Chapter 1176: Night Lord

The first pavilion in the world, the night falls, the cold moon falls on the ground and the waterfall is cold. In the pavilion, the Xiaguang diffuses, the night master travels, and the world and the courtesy.
"Boom"
The pavilion vibrated, the pavilion door opened wide, and a figure in black with a high crown came out. It was cold and noble, with extraordinary temperament.
The night lord, the night lord who frightens people all over the world, dies again after a hundred years.
Taking one step, the space was distorted, and the figure of the night master disappeared out of thin air, disappearing.
The three imperial cities and the thirteen princes' palaces are brightly lit, illuminating the whole mansion as bright as daylight.
Inside the palace, the tea was rolling, the fragrance was tangy, and in front, the young man in plain clothes was making tea quietly, with a focused attitude and calm eyes.
Outside the hall, the void moved slightly, the night master appeared, and his eyes looked at the young man in the hall without disturbing.
For the tea ceremony, I haven't seen such a tea ceremony in a long time.
In the original magic world, the survival of the human race is not easy. There is no mood to study the past camellia and qin chess. Many lost techniques are almost invisible today.
After a long time, the tea was poured into the cup in the temple, clear and bright, the fragrance of the tea was scattered, and it was refreshing.
"Night Lord, please."
Ning Chen spoke calmly.
Outside the hall, the night master heard the words and gently nodded, saying, "Thank you."
Reaching for the wind and frost on his knees, the Night Lord stepped into the hall, sat down on his knees in front of the tea table.
The fresh tea is placed at the table, the fragrance is filled, the tea water, three or two green tea leaves are ups and downs, slender and full.
Yezhu picked up the tea, smelled the tea, and took a sip. The tea scented into the throat. After the fine tasting, it had a sweet and bitter aftertaste.
"Good tea"
Ye Jue's face was appreciative and admired, "His Royal Highness Tea Art is a master, really extraordinary."
"The word" Guru "doesn't dare to act."
Ning Chen calmly said, "The tea in the Prince's House is all the best in the world. It does not need too high tea skills to make tea. The way of tea, in my hundred years of experience, there is only one person who can get the name of the master, it is a pity , She has passed away. "
"That's a pity."
The Night Lord sighed, "A person who can be respected by His Royal Highness must be a rare talent in the world."
"The word Yicai is light."
Ning Chen picked up the tea cup and took a sip, silently said two words and said.
Her existence is like the brightest meteor, short and brilliant, and the only person who can deserve her evaluation is only five words, the first person in the world.
At least, no one can deny it when she was alive.
Even if you know your destiny, you must be inferior.
The tea is in the throat and the aftertaste is long. Ning Chen put down the cup in his hand and his thoughts returned.
Is he old, why have I always remembered things that year?
With a self-deprecating smile, Ning Chen calmed his mind and looked at the Lord of the First Pavilion in the world, calmly saying, "Sorry, remembering some past events, it's a little bit abnormal."
"Having unforgettable memories is not a bad thing."
The Night Lord didn't care, and the vicissitudes flashed in his eyes, saying, "His Highness, don't hide from you, before this visit, the Lord of the Cabinet still had doubts. However, after seeing His Royal Highness, all doubts in my heart were dispelled . "
"Oh?"
Ning Chen heard the words, squinted slightly, and said, "Does Lord mean you can trust Prince Ben now?"
"Your Highness said this, I don't deny it." The Night Lord picked up the teacup and replied.
"Night Lord really is a person who believes in others easily."
Ning Chen smiled and said indifferently, "The Lord of Night can lead the human race to survive so far, and admire it. However, admiration is admiration, cooperation is cooperation. If the first cabinet in the world can bring me not help, but trouble, I can only say sorry. "
"Isn't the first pavilion in the world, as a human race, more trustworthy than your Hundreds?" Asked the Lord Lord.
"No."
Ning Chen directly denied, "Hundreds of people have different minds, but the human race is also fickle. I would rather use the hundred races to do things, rather than be bound by the so-called same race. In the end, I will not be affected by it. The crown prince also has to endure disgustingly cleaning the portal, trouble. "
Night Lord stares, the 13th prince's words are not unreasonable, if you change to him, I am afraid you will choose this way.
"Night Lord, since I came in person today, I have a word, I will say it clearly."
Ning Chen looked at the man in front of him and calmly said, "Cooperating with the First Pavilion in the world will do more harm than good. Once you let the two devil emperors know that I have a deep relationship with the human forces, all the help I get today will immediately become resistance. , Does Lord Lord understand? "
The night master heard the words and fell silent. After a long time, he said, "I understand, bother."
Having finished speaking, the Night Lord put down the tea cup in his hand and got up and walked outside the hall.
At the tea table, Ning Chen stared at the back of the former, saying, "Since the world's first cabinet is a killer organization, it is better than anyone else to collect money and buy life. The prince just has a business, I don't know the world's first Dare you dare to take it. "
The night master heard the words and paused, looking back at the young man in the hall and said, "There is no business that I dare not take."
"it is good"
Ning Chen got up and calmly said, "I want a person's life. In the West, it is enough to have two princes in the Imperial City. I don't want that one to come back."
Hearing who was in the former words, the look of the night lord condensed. This is really a big deal.
"This is a deposit."
Ning Chen raised his hand, amidst the turbulent aura, a pile of hill-like fairy jade appeared, and the astonishing number made people dumbfounded.
