Zhong Xuan was frightened.

He originally thought that he spoke politely, although it was a bit difficult for him to be a strong man in terms of reasoning, but how could he have thought that Ning Chen would be so decisive.

Now it seems that the Wuhou Mu family.

No one can save it.

No one dared to save it.

In fact, Mu Yunfeng knew this better than anyone present.

When the 8,000 heavy cavalry army suddenly disappeared into the north, he asked for help from the Nalan royal family, as well as the Ning family's magnate, Ning Zhixiao.

Ning Zhixiao's reply was only eight words, the pain of losing his son, and he was powerless to help.

When it was the turn of the Nalan royal family, it was even simpler, and the message handed back to him was reduced to only four words, asking for more blessings.

Even Ning Zhixiao of the Ning family's royal family, as well as the Nalan royal family, took the initiative to give up his Mu Yunfeng, not to mention these so-called powerful people on the scene?

As the saying goes, dragons have reverse scales, and if they touch it, they will die.

Hurt me an inch, cut you all over the door!

This kind of truth, Mu Yunfeng knows better than anyone else, understands.

However, I am still very unwilling.

The Wuhou family, inherited for a hundred years, has successively given birth to several martial champions, and can be called a famous family, is it really going to disappear today?

"Young marshal, I, Mu Yunfeng, did something wrong back then, it's really hateful, but ......" Mu Yunfeng forcibly calmed his mind and trembled.

It's just that this sentence is only half said.

A torrent of armor like steel, silent, neatly approaching the Mu family, the breathtaking sound of horses' hooves, like a death knell, everyone at the scene of the shock was tense, and their complexions turned pale.

Eight thousand heavy cavalry.

Outside Chen Bingmu's house.

Facing the flickering starlight, a war spear, like a forest, is full of edges.

Mu Yunfeng and his family subconsciously turned their heads and glanced back, although they couldn't see it clearly, the dull atmosphere and the sound of the neighing of the war horses were like thunder.

"Nothing to do with anyone, please, all leave!"

Ning Chen leaned on the back of the chair and waved his finger indifferently.

"Young marshal, I'll leave now."

"Farewell, young marshal."

At this moment, none of these powerful people from all over the world dared to interfere in the affairs of the Mu family without authorization, after all, the crime was unforgivable and the crime was monstrous.

After Ning Chen personally issued the order to evict the guests, unrelated people and others got up one after another.

Then he lowered his head, took rapid steps, and left the Mu family.

Zhong Xuan also wanted to quietly leave this land of right and wrong, this proud son of heaven from the Ning family, his demeanor, courage, and even his words and deeds at this moment were full of a kingly atmosphere.

Zhong Xuan felt that if he delayed for another second, he would be suppressed by this invisible momentum and have a mental breakdown.

It's just that after moving a little position, Chen Qingzhi said indifferently, "Who let you go?" ”

Zhong Xuan, "......"

"And me, me, what's the matter with me?"

Zhong Xuan's scalp was numb, and he had a premonition that a catastrophe was coming, he knew that this was the case, so he shouldn't have been ashamed to talk about any bastard just now.

It's good now, it's a dilemma.

After he shuddered and asked, he felt that something was wrong, so he raised his head, looked at Ning Chen, gritted his teeth, and asked, "Young marshal, can I go?" ”

Silent.

Still silent.

"I, I ......"

Zhong Xuan's face turned pale and purple in an instant, and his appearance was even more embarrassing than swallowing a dead child alive.

"This glass of wine tastes good, if you can drink it under the Yellow Cripple Nine Springs, you should be very happy."

Ning Chen took a sip of the wine in his glass and weighed the glow-in-the-dark glass that carried the wine in his hand.

Squinted his eyes, enjoyed carefully, the sweetness and spiciness, the wisps of sweetness and spiciness, "Grape wine glow-in-the-dark cup, if you want to drink the pipa, you will immediately urge, drunk and lying on the battlefield, how many people will fight in ancient times?" ”

"Good poems, good literary style, young marshal poems, Qingzhi should be remembered in my heart, I will record it when I look back, and strive to make this poem immortal."

Chen Qingzhi squeezed his eyebrows and praised.

"Believe it or not, Lao Tzu beat you?"

Ning Chen rolled his eyes and scolded with a smile, "This poem has been passed down through the ages, and it is not my work. ”

Chen Qingzhi smiled and didn't answer.

Ning Chen sat up straight, turned the luminous cup, the mouth of the cup was facing down, and then lightly covered the table, and then got up and ordered, "Let your people do it cleanly." ”

"Understood." Chen Qingzhi got up to send him off.

After Zhong Xuan and Mu Yunfeng heard this, they were like a thunderbolt, their legs were so frightened that they wanted to crawl to Ning Chen's feet and beg for mercy again, but they found that they had no strength anymore.

Mu Yunfeng had a lack of spare strength, and watched as Ning Chen's back changed from big to small, and gradually drifted away.

At this moment, the final outcome of the Wuhou Mu family has been settled.

"Young marshal, long time no see!"

"Haha, goodbye young marshal, I'm really excited, if there is a chance, the young marshal must accompany us for a hangover."

Yuan Wolf watched Ning Chen move forward, clasped his hands into fists, and laughed loudly.

Then, the full team said in a deep voice, "Congratulations to the young marshal, the king is back and the iron blood is back!" ”

It's the king.

Even if you have lost everything, lost the power that everyone is looking forward to and everyone covets.

The king is still the king.

There will always be a day when we will make a comeback and make a comeback.

This group of heavy cavalry, if it wasn't for Chen Qingzhi's transfer, maybe they wouldn't have had a chance to see Ning Hetu.

Therefore, at this moment, for all the heavy cavalry troops present, the feeling of seeing their young marshal again is even more exciting and exciting than the title of the gold list and the moment of the Spring Festival.

"Boom, boom."

The next moment, all the heavy cavalry dismounted.

Eight thousand people.

The first batch.

The second batch, the third batch.

Kneeling on one knee one by one, facing Ning Chen with his head held high, hammering his left chest with his right hand, and said in a deep voice, "Young marshal, we really ...... I've been waiting for you for a long time! ”

Ning Chen put his hands behind his back, quietly lowered his head, and his eyes swept softly over every heartfelt member, feeling emotional.

"I'm Ning Hetu, I haven't been drunk for a long time, this time, you are blessed."

Ning Chen's evil charm smiled lightly, waved his big hand, and said loudly, "Accompany you to get drunk and laugh for 3,000 times, and if you don't get drunk, you won't return." ”

"If you don't get drunk, you won't return."

Lin Youwei stood not far away, poked out her little head, looked at the magnificent picture in front of her, and suddenly felt that her eyes were a little sour.

A few years ago, he couldn't eat enough and couldn't sleep well.

Occasionally, I have to fight with people on the street, just to grab a piece of steamed bread to fill my stomach.

Who would have thought that he was the young marshal of the Ning family who was once under one person and above ten thousand?

"May you not go through such tribulations again in this life and this life." Lin Youwei raised her head and didn't let the tears roll down.

As for Ning Chen, he had already left the scene under the personal escort of a team of heavy cavalry, and Lin Youwei quickly followed halfway.

Subsequently, Chen Qingzhi personally led the team and poured into Wuhou Mu's house like a tide with this batch of steel torrents.

Wait, the door of the Mu family, which carved dragons and phoenixes and carved jade, slowly closed.

The Wuhou family, a century-old family, was finally reduced to a pile of ashes and removed from Jinling City!