Xia Ziyi's words made Ning Chen stunned for a moment, and then looked at the former seriously, before thinking about it carefully. EΔ 小 』』 『』 WWW * W. 1XIAOSHUO. COM

Apprenticeship is not as simple as imagined. Being a teacher is a symbol of responsibility and duty. So far, he has not received disciples. Even if he is conscious, he is only teaching on behalf of the moon.

Once he should get down, he should teach the little prince not only to practice, but also to do things for others.

Xia Ziyi also knows that this is not a trivial matter and waits patiently. It is not that he intends to increase the burden on his friends, but that he is really not suitable to be a guide for Chi'er.

Chi'er will take over Daxia's throne in the future. Ning Chen can teach much more than he does.

Ning Chen thought for a long time, sighed softly in his heart, nodded, and should have taken the matter.

Ziyi has no heart for the throne. He knows very well that this little prince will carry the future of Daxia. I hope he can live up to his friends.

"Chi'er, kneel down," Xia Ziyi gently pulled out the little prince behind him, serious.

Seeing Huang Bo's serious eyes, Chi'er dared not to resist and knelt down obediently.

"From now on, the person in front of you is your master. You have to remember that one day is a teacher for life, and you are the future prince of Da Xia. You must also understand respect for the teacher and strict self-discipline." .

"Yes" Xiao Chi'er was still young, and he had never seen Huang Bo so severe, with tears in his eyes, he answered.

Xia Ziyi asked the little prince to pay the teacher's salute before his serious face eased down.

Ning Chen received the teacher's ritual, and when he flipped his hand, a drop of blood overflowed from his finger and immediately lightly touched Xiao Zhi'er's brow.

The childish eyebrows show vermilion, and the wheel of eyebrows represents the prayer for the teacher, and hopes that the young disciples will alleviate disasters and evils in their lives, and turn their luck to evil.

"Get up"

Ning Chen lifted up the little prince, his face warmed up, and after receiving the gift, he would fully teach and be responsible for it.

"During the time of your injury, you will take Chi'er back to Hou Mansion, and send it back every two days," Xia Ziyi said.

"En" Ning Chen responded.

It was not early, Ning Chen did not stay any longer, holding the little prince in one hand, he was leaving.

The teardrops in Chi'er's eyes kept falling, unwilling to leave, but daring not to disobey the order of Huang Bo. The tears hung on the delicate face, and looked very pitiful.

Xia Ziyi hardened her heart, turned her back, and stopped looking.

Now that Da Xia is in danger, the blood of the royal family is withering away, and he can no longer be soft-hearted.

Chi'er had no choice but to leave with Ning Chen. At a young age, she was surprisingly sensible and well-behaved.

Knowing the destiny of the mansion, Ning Chen came back with the little prince, and it really scared Ning Xi and Liu Ruoxi to jump. He didn't let go until he heard the cause and effect of the matter.

"Aunt Xi" Chi'er and Ning Xi are no strangers. They ran to the ground and their tears fell again.

Ning Xi looked distressed and hugged her softly to comfort her. The child was still so young, so she was tortured with her brother. It was really pitiful.

"If it's a pity, from today, Chi'er's life will be your care," Ning Chen glanced at the beautiful woman in the room and said.

"En" Liu Ruoxi nodded and answered. This matter was really only her. Hou Ye was too busy, and Ning Xi was so careless, he couldn't even take care of himself, let alone take care of the little prince.

Ning Chen arranged things for Chier, turned the wheelchair out of the room, walked into the study opposite, and closed the door gently.

Day after day, night after night, the candlelight ignited, and the figure in the study was printed on the window paper on the door. The candlelight jumped and the shadow on the window swayed.

The thoughts of people in the room kept flashing, thinking about how to go in the future.

Although there is help from the Golden Staff, it can only deal with one king at most, and the biggest problem, the four pole realm master still has no solution.

He doesn't know much about the four-pole realm, and even the people in the four-pole realm don't know much about the four-polarity realm, let alone its weakness.

From the previous battle between the senior and the Siji Realm Master, the only thing he can know is that the light armor on the Siji Realm Master is not mortal, and even the sword marks cut by the seniors can quickly disappear. And resume as before.

The four-pole realm has existed for too long. As the master of the one-level realm, even if there are any other cards, it is very likely that there is too little intelligence. This is the biggest problem they face today.

In this way, it is even more necessary to get rid of or even kill the king.

The last thing to pay attention to is still Yongye Shenjia. Although Wu Jun has already died in battle, as long as the strong three disaster victims who have been hidden do not show up, it means that Yongye Shenjia still has power.

On that day, Bai Qi's general, who was holding back the senior of Triumphant Hou, had not yet entered the Three Disasters, and his combat power was far inferior to that of Wujun.

Time passed by a little while thinking, and the same thing happened in the Tianyu Temple. When all the great Xia Wuhou went out and the situation was getting worse, there was no time to waste.

At dawn, Chi'er heard Ning Xi's words and came to say hello.

Ning Chen, who has never paid attention to etiquette, was very seriously worshipped by Chi'er.

He wanted Chi Er to remember the lack of courtesy, respect for the elders, and it should not be discarded at any time.

History has been passed down for a long time. Sometimes, many things will be discarded. It doesn't matter if you throw away the gift, but if you lose your heart, you can't really pick it up again.

"Master" Chi'er shouted slightly timidly.

"Yep"

Ning Chen responded, immediately took the little prince to the desk, picked up a brush and passed it, and asked softly, "Will it work?"

"meeting"

Chi'er took the pen in reply and answered.

Ning Chen nodded, raised his hand gently on the desk, and suddenly the four legs fell directly into the floor.

