Marquis of Grand Xia

    Moonlight through the window paper, the shadow of the assassin is printed on it, the feeling of the sword into the body, wonderfully indescribable, it is like breaking a fragile porcelain, satisfying the destruction of humanity.

    Ning Chen doesn't think of his perversion, but in order to save his life, he doesn't mind the feeling of this metamorphosis.

    “hmm…

    There was a sigh of noise outside the door, it was a woman’s voice, very clear, and could not conceal it.

    Ning Chen doesn't like to beat women, let alone kill women, except for women who want him.

    With a bang, the door was smashed by the wheelchair, and Ning Chen swept out of the room, and Black Ink Sword in his hand, carrying the woman's body, entered a three-step distance.

    Suddenly, a terrible arrow in the distance came instantly, and it was so wonderful that it was inevitable.

    You again?

    Ning Chen's scorpion shrinks and his heart is furious. This is the third time. It is really endless.

    Black Ink Sword turned around and took the woman's body in front of the wheelchair, and immediately slammed into it, and the arrow penetrated through the body, piercing the woman's body.

    The momentary delay caused Ning Chen to have a chance to react. The left hand grabbed the arrow from the body, but when a huge force came, the whole body was suddenly shaken back three steps, and when it hit a half-destroyed On the door.

    “Ewww.”

    Ning Chen is stuffy in his mouth, a touch of blood is printed from the left chest and dyed red clothes.

    The arrow enters the body in half, and eventually it is unable to stop, and can no longer enter.

    Ning Chen is full of cold sweat, this arrow is too dangerous, he is not Xia Miaoyu, can not completely take this person's arrow.

    A woman who is dead can no longer die, her eyes are lost, and she is unable to fall.

    Ning Chen pulled out the arrow on his chest and was afraid of it. If there was no woman blocking it, it would be him to lie down now.

    "This person can't stay"

    Ning Chen's cold sweat behind him has not disappeared. Only when he has taken it in front will he know how terrible this man's archery is.

    However, he found out that the person’s arrow was shot at most once.

    Moreover, this person has never been exposed.

    At the time when Zhangsun was assassinated, he suspected that at the time, if the person came out to intercept, he and Zhangsun had no chance to survive. Even after he pulled Zhangsun and suddenly broke into the crowd, there was no second arrow.

    There are indications that this archery person is very likely to be inconvenient to move. Once he leaves his sight for the first time, there is no danger.

    Coincidentally, his actions are also very inconvenient.

    But he has a good wheelchair.

    The next moment, the wheelchair turned nine times, and Ning Chen quickly swept forward. He was not worried that there would be an arrow at this time. It is always difficult to shoot the target.

    The woman did not die in white. At least he saw the exact direction of the arrow when the woman was shot through a cool body. The arrow of this person was too fast. If not, he would judge according to his body. It is.

    There are not many places in the Imperial City overlooking the Lingyan Pavilion. It is not difficult to make a position by the direction of the arrow. The only thing he has to worry about is how strong the role of Dao Protector is.

    Under the cold moonlight, a black light crossed the night, Academy's Teacher Lu was a Heavenly Crafts wizard, and the black wheelchair was much faster than imagined after the True Qi.

    Ning Chen looked at the stupa in front of it, and it took a cold light.

    The Grand Xia letter has very few Buddhas, and he does not believe it.

    The Buddha speaks of the afterlife, but he cares more about this life.

    If there is another afterlife, he hopes that the world will be peaceful.

    The stupa is very tall, with light, not candlelight, but the moonlight reflected by sarira.

    It is said that a long time ago, in this Great Land, Buddhism was popular. After the High Monk was gone, it was possible to leave sarira.

    The existence of this stupa is far older than the history of the Grand Xia Jianchao. Although the Grand Xia does not believe in Buddhism, it will also renovate the long-standing pagoda of Years.

    Soon, Ning Chen came under the pagoda and looked at it, thinking about going up, or waiting.

    In the end, he decided to go up. If the dead person stayed there for one night, wouldn't he have to wait for a night like a fool?

    Is he a fool, obviously not…

    The stairs are the most annoying thing for Ning Chen, and the wheels are not suitable for climbing up and down.

    The stupa is very tall, and the stairs are naturally many, which makes him really waste a lot of effort.

    The wind at the top of the pagoda was very big, and Ning Chen’s eyes narrowed slightly. I don’t know when he had developed this habit.

    There are two people waiting in front of there, a man, a disabled person.

    The man holds a Xiao in his hand and sees the teenager who is coming, his brow wrinkles.

    The disability turned around hard, grinning, and the ugly face seemed disgusting.

    Long and wonderful, the combination is also wonderful.

    Ning Chen said in his heart that the disability is like this, how could he still catch up with him and Zhangsun.

    He can't move his legs, and the person in front of him seems to have only two hands to move.

    Such a person can practice such an arrow, and it is really terrible.

    As for the man next to Xiao, Ning Chen didn't care too much. Here, the biggest threat to him was the bow in the hands of the disabled, and the man holding Xiao had no Aura.

    The powerful Martial Artist is difficult to completely disguise Aura unless it is in Innate Boundary. The stronger the person, the stronger the oppression.

    The blue bow in the hands of the disabled is too dangerous. He doesn't know if his guess is true. If the disabled can shoot the arrow of power and horror indefinitely, there is no need to fight today.

    Ning Chen's whole body remarks, slowly withdrawing Black Ink Sword from the wheelchair. Today, he must get rid of this terrible enemy. He doesn't want to be shot in the street by a silent arrow.

