be lost to Lianxing Chaoguan.

After Ning Chen came to Xingchao Pass, he first took Xiao Mingyue to find an inn, and then asked the little girl to help him make a mask.

"What are you going to do?" Mingyue asked curiously while helping the bad guy put on makeup.

"Go to the Wuhou Mansion," Ning Chen said honestly.

The old marquis in the Xingchao Pass is the father of the eldest grandson, and he has inherited too much kindness from the eldest grandson, since he is here, he must pay a visit.

"Oh" Mingyue nodded, didn't ask again, as soon as she heard this, she knew very well that she couldn't follow.

"Be careful," Mingyue instructed.

"It's okay" Ning Chen replied calmly, although he heard that the old marquis was a little old-fashioned, but he couldn't afford to lose the etiquette this time.

After the mask is melted, it will take half an hour to dry, Ning Chen calmed down and thought about it, and immediately took the pen and ink, took out the moon-shaped jade pendant in his arms, dipped it in the ink, and lightly printed it on the paper.

Mingyue has always been a little worried on her face, she always feels that the bad guys will not go too smoothly this time.

Ning Chen saw the worry in the little girl's eyes, reached out and rubbed the latter's hair, and said softly, "Don't worry, it'll be fine."

After waiting for a while, Ning Chen took off the mask on his face and changed into his original middle-aged appearance, then got up and walked towards the door.

"Wait for me to come back"

With a word of advice, Ning Chen's face was slightly condensed and he left, hoping that nothing would happen.

The temporary Wuhou Mansion in the Xingchao Pass was about an hour away from the inn, and Ning Chen deliberately found a place where no one was to change into a mask before arriving at the Wuhou Mansion, and when he reappeared, he was already a young man with an ordinary face.

Half an hour later, Ning Chen finally walked to the Wuhou Mansion, and in front of the mansion, the two guards were dressed in battle armor and stood solemnly.

"I have something to ask to see Marquis Wu, and I hope the general can report on his behalf" Ning Chen took out the letter in his hand and handed it to one of the guards, and said politely.

"Wait Here"

The guard took the letter, no nonsense, no embarrassment, turned around and walked towards the house.

After a while, the guard came back and said respectfully, "Master Hou is invited."

Ning Chen thanked the guards, and then walked into the Wuhou Mansion.

In the Hou Mansion Hall, the Marquis of Qinghe sat quietly on the main seat, his face was a little old, he looked about fifty years old, but he had a righteous atmosphere, which was very compelling.

"You are Ning Chen?" Qinghe Hou looked up and down at the young man in front of him, and said calmly.

"Exactly," Ning Chen nodded.

"It's a little different from the portrait given by Wu Wu, take off the things on your face," Qinghe Hou said lightly.

"Heh, I really can't hide it from Hou Ye" Ning Chen stretched out his hand to untie the mask, revealing his true face, and then saluted respectfully, "The junior Ning Chen has seen Hou Ye"

"Not bad" Qinghe Hou nodded, calmly with a hint of praise.

"You kidnapped the little emperor of Beimeng, right?" Qinghe Hou asked without too much surprise in his tone.

"Yes" Ning Chen didn't deny it and nodded.

"Here are two letters, one is for His Majesty, and the other is worry-free, you can read it for yourself"

As he spoke, Qinghe Hou's hand moved, and the two letters turned into streamers and flew towards Ning Chen.

Ning Chen stretched out his hand to take the two letters, and after opening them, he looked at them one by one, without any waves on his face.

The attitude of Emperor Xia and the eldest grandson, he has long known the bottom in his heart, and now if he looks at it again, he will not be surprised.

Emperor Xia's letter clearly stated that once he was found to have entered the Xingchao Pass, he would immediately stay at all costs, regardless of life or death, while the little emperor of Northern Mongolia must be sent back to the imperial city alive.

The eldest grandson's letter unsurprisingly tactfully interceded, and between the pen and ink, he tried his best to ask him to voluntarily hand over the little emperor, and finally, repeatedly told his father that he must not be strong.

The two letters, which were in completely different tones, represented the final attitude of the current emperor and queen of Great Xia, which was both unfortunate and honorable for Ning Chen.

"What do you think?" said Qinghe Hou.

"I didn't think about it, I had already expected it" Ning Chen waved his hand, sent the letter back, and replied.

"This is the world of Emperor Xia, and His Majesty's words are the holy decree," Qinghe Marquis began.

"This is the world of Great Xia, not the world of Emperor Xia, as for the holy decree, it means nothing to me" Ning Chen said indifferently.

"Great rebellion" Qinghehou's expression immediately sank, and he snorted coldly, "Come on, arrest this kid for me"

"Yes" The words fell, and the four generals entered, quickly surrounding Ning Chen.

"Old Marquis, I came to visit you just because you are the father of the mother, this is my due courtesy, but it doesn't mean that I will be arrested" Ning Chen's face also sank, and he said slowly.

"Then let Ben Hou see your ability and do it," Qinghe Hou said coldly.

Keng, Keng, the four generals drew their swords, and the powerful bloody aura came towards them, and the generals of a hundred battles were extremely powerful, each of them had the strength of at least eight grades.

