In the hall, Ning Chen suddenly stopped while eating, turned to look at the shopkeeper, and a terrifying green light rose in his eyes, "Shopkeeper, the food hasn't been served yet."

"I...I'll go and take it now."

Being stared at by this terrible gaze, the shopkeeper suddenly sweated and stuttered.

The shopkeeper left, and Ning Chen looked at the people beside him again. The murderous aura was overwhelmed, which scared the few people immediately scattered like birds and went back to serve the dishes.

The rest of the food was quickly brought up, and the shopkeeper, waiter, chef, the chef, etc. began to watch again, and there was a tendency to be more and more crowds.

Several helpers who were sleeping in the back hall were also frightened by the scene. Curiously, they came over and glanced, and then their chins fell out of shock.

How to describe it? The way one person eats with one horse is simply annoying and crazy...

There are always unforgettable scenes in this life. However, in the pitiful memories of everyone present, a terrifying scene is destined to be imprinted by a pair of starving ghosts in front of them. Such a scene is even more terrifying than today's snow and is rarely seen in a century.

Half an hour later, each man and horse finally stopped, looked at each other, grinned, with the same satisfaction and the same happiness.

The battle stopped, and the chef and others went back to sleep in a daze, but they couldn't get back on their minds along the way.

The little white horse was taken to the stable by the waiter to rest. Ning Chen opened a room and prepared to sleep well for one night.

After experiencing too much these days, his head was stuffed into many incredible things, and he had already been overloaded.

After all, he is still an ordinary person, with joy and sorrow, and his own thoughts, and he cannot accept so many concepts beyond imagination at once.

That night, it was unprecedentedly quiet. The little white horse in the stable and Ning Chen in the guest room were both sleeping in the dark and lightning could not wake up.

The next day, when the sun was at noon, Ning Chen pushed open the door of the room and woke up the little white horse who was still sleeping, and then continued on his way.

The little white horse was not awake and was in a bad mood, or was quite bad, so he rolled around and refused to leave.

Ning Chen sat aside and looked at the former with a sneer and said, "Go away, or not?"

Seeing the ink sword stuck on the ground, the little white horse suddenly shuddered and suddenly woke up. Herodor shouted and immediately got up and took his seat.

"You know your identity" Ning Chen took back the ink sword and said with a smile on his face.

If you don’t treat some horses well, you can give it a little color and it will be ready to open a dye room.

Ning Chen made up his mind to go back to the palace and meet Changsun once.

This decision was very difficult, and I don’t know how to go back, but I have to go back.

The letter in his hand is of great importance, and more importantly, the successive pursuits from Nishiguchi made him very annoyed.

In the palace, the only thing he trusted was Changsun. If the West Palace wanted to be afraid, this letter would be the most suitable for Changsun's hands.

However, determination is determined, but when Ning Chen thinks of meeting Changsun, he feels guilty. Trust and fear are completely different. If he had no choice, he really dared not go back.

I don’t know if Changsun’s anger disappeared after so much past.

Ning Chen was scared and said to the little white horse beside him while walking, "Xiaobai, I will take you to see someone in two days."

"Huch" the little white horse was surprised, turned his head, blinked his eyes, and asked again, "Who is it?"

Ning Chen shivered slightly and said with a dry smile, "I'll know when I see you."

In the morning, Ning Chen was walking around the city in a wheelchair, buying a lot of things along the way, and then threw them all on the little white horse.

I used to memorize each other because I was not familiar with it. Now I am so familiar with it, so why are you and me?

What's more, this guy has to pay a price to eat and drink his.

The little white horse accepted the oppression in grievance and dared not resist. The threat this morning was still vivid in my mind, and it could only swallow the mute loss silently.

Half a day later, one person and one by one, heading south, and the direction of the imperial city was there.

Before that, he still had to go back to the academy because, after meeting Changsun, he wanted to go to Jiancheng in the East.

The academy and the imperial city are actually not far away, and are even quite close to a very small number of people.

The peak force of Daxia is not very strong, and the reason why it can still be suppressed is that one is because of Daxia's invincible military force, and the other is because of the existence of the academy.

The dean of the academy is one of the five most powerful people in the world. Even though the sixth innate person appears now, the dean is still unable to change. The dean is one of the five most powerful people.

Innate powerhouses also require time to accumulate, and they cannot reach the power of the world as powerful as the five people in the world by stepping into the innate world.

Although the sixth innate person is amazing, it still takes time to settle.

In this world, no one except Ning Chen can be sure who the sixth innate is. The deserted city in the east is too mysterious and as powerful as Daxia, he is unwilling to provoke him easily.

One of the most powerful Wuhou of Daxia has been in charge, which has made the world more curious about the origin of the city in the east.

However, over the years, no spy sent to that city can come back alive. When the swordsmen in the world look at that city, their hearts are always heavy, because they see a sword in the city.

Or, what they saw was a sword in the whole city.

Therefore, that deserted city is also called the sword city by the swordsmen in the world.

It was a supreme sword, with its sharpness constrained, but it made the swordsmen in the world surrender.

According to legend, there may be a strong swordsman in the sword city, a swordsman who is afraid of even the innate strong men.

The rumors are absurd. Everyone knows that the innate realm is the holy realm of martial arts, and it is completely different from the acquired concept. If someone can fight the innate, then this person must be innate.

