The mortal has traveled for more than a month, and the two really walked for more than a month. They traveled all the way. They are no longer warriors, but just the most ordinary mortals. E-fiction www "W. ＊ 1XIAOSHUO. COM

Along the way, from winter to spring, everything is gradually recovering, the greenery is scattered everywhere, and it blooms the most beautiful beauty of life at the beginning.

An unprecedented calm time, without repeated battles that had to be faced, injuries, and running around, made Ning Chen cherish exceptionally, and always had a warm smile on his face.

Mu Chengxue couldn't see him laughing, so he kept walking in front, seeing nothing.

As night fell, the cold rose above the wilderness, and Ning Chen stopped and whispered, "take a break"

After hearing this, Mu Chengxue also stopped and said nothing. She had been used to it for a month.

The bonfires on the wasteland kept beating, dispelling the chill of early spring, although both of them were born, and were not afraid of the cold.

Ning Chen looked at the campfire and was a little dull, he knew he could not drag on for long.

He has recovered from his injuries, and the road to the academy is almost over.

Mu Chengxue sat quietly by the bonfire, looking at the man in front of him through the beating fire, a faint gleam flashed in his beautiful eyes.

She is not stupid, why can't you see him delaying time, although in her view, it makes no sense.

"Have you recovered?" Mu Chengxue asked.

"En" Ning Chen returned to his mind, sighed in his heart, immediately nodded, and said, "It's almost done"

I thought it was the word "no" again, but I didn't expect to get an affirmative answer for the first time. Mu Chengxue's expression slightly stunned. What he had just said, he swallowed subconsciously when he came to his mouth.

"We will come out tomorrow morning," Ning Chen said with a smile on his face.

"Yep"

Mu Chengxue responded without saying anything.

The quiet night gradually passed. When the eastern sky lit up, Ning Chen waved his hand to extinguish the bonfire and got up and said, "Let's go"

At the next moment, two white lights crossed the sky and hurried towards the academy.

In Tiancang Academy, the Confucius turned his head and looked into the distance. The old eyes were amidst the ancient waves, without any light.

The long years of the millennium have exhausted all the strength of the old man, but he is still struggling to support it until the day of destiny.

Not far away, in another small courtyard, Dean Tiancang also felt the two breaths coming from the east and walked out of the wooden house.

A moment later, Ning Chen and Mu Chengxue appeared and fell together.

"Already decided? I should have said, if you are not sure, don't take the risk easily." Dean Tian Cang glanced at them calmly.

"Please also ask the Dean for advice" Ning Chen said rightly.

In the shadow, the big yin sparrow is out of the sheath at the same time, and the sword sings through the academy to the extreme coldness, which will make the surrounding world thousands of ice and snow.

At the same time, the Great Xia Imperial City, the Haowu Palace, and Xia Ziyi, who had been awake, woke up, opened his eyes, sat up from the bed, and the long black and white fell down, stinging.

"Oh? I finally woke up," Luo Fei said with a hint of incomprehensible smile at the corner of his mouth.

Xia Xinyu, the "Brother of the Emperor" who had just taken in the medicine, saw the figure sitting on the bed, flashing with excitement in his eyes, and cried with joy.

It didn't take long for the news that King Haowu woke up spreading throughout the imperial city, and many people secretly breathed a sigh of relief, especially from the top and bottom of the Confucian school, and they even sent worship messages one after another.

Since the last early dynasty, Confucian representative Guang Luqing in the middle of the dynasty has clearly attracted the anger of the Xia Emperor today. However, because he knew his face well, he did not tear his face in public.

The forces of Confucianism in the middle of the DPRK are now in jeopardy. Fortunately, King Haowu woke up in time and may be able to save this unfavorable situation.

However, when a great Confucian figure gathered in Haowu Palace, Xia Ziyi had already left.

In Weiyang Palace, Changsun looked at the figure kneeling in front, and looked calmly, "Have you ever thought about it?"

"I've decided, don't block after the mother," Xia Ziyi said slowly.

The grandson was silent for a long time, and after a long sigh, he waved and said, "Go!"

"Lady Mother"

Xia Ziyi knocked his head respectfully and immediately got up and left.

Behind the grandson, there was a touch of worry in Liming's eyes. She could feel that after waking up, King Haowu changed a lot compared to before.

In the deepest part of the palace, the artifacts of the town and the country were up and down, and the majestic endless luck filled it. At this moment, a figure of the Xuanyi Wang suit walked straight away, and soon disappeared into the purple gas.

The rumbling door-opening sounded, and a moment later, it slammed shut, and since then, King Xia Haowu has no news.

Purple gas scrolled, and a huge stone gate emerged indistinctly, a place of taboo, one of the strongest insides of the once big summer, but after nearly 1,000 years of evolution, it has become the most dangerous forbidden place in the world.

Xia Ziyi entered. Three hundred years later, someone entered for the first time.

In front of the eternal night gods, the dark abyss, and the giant golem, there is still no movement in a venerable coffin, only the strong breath diffuses and fills the entire dark abyss.

Qian Qianqiu came over and knelt down respectfully, waiting quietly.

The Yongye God Church, the masters of the major temples, have equal status. No one can override the others. The master of the second temple kneels on the ground, which is shocking.