Ning Chen's eyes became extremely solemn, his feet moved, he took the lead in making a move, his figure flashed, and the ink sword wrapped in cloth tape appeared behind him, and the sword light slashed down, sweeping towards one of the generals.

"Bang"

The swords collided, and Ning Chen forced the general back half a step with his peerless foundation, however, at the same time, the three sword lights behind him had arrived, and between half a step, it was not enough to get out.

Ning Chen's body froze, the sword light swirled, and two sword lights swung out, and the powerful aftermath was devoured, which suddenly caused the blood and qi in his body to churn.

The last sword, there is no way to avoid it, Ning Chen's left hand condenses the sword finger, the true anger is overflowing, and he regrets the general's move.

"When" the fingers of the knife are connected, and the final score is strong, Ning Chen is difficult to turn into the power in the knife, the knife qi enters the body, and the mouth is bright red.

Seeing that the battle was unprofitable for a long time, Ning Chen immediately made a decision, his sword moved, the snow drifted all over the sky, and his body was raised to the peak.

"A flying feather, a sword in heaven and earth"

A sword as fast as a frightening leap swept towards the general who had retreated half a step again, and immediately, only a bang was heard, and the general took the move and retreated several steps in a row.

Ning Chen stepped on his feet and wanted to leave, however, at this moment, Qinghe Hou on the main seat made a move, his body was like a blue light, and he instantly came to him, pointing through his eyebrows.

Bang, Ning Chen's body was like a huge earthquake, and he flew out suddenly, vomiting red in his mouth, and blood stained the sky.

At the moment of dying, Ning Chen endured the severe pain all over his body, stomped on his feet, and with the help of his remaining strength, he turned around and swept out of the Hou Mansion.

"Chase, you must capture alive and ask for the whereabouts of the little emperor of Beimeng" Qinghe Hou said with a calm face.

"Yes" The four generals received the order and immediately chased after them quickly.

Seeing the four of them disappear, Qinghehou glanced at the darkness, sighed lightly, and then turned around and walked into the hall.

There is no worries, there is only this for the Father, and the rest depends on his own creation.

Ning Chen, who escaped from the Hou Mansion, immediately put on a mask, blood kept flowing from his mouth, and staggered towards the crowd.

The four generals followed closely behind him, chasing more than ten streets in a row, but they were lost in front of an inn.

"Go in and search," one of the generals said in a deep voice.

"Yes," the remaining three generals nodded and walked in together.

The shopkeeper of the inn was just about to stop him, but when he saw that it was four generals in armor, he was immediately silenced.

On the second floor, in a room, the door was pushed open with a bang, Xiao Mingyue was startled, and when she saw that it was Ning Chen, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Someone is coming, help me cover up" Ning Chen endured his injuries and quickly explained.

"Okay" Mingyue saw that the former's face was wrong, and hurriedly responded.

Ning Chen took off his clothes in three or two times, stuffed them into the cabinet at the head of the bed, and immediately lay down on the bed.

"Dangdang"

The next moment, there was a knock on the door, and before Xiao Mingyue could open the door, a general pushed the door in.

"Jun, military master" Mingyue pretended to be panicked and took two steps back, and said timidly.

When the general saw that it was a little girl, his brows furrowed, he walked into the room, swept left and right, and when he saw the pale and sickly middle-aged man on the bed, he dispelled the doubts in his heart and turned to leave.

Mingyue went up and closed the door, and as soon as she walked to the bedside, she saw Ning Chen vomiting out a mouthful of blood, covering her mouth and coughing suppressedly.

"What's wrong with you, don't scare me"

Xiao Mingyue panicked, and kept wiping the blood from her mouth with her sleeve, but she couldn't finish wiping it.

In the last move, Qinghe Hou didn't keep his hand, Hou Fu had too many eyeliner to watch, he couldn't keep his hand.

"I'm fine"

Ning Chen gently pushed Xiao Mingyue away, and then sat on the bed and closed his eyes to breathe.

The moment he did it just now, he really thought that he might not be able to come back.

He thought that the conversation would not go well, and even broke up unhappily, but for the sake of the eldest grandson's face, Qinghe Hou should not do too much.

He didn't expect Qinghehou's attitude to be so intense.

It wasn't until after that finger that he instantly understood that Qinghehou was acting, acting for those people in the shadows.

That finger was merciless, but there was a lot more.

The cultivation method of the eldest grandson, as well as the ten years of cultivation of the old marquis.

This is already the limit of what he can bear, the old marquis is the pinnacle of the ninth grade, and even a half-step innate powerhouse, ten years of cultivation is enough to forcibly lift an ordinary person without any foundation to the top of the fifth grade.

Within the dantian, the two cyclones continued to devour the power that was pouring in, and Ning Chen's cultivation was also constantly climbing, the late stage of the seventh grade, the peak of the seventh grade, the early stage of the eighth grade, the middle stage of the eighth grade, the late stage of the eighth grade, and the peak of the eighth grade, however, just when the cultivation was about to break into the ninth grade, Ning Chen forcibly stopped the expansion of the cyclone and forcibly suppressed the realm.

He can't break through the ninth rank now, otherwise his foundation will be unstable, and it will affect his cultivation in the future.

After a while, Ning Chen slowly opened his eyes, and sighed in his heart, the old marquis's favor was too great.