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In the sky, white moth spread its wings, and heavy air sways spread, evil and messy, making people feel a strong sense of disgust. "Ko*le*le*love*shot*shot*shot()"

The white moth left his body, and Xuanzhi's black air surged around his body, and blood flowed down his mouth. The severely injured body was difficult to support for a while.

Ning Chen stomped his feet, drew his sword and rose quickly into the air. The green bird frost and the snow was pouring with one sword.

The white moth screamed, full of fear and anger, and its harsh sound was extremely sharp, like a blade shaving on pig iron, making people creepy.

With a sting, the Qing Bird's sword cut through the body of the white moth, and the white blood spilled into the sky, and the evil spirit was in a turmoil and overflowed.

The white moth was frightened and hissed again, and the whole body quickly decomposed. A waterfall, a tide of white fog and insects surged out and spread out.

Ning Chen's eyes sank, and the scroll of life was running around his body. The extreme cold air gushed out, trying to freeze and disperse insect tide.

However, there were thousands of insect tides, which were astonishingly large, and with the extremely tenacious vitality, they kept breaking the shackles of ice and fleeing from all directions.

"Forget the worries" Ning Chen turned around and shouted.

Wangyou understood, raised his slender hand and immediately forcibly blocked the surrounding world, and tried his best to trap the tide of insects in it.

Opposite, Zong Qianqiu let out a cold voice, flipped his right hand, and four dark green talismans flew out, turning into angry thunder and falling down, trying to break the heaven and dungeon cage that trapped the lockworm tide.

"Even though Qianqiu, you are still so annoying"

Ning Chen waved his sword and shook the coming thunder, and then he flashed, and rushed forward with a sword.

"Ha, I know the fate of the marquis, and each other"

Even though Qianqiu turned his palms to block the sword, his true energy was surging and his light was shining. His body was wandering in the sword's edge, avoiding the murderous intent that was forcing death.

On the other hand, the battle between the Triumph Marquis alone against the Eternal Night Sect Master has been nearly a quarter of an hour. Although the Great Xia Army God fought bravely, he gradually showed a lack of support in the face of absolute disadvantages in his cultivation.

"Hou Kaixuan, what are you afraid of?"

The leader of Yongye said calmly, swung the battle halberd in his hand, and the crazy mist roared and shook the person in front of him.

Marquis of Triumph retreated three steps, a smear of blood slipped down the corner of his mouth, but he refused to surrender. The sword in his hand was slashed, and he was so powerful that he was brave and unyielding.

However, facing the gap in strength, no matter how unyielding the war soul is, it will be dim. The leader of Yongye clamped the Yaoshi military sword with his left hand, and his tone gradually became cold, "Is it Daxia behind you that makes you dare not try to take this last step, or are you afraid of death?"

Whether to question or ridicule, it is hard to say at this moment. The Great Xia Wuhou was plagued by the karma of life and death. It was already a huge difficulty to enter the innate world, and it was a life-threatening death, let alone the three disasters at the peak of Ling Li. Every generation of Wuhou dared not try because the responsibility on his shoulders did not allow them to try.

The Great Xia Dynasty has been established for thousands of years, and Wuhou has been passed down from generation to generation. Only when each generation of Wuhou retreats and takes off the heavy burden of Wuhou will he continue to pursue his dream of entering martial arts at the beginning. However, the years of warfare and the blood and energy in his later years have been declining, and the eventual success can be counted with one hand.

Looking at the brave Marquis of Triumph in front of him, a trace of regret flashed in the eyes of the leader of Yongye. He could have been stronger.

"If you don't take this last step for a day, you won't be able to challenge me. Please step down."

After the words came, the true energy of the leader of Yongye's left hand swept open, and a powerful aura surged out. The injured Daxia military god was immediately shocked ten feet away, and his mouth was filled with red.

"Senior Triumph Marquis"

Ning Chen's heart sank, swords and swords were running side by side, and he was about to come forward to help, suddenly the spiritual consciousness felt severe pain and his body suddenly staggered.

"oh?"

Even though Qianqiu looked surprised, he did not miss this rare opportunity. He slapped it out with a palm and printed it on the former's chest.

With a bang, the plain clothes were stained with blood and fell directly from the air and fell onto the earth.

"Ningchen"

Sudden changes made Meng Xuanji, Wangyou and Kaixuan Hou very shocked and looked at him one after another.

After a moment of distraction, Qianqiu's feet moved, he instantly came behind Wangyou and turned his palms and printed them.

Forget the worries come back to their senses and resist. However, in a hurry, the energy was not enough and he took several steps back.

With one move, the dungeon cage that trapped the insect tide suddenly appeared. Zong Qianqiu seized the opportunity and activated the magic to eliminate half of the insect tide in an instant.

"retreat"

The sudden change caused a complete imbalance in the battle situation. Marquis of Triumph looked at the figure who was unconscious in the dust, and made a quick decision and ordered a retreat.

Meng Xuanji and Wangyou nodded, led Ning Chen in a coma and quickly retreated.

The Marquis of Triumph consciously cut off the rear, and the world shook the power of the army with one sword, and the earth collapsed a hundred feet long. Then, the figure flashed and left together.

The leader of Yongye took a step forward, waved his halberd to block the light of the knife, and looked at the four people who left, frowned slightly, but did not chase after him.

"The Leader" Zong Qianqiu said in a deep voice.

"Let's go, go back"

The leader of Yongye Sect said calmly that all four of them were not ordinary people. Although the Marquis of Zhiming suddenly fell into a coma for some reason, it was not so easy to have Marquis of Kaixuan and the two women even if he tried his best to keep them all.

