Marquis of Grand Xia

Ning Chen didn't use the ink sword, because he didn't want to be recognized. As for the appearance, he sticked his beard and scars. Who knew who.

He is not Pan An, and people ca n’t forget it at a glance. Moreover, everyone in the world knows that he is dead and ca n’t die anymore. If someone associates with him, he really has nothing to say.

The lover's steward came out quickly and saw the unshaven, grimacing Ning Chen, who frowned unconsciously, so ugly.

"Please also ask your Excellency the name of the high surname" Lovers are polite.

"Jianmian Langjun, Baiyutang" Ning Chen raised his head arrogantly, the scars on his face wriggled, it looked a little scary, and it made people want to vomit.

"Brother Bai, I don't know what happened to come to the love house." The love housekeeper kept the nausea and continued to ask.

"Did I not say just now, the young man came to be a guest secretary!" Ning Chen didn't see his face, still doing his own thing, the nostrils arrogant.

After thinking for a while, Ning Chen added another sentence, "The younger man also came to marry the young lady of Qingwushuang"

He knew that there was a mistress named Qing Wushuang. At that time, he was still wondering why there are so many cheeky people in the world. There is a Qin Wushuang in the Qin family in Wushuangcheng, and there is another Qingshuang in Beimeng.

However, as soon as Ning Chen's words fell, he heard a cold voice coming from Fuzhong, "Come here, throw him out to me"

Between the words, a cold-looking woman walked out and looked at the ugly man in the courtyard, her beautiful eyes showing a strong disgust.

"You are loveless?" Ning Chen said in surprise, but the surprised expression with the scars on his face seemed too draconian.

The "Miss" love housekeeper hasn't been persuaded yet. Nine men in black have walked out and surrounded Ning Chen.

"Come on, the young man has tickled his hands recently, and is worried about not fighting. Little Niang Pi, wait for the young man to clean up this bunch of grandchildren and then teach you."

Ning Chen pulled out the broken iron sword on the ground, turned the wheelchair, and took two steps forward. Fortunately, as soon as he entered the city, he bought a sturdy wheelchair, otherwise he relied on the thing made by Ahu. Today Will not be able to fight.

The sword is a broken sword. Ning Chen just injected a trace of true energy, and felt that the body of the sword was showing signs of cracking. He hurriedly used it to draw back the true energy, and then wrapped a plume of true energy outside the sword body.

Ning Chen's arrogance made everyone on the scene very angry. Nine men in black attacked with a machete. The knife was fierce, and the move was inseparable.

There is no unbearable emotion on Qin Wushuang's indifferent face. It is already unforgivable for this person to trespass into the palace of love. He dare to speak imprecisely, which is almost impatient.

Nine people cooperated with each other, and the swords were in a chain. The swords were fiercer than the swords. The swords were more dangerous than the others. Ning Chen laughed, slammed the three offensives in front of him, and looked extremely rampant.

The words fell, Ning Chen's Qipin aura opened all over, and the sword was unreasonably wide open, and the nine quickly lost, and flew out with blood.

Seeing this, Qing Wushuang snorted coldly, Lian Bu moved, and immediately before Ning Chen, a palm was printed towards the latter's heart.

At the critical moment, Ning Chen condensed his fingers and touched his palms with a loud bang. The two of them swayed violently. The roots and the cultivation base confronted each other. The corners of the two people's mouths were stained red. , Rubble flew.

The head-to-head confrontation surprised both of them. Ning Chen's eyes cooled down, and the lovers really lay down the tiger and hide the dragon, but today, even if it is the Longtan Tiger's Cave, he has to break through.

Qing Wushuang was also shocked in his heart, but he didn't dare to pull back.

Ning Chen snorted coldly, the body exploded without giving in.

The splendid battle attracted the attention of several big men in the family of lovers. Immediately, a powerful palm appeared, separating the two stalemates.

The sky was full of dust, and a middle-aged man appeared, looking at Ning Chen, calmly saying, "Do you want to marry Wushuang?"

"I just thought, I don't want to think about it now, and look at the mood in the future." Ning Chen still arrogantly posed with the face that was beating.

The middle-aged man frowned and said, "Whether or not you want to enter the lover, you must first pass the test of the lover and follow the rules of the lover"

"What test, what rules" Ning Chen said suspiciously.

"The test is simple. Beat a disciple in Tsing Yi. As for the rules, wait until you pass the test." The middle-aged man explained, and immediately turned and walked towards the Fuzhong Hou Temple.

"Never ask for it" Ning Chen carried the broken iron sword in his hand and followed.

"Uh" After the two left, Qing Wushuang suddenly staggered, spitting out blood, but lost half a point in the previous duel.

The "Miss" steward immediately stepped forward and showed concern.

"Won't hinder" Qing Wushuang waved his hand, indicating that there was no hindrance, but there was a trace of fear in her eyes before she really underestimated the young man named Bai Yutang.

She had stepped into Budo Dapin for half a long time, but did not expect to eat a dark loss in the hands of this person. With such a foundation, the entire North Mongolia could not find a few.

