The next day, early in the morning.

Ning Chen followed the instructions of the Seven-Fingered Divine Magpie and took medicine for treatment, while also asking some digressions.

However, this sanctimonious old man put himself on a stand yesterday, and Ning Chen looked at each other horizontally and vertically.

hesitated left and right, gritted his teeth, and finally had no choice but to consult, "Senior, there is something to ask in the next life, I hope the senior can answer." ”

"No." The seven-fingered magpie waved his hand.

Look, this old man is so neat.

Ning Chen, "......"

Ning Chen bared his teeth angrily, out of sight and out of mind, ready to go back to the house to sleep.

The Seven-Fingered Divine Magpie opened half of its eyes, glanced at Ning Chen, and suddenly said to himself, "I know what you want to ask, but this kind of question is actually difficult to answer." ”

Ning Chen's body stood up and sat down quietly.

"The old man's medical skills are indeed the best in the world, but no matter how superb this medical skill is, he can afford a wonderful sentence of rejuvenation, and when it comes to resurrecting the dead, it is a bit nonsense."

"Your previous martial arts luck was completely dispersed, this kind of dark disease that hurt the root cause is actually beyond the limit of the medical skills of the red world, and only the number of lives cannot be saved, whether it is a panacea, or acupuncture and moxibustion, it is actually useless......"

After the seven-fingered magpie finished speaking, Ning Chen let out a long sigh and lowered his head in disappointment.

"You kid, you just attach too much importance to affection, you know the result, and you still ask the old man what to do? Let yourself be sad again in vain? The seven-fingered magpie looked better, shook his head and said helplessly.

Ning Chen lowered his head and replied, "After all, I still want to know, if my predecessors had reappeared in the world one step earlier, my stupid yellow cripple wouldn't have to die generously." ”

"The old man rarely respects people in his life, but Huang Tianci has done this step for you, and Geng Geng's heart can be learned, so he has to respect him!"

The Seven-Fingered Divine Magpie pressed Ning Chen's shoulder as a sign of comfort.

Then he continued, "In the battle of Gusu City, although you took the elixir to forcibly impact the realm, and there were even more dangers on the way, but fortunately, you have a good heart, and you finally stabilized. ”

"Now this injury, the old man can heal it."

Ning Chen's mood was slightly low, and he said, there is a senior.

After getting up, he turned around and left, explained some things to Song Que halfway, and shrank in the room alone, without leaving the door.

The next day.

All the white-clothed guards went up the mountain.

At the same time, in front of the door of the True Martial Arts Temple, a sandalwood table was moved, and inkstones and brushes were placed on the table, but the ink was missing.

Li Xuanhuang stuffed his hands in his sleeves, and saw that he was in a fog for a while, and finally couldn't help but ask Song Que, "What are you going to do here?" ”

"The young marshal wants to write." Song Que said succinctly.

Li Xuanhuang smacked his lips, "Hetu writes a word, is it worth you to put on such a big battle?" I'm obedient, the son of a rich family, and my style is majestic. ”

"It's different."

Song Que shook his head and said in a deep voice, "The words written by the young marshal today are equivalent to a life talisman for some people and some families. ”

In the last step, one hundred and twenty-six tokens that were baked overnight were respectfully placed on the table.

Li Xuanhuang glanced at it in confusion, the token was copper-yellow, the workmanship was not exquisite, but it was not simple, the front was empty, there were no patterns or word marks.

After some thought, I can't get the point.

Li Xuanhuang simply stood aside and watched the incident.

After Ning Chen went out, the white-clothed guards lined up side by side, stepped closer to the sandalwood table, knocked on the table casually at first, and then sat down, and then gestured, "Hand over a knife made by my Ning family." ”

Song Que immediately drew his knife and handed it over to Ning Chen.

Before Li Xuanhuang could react to what was going on, he saw Ning Chen holding the knife in his right hand, spreading out the palm of his left hand, the blade flashed, the blood stains fell, and the wisps dripped into the inkstone like a drizzle.

At this moment, Li Xuanhuang suddenly realized that Ning Chen wanted to use blood as ink.

"I, Ning Hetu, was fortunate not to die three years ago, and now that I have come back alive, how many people harmed me back then, and now I have to return it ten times and a hundred times, and this one hundred and twenty-six bronze medals will be named until the killing order."

The implication of the cease-and-kill order naturally represents ......

An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth!

Blood for blood!

Kill to kill!

"Ning family, who you want to kill, you have always been above board, and I Ning Hetu should be like this."

"Today, with the blood of my river map, I will set up a killing order in the rivers and lakes, and whoever is dead will be sent to the door!"

Ning Chen picked up the pen and stained the blood, and wrote on the stop killing order.

There is no shortage of this list of 126 personnel, and they are on the list one by one.

"We live and die with the young marshal, share honor and disgrace, this blood ...... Naturally, he needs a copy of the white-clothed guard, and Song Lacks blood for the young marshal to make an order! ”

Song Que was the first to open his mouth, and then he came uninvited, took two steps forward, and the blade cut through the skin of his palm, and dripped blood and splashed into the inkstone.

"Zhang Xiao, the white-clothed guard, cut the skin and leave blood, for the young marshal to give orders."

"Liu Song, the white-clothed guard, cut the skin and leave the blood, for the young marshal to give an order."

“……”

"White-clothed guard Lu Yang, cut the skin and leave blood, for the young marshal to give orders."

Li Xuanhuang has never seen such a bloody scene, the man of the Ning family, generously dripping blood, with a resolute attitude that is not afraid of death, going forward one after another.

And Ning Chen, from beginning to end, lowered his head and seriously put pen to paper, and never even raised his eyebrows halfway.

It seems that any outsider will be excited when they see these pictures, and over the past many years, he Ninghe pictures have actually become commonplace.

The inkstone, since the first drop of blood fell, has never been exposed, and the blood stains are endless, and there is no sign of drying up.

About half an hour later.

One hundred and twenty-six cease-and-desist orders, lined up side by side.

The mountain breeze blew, and the handwriting written in blood gradually solidified.

Ning Chen put down the brush halfway, stroked his temples with both hands, and went back and forth several times, only then did he readjust his gaze, look at the clear and majestic killing order in front of the table, and was silent.

"Hiss ......"

Li Xuanhuang secretly glanced at Ning Chen's side face, and was suddenly amazed, this appearance really has the thunderous momentum of the boss in the stock account, and he chose the time to attack the city.

As for the white-clothed guards, they all waited for Ning Chen's next arrangement.

"Whew~"

The mountain wind is howling.

Ning Chen's eyebrows were raised slightly, the back of his five fingers was facing forward, he picked one of them, his index finger brushed it, and a stop-kill order flew longitudinally to Song Que, "Jinling Mu family, it will be delivered tomorrow!" ”

"Understood." Song Que received the order.

"Pass on my message, Xuan Chen Qingzhi's 8,000 heavy cavalry army, immediately go out of the city and besiege Jinling."

When this sentence fell, Li Xuanhuang seemed to see a magnificent picture of the wind and clouds, the golden iron horse, and the soldiers approaching the city.

On the next day, Jinling was shaken, and the city was in an uproar.

All kinds of voices are loud and loud.

The young marshal of the Ning family toured the east and chose Jinling as the first city to visit in person, as for the specific date, it has not yet been set.

"My God, Ning Hetu is coming to Jinling City."

"Hiss, this handsome general who came out of the Ning family will come to Jinling City, I really want to see this peerless young hero."