Marquis of Grand Xia

Ten miles of maple forest, turning to the millennium, the millennium time, the sea and the sea.

Ghosts grew up a little, and read and read with their father, martial arts.

Ning Chen taught all of his meetings to ghosts, including Art of War, Sword Dao, and how to behave.

The millennium time is out of reach for mortal, but for the Avenue Saints it is just a snap.

The sage’s Shouyuan is almost endless. Although the ghost is not a saint, it is the only holy child in the world. Even after a thousand years, the appearance has not changed much, but it has grown a little.

Like the age of four or five-year-old children, ghosts and ghosts have begun to become somewhat naughty, often teasing Xiao Hulu and some small animals of Shili Fenglin. Sometimes, they ran out and will not return until sunset.

Ning Chen gave the greatest freedom to the ghosts, but only educated the ghosts about the truth. The rest of the things were left to the ghosts themselves.

In the millennium, the Grand Xia’s Gold Tent Royal Court was once destroyed, and the war broke out again and again. Peace is always hard to come by.

War and peace have become the eternal Samsara on earth, and again and again, no one can change.

From the youth to the sages of the avenue, Ning Chen has always hoped that the EMI of the dynasty will never come. As long as there are people, the war will never stop.

However, even so, Ning Chen still did not give up, waiting for the arrival of EMI.

“Hey, big fish.”

At this time, outside the Shili Fenglin, the ghosts and ghosts in their arms were running around with a fish that was almost as big as their own. The face was full of excitement and said.

“Slow down, don’t fall.”

Ning Chen had a flat smile on his face.

“Hey, eat grilled fish at night.”

Ghosts look forward to the color of color, said.

“Ok.”

Ning Chen nodded and whispered.

The night fell, in front of the wooden house, the bonfire was born, and Ning Chen put a bracket on the bonfire to grill the fish for the ghosts.

Ghostly sitting on the side, staring at the big fish on the bonfire, the slobber’s saliva fell off.

Just then, before the campfire, Ning Chen looked slightly and looked at Fenglin not far away.

The dark night sky, covering the line of sight, in the maple forest, behind a big tree, a little girl dressed in a ragged dress was hiding there, staring at the front, hungry, but did not dare to go forward.

It can be seen that the little girl has not eaten for a long time, the dress and the shoes are damaged, and it looks very pitiful.

“Ghost ghost, there is a young lady there, it seems to be hungry, are you going to call her to eat fish together?”

Ning Chen spoke before the campfire.

The ghosts heard the words and looked at the maple forest. After seeing the little girl, they nodded and said, “Okay.”

After that, the ghosts got up and ran to Fenglin.

Not too many meetings, the ghosts took the little girl to come, the little girl saw Ning Chen, still a little scared, afraid to speak.

Ning Chen was not in a hurry, just smiled at the little girl, tore a small piece of fish and handed it to the little girl.

“Eat.”

The aroma of fish flutters in the night wind, so tempting, the little girl who is hungry for two days can’t stop the food yòu huò, took the fish and stuffed it into her mouth.

“Don’t worry, there is still.”

Ning Chen tore off a piece of fish from the campfire and handed it to the little girl, whispering.

The little girl took the fish and ate it, and the little face fell on her face with tears.

“Sister doesn’t cry.”

Aside, the ghosts reached out and wiped the tears on the little girl’s face.

The little girl from the unknown has added a touch of change to this quiet night. Every time the little girl finishes eating a piece of fish, Ning Chen will hand it over again until the little girl shakes her head and says no.

The fish that the ghosts are holding back are very big, the little girl has not eaten much, and most of the remaining fish is still eaten by the ghosts.

The little girl looked at the ghost Ghost General and they were almost as big as the fish, and the small face was amazed.

“Hey, you have to eat more when you have a long body.”

Ghost General handed the last piece of fish to the little girl, said.

“I can’t eat it.”

The little girl shook her head gently.

The ghosts heard the words, and this was the last piece of fish to eat clean.

“What’s your name?”

When the two were full, Ning Chen wiped the oil from the hands of the two and asked.

“Butterfly.”

The little girl replied in a hurry.

Ning Chen looked at his eyes and quickly recovered his mind. “What about your parents?”

When I heard the question of the former, the little girl shed tears again, saying, “Hiccup, dead.”

Ning Chen was silent, after a moment, said, “You will follow me later, are you willing?”

Butterfly heard the words, first of all, and immediately returned to God, nodded hard, “willing.”

Although the young girl is young, she understands that in this troubled world, she alone cannot live alone. The benefactors in front of her willing to take her is equivalent to saving her life.

Ning Chen had a faint smile on his face and didn’t say anything more.

In the following days, Shili Fenglin added a little girl. Although she is only four or five years old, she is more sensible than a ghost.

Butterfly knows how to be grateful, and cares for the naughty ghosts.

Ghosts have an older sister who takes care of him. They are naturally happy. They usually follow the butterfly to the little tail every day.

In ordinary days, Ning Chen teaches the two little guys to read and write every day, that is, martial arts discussion the Dao.

However, in terms of Martial Dao, Ning Chen teaches them differently.

Ghosts are extremely intelligent, and everything is easy to learn. Ning Chen teaches more.

In contrast, Butterfly’s Martial Dao is a lot worse, and Ning Chen only teaches a Martial Dao.

Blade Technique.

The ultimate of Blade Technique, even though Ning Chen himself does not know, and the only Blade God in the world has fallen.

I don’t know if it is a coincidence or something. Butterfly’s understanding of Blade Technique is different from ordinary people, and it is a thousand miles away.

Just seven days before Butterfly’s tenth birthday, Ning Chen left Shili Fenglin one day. When he came back, he brought back a black thing like stone and stone.

For the next seven days, Ning Chen each day was very busy, and every time the ghosts got together, they would be reprimanded.

Ghosts are wronged, but they don’t bother.

In these seven days, Butterfly took care of the ghosts alone, and spent a lot of effort to make the little guy who was wronged happy.

Finally, on the day of Butterfly’s tenth birthday, Ning Chen’s hand, a black knives appeared, the blade was long and narrow, and the handle was gorgeous, like a butterfly, blooming point.

Butterfly saw his birthday present, and the tears in his mouth were hard to suppress, and he fell a little.

“Sister, let me see.”

The ghost looked at the knives, and the small face was full of envy, looking forward to it.

Butterfly handed the knives to the ghosts and whispered, “The ghosts will also have them in the future.”