Chapter 1323 Return(1/2)
In the Hongluan Star Domain, wars broke out everywhere, and the human army attacked the base of the original demon realm outside the sky, and the war lasted for real months.
The devil monarch and the scale emperor were defeated, and the defeat in the Demon Realm was an irreversible fact. The army of hundreds of clans began to retreat to the Demon Realm one after another, and did not dare to fight.
The retreat of millions of demon troops is shocking.
Coming ambitiously, returning in dust, the unspeakable bitterness in the hearts of the kings of the hundreds of tribes.
He once made great ambitions, made achievements in the Demon Realm and expanded territory, but in just a few decades, everything has turned into a dream.
I am unwilling to accept it, nor do I want it. However, the human race's Marquis of Knowing Destiny is too strong, so strong that it makes people desperate.
The Demon King died in battle, and the Scale Emperor was completely erased. Even the Nine Nether Demon Emperor lost half of his move. The Thirteen Demon Sons of the Demon back then were no longer the same as before. Just one person was enough to shock the entire primitive demon realm.
More than ten months later, all the army of hundreds of tribes evacuated in the Hongluan Star Domain, and the former ancient star domain was almost destroyed in the war, and everything was in ruins.
Among the three top forces of Ziwei Divine Realm, Underworld, the No. 1 Pavilion in the World, and dozens of kings stayed behind to assist in the reconstruction of the Hongluan Star Domain.
"King, we have chosen the right choice."
In the star space, the great elder of the ghost clan looked at the star field in front of him, and his expression was unconcealed and excited.
When the human race defeats the demon realm, the ghost race naturally becomes a minister of the dragon. This Hongluan Star Domain, which is in vain, is the best reliance for the ghost race to return to the peak.
"Daxia Zhiming Hou."
On the throne of bones, the Ghost King murmured softly, and a look of emotion flashed in his vicissitudes of his eyes.
The choice that was forced to do so did not expect it to become an opportunity for the ghost clan to soar into the sky. Daxia Zhiming Hou was really an extraordinary person.
"Yin Ji, thank you." The Ghost King spoke and said softly.
The Ghost Clan can become a minister who knows the fate and obeys the dragon, and Yin Ji has made great contributions, and can be said to be the greatest hero of the Ghost Clan.
"Yin Ji just did what she should do." Yin Ji responded respectfully.
Even though she was the one who had never expected that the Thirteenth Prince of the Demon would reach such a height one day, so high that everyone would look up to.
Just when the war between humans and demons ended and the major star fields began to be rebuilt, the eastern region of China, and no one knows the low-key one knows it.
Under the rule of the contemporary Xia Emperor, Daxia gradually returned to its former prosperity, suppressing rebellions within and resisting strong enemies outside. The name of a wise king is known to everyone in the world.
In front of the Daxia Imperial City, a figure with white hair in plain clothes walked towards me, covered in wind and frost, full of traces of time.
Aside, a woman in green followed her, with a beautiful face, still as usual, quietly by her side.
The two entered the city. In front of the city, the general who was defending the city looked obviously stunned when he saw the visitor.
This gray-haired young man is very similar to the statue in the palace.
"I want to go home first."
On the street, Ning Chen looked at the woman beside him and said softly.
"Um."
Qingning nodded and walked towards Zhiming Hou Mansion together.
In the west of the imperial city, the Marquis Mansion of Zhiming, and the Marquis Mansion of Wuhou, which has been vacant for a hundred years, except for the occasional visit of contemporary Xia Emperor, no one dared to take a step for a hundred years.
Over the past century, the three words "Zhiminghou" have almost become myths and have become the belief in the hearts of the people of Daxia.
In front of the Hou Mansion, Ning Chen and Qingning walked over, and the familiar scene in front of him was almost the same as a hundred years ago.
"Chi'er is intent." Ning Chen spoke and said softly.
"In his heart, the one you respect the most is your master, so naturally he will not allow anyone to touch your mansion." Qingning responded.
Ning Chen chuckled softly, stepped forward, and pushed open the door of the mansion.
There were no imperial guards around the Marquis' Mansion. However, when the two arrived, all the masters hiding around the Marquis' Mansion had noticed it and immediately wanted to take action.
"Don't be nervous, just go home and take a look."
Ning Chen's aura flowed around him, suppressing many powerful people and said with a smile.
All the powerful people from all sides of the Marquis' Mansion were unable to move immediately and were shocked.
Who is this person? Is he the legendary fourth-level powerhouse?
