Overnight, the storm surged.

Ning Cong died in Mohe at the age of twenty-nine.

The five hundred black-clothed guards of the Ning family set off overnight and returned in vain, and in the end they brought back only a corpse that had already been cold.

At the same time, the Ninghe map is suspected to have appeared in Beichuan City, which is three hundred miles away from Ningjia in the north.

After a three-year absence, the name Ning Hetu once again swept up in the vast north, and several major royal families, including the Ning family, were all shocked.

However, this young marshal, who was invincible in the past, only glanced at the north from afar, did not continue to go north, and did not mention when he would return to the family.

This made many royal families feel inexplicably relaxed, but also quite related, feeling that the top of their heads was invisibly pressed by a heavy stone.

This person, sure enough, came back.

Not only did he not die, but he also quietly arrived in Beichuan City under Bai Qi's arrangement and personally sent Ning Cong on the road.

"It's really hard to imagine what kind of earth-shattering waves he will roll up when he sets foot in the hot land of the north again?"

"Young Marshal Hetu, I still remember that the battle of the Red River was magnificent in the eight hundred miles, this person is alive, it is a blessing for the rivers and lakes, and the rivers and lakes are too boring without him."

“……”

The major royal families in the north were shocked.

Gusu City, from top to bottom, also set off a huge response, countless people's hearts trembled, they were surprised, and even felt unbelievable for a while.

Back then, the sixth young marshal Ning Tu in the world didn't die!

You must know that Ning Hetu was personally judged by the Ning family three years ago and died unexpectedly, how can he be resurrected now? And three hundred miles away from the Ning family, he beheaded the son of his third uncle.

What exactly is he doing?

"Jiangnan County died Ning Xuan, Beichuan City Mohe died Ning Cong, this is to Ning Zhixiao cut off his children and grandchildren, and he will lose his son when he is old......"

"The royal family of the Ning family, the infighting between the same sect has finally begun, but my Gusu City was also unexpectedly involved in this whirlpool."

The head of Gusu City, a remnant sword, buried deep in the stone crack.

In the city of Gusu, the Sword Pavilion of Xishu is closed.

And strictly ordered the disciples in the pavilion not to go out of this city within three years, at first I thought that Huang Lao Wei was wrong with which nerve was wrong, and gave an order indiscriminately, but now it seems that he is beware of Ning Hetu.

However, recalling carefully, the battle of Gusu City a few days ago was too strange.

Huang Tianci knew that he was not the opponent of his brother Huang Tianba, but in the end he did not hesitate and was bent on death, which is difficult for people not to speculate.

Even through some clues, the final target is locked to the Ninghe map.

The discussion about the Ninghe map, before the heat was completely suppressed on the first day, another speculation from the north broke the earth.

It is suspected that the young marshal is suffering from internal injuries and is in danger, and all the force values are dissipated.

Huang Tianci was unable to cure Ning Hetu's injury, so he had no choice but to take risks, and dissipated his martial arts luck with his Dao death body to renew Ning Hetu's life.

And this rumor is conclusive and flawless.

For a time, there was a mutiny.

At that time, Ning Hetu was a veritable sixth in the world, and his martial arts were so strong that even the six princes of the Ning family could not reach him.

Now that I suddenly heard such a change, many people are secretly speculating, can today's Ninghetu return to its former peak state?

If it comes back and the north is shaken, at least a group of people will die.

If you can't come back, maybe ...... Those families who have fallen into panic and fear can have no scruples again.

Early the next morning.

The sixth prince of the Ning family finally selected his clansmen to go to the south and negotiate with this Ning Hetu who was in Fengtian.

After all, Ning Xuan, Ning Cong's death is too implicated.

If the sixth prince doesn't care about it anymore, I'm afraid that the whole family will change internally......

Ning Chen actually returned to Fengtian on the third day.

In the past few days, because of the influence he caused in Beichuan City, many families have been going to Fengtian in an endless stream, and they have the heart to cling.

After all, this young marshal used to be almost powerful in the north, covering the sky with one hand.

Some families who sniff the opportunity naturally don't want to let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Ning Chen faced these families and refused to see them all.

But, there was one person he had to meet.

Ning Kunlun.

The clansman selected by the Ning family this time was none other than Ning Kunlun.

"Kunlun, long time no see."

Ning Chen was separated for three years, and suddenly heard the word Kunlun, and his expression appeared in a trance for a moment, as if he remembered a lot of things when he was a child.

Ning Kunlun is the son of his second uncle, and among all the children of the same age in the Ning family, the relationship between the two is the most iron.

This one, from childhood to adulthood, has been his follower of Ninghetu.

From the age of five or six, hanging two snot and touching the bird's nest by himself, catching river crabs.

to nineteen or twenty, drinking with himself, riding horses, touring the mountains and rivers, and even peeking at a beautiful girl taking a bath together.

Thinking about it carefully, Ning Chen would take him with him every time he traveled, and after so many years, Ning Kunlun never seemed to be absent once.

Feng Tian's residence.

A young man with a handsome face was sitting on a stone bench restlessly.

This time, on the order of the old man in the family, he came to negotiate with Ning Chen, he was really afraid that if he accidentally became stupid, his cousin, who was closer than his own brother, would beat him.

After all, compared with Ning Chen, who is excellent in all aspects, this young man who is Ning Kunlun, the only self-confidence left is to be able to suppress Ning Chen by half in appearance, if he is slapped in the face, it will be worth the loss.

The sky and the earth are big, and the face is the biggest.

"My brother shouldn't beat me, right?"

Here, the handsome young man Lang Ning Kunlun grabbed Chen Qingzhi's hand before he finished chattering......

He suddenly turned his head and asked Hua Rong for help, "If my brother really beats me, you have to help me stop it, I don't really want to come, but the old man told me not to come." ”

"Hehe, who made you troublesome, on behalf of the will of the Ning family, came to negotiate with the young marshal, and you deserved to be beaten." Chen Qingzhi's eyes widened deliberately and threatened.

Ning Kunlun panicked suddenly, rubbed his cheeks with both hands, and said aggrievedly, "I don't want to either, but old man, you have to provoke me to negotiate with Brother Hetu." ”

Chen Qingzhi and Hua Rong glanced at Ning Kunlun angrily and didn't say anything.

In fact, they knew in their hearts that Ning Chen could kill Ning Xuan and Ning Cong without blinking, but he would definitely not hurt Ning Kunlun, and the relationship between the two was so good that the outside world could not understand it.

I still remember that there was a rich man in the Forbidden City back then, and he looked like a girl because he scolded Ning Kunlun.

In the end, he was almost leveled by Ning Hetu, and the other party's family.

"When will Brother Hetu come back?" Ning Kunlun waited for a few more minutes, shouting.

Ning Chen just entered the door, touched his nose, and said, "I'm back." ”

Ning Kunlun's eyes lit up, he stood up, and shouted, "Brother Hetu......"

In an instant, this young man, who was chattering and restless just now, turned red in the blink of an eye.

Ning Hetu took a few steps forward, lightly slammed his fist into Ning Kunlun's chest, and scolded with a smile, "I haven't seen you for a few years, and I still like to cry so much." ”

Ning Kunlun, "......"