Aman's beautiful little face had a bright smile. It was so simple, without any impurities, just happy for Qingjian.

However, this really shocked Prince Yan and the soldiers beside him.

Sword Breath!

Prince Yan is the only person in the world who can understand the sword breath, so he naturally knows the meaning of the Qing sword. He commands thousands of soldiers to cast thousands of soldiers. Although he cannot feel the sword breath, he can barely judge the joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness of each weapon.

After a moment of shock, the soldier came back to his senses, but he still couldn't believe it. He would rather believe it was just a coincidence.

Prince Yan waved his hand, and the three swords of the red sword, the sand sword, and Ningyuan flew out, rising and falling in front of Aman.

"Aman, feel the aura of these three swords and see if you feel anything," Prince Yan said calmly.

"Okay" Aman didn't understand what it meant, but he still responded obediently, stepped forward half a step, and touched three swords one by one.

"The Red Sword said it was very happy, and the Sand Sword said nothing. I couldn't feel anything about this black sword." Aman replied after touching the three swords.

The soldiers' commander looked at Prince Yan with a look of inquiry.

Prince Yan nodded and basically answered correctly.

At this moment, the shock in the eyes of the soldier's palm is hard to hide. This is the real genius.

"Miss Aman, how about you joining the Confucian Sect? In less than ten years, there will definitely be a place among the four Confucian Sect's commanders." I found such a rare genius, and the commander of the Warriors did not care about Prince Yan's presence and asked.

Prince Yan didn't say anything to stop him, and waved his sword back to the sheath. He knew very well that Aman would not agree.

"I don't want it"

Sure enough, Aman refused without hesitation without hesitation.

"Why, does Miss Aman already have a disciple?" Bingzhang Ling looked puzzled and asked. He already knew that Prince Yan and Aman were not master-apprentice relationships, but he didn't know whether Aman became a disciple.

"No," Aman replied honestly.

"Why is that?" The soldier's order was even more puzzled.

"I'm very busy." Aman counted his future schedule, "The senior asked me to carry a sword for him for half a year, and then I'm going to find Ning Chen. After finding him, I'll go back to apologize to my father. I'm sneaking out. I don't know if my father will keep me in custody. If my father doesn't keep me, I will know what I'm going to do next."

The soldier was dizzy when he heard it, and he couldn't keep up with Aman's rhythm for a moment. What did he do with it?

Prince Yan couldn't bear to continue watching, so he could only interrupt, "The military command is not in vain. She cannot enter the Confucian school. I once wanted to teach her how to learn swords, but she also refused."

There is still a half sentence that Prince Yan did not say. With Aman's character, if no one forced him, let alone ten years, even twenty years, it would be impossible to cultivate to the level of being the leader of the Confucian sect.

The soldier was stunned, then shook his head helplessly, sighing in his heart, a pity, it was a pity.

"Miss Aman, if you like this sword in the sea of ​​soldiers, you can choose any one of them, which can be considered a good relationship with my Confucian school." The soldier commander looked at the girl in front of him, showing his desire to cherish talent, and said.

"Pick one." Before Aman could refuse, Prince Yan spoke.

Aman was a little embarrassed, she didn't use a sword.

"Is it OK?" Aman glanced at Jianhai, pointed to a light blue sword casually, and asked.

Looking in the direction Aman pointed, the corner of the soldier's mouth suddenly twitched, then covered it without leaving any trace, and said dryly, "Yes."

Confucian rules, one must be trustworthy and he must maintain his demeanor.

Prince Yan smiled faintly when he saw Amanxuan's sword. The Confucian Sect would be hurt for a long time.

He knew this sword, and his original intention, that compared with vision and luck, the ten Ningchens combined were not as good as one Aman.

Hearing the order of the soldiers to agree, Aman stepped forward, pulled out the sword of Chuxin, thought for a while, ran to the sword frame, and said, "Senior, I use the sword frame."

"Ha, let it go." Prince Yan chuckled and replied.

Aman inserted the Chuxin sword into the sword frame, then turned around and politely performed a junior greeting to the Bingzhang Order, saying, "Thank you, Senior Bingzhang Order."

"It's easy to say." The corner of the Bing Zhang ordered the corner of his mouth to twitch again, and replied.

The green sword had been repaired, and Prince Yan no longer stayed. He said goodbye to the commander of the army, and then took Aman away.

"The senior of the Soldiers are good people." Aman commented objectively according to his impression.

"Ha, maybe." Prince Yan smiled lightly and replied.

Human hearts are much more complicated than sword hearts, and the Confucian sect today is no longer the Confucian sect that was originally, but he was not interested in these things.

