Lanling City.

Main road.

Thousands of residents, standing on both sides of the street, watched in silence as the young man drifted away.

In this era, it is difficult for the rivers and lakes to produce rising stars.

And the rivers and lakes are not subjected to the baptism and crushing of the civilization of the new era all the time, when one day, the wheel of history rolls by, and the rivers and lakes can only become the past.

But, no matter how it changes, no matter how it changes.

Ninghetu, three words, will surely become famous in history.

Even if he is the last bright afterglow in the post-Jianghu era.

……

Walking out of Lanling, Song Que's car had been waiting for a long time.

After the blue grass was personally delivered outside the city by the Ning family, and after taking over, the former left, and the latter sat in the business car in a haunted manner, his expression was snow-white, and his pupils were deep, full of fear and panic.

Ning Chen didn't say a word and sat in the back seat.

Red Medicine burrowed into his arms.

Blue grass buried her hands deep under her knees, her head hanging all the time, and her expression was even more blue and white.

"Young, young master, where are you taking me?" For a long time, Blue Grass stubbornly asked.

Ning Chen glanced at it lightly, didn't reply, just didn't look over, looked at the scenery outside the window, stunned.

After this trip to Lanling, it is time to reorganize the team and come to the north.

Many years ago, there were many private armies in the north, the royal family was divided and dominated, and all kinds of proxy wars were almost all functional departments.

Maybe someday in the future......

This well-deserved battlefield is famous, and after more than ten years of An'an, it will still be full of wolf smoke and set off again.

Because, he Ning Hetu is coming back!

"I, Ninghetu, want to fight a royal battle, who dares to care, I will subvert his regime!"

Ning Chen muttered to himself, his five fingers clicking.

This subtle action startled the silent blue grass next to him, especially the 'battle of the royal clan' at the end, which made the atmosphere in the entire carriage suddenly solemn.

"Inform Bai Qi, Chen Qingzhi, Hua Rong, let them train the soldiers and horses immediately, I will solve some things at hand and go north one day."

In a word, to put it mildly.

For Song Que, it was tantamount to a thunderbolt, his eyes lit up, and he nodded heavily, "Understood." ”

Bluegrass gasped, mixed emotions.

This proud son of the Ning family really wants to drag the entire north into the water, so that the territory of 10,000 miles, which has just ended the division of the royal family, will be full of smoke again.

……

One day and one night, the business car finally returned to the place where Ning Chen originally stayed, Fengtian.

This city with the fastest modern development, and the only southern city and county that has completely transformed into an advanced city, has brought Ning Chen too many good memories.

It also gave him some different feelings.

If no northern tribe finds him, perhaps, he will stay in this city for the rest of his life, doing mediocre work and living his duty.

After that, he died of a recurrence of internal injuries and ended gloomily.

It's just that my fate is up to me.

After all, he can still make a comeback, and the king will return!

"Young marshal, I informed Brother Shen, he is waiting for you over there in Liangshan, and then ...... The wine was ready. Song Que turned his head halfway and reminded Ning Chen.

Liangshan is the place where Ning Chen buried Zhuge Wuwu, and roughly calculated, he has not visited this old man for several months.

Of course, there is another person who was moved here by him.

Birch.

Not long ago, Shen Jianjun took Ning Chen's order, and immediately sent a large number of people to investigate overnight, and finally learned that Bai Hua was killed, who did it, Ning Chen actually knew it.

But, after all, it was his former maidservant, and he couldn't bear to die outside.

So he motioned to Shen Jianjun to bring her ashes to Fengtian, and set up a monument near Liangshan to raise a grave and rebury her.

After arriving at Liangshan, a large number of teams were stationed nearby.

Ning Chen took a bottle of wine from Shen Jianjun's hand and walked in front quietly, Lan Cao didn't dare to stay in place, so he could only follow up the mountain.

It's just that when the tombstone engraved with the words 'White Birch Tomb' came into view halfway through the mountain, Lan Cao's expression changed in shock, and he was so frightened that he sat on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

"When the green pear died, you said that you worshipped, and the white birch died outside, you definitely didn't have a chance to worship."

After Ning Chen briefly bowed to Zhuge Wuwu, he turned around and squatted in front of Bai Hua's tombstone, and seriously pulled out the surrounding weeds.

Bluegrass has a dry mouth and dilated pupils.

After a long time, he staggered and knelt down behind Ning Chen's back, kowtowing desperately, "Young Master, I really didn't expect that such a big consequence would happen in that incident, and I didn't expect that they would kill the green pear and the white birch." ”

"The green pear died unjustly, it's none of my business, and the white birch guest died in a foreign land, and I don't even know about it."

Blue grass burst into tears and trembled.

Ning Chen turned his back to the blue grass, raised his head and stared at the tombstone in front of him, and recalled, "Although Bai Hua didn't read much, she was very studious, and from time to time she would ask me for ink to write, and occasionally begged me to teach her. ”

"It's a pity that I was too busy at that time and didn't have much time to accompany her, but it's good now, and I won't have a chance in the future."

"I don't know, did she find a green pear under Jiuquan, so that the two of them can have a companion, not be lonely, if there is a next life, I must teach her to write with my own hands."

"Young Master......"

Lan Cao kept kowtowing, begging hard, if it wasn't for the fear of offending Ning Chen, she really wanted to hug the other party's legs, hoping to find a way to live.

At the beginning, the blue grass had a thought, and Ning Chen was left to the other side, but the green pear and the white birch were indirectly killed by her, and at this point, the crime was unforgivable.

Ning Chen was indifferent to the blue grass's plea.

He got up and picked up the bottle of spirits, which was actually mixed with poison, gently placed it on Bai Hua's tombstone, and explained, "I'll give you a decent way to die, don't waste the opportunity." ”

Clang.

The bottle landed on the tombstone with a loud sound.

Lan Cao raised her head with a pale face, and there was no emotion in the depths of her pupils.

Ning Chen didn't speak, turned around and went down the mountain.

Lan Cao wailed a few times, and could only watch Ning Chen's back, gradually moving away.

When he was walking on the mountainside, Ning Chen looked at Song Que who was waiting halfway, pointed to the Ning family's knife on his waist, and explained, "You continue to stare if she really doesn't want to." ”

After a pause, he glanced back again, his brows flushed with pain, and finally continued, "You send her away!" ”

"Understood." Song Que staggered past and was ordered to leave.

Shen Jianjun stood at the bottom of the mountain.

When the people came, they pulled the car door straight open.

"I received a notice yesterday that Yanyu will come back tomorrow, you arrange it first, and I will pick her up." After Ning Chen finished explaining the last thing, he lay down in the carriage and fell asleep.

Shen Jianjun and Hongyao couldn't bear to be disturbed.

You can only wait for a while before driving away.