Building The Ultimate Fantasy
Chapter 21 Be my driver first
"Congratulations to the host for completing [branch line task 3] and obtaining 5 disposable attributes."
"Task evaluation: Grade A (qualified)."
At the moment when Nie Changqing knocked his head, the system prompt message unreally popped up in front of Lu Fan's eyes.
Lu Fan's heart moved slightly.
This time the mission evaluation actually has A grade!
This made Lu Fan feel the unexpected joy, and rewarded 5 points of disposable attribute points. With this attribute point, Lu Fan can step into the gas refining layer 2.
The mixed feelings in Lu Fan's heart can finally be upgraded...
It's really not easy.
The first upgrade, I was a little anticipated.
The rain stopped, and the torrential rain came quickly, and it went quickly.
The dark clouds were blown away by the wind.
A bright moon like a jasper disc hangs in the sky.
The moonlight sprinkled like a layer of gauze.
Nie Changqing knelt on the ground, knocked his head, and his forehead was soaked with water.
He made a decision to follow Lu Fan for a long time.
Because this decision is difficult.
Not only because of the arrogance as the tenth Taoist ancestor.
It is also for Lu Fan and Nie Shuang's safety considerations.
He Nie Changqing was a Taoist apostate and was chased and killed by Taoist Sect.
Once you follow, it will inevitably involve Lu Fan.
However, Lu Fan did not hesitate to order to kill Han Lianxiao, and Nie Changqing knew that his worry was unnecessary.
From the time when Han Lian died with a smile, Lu Fan was afraid that he was ready to bear Dao Zong's anger.
So...Nie Changqing finally chose to follow.
The hand Lu Fan just showed belongs to the "spiritual pressure" of practitioners, he...want to learn.
Nie Shuangqing was kneeling stubbornly beside Nie Changqing.
He learned Nie Changqing's movements, and also knocked his head.
The voice of milk whispered and said "I am the same".
Poof.
Ni Yu, holding the umbrella handle in both hands, couldn't hold back and smirked.
Lu Fan recovered from the system prompt and couldn’t help but see Nie Shuang’s behavior.
"Okay, get up."
"Follow and buy one get one free, I made it."
Lu Fan chuckled.
Nie Changqing pulled Nie Shuang from the ground and stood up.
"From today on, you will follow me. I happen to be short of a driver. Please be my driver for the time being and teach Xiao Ni Lianwu by the way."
Lu Fandao.
In the past, Lufan had inconvenient legs and feet. A wheelchair can be used for a short distance. If you travel a long distance, you must use a carriage.
"Well."
Nie Changqing arched his hands.
"Xiao Ni...you also practice martial arts with Xiao Ni."
Lu Fan glanced at Nie Shuang, led by Nie Changqing, smiled and said.
"Look at you who first became second-rate martial arts, first come first, the son is rewarded."
Lu Fan leaned on the wheelchair, tapping his finger on the handle, and said.
Ni Yu, holding the umbrella, his eyes suddenly light up.
Nie Shuang raised his head violently, pursing his mouth.
"Son! Xiao Ni will not fail your expectations!"
Ni Yu's excited flirty little face was flushed and his fighting spirit was high.
Afterwards, he gripped the handle of the umbrella tightly and gave Nie Shuang a provocative glance.
Nie Shuang didn't talk much, just shook his fist, and everything was silent.
Nie Changqing fondly touched Nie Shuang's head.
"Okay, it's getting late, the son is a little tired..."
Lu Fan propped his chin in one hand, pinched the bridge of his nose in one hand, and said lazily.
"Yiyue, dispose of the body."
"Sister Ning, push me back to the house." Lu Fan said.
"Old Nie, come to live with your little Nie."
Nie Changqing's thick lips pursed slightly.
He actually has a lot of confusion to ask Lu Fan.
When he got the practice method, he ran it again according to the method of removing blood, but to no avail, he thought that the so-called fairy edge was false.
As for the "Knife of the Royal Sword", taking off the Royal Sword... killing the enemy is a few miles away. In his view, it is a fantasy.
However, after seeing Lu Fan exerting spiritual pressure, he suddenly believed.
Lu Fan said that he lacked an important opportunity, and he was curious what the opportunity was.
"Son...Master, let's go to the Chen's house to collect a piece of land to pay the rent, not to go?"
Ni Yu, who was flushed and flushed, seemed to remember something and asked.
This reminder actually made Lu Fan stunned, thinking of the purpose of going out today.
"Okay, then stop by the Chen family."
Lu Fan rubbed his eyebrows and nodded.
This land is very important for Lu Fan, he needs this land to build his own detachment.
And this piece of land will become the basis for him to create a fantasy world.
"Lao Nie, go back and tidy up. We will report to Lufu tomorrow?"
Lu Fan asked Nie Changqing, who was soaked in his eyes, covered with wounds, and was still dripping.
"No need to tidy up. My son and I have no luggage. Just follow the young master."