However, even such a ridiculous rumor still convinces many swordsmen. They believe that those who have attained the sword and entered the Tao are enough to compete with the innate state even if their physical realm does not break through to the innate state.

Regardless of whether the rumor is true or false, the power of Jiancheng is unquestionable, forcing Daxia to send a Wuhou to lead his troops to guard it for many years, which shows how terrible deterrent it has when the force reaches a certain level.

Tiancang Academy, Du'er Temple, Eternal Night Temple, Beimeng Golden Tent, and Sword City are forbidden places for warriors all over the world, and no strong man dares to enter without authorization.

Ning Chen didn't know what Mu Chengxue had to do with that sword city, but he would have to go there sooner or later, perhaps after returning to the palace this time.

He wanted to see what happened to that woman. He could not forget the breath of that day. It was a kind of indifference that cut off everything, and the indifference made him feel a little disappointed.

Mu Chengxue was the first person he met in this life, and it had extraordinary significance to him. He hated the feeling of ups and downs in his heart that day. If he could not confirm with his own eyes whether the premonition was true or not, he would never be able to let go of the stone pressing in his heart.

His purpose of returning to the academy was also very simple. Whether he returned to the palace or to the sword city in the east, he might encounter unimaginable dangers. He needed to be faster, and the wheelchair under him was indeed too slow.

There is a Mr. Lu in the academy who is best at craftsmanship. At that time, Mr. Lu said that this was the first time he had been working in a wheelchair in his life, and he would inevitably be a little bit of a hand-made man, so he could just make do with it.

Although Ning Chen always thought that this wheelchair was far beyond what Mr. Lu said, it was already slow after all, and he had to go back and change one.

Originally, he wanted to wait until his strength was stronger, so strong that he had the power to protect himself before going to the sword city in the east to find Mu Chengxue, but he was not a patient person after all. It was the limit for him to endure it for so long.

After hearing what Master said, he came to the north to untie the knot. It was also a kind of experience. He has always lived under the protection of Changsun, but has experienced a lot but has grown very little. After all, everyone still needs to walk on their own, and he is no exception.

The way back was clear, and it was much faster than when he came. Every time he passed by a new place, the little white horse would be very excited, but Ning Chen couldn't get better because he found that the page of golden paper he got on the altar was really crazy.

The techniques recorded on paper are very strong, but the requirements are also very high, especially the moves in them, which directly require at least innate practice.

Ning Chen was indignant. If he had the innate realm, he would practice any tricks and directly slapped the enemy with his cultivation.

The moves cannot be practiced, but the mental method can be referenced. The human body's dantian cyclone space is very large. As long as you are not afraid of death, no matter how many attributes of true qi can be accommodated.

Unfortunately, the essence of this page is in the last recorded moves. Although the mind method is extraordinary, it will not be able to exert any power without the combination of moves.

The only good news is that the method of running pulses on two pages of golden paper does not conflict, which means that even if you practice, you will not be able to practice it.

Then, he practiced.

Of course, he still mainly used the first page of golden paper, and this piece of exercise is just in case.

Ten days later, the dusty man and horse finally walked back to the academy.

At this time, the school started.

After returning, Ning Chen first paid a visit to the Master. It was just over a month later, and the Master was getting older, but he looked pretty good.

The Master liked the little white horse very much, so Ning Chen simply kept the guy and went to find Mr. Lu himself.

Mr. Lu's residence was not in the academy, but in an orphan about three miles away from the academy.

Mr. Lu likes quietness, especially when he is studying new ideas, he hates disturbing people. However, Ning Chen feels that he is very compatible with this weird old man.

When Ning Chen came to Mr. Lu's residence, the door of the orphan was closed, and the meaning was very obvious and no one was welcomed.

He knew that the old man in the monster should still be studying his frames at this time, so he was not in a hurry, but sat outside the door and waited quietly.

Not long after, a irritable voice came from the yard, "Come in."

Ning Chen smiled slightly, pushed open the door and went in, and saw an old man messing around in a pile of wood.

"Old Lu"

"You're not dead yet?"

Old Lu didn't even raise his head, and he already knew who the person was. He could hear the sound of the wheelchair he made.

Ning Chen laughed silently and replied, "Old Lu is worried, the boy doesn't want to die yet."

However, before the words were finished, Ning Chen's eyes suddenly shrank, and his right hand instantly pulled out the ink sword and crossed it in front of him. However, with a bang, his body and the wheelchair slipped backwards for more than three feet away.

"Not bad, it's growing a lot"

Mr. Lu clapped his hands and probably understood what Ning Chen came here for. This wheelchair was indeed slow.

"Ahem"

Ning Chen felt stuffy in his chest, vomited a mouthful of blood, and then stared at the old man in front of him and said angrily, "Old man Lu, have your menopause not yet passed!"

"menopause?"

Mr. Lu didn't understand why and said in confusion.

Ning Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "Praise your cleverness."

Mr. Lu nodded, "Oh, then your whole family is menopause."

“…”

Ning Chen shut up. He knew that this old man was much more difficult to deal with than on the surface. He was old and did not talk nonsense at all.

(ps: red tickets, collection, rewards, coded words!!)
Chapter completed!