Fengtian's residence.

Yanyun eighteen horsemen, one hundred and eight white-clothed guards.

Eight hundred iron floating slaughter, ready for battle.

Three groups of teams, except for the white guards, are elite divisions born and raised in the north.

The rest of Tiefutu and Yanyun Tiehoi are all southerners.

This time when they returned to the north, their expressions were more excited than those of the white guards.

According to the itinerary, the three teams will be divided into different routes and rush to the north at different times.

Ning Chen was preparing to set off last.

Today is the day to say goodbye to each other, and thousands of people are waiting in the aisles outside their homes.

A long humanoid dragon, turned into two, stood opposite each other, with an open road a meter wide in the middle.

After Ning Chen came back from Xiangjiang, thousands of people straightened their waists and swiped their waists, and their morale rushed into the sky in an instant.

When this young man walked towards this spacious road that had been artificially conceded, every time he passed, they all bowed their heads with solemn eyes and greeted the young marshal.

At the end of the road, under the eaves, Li Panruo held the red medicine and stared quietly.

Ning Chen's steps were steady, his expression was confident, and he passed by everyone one by one.

And one after another the call of 'greeting the young marshal', one after another, like a wave.

Such a battle is extremely rare for Fengtian locals.

Especially Zhao Wanqing, who has been in Fengtian since birth.

At this moment, Zhao Wanqing and Zhao Sanjia came to say goodbye because they knew in advance that Ning Chen was about to leave.

However, the young man who was destined to be one in ten thousand, surrounded by his team, could not get close to the past for the time being, so he could only wait for the end to make plans.

After Ning Chen and Li Panruo met, they turned around.

He looked at the three teams with a quiet gaze, smiled slightly, and arched his fists with both hands, "This journey, the mountains are high and the rivers are far away, and we will see you in the north." ”

Bang la blah.

Jing Ge came out in advance, patted the war knife on his waist, and laughed loudly, "My Yan family's iron hoof will meet Bai Qi as soon as possible, young marshal, waiting for you over there." ”

"I have already instructed Bai Qi over there, and when you arrive, he will personally go out of the city to greet you."

"Understood."

Jing Ge bowed slightly, finished his salute, and turned to leave.

Yanjia iron hoof, from south to north, destination Beichuan City.

Followed by Tiefutu, this group of young people pulled up by Feng Tian has no leader for the time being, and can only be personally led by the head of the sect, Shen Jianjun, to go to the Red River.

As for why, the Iron Floating Massacre was placed on the banks of the Red River.

It was nothing more than Ning Chen preparing to retrieve something.

"Sword Monarch, I'm sorry for you." Ning Chen saluted Shen Jianjun.

Shen Jianjun nodded, "Young marshal, we'll see you in the north." ”

The last whiteguard.

Ning Chen pointed at Song Que.

Song Que grinned, scratched his head, and approached Ning Chen, "Young marshal." ”

Ning Chen slapped Song Que's head, Song Que swooped back a few steps, and said while laughing, "It's stupid to pat your head again, just say what the young marshal has to say, I'll stand far away and I can hear it." ”

"You have only one purpose, to find a girl named Jingqiu." Ning Chen said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Lin Yu, who was in the queue of white-clothed guards, suddenly became anxious, and couldn't help but beg, "Young marshal? ”

Jingqiu is the person he likes, and now Ning Chen suddenly ordered to find Jingqiu, what will he do next, how could he not know that he is a big man with a normal brain?

It's just that happiness came too suddenly, Lin Yu couldn't bear it a little, and at the same time felt embarrassed.

The next moment, the whole team burst into laughter.

Song Que said, "Young Marshal, are you going to propose for our Lin Yu brothers?" ”

"Yes, not only to mention, but also to be above board, with beautiful scenery."

Ning Chen looked at Lin Yu, who wanted to speak and stopped, and said in a serious tone, "The girl has been waiting for you for more than two years, and it is time to give her a home." ”

"Her family doesn't look down on me." Lin Yu scratched his head and muttered in a low voice.

"My brother Ning Hetu, no one dares to look down on me."

Ning Chen's words, the momentum was so fierce that the entire white-clothed guards were in high spirits.

"Fuck off."

The white-clothed guard did not continue to delay, and began to reorganize the team, preparing to leave Fengtian.

A few minutes passed, and in front of the courtyard, which had been overcrowded just now, it was empty.

Ning Chen looked back at the residence, stunned for a while.

After staying for so long, it's time to say goodbye.

It's just that the next time I come back, I don't know what year and month it will be?

Just as Ning Chen was stunned, Li Panruo patted him on the shoulder, and then pointed to a position.

Ning Chen took the opportunity to look over and found Zhao Wanqing and Zhao Sanjia, who had been waiting for a long time.

Zhao Wanqing's expression turned slightly red, and she lowered her head silently.

Zhao Sanjia stared at Ning Chen, who came over quickly, and said, "My granddaughter, I don't dare to come to see you alone, so let the old man accompany me." ”

Zhao Wanqing was annoyed and angry, and glared at Zhao Sanjia fiercely.

Zhao Sanjia knew that he was talkative, waved his hand, and patted Ning Chen's shoulder, "If you are free, you must remember to come back." ”

Ning Chen nodded, "Definitely." ”

"You guys talk, I don't have anything to say, let's go first."

After seeing Zhao Sanjia leave, Ning Chen turned his gaze and looked at Zhao Wanqing, "I was going to see you in person, but I didn't expect that you were in a hurry than me, so I came here." ”

Zhao Wanqing's embarrassed hands had nowhere to put them, and finally grabbed a wisp of green leaves in front of her forehead, pretending to be distracted.

"Let's go."

Ning Chen walked in front with his hands behind his back.

Zhao Wanqing followed.

Twenty minutes passed, and there was silence for each other, and no one spoke.

In the end, Ning Chen couldn't bear it, turned his head, and asked, "Don't you have anything to say to me?" ”

Zhao Wanqing opened her mouth, but she never dared to say what was in her heart.

The more you hold back, the more impatient you become.

In the end, she stomped her feet on the spot, looking like a cute girl playing a little temper.

"Take care of yourself in the future, I will return to Fengtian in my lifetime, and when that time comes......" Ning Chen didn't say a word.

Zhao Wanqing raised her head abruptly and interrupted, "When that time comes, you marry me!" ”

Seven words, sonorous and powerful.

Ning Chen froze in place, then pursed his lips and said with a smile, "Willing?" ”

"I am willing, even if I am displaced behind you and have no fixed place, I am willing."

Zhao Wanqing spoke quickly and in a firm tone.

"Ning Hetu, in this life, I, Zhao Wanqing, am not you, and I will not marry!"

Zhao Wanqing faced Ning Chen, retreated step by step, and finally didn't even need Ning Chen's reply, turned around and left.

She, with long hair, fluttered in the wind.

He stopped in place and muttered to himself, "Don't worry, I'll be back again." ”

A wind blows gently between the eyebrows.

Ning Chen closed his eyes and quietly felt the phoenix sky that was the first to bloom in spring.

The second day of February.

The dragon raised its head.

Ning Chen returned to the north.

This peerless figure who once dominated Chang'an, finally set foot on the northern grassland again.

The world is vast, and the wind is blowing and the clouds are flying.

Ning Chen grabbed a handful of dirt under his feet and whispered, I haven't seen you for a long time, it's good to come back.

(End of chapter)