"Write a few words and show it to the master." Ning Chen picked up the little prince and sat down on the chair and said.

Chi'er lay down at the table and wrote a parent word and a mother word crookedly.

The young ones are young and have very few words learned. Only these two can be memorized firmly. Master let them write and wrote the two most familiar words.

"Who taught you?" Ning Chen rubbed the little prince's head and asked.

"Uncle" Chier replied crisply.

Ning Chen swayed slightly and continued, "Then Chier wrote these two words, but before eating, he has to practice writing two quarters of a hour, can it be done?"

"En" Chi'er does not yet have much concept of time, just because Uncle Huang asked him to listen to Master, so he nodded cleverly.

"Write it, time is up, Master will call you"

The words fell, Ning Chen sat quietly and watched, no longer talking.

Chi'er struggled to hold the pen and continued to write the characters in a twisted manner, very serious, and his small face was very focused.

Ning Chen nodded without leaving any traces. The little prince had a good heart. It was obvious that Xia Ziyi had been very hard to teach.

The time of two quarters is not long, but it is indeed very long for Xiao Chier, who is only a little over three years old.

The little child had little energy, and writing was a hard thing. Just a quarter of an hour, the little prince felt his arms sore and very uncomfortable.

However, Ning Chen had nothing to say, and Chi'er didn't dare to stop, so he clenched his teeth and insisted, trying to write down.

Time gradually accumulates in a horizontal and vertical manner, and after another quarter of an hour, Ning Chen finally speaks to let the little prince rest.

"Let's go and eat"

Ning Chen hugged Chi'er down, immediately took his hand and left the study.

Outside the study room, if it was a pity that I had waited for a long time, but I didn't go in to urge it, I waited patiently for the two to come out. Although Hou Ye is a very kind person, she also needs to understand the rules. No more than half a step.

Ning Chen gave Chi'er to the former, and walked towards the front yard.

At the beginning of the day, the Hou Mansion also began to get busy. The servants who came and went saw Ning Chen, bowed and performed a salute, and then they were busy with their own tasks.

Ning Chen left the house and went to the Tarisi first, and soon entered the palace again.

The will to conquer the Lord of the Yao Family of Yucheng has been issued, and it is expected that other big factions will soon respond.

If they do not attach themselves, they will be cleansed directly. At this critical juncture of life and death, they cannot tolerate half kindness. The court must take a decisive attitude with a clear reward and punishment.

This is the most critical moment. Ning Chen and Xia Ziyi discussed for a long time about all parties. They did not leave the palace together until nightfall.

Although Xia Ziyi is now the identity of the emperor, he has not moved back to the palace, and there is no difference where a third-born congenital strongman stays.

The black suit is still a symbol of King Haowu, and it will not change at any time.

"Don't stop here"

After living in the palace, the two parted ways and walked towards their mansion.

Haowu Wangfu, Xia Ziyi came, and after assuming the throne, he had little time to come back. Only Xia Xinyu would come over from time to time to help arrange things in the government.

"Emperor Xia, welcome," Luo Fei looked back, her mouth slightly curved.

"Girl Luo, you're welcome," Xia Zi said.

Knowing the destiny of Hou Mansion, Ning Chen looked at the direction of the Wang Mansion on the other side, his eyes flashing in the light of the Dao Dao. He wanted to know what identity that Luo Fei was.

He reminded Ziyi to go back and ask for one. He wanted to add a powerful helper for Daxia. In addition, the main purpose was to see if this woman could be trusted.

Of course, these words cannot be said to Ziyi.

In Wushuang City, a shriveled old man walked step by step, concealing his breath, walking among pedestrians, and was not eye-catching.

Most forces in the Wushuang City were cleansed, but most of the civilian population survived. The four-pole realm could not kill everyone. A dead city has no meaning to him.

The old man is the Master of the Golden Staff. He came to investigate all the authenticity of Ning Chen. Although the latter sounds polite, he still has to come over to investigate.

He can live to the present, not because of how high he is, but because he is careful enough and takes his life very seriously.

He must understand carefully what he is not sure about.

On the north side of Wushuang City, Yinyuan Tianxue, the place where the former city host feasted on the heroes of the world, a powerful atmosphere floated up and down, without concealing it, just the pressure that came out, so that any warrior in the city who resisted the impulse completely died heart.

The Golden Staff National Teacher's brows were slightly frowning, which was not easy to handle. With so many innate powerhouses, even him, it was a troublesome thing to face up.

"Embarrassed, embarrassed"

The Golden Staff Master shook his head ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ It was impossible to ask him to give up, but how to successfully capture Phoenix Blood was indeed a headache for him.

In the Hou Mansion, Ning Chen is very patient and waits every day, except teaching Chier, to deal with all parties.

The vast majority of the factions in the Southeastern Territories are still able to judge the situation. Most of them expressed their position under the situation and the court ’s intimidation and profit. Of course, there are also stubborn followers who are unwilling to send troops to help.

Unexpectedly, he refused to belong to the martial arts and bleed into the river overnight, which shocked the entire southeast territory.

On this night, the candlelight of Houfu Academy burned out in the middle of the night, but no new candle was added as usual.

When Xia Ziyi got the news, she looked startled, and immediately sighed, saying nothing.

A day later, all the hesitating factions immediately expressed their willingness to submit to the imperial court and let them be dispatched.

Since this time, the problem of the southeastern territory that has been plaguing Daxia has finally been resolved temporarily, and the other side of the public attention has been basically transferred from the Feather Valley to the Wushuang City, and the atmosphere has basically been concentrated. Touch.