Night Lord stared at his eyes. After a while, his mind converged and turned to continue to walk outside the hall.
"His Royal Highness's credibility, the head of the cabinet can trust it, and the deposit will be waived. After the task is completed, I will collect compensation from the royal family according to the gold collection standard of the world's first cabinet."
The words fell, in front of the king's palace, the void shook, the figure of the Night Lord walked into it, and disappeared after a while.
When the night master left, the king's palace regained tranquility. Ning Chen looked at the beating fire in front of him and sighed softly in his heart.
It's not that he is not human, but that the world is already ruthless. If he is affectionate, how can he fight against this ruthless world.
Outside the hall, the night was darkening, and the quiet Prince's Mansion could hardly hear any sound. The figure in the hall, who had never fallen asleep, was as usual, meditating day and night, with white hair and dazzling anomalies.
...
Heaven and earth, worshiping the ancient land of the moon, the two swords reflect the sun and the moon, the heavenly language moves the world, the hands dance, and one person shakes the two swords.
Outside the battle, Liming watched the three men's battle quietly, his expression focused, his gaze fixed.
In the battle situation, the blue sword light is pressing step by step, the sword of the original heart, the enemy is expected, the flawless sword heart, no flaws.
On the other side, the white clothes are as powerful as the extremely fast swords, and the fast ones are hard to recognize.
Between the two, it seemed that the sound of Yin'er in the two or eight years was dignified, and the cultivation was opened to the fullest. The Phoenix Shenyang circled around, raised his hands and thrown his hands, and the world was ordered.
The source of the heavenly language, the body of the phoenix, gathered in the world's most powerful inheritance of Yin'er, a body of military power advances by leaps and bounds, and the two swords are greeted alone, without any fear.
"boom"
The swords will fight again, the world will move together, the aftermath will oscillate, and the runes will rise in the holy land, endlessly, to resist the impact of the war.
After the initial heart, the sword of extreme speed swept instantly, whether it was fast or fast.
Yin'er set his mind, turned his palms, and the heaven and earth spirits were heavily compressed, ushering in the sword.
Going in palms, the white clothes flicked, unable to move, at least behind the female.
At the same time, in the hands of Ah Man, his heart turned around, and before the Phoenix was recruited, the enemy was expected to take the lead.
"Curse"
One move is subject to restraint, another move, Yin'er squeezes, and the whole body is turbulent, the world is ordered, and Wan Lei is in the world.
"Boom"
The earth-shattering tremors sounded, and within Thousands of Thunders, the white clothes flashed, and the figure was in thunder, still calmly.
On the other side, in the hands of Aman, Zi Xiao appeared in the world, the two swords moved together, the sword light cut the wind and thunder.
After one move, the figure of Aman bullied himself again, Zi Xiao disappeared, and his original intentions rose again.
In the void, the white dress lifts the sword wings, absolute speed, tearing the time and space instantly, the sword reaches the battle.
The absolute strength, the pure heart, the fastest sword, the two teamed up, as strong as gaining the two inheritances of Tianyu and Phoenix, they quickly fell into the disadvantage, and their strength is difficult to stretch.
Boom, and then hear the double swords to shake Tianwei, and at the moment he set his mind to fight the enemy.
An inch in front of the heart, where the sword converged, the battle stopped immediately.
In the battle, the two figures became visible, and Aman and Muchengxue looked at the girl in front of them without saying a word.
Yin'er recovered from the shock, his expression dimmed, and said, "I lost."
This is the third time, and every time, she insists on ten tricks.
She has inherited the inheritance of Heaven Talker and Master ~ EbookFREE.me ~ but she has never been able to exert all her strength.
Ah Man stepped forward and patted the girl's head gently, said softly, "I've made progress, don't worry."
Aside, Mu Chengxue waved his sword and turned away.
Talent can never be equated with strength. If she has the same strength and cultivation, her master is enough to stop everyone present.
"It's hard work."
At the moment of misfit, Liming said quietly.
"She did a good job, but it was not enough."
Mu Chengxue calmly said, "The strength she should have is far more than that. She has obtained her master's phoenix origin, but the power she exerted is not yet half that of her master."
"Wait again."
Lime sighed and said, "You also know how much hardship her master suffered because of the combat power that ordinary people can't reach."
Mu Chengxue was silent. After a moment, he nodded and said, "I know that Aman and I will continue to train her until she can fully excite her potential."
Having finished speaking, Mu Chengxue didn't say anything, and stepped forward to continue walking forward.
Lime withdrew his gaze and looked at the girl in front, his gaze became complicated and abnormal.
Yin'er, there may not be much time left for you.
At the same time, the northwest of the original Demon Realm, Yangguan Peak, the first pavilion in the world, the pavilion under the cold moon, the smoke gathered around the mist, and the first person in the Eastern Realm and the Four Profound Realms sat in silence.
Seeing a solo picture of a sword, it's cold and biting, full of plumb and even more graceful.
The cold wind rose, the lone light jumped lightly, reflecting a person's cold body, I don't know which direction Usha, black and white light embellishment, saint gold scroll, Yingchen world clean.
The void moves, the night master comes, and looks at the sword in the fog for a long time without disturbing.
After the solitary lamp, the red brocade wipes the sword, as soft as water, the sword lasts for hundreds of years. Baidu reads the latest chapter of "Daxia Wanghou Jiezhong Literature" for free for the first time.