"I haven't returned for nearly a century, and all my faces have changed."
Qingning's eyes swept through the numerous royal family worshipers hidden in the dark and said softly.
"A young strong man appears, which means that Daxia has truly entered the heyday of martial arts. It is time for those old guys to rest." Ning Chen chuckled.
While the two talked, they walked into the mansion together and saw that everything was as familiar as before.
"At that time, you were here to plan and pacify all the war disasters. Are you proud?" Qingning smiled.
"Just repay your kindness. If it weren't for the protection of the Empress, I wouldn't even have the chance to enter this mansion." Ning Chen said softly.
The love of licking a child cannot be rewarded, but only devote all my life to pacify the world.
At this moment, outside the Marquis's mansion, a sword light flew over, and a figure in white appeared in the sword light, infinitely approaching the fourth level of cultivation, shaking the constraints added to the worshippers.
"See Bai Yewuhou!"
Around the marquis' mansion, all the royal family members appeared and saluted respectfully.
Inside the Hou's Mansion, Ning Chen felt the movement outside the mansion. Looking back at the visitor, a strange color flashed in his eyes.
"Have you become a Marquis of Wu?" Ning Chen spoke with a smile on his face.
Looking at the familiar figure in the mansion, Bai Ye's body shook and his face showed disbelief.
"Master!"
After a moment, Bai Ye came to his senses and immediately bowed.
"Master?" A strange color flashed across Qingning's face.
"This is the descendant of the millions of innocent people in the battle to send God. When he came to take revenge, I taught him the sword technique." Ning Chen explained.
When Qingning heard this, the doubts in her heart dissipated, so that's it.
"I was young and didn't worry about it, so I offended my master and asked for punishment." Bai Ye said respectfully.
"You're not wrong."
Ning Chen whispered, "I sacrificed millions of civilians and did commit unforgivable murder. It is natural for you to take revenge."
"Master's responsibility is worse than Bai Ye." Bai Ye sighed.
Ning Chen smiled, without saying anything more about this topic, looked up and down at the young man in front of him, and continued, "You are now the Marquis of Daxia, so don't insult this name. I see that you have reached the fourth realm, so I will give you a little gift."
As the words came to an end, Ning Chen raised his hand, and the sword light gathered between heaven and earth, turning into a silver sword and sank into the middle of his eyebrows in front of him.
"Here, I have some understanding of kendo, and I hope it will come in handy for you."
After doing it, Ning Chen stopped and the sword energy that spread across the world also dissipated.
"Thank you, Master."
Bai Ye felt the amazing sword intent of the silver sword on his forehead, and was shocked in his heart, and he saluted again.
"Okay, you leave first. Your current identity is not suitable for appearing here, and it is easy to cause unnecessary riots." Ning Chen reminded with a smile.
Bai Ye was silent, then looked back at the royal family worshipers behind him, and said, "You all retreat."
"yes!"
The priests suppressed the shock in their hearts and their figures disappeared again.
Bai Ye did not leave much, and turned into a sword light and broke through the sky.
"Good kid."
Qingning smiled and said, "It's really not something that ordinary people can do to let go of hatred."
"Only with them in Daxia can we leave with confidence. This era will eventually be handed over to them." Ning Chen said with a smile.
In the marquis' mansion, the two of them stayed for a short time and then left the mansion and walked towards the palace.
The Great Xia Palace, the Tianyu Hall, and the contemporary Great Xia emperor Xia Chi sat high on the dragon throne. His handsome and majestic face was quite powerful.
At this moment, a illusory figure walked out of the hall and said respectfully, "Report to Your Majesty, someone has broken into the Marquis of Zhiming's Mansion."
"What did you say!"
On the dragon throne, when Xia Chi heard this, his eyes stood angry and slapped the table.
Almost at the same time, the news that some people in the Imperial City had trespassed and learned about the Marquis of Mind spread rapidly. Not long after, all forces sent people to investigate.
Zhiming Hou Mansion is the rebellious scale of Emperor Xia. Today, someone dared to break in without authorization. Is it because he was impatient?
In the imperial city, the two Wuhou who had not yet guarded the troops were about to go out, but they were immediately stopped by Bai Ye who had arrived.
"It's Master." Bai Ye spoke and said.
"Marty?"
When Kong Yu heard this, his expression was shocked. Has the Marquis come back?
On the side, a young man who had just been promoted to Wuhou showed a fanatic look on his face. Isn’t Bai Ye’s master the legendary guardian of Daxia, the Marquis of Zhiming?
To be continued...