...

Ning Chen appeared in Baihua Tower in the east of Daxia, looked at the figure kneeling in front of him, and said calmly, "Get up."

"Thank you, Marquis" the man stood up, his expression was a little nervous, and he unconsciously took a small step back. He never expected that the person sent by the court to deal with the Wang family was the legendary Marquis Zhiming who died under the punishment of heaven.

The name of a man and the shadow of a tree, the Marquis of Zhiming was named a marquis, but his reputation in Daxia has surpassed all the Marquis of Wu, but this reputation is notorious.

According to legend, the people know that the Marquis of Fate is the reincarnation of Shura and killing him into nature, so he was punished by God and punished him.

Ning Chen didn't care about the performance of the people in front of him, and he didn't care about how people evaluated him.

"The distribution of the secret forces of the Wang family can be found out," Ning Chen said lightly.

"Report to the marquis, you have found out," the man said nervously. After saying that, he took two steps forward and handed out a secret report.

Ning Chen looked at the names on the secret newspaper, his mouth slightly bent, drawing a cold curve.

The power of the Wang family is indeed quite large.

"You retreat and go back and continue to monitor the Wang family's every move." Ning Chen spoke and said calmly.

"Yes" the man took the order and immediately left quickly, not daring to stay for a moment.

Yue Hanyi walked into the room, closed the door, and asked softly, "Mr. Marquis, what are you going to do?"

"It's very simple, killing without mercy!" Ning Chen said calmly.

Yue Hanyi was shocked and said, "No!"

They only had the list, but there was no sufficient evidence. If they directly sent troops to encircle and fight Wuming, it would cause panic among the people and condemnation from other sects and families.

Ning Chen got up, came to the window, looked at the scenery outside, and said, "There is nothing that cannot be done by others, but I can do it."

The matters of the Wang family are simple but not simple, and it is not troublesome. If there is no war in the north, he can deal with it slowly. However, now he has no time and can only use the fastest way. As for how to finish the next one, Xia Mingri will soon understand it.

In the past thousand years, Daxia has never abolished a Wuhou. Perhaps, he will become the first one.

This is also the reason why he was unwilling to let Xia Ziyi succeed to the throne at the beginning. He gave up when he should, and made a quick decision. This is the cruelty that the emperor must have.

"Dangdang"

At this moment, a knock on the door suddenly came from outside the door, and then a woman's voice sounded, "Sister Hanyi"

Ning Chen turned around, frowned slightly, and then looked at Yue Hanyi to inquire.

Yue Hanyi nodded and signaled that the person who came was trustworthy.

"Come in" Yue Hanyi said.

"Sister Hanyi"

After hearing the answer, a beautiful woman pushed the door and entered. When she saw Ning Chen, she looked shocked. She immediately knelt down and saluted, "See the Marquis."

"Mu Lan, is there anything wrong?" Yue Hanyi asked beside him.

"I just wrote a letter from the palace to the marquis," Mu Lan said respectfully.

Hearing this, Ning Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. How could a letter be sent from the palace at this time?

Mu Lan handed the letter and then waited quietly aside.

Ning Chen read the letter and his eyes leapt. The letter was not for him, but for Fan Lingyue.

It seems that Fan Lingyue sent the letter directly to the Daxia Palace.

Mingyue wants to accept it and invite him to come over. What's going on?

The problem that Fan Lingyue threw to him was really incredible.

The letter did not mention who the queen was, but no matter who it was, it was too early for Mingyue to accept the queen at this age.

It is not only inconsistent with feelings, but also inconsistent with courtesy.

What Fan Lingyue was thinking is too obvious if he just used this method to lead him over.

After thinking for a long time, Ning Chen turned around and came to the table, picked up a pen and wrote a letter, and after folding it, he handed it to Mu Lan.

"Send this letter to Fan Lingyue, the North Meng Daying"

"yes"

Mu Lan didn't dare to ask a word, and took the letter and left immediately.

The bright moon was traveling west outside the window, and after midnight, Ning Chen had handled the matter here and got up and left.

He should arrange the matters of the Wang family as soon as possible and uproot all the hidden stakes of the Wang family at one time as possible.

The ghost sedan streaked through the void and rushed directly to the east.

After walking about six hundred miles, in a small town, the ghost sedan stopped, Ning Chen walked out, and then walked towards an attic not far away.

The building is the earth building of a dangerous building, one of the three floors of heaven, earth and man.

When he was the head of the Taili Department, he found something he had never known before, and this attic was one of them.
To be continued...