Carry the coffin out of the city.

Murong Xuan waited outside the city, and after seeing Ning Chen who was gradually approaching, he let out a long sigh, this young merry man, said with a little distress, "You kid, you have been willful and reckless since you were a child, you can't stop it, if you die here today, how can I explain to Tsing Yi when I go back?" ”

He was in his early forties, and he was very powerful.

A purple caftan dances in the wind.

Even if he has entered the youth stage now, the handsomeness between his eyebrows still cannot be covered up by the years, it is enough to see that when he was young, his handsome face was completely comparable to Ning Chen today.

"Uncle Murong."

Ning Chen chuckled, nodded his head to show etiquette, and said seriously, "I have already promised Huang Cripple, and I will never be willful in the future." ”

Murong Xuan was slightly stunned, and then he reacted, took a few steps forward and patted Ning Chen's shoulder, and comforted, "People can't be resurrected after death, I want to open a little, besides, this yellow cripple may be under Jiuquan, secretly grinning and smirking." ”

After all, the young marshal of the Ning family, who was above 10,000 people under one person, personally carried the coffin.

Outside the city of Gusu, 10,000 people saw them off.

With such a lineup, it's time to smile at Jiuquan.

Murong Xuan jumped over Ning Chen, patted the coffin wood, and said with a smile, "Huang Cripple, go all the way, in the future, although there is no such number one person as you Huang Tianci, it is destined to leave a name in history." ”

It's the truth.

In the battle of Gusu City, Ning Chen put on such a big battle, and the soldiers pointed directly at the Xishu Sword Pavilion, not to mention, but also fought to death a generation of swordsman Huang Lao Wei with his own strength.

With such a brilliant record, in addition to Ning Chen's fame again, the three words Huang Tianci will naturally rise with the tide.

After all, the purpose of this trip was just to invite Huang Tianci home.

"You are no longer in the rivers and lakes, but there are still your legends in the rivers and lakes."

Ning Chen touched the scene and was quite emotional, at the beginning, this sentence was said by Nalan Guanyin after he found him.

Murong Xuan then turned his gaze back to Li Xuanhuang in front of Ning Chen, and reminded, "The dragon sparrow divine power is still there, and Xingtian has been broken in half, you, Long Yuan, should also take advantage of the situation to fill the gap, and be the second in the world." ”

Some people, with one sentence, can stop the leisurely mouth and doubts of the martial artists of the rivers and lakes.

Since Murong Xuan named his surname, and Long Yuan's sword is enough to be on the throne and rank second among the world's famous swords, then this sword must be indisputable.

Because, this sentence was said by Murong Xuan!

At this point, Ning Chen knew that Li Xuanhuang was confused, he took out a hand and grabbed his ear, looked at the light gold scabbard on his waist, and smirked.

"Beauty has been like a famous general since ancient times, and she is not allowed to see white heads in the world, in fact...... This sword is also like a famous general, a beauty, you can't meet or seek, this world, how big, the real famous sword, there are only ten. ”

"Now, two stalks are broken."

Feng Ming, Xingtian, successively broke the halberd and sank in the sand, divided into two halves, and at the same time, it was time to withdraw from the list of famous swords.

A long sigh.

Murong Xuan twitched his sleeves and said loudly, "Please use the sword." ”

The famous sword is out of the sheath, and the hidden dragon is out of the abyss.

The sword shook the sky.

In an instant, the dark clouds rolled up in this area, thousands of miles of yellow sand, roaring endlessly, and there were thousands of wisps of sword intent in it, across the sky, endlessly.

Li Xuanhuang gasped.

Ning Chen was thoughtful.

Long Yuan produced a total of thirty swords, and finally returned to the sheath.

"Hetu, let's go back...... Goodbye. After Murong Xuan returned the sword to the sheath, he turned around and left, the speed was very fast, one step was horizontal, and the wind was surging.

Li Xuanhuang gasped again, this look, a generation of masters?

Ning Chen turned his head and looked at the city wall of Gusu City behind him.

Sure enough, on the city wall, there is a sword with words, vigorous and powerful, majestic atmosphere.

'Affectionate parting since ancient times, more Nakan, a world, yin and yang are separated

Where the coffin falls today, you are in the dreamland! ’

The corners of Ning Chen's eyes were slightly moist, and it was already a great luck to let Murong Xuan personally carry the sword and engrave the words, leaving a line of practice words for Huang Tianci in Gusu City.

In the whole world, how many people can ask Murong Xuan to do something?

"Uncle Murong, thank you." Ning Chen stared at Murong Xuan, who had long since disappeared, and muttered to himself.

Li Xuanhuang approached Ning Chen and said in amazement, "The thirty swords just now are really full of anger, what is the origin of this person?" You tell me about it, after all, we are going to explore the rivers and lakes in the future, and we should know more about the romantic characters in the rivers and lakes. ”

"Uncle Murong is a master of a generation." Ning Chen blurted out.

After saying this, he felt a little emotional, Ning Chen actually couldn't imagine that Murong Qingyi actually invited his father Murong Xuan to help, and he could talk about Xingshi and move everyone.

Li Xuanhuang didn't give up, squinted his eyes and asked again, "How tall?" ”

How tall?

The simple and clear three words reminded Ning Chen of Huang Tianci again.

At the beginning, this dying, down-and-out swordsman, although he successfully entered the Ning family, faced with famous families, he had no so-called restraint and rules, and in the end, he almost brought the most valued heir of the Ning family to ruin.

In those years, he either instigated Ning Chen's foolery, or transmitted some crooked truths to him that were inappropriate for children every once in a while.

What kind of people from the rivers and lakes of my generation, since they are romantic, beauties, one is definitely too little, a group is just enough, and strive to make sure that the red flag in the house does not fall, and the colorful flags flutter outside.

Hey, a good refreshed, elegant and elegant son, just getting cheaper and cheaper, more and more romantic.

"Your uncle, you taught me badly, otherwise how pure it would be now." Ning Chen bared his teeth and scolded his mother, eager to pull up Huang Tianci and scold him well.

It's a bit of a long way to go......

Ning Chen came back to his senses and replied to Li Xuanhuangdao, "Uncle Murong, nicknamed the Purple Shirt Shenhou in the rivers and lakes, is tied for third in the world!" ”

Purple-shirted Shenhou, Murong Xuan.

"I'm obedient, the third in the world, so powerful." Li Xuanhuang inhaled and sighed, muttering, "Isn't that even you unable to beat him?" ”

"yes." Ning Chen nodded convincingly.

Li Xuanhuang reminisced about it again, and said, "You just said that you are tied for third, who is it that is tied with the purple-shirted Shenhou?" ”

"The one who was tied for third place with Uncle Murong back then has already withdrawn from the rivers and lakes, so don't mention it."

Li Xuanhuang sighed and didn't ask in detail.

Actually, the one who used to be tied for third.

The surname is Ning, and the name is the river.

Because Murong Xuan and Ning Zhichuan are both accustomed to Tang knives, many years ago, they were collectively known as the Tang Shuanglong!

"Tell you a secret?" Ning Chen suddenly looked at Li Xuanhuang with a smile.

"What?" Li Xuanhuang turned his head with an expectant expression.

"The person who used to be tied for third place with Uncle Murong, although he has withdrawn from the rivers and lakes, he later gave birth to a very, very powerful son, his son is called ......" Ning Chen sold Guan Zi at a critical moment.

Li Xuanhuang was restless and urged, "What's it called?" Don't hide it. ”

"His son's name is ...... Ninghe Tu! ”