Marquis of Grand Xia

In the blizzard, the teenager in the wheelchair walked alone, the lone figure was so unremarkable but so clear in the silver coat.

The wheelchair was crushed in the snow, and there was a gurgling noise. Ning Chen had served Tianshen grass, and the true qi in his body was also cold, so he was not afraid of cold than most people, but the pain from his legs kept him His face was pale.

Unconsciously, he has been in this world for almost half a year, not long, but has gone through ups and downs.

The northbound road had no purpose. Ning Chen went where he was. He had silver from the academy, and he could get the wood.

Sometimes he spent the night in the wilderness and was hungry, so he ate some dry food or hit a hare or something. When he was thirsty, he ate a bite of snow. In the snow, the most important thing is water.

The time under the heavy snow is too long, the pedestrians have rarely traveled, the caravan is also waiting for the sunny day, the whole world looks so quiet, and the silence is a bit scary.

Loneliness is the only and unchanging scenery. Gradually, Ning Chen is used to loneliness and the pain in his legs, so he does not feel lonely or painful.

Sometimes used to be a terrible thing, it can gradually take everything for granted.

Shu Road is difficult, it is difficult to go to the blue sky, Ning Chen is not taking the Shu Road, but for him, the snow road under him is no less difficult than the Shu Road.

People only know how to cherish when they are lost. Once they were young and frivolous, they are now looking back. What Ning Chen can do every day is just to keep walking, sitting in a wheelchair, and keep walking.

Martial arts entered the country much faster than before. The cold and snowy days seemed to be of great help to him. Between his hands, frost blooms and condenses, just like a little snowfall.

The cultivation of Sipin in the day after tomorrow is pretty good in this world, not to mention, his cultivation practice is less than half a year.

He was lucky. Since he practiced, he has been instructed by the world's rare strong men. He even contacted the dean, even though he was comatose at that time.

After five days of walking, Ning Chen finally ceased to be an endless wilderness. He came to an ancient city, Luoyue City.

The name of the ancient city is very special. I heard that there is a lunar stream outside the city. It is very steep, but it is also the nearest road between the north and the south. Most of the passing caravans choose to pass between the mountain streams.

The snow gradually stopped, and the sky hadn't cleared yet. However, after more than a month, people still went out of the house, swept the snow, and went up the street.

The ancient city gradually became more and more lively, the cries of things, the bargaining of passers-by, the quarrels of couples, and the crying of children being beaten.

Ning Chen was sitting in a wheelchair, quietly watching the world, and he was in a calm mood, just like passing by. In fact, he was really just passing by.

"drive"

Suddenly, a rapid horseshoe broke this calm. On the far corner of the street, one person drove quickly on the street, and in a flash, the passers-by panicked and jumped.

Ning Chen was in the middle of the street, and could have had time to avoid it, but when he turned the wheelchair to hide, his hands stopped again.

Why should he hide?

Isn't he hiding enough in his life?

On the street, the people had dispersed, and only the horse coming from Mercedes Benz was still sitting in the middle of the road.

Some people exclaimed, others worried, and others were gloating.

In front of the crowd, there was a woman dressed in a light blue shirt, beautiful eyes, a little sad, but also curiously calmed down and looked at the young man in the middle of the road.

The dark horse ran, and there was a sneer on the young man's face.

"Bang"

There was a loud horror, the dark horse mourned, and the snowflakes flying in the sky, the teenager in the wheelchair sat there steadily, immobile.

The young man ’s hand was pressed against the dark horse ’s face, so the dark horse could n’t move.

The young man on the black horse fell with a loud bang, and it fell badly, with blood on his face.

"court death"

The young man immediately climbed up, his face ugly, and he pulled out the sword from his waist and cut it towards Ning Chen.

"Ugh"

Ning Chen sighed, not knowing what to sigh.

The next moment, an ordinary hatchet swung down the perfect edge.

Why is it perfect, because this knife Ning Chen has been waving for more than two months, I don't know how many times.

"Ding"

With a crunch, the sword in the young man's hand broke off without any suspense.

The young man was stunned, and the pedestrians on the road were also stunned. Only the teenager quietly turned the wheelchair and slowly left.

The curiosity in the beautiful woman's eyes is even stronger, the strange boy Lang.

Ning Chen felt the curious gaze of the women in the crowd. After glancing at it, she continued to leave. The pretty woman only looked a little sick. Although it was well covered up, the faint fatigue could not be covered up.

During the journey, the encounter between people is fate and God's will. Ning Chen turned the wheelchair and passed the woman, no longer looking at each other, no longer looking back, and gradually away.

Next to the "Miss" woman, an old lady called softly.

"He is very similar to me," the woman's eyes flashed tiredly, and said softly.

"Miss is the smartest person in the world, and no one can match the young lady," the old lady affirmed.

"He looks like me"

The woman said it again, her tone was dull, but there was an unquestionable majesty.

After hearing this, the old lady was silent and dared not refute it.

"Go"

The woman spoke, and immediately walked in the opposite direction to the teenager.

A short episode can't change anything. One has to travel north and one has to go south. Passing each other is already a fate of the previous life.

The scenery of the Northern Kingdom is the most beautiful. Ning Chen spent a day in Luoyue City. At night, looking at the prosperity of this ancient city and the imperial city, the calm heart actually had a hint of nostalgia.

"There are ghosts"

Outside the city, a cry of sorrow came. Soon, the city was frightened, and a ghost sedan appeared from Luoyuejian. The black and white impermanently opened the road.

