Chapter 404: In a flash, nineteen continents bloom! (Fives)

Scallion and pour oil.
The aroma filters over time and becomes more and more attractive.
I have to say that the craftsmanship of the mother-in-law does have a unique flavor.
Ning Xuanyuan has been away from home for so many years and has eaten countless delicacies from the world, but in the end, it is not as good as the simple noodles of her mother, probably because it has the taste of home?
"When you were a kid, you were growing up, but unfortunately your family is poor. You can only eat some noodles to deal with it easily."
Han Cui sighed, her face was no longer youthful, she had lost her former grace, her pale sideburns, silently confiding in the cruelty of time.
Compared with Han Cui, Cao Zhen was faster.
After returning home for the past two days, Ning Xuanyuan found out that the old man walked a bit rickets, and the years had finally bent his waist.
Ning Xuanyuan smiled at Han Cui, and then wiped off his chopsticks, "At that time, the biggest hope was to eat the longevity noodles hand-made by Shangyi's mother on her birthday, and at the same time put a piece of omelette on the right heat."
It's not because you can't eat it at the usual stage, but because that day is his day.
After all, he is an adopted son, half an orphan.
Only on that day, only by eating that bowl of noodles, will his heart settle and he will feel that he is always a member of the Cao family!
No matter how the neighbors in the neighborhood chew their tongues, no matter how outsiders instigate the discord, the foster father and mother will always treat him as her own son.
"Eat quickly, or it will be cold." Han Cui picked up the towel and wiped off the sweat on his forehead, softly reminding Ning Xuanyuan.
It's the same as before.
The foster father and mother, and sister Cao Nuo, would sit up close and quietly accompany him to finish the longevity noodles.
The only difference is that there are more people accompanying Ning Xuanyuan this year, including Qin Qiu, Qingqing, and Yuan Shu, who was born and died for many years.
Ning Xuanyuan picked up the chopsticks, picked up the noodles, and pressed down all the chopped green onions covering the upper layer, and opened his mouth when the smell came out.
Chewing slowly, it seems endless aftertaste.
If I changed it to the past, Qin Qiu would definitely mock Ning Xuanyuan, but the atmosphere today made her really unintentionally joking. With her cheeks in her hands, her long autumn eyes were full of his shadow.
"What's urgent, you can talk first." Ning Xuanyuan reminded Yuan Shu.
Yuan Shu sighed, sat near Ning Xuanyuan, and reported, "The 18th iron cavalry of the Northern Royal Family has the latest news. I heard that they are looking for someone."
Cough!
Cao Zhen coughed nervously with a complex expression.
However, fortunately, Cao Zhen understood the wrong meaning. This time the clan that the Ning clan was looking for was called the Third Young Master. The specific name is unknown. According to the literal meaning, he should be the third among his peers.
Rumor has it that the Three Young Masters were humble and gentle, and he was once one of the strongest young swordsmen in the Ning family.
If nothing happens, he will participate in power and become a leading figure in the decision-making layer of the royal family.
"The well-known turmoil of Emperor Ning's family seems to have something to do with the Third Young Master."
Yuan Shu paused and continued to confide, "Although the turmoil is over, the Ning family has cleaned up and ruled on nearly 10,000 people, but the loss has already been caused. The biggest regret is the unfortunate death of the first son."
"At the same time, it forced the Third Young Master to stay away from the royal family and completely evaporate. This time the Eighteen Knights came out to find the Third Young Master. According to the current signs, it is speculated that the Third Young Master should still be alive."
Details are limited.
Wait for Yuan Shu to finish everything he has learned.
Ning Xuanyuan was still eating the noodles slowly, with calm and soft eyes. He didn't know whether it was too hot or the taste was rushing, and finally coughed twice.
Qin Qiu spread out his five fingers, held Ning Xuanyuan's left wrist, and said distressedly, "Eat slowly, no one will grab you."
Cao Zhen took a breath of cigarette in silence, and the memories in his mind rolled over like a wave. Back then, he took Xuanyuan from his benefactor. He only knew that the former was surnamed Ning, but he didn't know the name San Young Master.
Today today.
The dusty past has gradually revealed the details, and there are some things that should be explained.
"He asked me to give you things on the day you turn thirty."
Cao Zhen looked at Ning Xuanyuan and smiled helplessly. At this stage, they were tacitly aware of each other. With Ning Xuanyuan's IQ, would he still not know about it?
Snapped!
After Ning Xuanyuan finished eating the last piece of noodles, he stacked his chopsticks on the edge of the bowl, and then told Yuan Shu, "You take over the things handed over by your foster father, and I will go for a walk."
Before Ning Xuanyuan got up, Cao Zhen was one step ahead, "Xuanyuan, since the benefactor, the third young master, is still alive, should you look for him? After all, he is..."
Ning Xuanyuan waved his hand, drifting away.
Qin Qiu wanted to go with him, but was rejected. After the figure disappeared, Yuan Shu's face turned pale.
A shock that hit his limbs and a hundred corpses, and even his soul, made his ten fingers tremble uncomfortably, "The third young master of the Ning royal family, is it the eldest brother's biological father?"
"Then isn't he a descendant of the royal family?"
"It's more than that." Cao Zhen sighed, and finally said righteously, "Xuanyuan is still the ninth son of the Ning Dynasty, the first!"
Yuan Shu, "..."
"The Northern Royal family thought he died, but in fact, Da Shizi was raised by a bad old man like me."
Cao Zhen shook his head feebly. He was really good fortune. He should have been shining from birth. The descendants of the unparalleled and extraordinary royal family have fallen into the world, can't eat enough and don't get warm, and have struggled through their teenage years.
"Dad, what you said is true?"
Cao Nuo hurriedly stood up, looking at the direction where Ning Xuanyuan was leaving, his brain was blank for a while, this is no longer an ordinary life experience, it actually involves the royal family, this...
Qin Qiu exhaled a long breath and added, "The old monk of Da Leiyin Temple said that Xuanyuan has imperial aura. I can't believe it, but today..."
The dust has settled, the facts are true!
Along the old stone road that he had walked when he was a teenager, Ning Xuanyuan suddenly realized that he was in a rare calm mood.
Suddenly looking back.
Withered vines, old trees, small bridges and countless people.
These pictures that carry the reincarnation of the Spring and Autumn Period and seem to be immutable forever are the blueprints that constitute his good experience in life. He grew up eating the rough and thin rice of the world, and he is a humble child cultivated by ordinary people.
No matter where he Ning Xuanyuan was born, he only recognizes this land!
Faith is not dead!
such as,
...
On that day, in front of thousands of people, he would rather shatter the blood of the inborn royal family at the price of self-slashing thirteen realms, and live upright and have a clear conscience.
That day, questioning him that Ning Xuanyuan relied on the blood of the royal family and won at the starting point, so that the criticism that the world is hard to find an opponent disappeared collectively.
On that day, all beings wept and felt unfair for him.
That day, the northern royal family only said that it was a pity, the fifth royal family yelled for joy, and the other two royal families also sneered again and again, and fell into trouble.
However, what about this?
After that, Ning Xuanyuan, who was alive with mortal bones, had an epiphany overnight, and formally set foot in the realm of the fourteen realms, where the world is over the world, and the flowers bloomed in nineteen continents in a flash.
Heaven on earth, the king returns!
Ninety-zhang outside, with one finger facing the sky and the other facing the ground, overlooking the fifth royal family, the undefeated legend, the tortoise shrinks the ancestral courtyard, and has no guts to fight!
PS, make up, first.
Time difference plus Cavan.
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