Not far away, Xia Ziyi turned around and left without saying a word.

Zong Qianqiu glanced at the four people who disappeared, hummed coldly, waved his hand to bring half of the white fog insect tide and the dying Xuanzhi, and walked away.

...

Half a day later, Ning Chen was brought back in the Daxia Imperial City, Zhiming Hou Mansion, but he has not woken up since he was in a coma. His brows kept shaking indicate that the coma was suffering unimaginable pain.

Prince Yan was invited by Ning Xi at the first time, but this time, Prince Yan could not see why and could not find the reason for his coma.

"Go to the academy and find a teacher," Prince Yan explained solemnly.

Ning Xi responded quickly, without any delay, and led his brother to Tiancang Academy.

Shortly after the two left, a young man in white with a broken sword appeared in the imperial city and walked directly towards the Marquis' Mansion.

When the old butler heard someone visiting and went out to check it out, he immediately realized that the person's identity might not be simple.

"Wild City, Jian Yi, pass the order of the master to let the Marquis Zhiming go to the Wild City," Jian Yi said calmly.

When the old butler heard the identity of the young man in front of him, he was shocked. Although he did not practice martial arts, he knew the name of the deserted city. However, the Marquis was seriously injured and coma had just been taken away. He is not in the mansion now. Moreover, Princess Xi has ordered that the matter must be kept strictly confidential.

"Mr. Jianyi, please wait. I will come in and report it." The old butler said respectfully, and then walked quickly to the backyard.

The old housekeeper came over in the backyard and looked at a woman in the yard and said, "Miss Xi, there is a young man named Jianyi outside the mansion who calls himself a disciple of Huangcheng, saying that he is ordered by his master to go to Huangcheng."

Upon hearing this, Liu Ruoxi flashed with surprise on her beautiful face, and the mythical figure in Huangcheng actually sent his disciples to come.

She had heard the Marquis mention some things about Mu Bai, and knew that the Marquis had received Mu Bai's kindness. Now that Huangcheng sent his disciples to visit, he must not be negligent.

At this moment, a gentle voice came to Ruoxi's ears, "This Jianyi is not simple, it's better not to provoke him."

"kindness"

Liu Ruoxi nodded and then walked out of the backyard.

In the front hall, Jian Yi was invited into it, and Liu Ruoxi presented the best tea and treated her with great gifts.

"Mr. Jianyi, the marquis is not in the mansion if there is anything to do. When the marquis comes back, Ruoxi will definitely bring Mr.'s words to him," Liu Ruoxi said sincerely.

Jian Yi frowned slightly. How could it be so unfortunate? It was still Zhiming Hou who deliberately avoided him.

The spiritual consciousness scattered and swept across the entire Marquis' Mansion. It turned out that nothing was discovered, but it was vaguely felt something was wrong.

"Since that's the case, Jian Yi will say goodbye first."

The sword walked away together, without any delay. When he left the mansion, he glanced at the direction of the backyard. His intuition told him that there must be something wrong there.

Liu Ruoxi watched the former leave, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, turned around and walked towards the backyard.

In a guest room in the backyard, Wangyou also looked at the direction where Jian Yi left, his eyes narrowed slightly, and what a terrible sword sense.

At the same time, Tiancang Academy, Lingbo Pond, a plain white figure floated and floated in it, and the eyebrows and eyes were filled with pain.

The Master stood in front of the pond, his old face was a little solemn, and the situation was not very good.

No one knows whether the invasion of foreign consciousness is not supported by external forces. Whether it can wake up or whether it can maintain its original consciousness after waking up.

"Teacher, you must save him." Ning Xi begged with tears in his eyes.

The Master sighed softly and said, "After today, let's take him back. This time, he can only rely on himself, and no one else can help."

A sad look flashed in Ning Xi's eyes. How could this happen? If even the master could not help, when would the brother wake up?

Not far from Lingbo Chi, Mu Chengxue, wearing a snow-white dress, quietly looked at the figure in the pool who was still unconscious. She felt a sense of depression for no reason, and it was so heavy that it made people unable to breathe.

After dawn, Ning Xi took his brother away again, and his delicate little face was full of confusion and sadness, and he didn't know what to do.

The atmosphere in the Marquis' Mansion was as normal and there was no change. The news that the Marquis was seriously injured and unconscious was suppressed. Only the old housekeeper and a few people in the backyard knew that the atmosphere in the backyard was extremely solemn, and even Ning Xi, who was usually heartless, could no longer laugh.

Meng Xuanji came once, came and left in a hurry. Wangyou stayed in the Hou Mansion, mobilizing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to heal Ning Chen, but it did not help much, and there was no sign of waking up.

Day after day, half a month passed, and Changsun in Weiyang Palace finally realized something was wrong. Ning Chen did not say goodbye to her this time and said that he would go there. It was impossible for him not to show up for more than half a month.

"The Empress Dowager arrived"

Just when Ning Xi didn't know how to make up for her lies, the voice she was most afraid of finally came. The eldest grandson arrived in person and arrived at the Marquis' Mansion.

Ning Xi and Liu Ruoxi were shocked and immediately went out to greet each other. They knew very well that this time, they might not be able to hide it.

"Where is Ning Chen people?"

Changsun's face was not very good-looking, and he walked directly to the backyard of the Hou's Mansion without any taboos and asked in a deep voice.

Qingning winked at the side, letting the two of them tell the truth, and the signing could no longer be hidden.

She had tried her best to delay, but it really couldn't do it.

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