Nie Changqing held Nie Shuang respectfully and said.
"it is good."
"Sister Ning, give him a bottle of gold sore."
Lu Fan nodded and said to Ning Zhao, then he stopped talking.
Ning Zhao took out a small bottle of gold sore medicine and threw it to Nie Changqing, pushed the wheelchair and walked out to the alleys.
Ni Yu held an umbrella and followed him step by step.
Lu Fan glanced at her, rubbing her head with a smile, "The rain has stopped, no need to cover."
Nie Changqing picked up the back basket, put all the pork away, and led Nie Shuang slowly behind Lu Fan.
When Yi Yue and Lu Fan's group disappeared at the entrance of the alley, they turned their eyes and landed on Han Lianxiao's body.
Her emotions are a little complicated.
Daozong ninth Han Lian laughed, and almost killed her with one move.
However, this kind of existence actually looks like an ant, who is crushed by the son on the ground and can't move.
The son is so strong.
She must become as strong as her son, so that she can be protected and valued.
Yiyue raised her head and looked at the moon like a jasper disk, her eyes gradually becoming firmer.
Afterwards, she took a whip in her hand and rolled up the body of Han Lianxiao, as well as the bodies of two first-rate martial artists in the distance, and walked out of the alley.
There was only a pool of blood left on the ground.
The strong bloody smell remains in the air.
...
Lufu.
Inside the study.
Candlelight swaying.
There was a heavy rain outside the window all night. At this moment, only the water standing on the vermilion of the scarlet carved window continued to drip.
On the desk of the chopping board, Lu Changkong held a brush and stroked his sleeves with one hand. The pen fell like a wind, writing on a brocade scroll.
Soon, he finished writing.
"Lao Luo."
After drying the ink, Lu Changkong shouted out the door.
The carved wooden door pushed open.
Luo Yue wore a dark-colored armor and pressed a sword, and stepped into the study.
"You bring this letter quickly into Emperor Jing and sue your majesty. I will set off tomorrow and personally escort the captured martial arts master into Beijing."
Lu Changkong.
"Be sure to hand the letter to your majesty."
Luo Yue took the letter and solemnly fisted.
"The end will not disappoint the city owner's expectations."
Lu Changkong smiled, "This world is going to be chaotic... These martial arts masters have always abided by the orders of the national master, but now, they are at a critical time to cast their enemies."
"If it weren't for Ning Zhao, Beiluo City had already fallen, and the army of Dantaixuan had already hit Huanglong at the moment, and the soldiers were coming to Dijing."
Luo Yue is silent. As a close-knit general under the commander of Lu Chang, he knows the seriousness of this matter.
"At that time, the Master of the State had a fan, a Confucian shirt, and walked the martial arts and martial arts, so that the martial arts martial arts did not dare to breathe, even if all the hundreds of children retreated to the mountain gate. ."
Lu Changkong said with emotion.
Luo Yue also took a breath and said coldly: "These people don't remember long!"
"The times are different. When the first emperor died, the age of the national master passed..." Lu Changkong was silent for a while, and sighed faintly.
"Go."
Lu Changkong waved his hand.
Let Luo Yue leave.
Luo Yue clenched his fists, left the room and put on a helmet.
Lu Changkong held a Confucian shirt, holding his hand, standing in front of the vermilion carved window.
Looking at the moonlight outside the window.
"Lao Huang, how is Fan'er?"
Lu Changkong suddenly said.
I don't know when.
A dark shadow appeared silently in the house.
A ricket figure, with rain dripping on his body, facing Lu Changkong standing in front of the window, arched his hand and said: "When the heavy rain is falling tonight, the son killed a Daozong walking."
"Oh? Daozong walking?"
"Which?"
Lu Changkong's hand slightly surprised, said.
"A song'Tide Shuiyao', Daozong ninth Han Lian laughed." Ricky's figure said hoarsely.
"Dao Zong is the ninth, is the five-ring master who likes to play flute?"
Lu Changkong raised his eyebrows.
"How did you kill it?"
Lu Changkong was a little curious, and with his strength, he might not be able to kill Wuxiang Master.
Ricky was silent, he didn't know how to describe the picture.
Because of the distance, he doesn't see very well.
Does he have to say, Master Blow flute, silly, the five-body lie down in front of Lu Fan, and is strangled to death by Ning Zhao?
It's so weird...
"Fight, kill, kill, the Emperor Jing Jing began to exert his strength, Dao Zong did not dare to riot, and continued to protect the son... Although Ning Zhao entered the guru, but...it is too young after all."
Seeing that Lao Huang couldn't tell, Lu Changkong waved his hand and said.
"Comply."
Rickets bowed.
After that, it was like a bubble that was washed away and exploded and disappeared into the room.
Standing in front of the window, Lu Changkong narrowed his eyes.
He raised his hand.
In the palm of his hand, the light blue brilliance circulated, and that ray of aura actually floated on his palm as he wanted.
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