Suddenly, a breath of darkness appeared, suppressing everything, noble and cold, the moment of appearance, Vientiane trembled and prostrate.

"Long Qianqiu, slow"

Sudden and near voices sounded, he could not tell where he came from, but he gave people an unprecedented pressure. The more powerful, the more intuitive one feels.

"Lord, Atonement" confessed to sin.

"How about the scroll of nowhere?"

"There is no news yet, because of the chaos, the Yongye Divine Code is disturbed, and it may take some time to sense its trail," Zong Qianqiu replied.

"Do it as soon as possible, and hope that next time, Mo will disappoint me again"

"Yes" Longevity responded.

The dark breath dissipated, and a blue figure fell down, and into the eyes, it was the mysterious knowledge that was supposed to be in Meng Xuanji's hands.

A sword hole penetrates the heart, even if it is innate, it should not be saved. The scene before him is really difficult to understand.

Qianqiu stood up, watching his eyes gradually return to the mysterious knowledge of the gods, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Hallmaster" Xuanzhi knelt down and worshipped.

"Get up, you're still the mysterious knowledge of the Four-pole Holy Land, and you don't want to reveal flaws," said Qian Qianqiu lightly.

"Subordinate understands" Xuanzhi respectfully said.

"Notify the masters of the four poles and prepare to open the two-level channel".

"Observe"

Xuanzhi led his life, immediately got up and walked away quickly.

Tiancang Academy, the sword of two swords, is becoming more and more sharp, and even Dean Tiancang feels strong pressure.

The injuries in Ning Chen's body were completely healed after all, the body was recovered, and the injuries were completely eliminated. In the past two years, he has been able to do his best.

Three-volume plus body, plus a pair of unparalleled foundations, with Mu Chengxue's extreme to the peak, as strong as Tian Cang Dean also had to be attentive, double palms shaking double swords, fighting fiercely abnormal.

Although both sides have their own reservations and unfinished moves, the frontiers of the war are still tumultuous in the world, covering the sky and the sun.

Da Yin Qingque sword trembles unceasingly, lifting light weight, shaking the power of the sky, splitting the ground.

Mu Chengxue's figure is indistinguishable quickly, and the shadow is not seen, but it is already the reincarnation of ten swords.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the two sides stopped, and Dean Tian Cang waved away the dust, and the cracked ground slowly closed.

"There are only so many things I can help you, but Wu Jun can be above me, you have to be careful. If the fighting situation changes, do n’t force yourself to pull out in time."

"Thank you Dean" Ning Chen politely and respectfully said.

"Ning Chen, come here." At this moment, an old voice came, and said hoarsely.

"You come too." At the same time, Mu Chengxue's ear also sounded the Master's voice.

Ning Chen stunned, looking at the small courtyard in the distance, not understanding why the Master was looking for them at this time.

Mu Chengxue's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't expect that Tiancang Academy had such a strong man.

"Teacher tells you, let's go." Apparently Tian Cang heard the Master's voice and reminded him.

Ning Chen nodded, led Mu Chengxue, and quickly walked towards the courtyard of the Confucius.

In the small courtyard, the Confucius rarely came out of the room and looked at the two people walking, the faint fatigue of the old face flashed over.

At the same time, Xia Mingri, who was discussing the war with the group of ministers, had just got up. Suddenly he stumbled, and the black blood in his mouth overflowed, and he fell back directly.

"His Majesty"

Tai Zhigong and others were shocked and immediately stepped forward, anxiously.

"Call ... Call ..." Xia Mingri's mouth bleed out of black blood, and he just fainted after speaking two words.

"Your Majesty" the officials were in a state of confusion, and somehow they were so changed.

Outside the temple, many court eunuchs and patrolling guards saw this scene. At this moment, the frightened soul was scattered, fearing that they would be wiped out.

"Come here, ask the Taiji doctor, if anyone dares to chew more tongues and annihilate the nine tribes," Tai Zhigong stepped forward, guarding Xia Mingri's last breath with congenital ingenuity, and immediately ordered with deep voice.

"Yes"

A hidden dark dragon guard appeared, his figure flashed and disappeared in the palace.

The big summer crisis ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Panchen panic, Tai Chi Gong's eyes are murderous, and he is quick to figure out the possible murderer.

The biggest suspect must be the Yongye Gods Church, but the people around Xia Mingri are those who have undergone rigorous investigations, and there is very little possibility of mixing into the gods.

The doctor came soon. After checking the pulse, his face changed at that time.

"Please also ask the public to cooperate and help seal your heart"

The doctor took out the silver needle and asked for acupuncture at several points in Xia Mingri to disperse the poison.

Taizhigong listens to the words of the great doctor, protects the heart with true qi, and prevents the poison from rushing to the heart.

The surname Li of the Taiji is the highest among the Taixia dynasties, even though it is not weaker than the sage in ancient times.

However, Xia Mingri's poisoning was obviously not unusual. When Li Taiyi was performing acupuncture, the sweat on his forehead kept dripping, and it seemed unusually difficult.

After half an hour, Li Taiyi put away the silver needle and said in a deep voice, "The old minister has done his best, and he hopes that the public will be prepared to establish a new emperor for Daxia as soon as possible."