The battle is over, and the breath is back to the bowels.

However, the old monster Huang of the Xishu Sword Pavilion did not have the sense of accomplishment as he imagined, and even frowned, faintly uneasy.

Sure enough, the next day, a piece of news came to Gusu City, which immediately caused a monstrous shock.

Ning Hetu was identified by the Ning family dozens of days ago and was not dead.

At present, he lives in seclusion in a riverside city in the south.

At the same time, there was no shortage of white-clothed guards in the Ning family, and all of them made a comeback, and even Shen Jianjun, the head of the white-clothed guard, who had returned to the hidden sword three years ago, reappeared in the rivers and lakes.

"How is this possible? Such a big event, why didn't my Gusu City receive any news? What's more, it was a shocking event that happened ten days ago? Huang Lao Wei was furious, and had a premonition that there seemed to be some secret plan involved.

In the end, it turned out that this Xishu swordsman, who had always been arrogant and conceited, judged quite correctly.

In the past, the old department of Ninghetu, the head of the Eight Heavenly Kings, killed the god in vain, deliberately blocked the news from flowing into Gusu City, and waited for the end of the war here to relax the control.

"Huang Tianci is bent on death, and he has other plans, killing the god Bai Qi to block the news, and even more harboring evil intentions, I am in the middle of the game."

The old monster Huang, who has always been as steady as Mount Tai, has an iron face.

Ning Hetu is not dead.

And he sent Huang Tianci away a day ago, no matter what the reason, this account must be counted on his head.

With Ninghetu's decisive character back then, sooner or later he would have to enter Gusu City.

"Pass my order, Sword Pavilion disciples, you are not allowed to step out of Gusu City within three years, and those who violate the order will be killed!" Huang Lao Wei had already sensed that the situation was not good, and after issuing an order, he immediately retreated.

"My God, Ning Hetu is not dead, this peerless demon ...... He didn't die. ”

"Huang Tianci is the old servant of Ninghetu, and the old monster of Xishu Huang in our aunt Sucheng has caused a catastrophe."

As soon as the news came out here, not only the Xishu Sword Pavilion was shocked, but even Gusu City, which has always admired martial arts, was also in a panic, and even faintly felt that the future pattern of Gusu City was about to undergo earth-shattering changes.

Gusu City, which has been noisy and lively for a day, still talks about this matter even at dusk.

When the sun sets.

The phoenix that was rooted in the city and only had half a sword blade suddenly trembled a little.

A touch of moon-white brilliance was born out of thin air, all the way to the south.

……

Ning Chen's mood has been hit hard in the past two days, he is silent all day long, his expression is pale, and in the evening, Nalan Guanyin dared to turn around and leave after witnessing Ning Chen fall asleep.

Two hours later......

Ning Chen, who was originally sleepy, suddenly sat up in shock, and after that, a touch of moon-white light rushed straight to the Heavenly Spirit Gai, and then washed him at an unimaginable speed, and at the same time penetrated all the bones of his limbs.

Ning Chen was puzzled at first, but finally embarrassed.

He trembled and raised the palm of his right hand, and sure enough, he found a faint white fluorescent light, forming a line of its own, trying to connect the life and death lines that broke before and after his palm.

Ning Chen still remembers that when the old man of the Ning family first taught himself to practice martial arts, he once told him that it was the martial arts of the rivers and lakes that hit the realm, one relied on innate qualifications, the second relied on acquired efforts, and the third relied on martial arts luck.

Martial arts luck is born and accompanies it for life or even life.

Only after death, this acquired martial arts luck can be completely dissipated and returned to heaven and earth.

Of course, if people don't die and the martial arts luck is gone, they are destined to have little time, and unless they have the intention to die, they can only deprive their luck and continue their lives.

In the same way, luck can be deprived or passed on.

Therefore, the martial arts luck of the Jianghu people may not necessarily return to heaven and earth after death, and the elders of some wealthy ancient martial arts families will borrow their minds to forcibly pass this luck to their descendants before they die, which is called the inheritance before and after.

A few years ago, Ning Chen was conspired to encircle and suppress, and all his peak force was scattered, and his acquired martial arts luck was also wiped out, which did not affect his life and safety all the time.

This time, Huang Tianci died generously, the original intention was to exude the martial arts luck he had accumulated from more than 50 years of hard martial arts, and forcibly inherit it to Ning Chen.

Once the two are fused perfectly.

Ning Chen will only be stronger.

Because he himself is a rare martial arts wizard in a hundred years, and his innate qualifications far exceed those of ordinary people, if he absorbs the martial arts luck accumulated by Huang Tianci in fifty years.

Not only did he make up for the martial arts luck that he had accumulated successfully for more than ten years and suddenly lost, but he also had more martial arts luck in his early thirties halfway.

Two by two, you can imagine.

"Hiss."

Ning Chen stared at his palm in a daze, bitter and indescribable, he shook his head and said to himself, "Huang Cripple, Hetu promises you that you will live well and recover well." ”

"Kill all the dog slaughterers who lost to me back then!"

Click.

Ning Chen's five fingers clenched, and the strength of his palm increased, causing the void to tremble slightly, even the Great Liang Dragon Sparrow hanging on the wall was slightly contending.

This change alarmed several people in Chen Qingzhi.

When several mermaids rushed in and broke into Ning Chen's room, they were pleasantly surprised to find that his complexion and demeanor were gradually improving, but in the depths of his pupils, there was still a lingering sentimentality.

"Young marshal......" Chen Qingzhi opened his mouth, emotional, but he didn't dare to be too loud.

Ning Chen didn't squeak, and suddenly remembered the promise he made to Huang Cripple in his heart, suddenly opened his eyes, and said weakly, "I'm hungry." ”

"I'm going to hot porridge." Nalan Guanyin cried with joy, turned around and left.

Shen Jianjun excitedly clapped his fist and paced in place.

Hua Rong also had an excited expression, and his eyes were unusually bright, but after realizing himself halfway, he sighed and read silently, "Senior Huang, thank you for all this you have done for the young marshal, Hua Rong assures you that Hua Rong can die in this life, and the young marshal can't hurt an inch again. ”

A few minutes later, Nalan Guanyin brought a bowl of light millet porridge.

Ning Chen opened his mouth to swallow, so angry that Nalan Guanyin reminded him repeatedly, slow down, be careful.

Chen Qingzhi stood aside, hesitating, as if he was in a hurry to report something.

"Say something." Ning Chen lowered his head and chewed rice porridge to remind Chen Qingzhi.

Chen Qingyi reported on the 510th, "Young marshal, Brother Bai Qi sent a secret report yesterday that Ning Zhixiao's second son Ning Cong was trapped by him on the road to the north, and he wanted to ask the young marshal about his attitude, ......"

Before Chen Qingzhi finished speaking, Ning Chen directly opened his mouth and popped out a word, kill!

"I'll tell Big Brother Bai." Chen Qingzhi turned around and wanted to leave.

Ning Chen waved his hand to stop it, and said in an indifferent tone, "I'll come in person." ”

Chen Qingzhi's expression froze for a moment, and he was in a dilemma.

"Jianjun prepares the car first, we will leave tomorrow, and we don't need to bring anyone on the way, just you and me, and Song Que." Ning Chen finished the last sentence, lay down on his back, and closed his eyes directly.

This made Chen Qingzhi and Hua Rong, who continued to persuade each other, helpless.