Beichuan City, people are panicked and restless.

The northern royal family, the Forbidden Ning family, why not?

In the early morning of tonight, Ning Jian, the old head of the Ning family, who had been in a prosperous life and was still powerful and energetic, slept quietly on a recliner in the backyard alone, and no one was allowed to enter halfway.

He is very tall and has deep pupils, even if he has already entered an advanced age now, he can vaguely see the worldly temperament between his eyebrows, which only belongs to a male lord.

When he was young, he was really sharp and invincible, and in the end, the 'Eight Mansions Patrol' monopolized the six characters and was called the Six Princes.

Lao Lai is even more alone in the north, covering the sky with one hand.

At this moment, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he put his hands together, leaned back on the chaise longue, and looked up at the hazy starry sky that had not yet dawned, and his vision gradually deepened.

'Grandpa, I will be the number one master in the world in the future, and the Ning family will be handed over to me at that time. ’

'Hetu, it's not easy to be the first in the world, how many people will stare at you then? How many people want to challenge you? After all, there are too many martial artists in the rivers and lakes, and there are too many people who sell their fame and reputation, and they will challenge the first few at every turn, and the purpose is that they naturally hope that the first war will rise and the world will be shocked. ’

'Yes...... I still want to be number one in the world. ’

'Why?' ’

Because only when you are the first in the world can you be qualified to protect your grandfather and protect the Ning family when you grow up. ’

The tall old man's gradually moist eyes, it seemed that he could no longer see the scenery of the sky, he sat upright, coughed a few times, rubbed his eyes, and coughed in a low voice.

"Old, old." Ning Jian drooped his head, chattering, and lost his mind.

In this life, Rong Ma fought and killed all sides.

I used to sweat and bleed, but I never shed tears, but in the end, when it was almost time to go into the coffin, I almost burst into tears.

A long sigh.

Lost consciousness again.

Fifty years ago, he made a name for himself in the north, at that time, the rivers and lakes were still rivers and lakes, the world was still in chaos, and there were no heroes from time to time, making the erector famous.

However, there are indeed many heroes who have emerged.

Nowadays, the rivers and lakes are getting farther and farther away, and there are more and more high-rise buildings.

Cars and bungalows have sprung up.

The north is no longer the famous place of the Jin Ge Iron Horse and the battlefield battle.

But the older generation of brilliant characters led by him Ning Jian still like to call themselves Jianghu people, even if ten or twenty years later, they still have no change in their original intentions.

After all, a one-day Jianghu person, a lifelong Jianghu guest.

Perhaps because he has always regarded himself as a Jianghu person, Ning Jian has educated his favorite grandson since he was a child, Hetu, you have to remember that you are a Jianghu person, since you are in the rivers and lakes, you must keep the word benevolence and righteousness in mind.

Righteousness.

Now, it is these two words that make the grandson who has been nurtured by himself since he was a child, not hesitate to fight with his life, fight to the death, and break into the Xishu Sword Pavilion alone.

"Now you, where is Huang Tianba's opponent, you stupid boy......"

Ning Jian didn't know how many times he sighed, so that in the end, he was weak, his expression turned pale, and it seemed that in an instant, he was dozens of years old.

Not long after, in the courtyard, where no one was strictly forbidden to enter, an old man walked in, dressed in a Tang costume, with a gray and white sheep's horn beard, and a thin figure, and his whole face gave people a kind and amiable feeling.

The old man with a sheep's horn beard glanced at Ning Jian lightly, and sighed, why are you doing this?

Then he sat at the stone table in the courtyard as if no one was around, poured himself a glass of wine, took a sip, turned his head and asked, "Do you want to take a sip to warm up?" ”

"I can't warm up." Ning Jian shook his head and rejected the other party's kindness.

"You have a bullish temper, you can't change it in your life, you obviously love Hetu the most, but you want to expel him from the house, and now you are forcing your grandson to turn against him, what are you going to do?"

The old man with a sheep's horn beard was angry and unbelievable.

After Ning Jian adjusted his emotions, he smiled lightly, "He is not opposed, it is difficult to convince the public, and it is difficult to explain to those people below, my Ning Jiahe map may not be limited to the talents of a family in the future." ”

When the old man said this, he stood up suddenly, his temperament changed greatly, he raised his head, and said arrogantly, "My Ningjia Hetu is the best candidate to become the co-master of the world and become a general in the eyes of everyone in the world!" ”

"I forced him to rebel in order to let him accumulate prestige and win people's hearts."

The wine picked up by the old man with a sheep's beard froze slightly for a long time, squinted and smiled, "Finally tell the truth." ”

"It's a pity for you, if you don't protect the evening festival, you will be accused of not distinguishing between right and wrong, and the price of being unfair, but you also have to hold up a co-owner of the world whose future is uncertain, is the price too great?" The old man with a croissage asked.

Ning Jian glanced at him, smiled and said nothing.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me?" The sheep's beard tucked his hands into his sleeves and stood up.

Ning Jian said two words, "Go south!" ”

"Huh?" The old man was silent, silent, or silent, for a long time, he raised his head with a complicated expression, and said helplessly, "I only owe you a favor once, if I promise you to go south today, it will be cleared in the future, are you sure?" ”

"Besides, your family's Hetu fought with Huang Tianba, whose force was much higher than his own, in Gusu City, and now he is going south, he may not have time."

Ning Jian cut the railway, "He won't die, you hurry up and get on the road, don't grind." ”

"Okay, okay, I'll go south, this thing is just my willingness, it's not a favor, it's always okay, right?" Before leaving, the old man with a sheep's horn did not forget to be greedy for a glass of wine, and then left after drinking.

It's a pity that he has a sheep's horn beard, but he actually only has seven fingers.

Now, he is an amiable old man.

In the past, the people of the rivers and lakes called him the seven-fingered magpie, and he was also one of the 'Eight Governors', and he monopolized the seven-character number.

Shen Que is taken from the divine doctor Bian Que.

……

Under the city of Gusu, it has begun to drizzle.

Huang Tianba's eyes were shocked to look at Ning Hetu, who was covered in blood, and still fought to the death, his heart was beating with fear, and his limbs were cold.

Such an iron-clad young man, who has lived for more than 50 years, has seen it for the first time, and has to be afraid.

"Sonorous!"

The big cool dragon sparrow fell in the air.

Huang Tianba, who had already had his right arm cut off, was caught off guard, and his left hand shot back, and with a clang, after the two famous swords collided, there were bursts of sparks.

Ning Chen approached with a few steps, and slammed Huang Tianba with his arm, taking dozens of steps backwards in a row.

Finally stopped by a wooden stake.

"Ahem......" Huang Tianba opened his mouth and coughed up red blood, and his futile five fingers grabbed Xingtian, and suddenly, his pupils constricted, and his whole body trembled.

The Heavenly Sword is broken.

One in half.

Huang Tianba's stunned eyes suddenly gradually dimmed, he laughed miserably, and said sadly, "A long time ago, I heard a sentence, I thought it was funny at the time, but now I think it's ...... It's really reasonable. ”

"I'd rather provoke the Hell Shura than open the sinner's river map." Huang Tianba muttered to himself, looking depressed.

Ning Chen carried the Great Liang Dragon Sparrow and approached step by step, "So? ”

"I think ......"

The big cool dragon finch rises in the wind.

Howling in the sky.

A sword seals the throat.