    The man is also very dignified. He feels dangerous from the juvenile sword. This is not a wasteland. His strength is greatly reduced.

    In the presence, only the ugly disability has been laughing, the distortion of laughter, the abnormality of laughter.

    Suddenly, bowing, arrowing, and arrows are like a meteor, and the moment has come to the front.

    Ning Chen resisted, and the local voice, the arrow drawn a piece of Mars, was shaken out by Black Ink Sword.

    The disabled smiles more brilliantly, the ugly face twists and looks a little scary.

    Ning Chen's look is unchanged, and such an arrow does not pose a threat to him.

    The north wind on the top of the tower is getting colder and colder, and the high-hanging cold moon shines on the three people, adding a little bit of coldness to this battle of death and death.

    The man picked up Xiao in his hand and put it on his lips. Ning Chen’s heart shook, and the subconscious felt it wrong. Black Ink Sword moved and bullied.

    Whoosh-

    An arrow went again, blocking the way, so that he had to return to the sword to resist.

    Hmmm…

    The next moment, a low and gloomy whisper sounded above the stupa, and the sound of screaming made people feel indulged.

    The magic sounds the soul, straight to the heart, Ning Chen right hand turn, Black Ink Sword has no mercy into the leg, but a sense of pain came, forcibly dispelling the feeling of faintness in the brain.

    However, at this moment, a more dazzling arrow than Ming Yue has arrived, and the cold wind of the arrow screams and screams.

    "What is waiting for you"

    Ning Chen's eyes were cold, not flashing, and in front of the body, a big black umbrella slammed open, instantly covering the glaring arrows.

    "Hong!"

    A loud bang, the arrow light hit the big black umbrella, and the most horrible sound wave was knocked out. The three people in the room only felt the pain of the both ears, and the blood in the body continued to tumbling.

    The wheelchair was shaken by a giant force for three feet, and it was only able to stop. The big black umbrella was completely abolished and a big hole was blown out. However, this terrible arrow was also exhausted and unable to fall.

    Ning Chen didn't feel bad at all. The left hand fixed the big black umbrella from the sides of the wheelchair and then threw it aside.

    This thing, back to Academy and let Old Lu head one, is nothing to be distressed.

    The one that can block the next arrow is that he earned it.

    The structure of the wheelchair was proposed by him. The design method and materials were prepared by Old Lu. Both of them were not attached to the righteous gentleman. Therefore, the biggest role of the wheelchair is the yin and life.

    "Well, the organs are used up, and no one owes anyone. Let’s start again, fair war."

    Ning Chen turned the wheelchair up and down, faintly opening.

    The man stepped forward and put away Xiao in his hand, then pulled a machete from behind him and looked at the boy in front of him coldly, taking the battle invitation.

    Hanja

    Ning Chen said with appreciation, Black Ink Sword in his hand trembled, hoarfrost condensed, bringing a touch of chill.

    He likes the behavior of such a gentleman.

    The man moved first, and a scimitar like a moon, the most fierce killing, he knows his strengths, it should not be considered the strengths of strengths.

    Among the three people present, he is the fastest.

    Men are very good at using their own knives. The people on their grasslands have a machete that belongs to them when they are young. They have become the closest partners for many years.

    In the face of the machete, Ning Chen raised his sword and fell his sword. It was simple and pure, without any moves.

    However, it is this simple sword, or a knife, which makes the man look drastic and finds that he can't avoid it anyway.

    He did not know that this is the sword that the teenager is best at, and the front line is the restricted area.

    Ning Chen spent more than two months in the Academy. This knife has fallen thousands of times, and the familiar ones are almost inscribed.

    Men can't avoid it, they can only block the knife, the blade and the sword meet, and they both slam, and both of them are three points into the ground.

    Whoosh-

    An ink-colored light smashed between the two, and the man's eyes shrank, and it flashed an incredible amount.

    "you…you……"

    The man fell, and a dark yoke was still shaking in the chest. He didn't understand it. He didn't mean to start again and fight for a fair fight.

    "A fool, I lied to you"

    Ning Chen's mouth bends a cold arc and opens.

    What is fair, you die, I live, this is fair.

    In the world, the most unbelievable is the enemy. Knowing that it is an enemy, you will believe that it is not a fool. What is it?

    "Now, there are two of us left, you said, how do we solve it?"

    Ning Chen turned the wheelchair a few steps forward and looked at the disability in front of him, coldly says.

    There is no suspense in the rest of the battle. The bow and arrow are still weapons of long-range attack. At such a close distance, he will not give him a chance to bend.

    Ha ha

    I was eccentrically smiling, didn't ask for mercy, didn't shoot the arrow in my hand, grabbed the guardrail at the top of the tower with my right hand, and shook the guardrail hard. Immediately, the body fell backwards like a broken kite.

    "Zhao Family people will come to you sooner or later"

    The fallen person does not have any nostalgia for the world. Only the cursed voice echoes in the night sky.

    Ning Chen has a glimpse of his eyes. He doesn't know what Zhao Family is, but he knows that he survived today.

    The sarira on the stupa still exudes a soft light. The Buddha said that he laid down the butcher knife immediately becoming Buddha, but he never thought that if he put down the butcher knife, he could only become a ghost.

    Still, if there is another afterlife, he hopes that the world will be peaceful.

    (ps: Book group group number, like the lively can come in, the man is certified left, the woman is certified right, the shemale is not accepted for the time being!)

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