Marquis of Grand Xia

Moonlight penetrates the window paper and prints the shadow of the assassin on it. The feeling that the sword is in the body is indescribably wonderful. It is like breaking a fragile porcelain, satisfying the destruction of humanity.

Ning Chen doesn't think of his pervert, but, in order to save his life, he doesn't mind experiencing this perverted feeling once.

"Ok"

There was a mumble outside the door. It was the woman's voice, which was very clear and could not be concealed.

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

With a loud bang, the door of the room was hit by a wheelchair, Ning Chen swept out of the room, and the ink sword in his hand moved forward, carrying the woman's body, and entered a three-step distance in a row.

Suddenly, a terrible arrow in the distance came in an instant, and it was so wonderful that people could not avoid it.

"you again!"

Ning Chen's eyes shrank, and his heart was furious. This was the third time, and it was really endless.

As soon as the ink sword turned, the woman's body was blocked in front of the wheelchair, and immediately, the arrow light penetrated through the body and penetrated the woman's body.

The instantaneous delay gave Ning Chen a chance to react. The left hand grabbed the arrow that came out of the body, but a great force came, and the whole body was suddenly shocked three steps back, and suddenly hit the half-destroyed On the door.

"Uh"

Ning Chen groaned in his mouth, and a trace of blood was printed from the left chest, dyeing the red shirt.

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

Ning Chen was covered in cold sweat. This arrow was too dangerous. He was not Xia Miaoyu and could not take this person's arrow completely.

The woman who is already dead can no longer die, her eyes are lost, and she falls helplessly.

Ning Chen pulled out the arrow in his chest, and he was afraid in his heart that if there was no woman to stop him, he was lying down now.

"This person cannot stay"

The cold sweat behind Ning Chen hasn't disappeared yet. Only by taking it in front can you know how terrible this person's archery is.

However, he discovered that the most frequent shot of this person was the shooting of three arrows.

Moreover, this person has never appeared.

He had suspected that when Chang Sun was assassinated, at that time, if this person came out to intercept, he and Chang Sun had no chance of alive, even after he pulled Chang Sun into the crowd and made a decisive second arrow.

All signs infer that this archer is likely to have limited mobility, and 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.

At the next moment, the wheelchair turned nine times, and Ning Chen's figure swept forward quickly. He was not worried that an arrow would come at this time. It was always difficult to shoot a moving target like an arrow.

The woman did n’t die in vain. At least he saw the exact direction of the arrow when the woman was shot through a cool body. This person ’s arrow was too fast. If not, he would have to judge according to his body to the underworld Too.

There are not many places in the Imperial City that overlook Lingyan Pavilion. It is not difficult to locate through the direction when the arrow comes. The only thing he has some concerns about is how strong the role of the protector is next to this person.

Under the cold moonlight, a black light crossed the night. Mr. Lu of the Academy was a Tiangong Wizard. After being urged by Qi, the black wheelchair was much faster than imagined.

Ning Chen looked at the pagoda in front of him and swept a very cold light in his eyes.

Daxia believes very few Buddhas, and he does not.

Buddha talks about the afterlife, but he cares more about this life.

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

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

It is said that a long time ago, Buddhism once prevailed on this land. When the monks died at that time, there might be relics left behind.

The existence of this stupa is much longer than the history of the Great Xia Jian Dynasty. Although Da Xia did not believe in the Buddha, he would also renovate this stupa with a long history.

Soon, Ning Chen came to the pagoda and looked at it, thinking whether to go up or wait.

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

Is he a fool, obviously not ...

The stairs are Ning Chen's most annoying thing. Wheels are not suitable for climbing up and down.

The stupa was very tall, and there were many stairs, which made him really useless.

The wind at the top of the stupa was very strong. Ning Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't know when he had developed this habit.

There are two people waiting in front, one man and one disabled.

The man was holding a Xiao in his hand and frowned when he saw the coming teenager.

The disabled turned around hard, grinning, and his ugly face looked disgusting.

Long wonderful flowers, the combination is also wonderful.

Ning Chen said in his heart, how can he still catch up with him and his grandson if his disability becomes such a situation.

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

It is really terrible that such a person can practice such arrows.

As for the man holding Xiao next to him, Ning Chen didn't care much at first. Here, the biggest threat to him was the bow in the hand of the disabled, and the man holding Xiao did not feel oppressive.

Unless the powerful warrior reaches the innate realm, it is difficult to completely conceal his breath. The stronger the person, the stronger the oppression it brings.

The green bow in the hand of the disabled is too dangerous. He does not know whether his guess is true. If the disabled can shoot that kind of powerful and terrifying arrows indefinitely, there is no need to hit it today.

Ning Chen's whole body notes, slowly drawing the ink sword from the wheelchair, today, he must get rid of this terrible enemy, he does not want to be shot dead by a silent arrow on the street one day.

