Wow!

The abyss is full of wind.

Ning Chen could clearly see that Qin Moxie raised his right hand, pulled out the wooden hairpin that tied up his long hair, and looked at it carefully with a few eyes in his eyes.

After that, his lips held the wooden hairpin and smiled.

In the end, she turned around without hesitation.

Plunge into the undulating sea of clouds.

Ning Chen stood on the top of the cliff, looking at Qin Moxie who was gradually disappearing, not only did he have a sense of accomplishment, but he had a feeling of loss.

Such a peerless figure, just like that.

It's a bit of a pity.

There is no one in the world who is the strongest, and it is a rare existence, unlike one person who dies in the rivers and lakes, one person is less.

The death of this kind of character is equivalent to taking away the luck of hundreds of years in the rivers and lakes.

There is no one before and no one after us.

Maybe many years later, in the north, it will be difficult to find a transcendent existence that can be invincible at the age of thirty, let alone a woman.

However, this jump.

Could Qin Moxie really be buried in the world from then on?

Ning Chen always felt that Qin Moxie would not die so easily.

But, judging by the current situation, everything is settled.

"Huh."

The seven swords of the Ning family, which had been like thunder before, gradually dissipated at the moment when they completed the sword action, the martial arts luck stored by the seven saints in the big sword.

Urged by the mountain wind, it came to naught.

In the Battle of the Red River, the Ning family's seven swords were broken, and no one survived.

However, what is commendable is that there are only seven peerless swords forged from the finest materials, the sword has been broken, and the person is still there.

Xu You's seven people, although they were seriously injured, became mortals.

But after all, he didn't die on the banks of the Red River.

Jianghu people, the final destination, is by no means a battlefield.

"Boom."

Not far away, Li Beware, who has been strengthening the qi machine and stabilizing his body from falling.

The pace is staggering.

Sit on the spot.

Both the face and the demeanor have become extremely decadent and decaying.

The fact that a dignified sage-level figure was beaten to this situation shows the terrifying nature of Qin Moxie.

If it weren't for the three of them joining forces, and with the loss of a saint, the Jedi fought back, maybe Wang Xianbing would not be the only one who died today.

"Hey."

Facing the wind, let out a long sigh.

Ning Chen turned around and sat next to Wang Xianbing.

One hundred and eight white-clothed guards have begun to enter the field to control this area.

Naturally, there is a deep meaning in doing so, and today's World War I has attracted worldwide attention, and now it is even more of a heavy loss.

If there is a comparable master at this time, carry out a sneak attack.

Whether it was Li Dangxin at the end of the strong crossbow, or Ning Chen, who was physically deprived, he had no strength left to parry.

"Before Qin Moxie leaves, let me be careful of you."

Ning Chen glanced at Li Careful with deep meaning, and directly spoke openly and honestly.

Before leaving.

And not before death.

It was enough to see that Ning Chen didn't believe that Qin Moxie really just disappeared.

Li Jingxin put aside his eyes, swept towards Ning Chen lightly, and did not reply.

That kind of meaning seems to say, I am a great god, and I don't care about your junior character.

"Ning Jian was known for being good at calculation and far-sightedness back then, and now it seems that if this is the case, he even made a few backstrokes, admired, admired."

Li Careful raised his head, carefully catching the wisps of sword qi floating in the void, and finally sighed, "It's a pity." ”

Jianghu Wufu, the most important luck.

Once forcibly dispersed the martial arts luck, it is equivalent to completely becoming a mortal.

However, this is not the point.

The key is that the martial arts luck that the Seven Saints shook was actually injected into the sword to deal with the Euphorbia Army and Qin Moxie.

If all of them are passed on to Ning Chen, Xing may be able to offer a supreme powerhouse.

Even if the chances of success are slim, at least there is a possibility.

Now, it's lost in vain.

Ning Chen seemed to guess what Li was thinking, so he replied, "It's not too much to chew, it's too much." ”

"That's true." Lee Beware echoed.

Seven wisps of martial arts luck are certainly precious.

It can be kept for oneself at one time, and it may cause the terrifying consequences of backlash.

At this point, Li Dangxin and Ning Chen both knew it.

"What are your plans for the future?"

Li Dangxin asked suddenly.

Ning Chen raised his eyebrows and smiled without saying a word.

The two seemed to sit together calmly for the first time, and then back to back, chatting quietly.

It's all messy though.

But it is quite a Jianghu person, with an unrestrained and chic attitude.

Ning Chen's index finger stroked the corners of his upturned mouth, and said lightly, "It's okay and too much, what can you do?" ”

"The Dafeng Dynasty and the Northern Dynasty have opened up orthodoxy, so you don't have the idea of rising up and taking advantage of the situation to stand on your own?" Li Careful deliberately asked in a hoarse voice, and the implication of the words can be seen.

Now there is complete chaos in the north.

To paraphrase the precedent of heroes in troubled times, today's situation, as far as Ning Chen is concerned, is indeed in the right place at the right time.

If you don't stand now, when will you wait?

Ning Chen's brows were deep, and then he thought about Wang Xianbing's previous words, the merit, high, shock, and master cannot be left since ancient times.

It's inevitable to be upset.

As soon as the conversation changed, he asked, "You say, Li Chunyang of the Northern Dynasty, what will happen in the future?" ”

"The end?"

Li Careful pondered the meaning of this sentence, and then laughed, "Didn't Wang Xianbing tell you before he died?" ”

Ning Chen fell silent.

Li Careful continued, "The rivers and lakes have the rules of the rivers and lakes, and the battlefields also have the rules of the battlefield. ”

"Li Chunyang supported his troops and respected himself, openly rebelled against the orders of the Northern Dynasty, and attacked the Purple Forbidden without authorization, to put it bluntly, before making such a plan, he understood his future end."

Li Jing sighed faintly, and his tone was light.

It seems that I am used to seeing such a situation in the past, so I am not surprised.

The more chaotic the north is, the more battles are fought, the longer Li Chunyang will live.

Once the foundation of the Northern Dynasty is firmly established, or the situation in the north is stable, Li Chunyang will definitely die.

Even if he dies on the battlefield in advance, he can't escape the order to be held accountable, open the coffin and whip the corpse, or crush the bones and scatter ashes?

In short, it won't end too well.

Moreover, none of the nine clans can escape, and all of them have to pay the price of settling accounts after the autumn for Li Chunyang's current measures.

"Is it worth it?" Ning Chen sighed.

Li Dangxin smiled lightly, "Battlefield generals, you can see it." ”

"Unless he goes the other way." Li Beware said suddenly.

"What?" Ning Chen's brows lit up and he asked.

Li Careful first added inexplicably, "According to Li Chunyang's character, he shouldn't take that path, after all, Huangfu Taiyi is kind to him." ”

Shaking his head, he replied to Ning Chen's question, "Chen Qiaobing has changed, and the yellow robe has been added." ”

Instead of being subject to the autumn reckoning of the Northern Dynasty.

It is better to set up a dynasty on your own.

In other words, rebellion.

After all, Li Chunyang now has hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses, and his family is fat enough to stand on his own, and at most he will end up with an unjustifiable tongue.

Ning Chen blinked, thoughtful.

(End of chapter)