Many people have witnessed this horrible scene and ran back one by one like crazy.

Ning Chen was the least believer in ghosts and spirits, but now he is confused.

If there are no ghosts in the world, what is his experience?

Denying the ghosts and spirits largely means denying his existence.

Ning Chen pushed the wheelchair towards Luoyuejian. He really wanted to see if there were ghosts in this world.

There were obviously people in his city who thought about him, but when ordinary people could not escape, they hurried away.

The woman in the pale blue shirt is one of them. She was about to leave the city and returned to her.

"Miss, you are weak, you should not be near these ghostly things," the old lady said with a worried face and gently persuaded.

"There should be no ghosts in this world," the woman's beautiful face didn't change much, she answered calmly.

The old lady knew to persuade, but she could only follow her. She was not afraid of ghosts, but the lady was too weak.

The cold wind blew past, the woman's face pale, coughed a few times, but the pace under her feet still did not stop.

At night, the mountain stream outside the city is very cold, especially after more than a month of heavy and intermittent snow, the snow is closed to the mountain, the road of the mountain stream is also blocked, and the shallowest snow is thicker than the knee, making it difficult to move forward.

By the time everyone came to the mountain stream, the ghost ghost sedan had disappeared, the ox-headed horse face, black and white impermanence had disappeared, and only the coldest evil atmosphere lingered on the mountain stream for a long time.

The "Ghost Girl" woman looked at it for a long time, and then said two words lightly.

"There should be no ghosts in this world"

At this moment, a confused voice came and responded.

A bit of sarcasm flashed across the woman's beautiful face, saying, "There are even innate monsters like this in this world, why can't there be ghosts"

Ning Chen was silent and replied after a while, "Congenital is also a human"

The woman snorted coldly and said, "How do you know that ghosts were not human?"

Ning Chen was silent again, not knowing how to answer.

I didn't see what I wanted to see. Before the mountain stream, most people were disappointed. Ning Chen also turned his wheelchair and walked towards the city.

The woman stepped forward and stood behind Ning Chen, a pair of slender and beautiful hands pushing the wheelchair.

The old woman glanced at the surprised color, not because of the identity of the young lady. She was surprised that this scene seemed too natural, as if it should be like this.

"Thank you" Ning Chen said softly.

"Well" the woman accepted calmly.

The two were in tandem, Ning Chen was sitting in a wheelchair, and the woman was pushing the wheelchair without much words, but was walking quietly. In the night, the moon covered by the dark clouds accidentally revealed a hint of moonlight, and turned very shy. Shrink back.

"Excuse me, girl name"

"Moon Spirit"

"How about you, son?"

"Ning Fan"

The two said their names, Ning Fan said Ning Chen at will, and Yueling also started at will.

For the two people, the name is nothing more than the salutation, and what is the difference between true and false?

"Ning Gongzi, where do you want to go?" Yue Ling asked.

"To the north, where is Ling Ling?" Ning Chen asked casually.

"Southside" Yueling replied.

"What a coincidence"

"Yes"

The two walked around the city at random, and the old woman followed, not too close.

The night of Luoyue City is very beautiful. The lights are bright in front of the riverside in the city. The cold days can't stop the talented ladies and beautiful women from writing words on the riverside.

The place of fireworks is always lively.

"People seem to like this kind of place"

Yueling looked at Ning Chen and said, his words were calm, and there was no irony, but he was just elaborating a fact.

"Just remembered some old friends," Ning Chen replied.

This time, there was a flash of difference in Yue Ling's eyes. Ning Chen wasn't like a person who had nostalgia for fireworks. How could there be an old person in such a place.

Ning Chen did not explain. Today, he saw soaps being sold in some places in the city ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ The price is not expensive, and ordinary people can afford it. It seems that the woman Yue Hanyi is not bad enough Salvage.

Somehow, he didn't like Yue Hanyi, even though he knew that Ling Yange was pretty good to the women in it.

"I haven't been here for a long time, but I didn't expect that there is something more called soap in the Central Plains."

"The girl is not a Central Plains?" Ning Chen asked.

"Oh," Yue Ling shook his head and didn't want to talk about it any more.

"Ning Gongzi, can Yueling take a pulse for you"

"Girl still knows medicine?"

Ning Chen asked strangely, but stretched out his arm obediently.

"Long illness becomes a doctor"

Moon Spirit calmly replied, turning the finger on the former's wrist.

After a while, Yueling withdrew his right hand and said, "The young man seems to have been extremely injured and fell from a height, causing severe damage to the meridians and bones of both legs."

"The girl really is the magic doctor" Ning Chen softly applauded.

"The magician does not dare to do it, but Moon Spirit is a little curious. It is really a miracle to survive with the injury of the son. I wonder which magician has such a brilliant medical technique?

Yueling asked curiously. Under the sky, she had not heard of anyone who could have such a medical technique.

Ning Chen was silent and did not answer.

Yueling didn't ask any more, but said slowly, "Actually, the injury to the son is not completely hopeless. According to Yueling, there are at least three things in the world that can cure the leg injury of the son.

"What?" Ning Chen narrowed his eyes and asked.

"The Heavenly Book of the God of Yongye, the Heavenly Lake of the Northern Mongolian Court, and the Innate Pill of the Great Summer Palace" Yueling said rightfully.

"Oh," Ning Chen chuckled and said, "The girl laughed."

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