The man's face is also dignified, he feels the danger from the young sword, this is not a wasteland, his strength will be greatly reduced.

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

Suddenly, the bow was bent, the arrow hit, and the arrow crossed like a meteor.

Ning Chen Hengjian resisted, and with a local sound, the arrow drew a Mars and was flew out by Mo Jianzhen.

The disabled smiled brighter, the ugly face twisted, and it looked scary.

Ning Chen's expression remained unchanged, and such an arrow could not pose a threat to him.

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

The man picked up Xiao in his hand and put it in his mouth. Ning Chen felt a shock in his heart. The subconscious felt wrong, and Mo Jian moved and deceived himself.

"Swoosh"

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

"Woo ..."

At the next moment, a low and gloomy sound of Xiao rang above the pagoda, and the roaring sound made the mind sink in a flash.

The magic sound captured the soul and reached his heart directly. Ning Chen turned his right hand. Mo Jian pierced the leg mercilessly, but a great pain came, forcibly dispelling the feeling of drowsiness in the brain.

However, at this moment, an arrow light dazzling than the bright moon has arrived, and the cold wind at the tail of the arrow is sizzling and irritating.

"Waiting for you"

Ning Chen's eyes were cold, and he did not shy away. In front of his body, a **** umbrella opened loudly, instantly covering the dazzling arrow light.

"boom"

With a horrible loud noise, the arrow of light hit the **** umbrella, hitting the most terrifying sound waves. The three of them only felt severe pain in both ears, and the blood in the body kept tumbling.

The wheelchair was three feet away from the giant shock before it was able to stop. The **** umbrella was completely abolished and a big hole was blown out. However, this terrible arrow also vanished and fell down weakly.

Ning Chen didn't feel distressed at all. He dragged the mechanism holding the **** umbrella from both sides of the wheelchair with his left hand, and then tossed it aside.

This thing, go back to the academy and let Old Man Lu pretend to be one, there is nothing to feel bad about.

He can earn an arrow if he can stop the arrow.

The structure of the wheelchair was proposed by him. The design method and materials were prepared by Lu Lao. Both of them could not be hung up with the gentleman. Therefore, the biggest role of the wheelchair is to protect the yin and save life.

"Okay, the government has run out of calculations, and no one owes anyone. Let's start again, a fair fight"

Ning Chen turned the wheelchair three feet forward and spoke lightly.

The man stepped forward, put away Xiao in his hand, and then pulled out a scimitar from behind, staring at the young boy in front of him coldly, and took up the battle post.

"Man"

Ning Chen said with appreciation, the ink sword trembling in his hand, Frost Hua condensed, bringing a touch of chill.

He likes this kind of gentleman's behavior.

The man moved first, and with a scimitar like a moon, he crossed the worst killing. He knew his strengths, which should not have been the strengths of the strengths.

Of the three present, he was the fastest.

Men are very good at using their own knives. The people on their grassland have their own scimitar when they are small. They have been with them for many years and have become their closest friends.

In the face of the scimitar, Ning Chen raised his sword and dropped it. It was simple and pure, without any moves.

However, it was this simple sword, or sword, that made the man's look change dramatically, and found that he could not avoid it anyway.

He didn't know that this was the sword the teenager was most good at. The front line was the restricted area.

Ning Chen chopped firewood for more than two months in the academy. This knife has been dropped thousands of times, and the familiar ones are almost carved into the bone.

Men can't avoid it, they can only use a horizontal knife to block it. uukanshu.com saw the swords together, and with a bang, both of them were three points into the ground.

"Swoosh"

A black light shone between the two, and the man's eyes shrank, and an unbelievable flash flickered.

"you you……"

The man fell, and a dark arrow in his chest was still trembling. He didn't understand, didn't he just say, start again, a fair fight?

"Fool, I lied to you"

Ning Chen's mouth curled up with a cold arc, and said.

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

In the world, the most unbelievable is the enemy, knowing that it is the enemy, and still believing, not a fool, what is it?

"Now, the two of us are left. You said, how do we solve it?"

Ning Chen turned a few steps on the wheelchair and looked at the disability in front of her, coldly.

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

"Ha ha"

The handicapped smiled strangely, did not beg for mercy, and did not shoot any arrows in his hand again. He grabbed the guardrail at the top of the tower with his right hand and shook the guardrail hard. In short time, he fell backward and fell like a broken kite.

"The Zhao family will come to you sooner or later"

The fallen people have no attachment to the world, only the sound like a curse reverberates in the night sky for a long time.

Ning Chen's eyes narrowed. He didn't know any Zhao family, but he knew that he survived today.

The relic on the stupa still exudes a soft light. The Buddha said to put down the butcher's knife to become a Buddha on the ground, but once thought about it, if he put down the butcher's knife, he can only become a ghost.

Again, if there is another life, he hopes the world will be peaceful.

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