In the back hall of the palace, Ning Chen followed the middle-aged man and saw at a glance the four old men in blue clothes. The breath was terrifying one by one, and the lowest one had nine ranks.

"Into the thief's den," Ning Chen murmured, with a subconscious smile on his face. However, he forgot that he was now a arrogant rammed goods, and even his ugly face.

So, this smile became a little scary, and the four lovers who were as tough as the old man couldn't help but feel annoyed. How could there be such an ugly person in the world.

"Which one of you is going to come together?" Ning Chen pointed his iron sword in his hand and said a hundred and five faces.

Qing Wushuang walked in, and at first glance saw the former's rampant look, but this time he didn't say anything, but walked to one of the old men in blue and whispered a word.

"Great elder, leave him"

The elder stunned and asked with a frown, "Why?"

Taking his cultivation as a natural one can feel that the cultivation of the young people in front of him is only in the realm of Qipin. Although he is already a leader among the younger generation, he has not yet reached the point where his lovers are desperate for all.

"I just lost," Qing Wushuang said honestly.

Hearing the words, the elder elder narrowed his eyes and tried hard to digest the shock brought to him by this sentence. He knew the strength of Wushuang better than anyone. The real eight-ranked strongman can also stay in the wind. Unexpectedly, today he lost to such an unsophisticated person.

"Lao Qi, you try him," the elder elder turned around and said.

"Great elder, this is not in line with the rules," the middle-aged man who brought Ning Chen in frowned slightly and interjected.

The lovers have rules, if you want to enter the lovers, you only need to defeat a Tsing Yi disciple. If you change to an elder, it is really difficult for a strong man.

Ning Chen is also a little flustered, he just said, they really plan to send an old Jiupin out?

Shameless?

"As long as he can support five strokes," the elder said lightly.

The middle-aged man frowned again, but did not continue to argue. The four elders were responsible for the assessment of the guest secretary, and he could not interfere too much.

Elder Seven is an older man, but at a younger age, he is still an old man.

Ning Chen was not angry, if he was also a ninth grade, he would definitely not know his mother who was beating this guy. The problem was that he was only a seventh grade!

An old man of Jiupin, bullying a disabled person of Qipin, can they do it?

"Who's afraid of who? Come on," Ning Chen burst into a throat and gave himself a breath.

"Young man, please," Seven Elders walked out and smiled.

"Old man, you are welcome"

During the conversation, Ning Chen slapped the wheelchair and flew out of the body.

"Young people, always too impatient"

In other words, on the side of the Seven Elders, the probing hand grabbed Ning Chen's right hand holding the sword. However, he felt that the sword front had turned in the air and sealed his throat.

"when"

The palms of the swords were joined together, and the elders of the sevens exerted their strength.

Thirty-two silvers were gone, Ning Chen was reluctant, and had no time to hurt, and saw the elder Seven waved his hand, and the broken sword fragments were shot into streamers, and he was ruthless.

Ning Chen, who was still in the air, had no time to dodge, and the dark yellow cyclone in the air sea was running, and the air of the thick soil quietly worked, immediately the whole body fell suddenly, avoiding the stream of light.

The Seven Elders frowned, reaching for Ning Chen again, but they saw the latter slamming the floor hard, and they bent into a weird angle, with their sword fingers condensed and their fingers broken.

"Bang"

The elders of the seven elders resisted and Jiu Pinxiu broke out, and he shocked him with a blow.

Ning Chen flew out, and UU read www.uukanshu.com returned to the wheelchair, looked at the old man who had been deceived, smiled broadly, and said, "There are already five tricks!"

The elder Seven stopped his body, snorted, and turned back to his seat. This kid's moves are so uncomfortable, there is no sign of it, and it seems that every move was only temporary.

Everyone present saw some clues, this young man is indeed not simple.

"Bai Yutang, from today on, you will be the guest secretary of the love family, and all the rules will be taught by Wushuang himself." The elder opened the door and set the outcome for this battle.

Aside, Qing Wushuang did not have any objections. She was the one who wanted to collect her, and she naturally taught it.

"Come with me" Qing Wushuang glanced at Ning Chen, indifferently said.

"Little Niang Pi, don't be arrogant. Sooner or later, one day the young man will give you the clothes to obey." Ning Chen whispered, but deliberately or unconsciously did not cover up, so that everyone present could hear clearly.

The cold in the eyes of Qing Wushuang flashed, and sneered, "I want to make me obedient, and wait until your surname is over."

In the backyard of Qingfu, an independent small courtyard, Ning Chen was led into it. Qing Wushuang dropped the next sentence, and then never wanted to face this ugly face for a moment.

"Tomorrow, wait for me in the main hall"

The figure that left was so indifferent that Ning Chen didn't care. When he entered the room and closed the door, he closed his eyes tiredly and disguised before him, always the most tired.

The strength of his lovers shocked him. There are four elders with more than nine ranks, and they do n’t seem to be all. Unexpectedly, the lovers of the North Mongolian Wangting have never shown the mountains and the waters have such a deep background. As a result, what he has to do is even more troublesome.

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