Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Lu Fanxi leaned back in his wheelchair and closed his eyes slightly.

He is very satisfied with this choice.

The Drunken Pavilion was a surprise, quite in line with his psychological expectations.

Beiluo City is very large, and there is a Beiluo Lake in the city, which is where the talents and beautiful women in Beiluo City gather.

There are often flower boats moored and gentlemen.

In the center of Beiluo Lake, there is an island, the island is not big, and there is only one building on the island, that is Zuichen Pavilion.

The task required Lu Fan to build a transcendental force from scratch, he must choose carefully.

Because, after choosing a good place, Lu Fan will put aura into this area, and build this area into a practice area, in the future, cultivate a practitioner.

Therefore, the location of forces is very important for Lu Fan.

Buildings like Zuichen Pavilion, separate from Beiluo City and independent of the island, are indeed Lufan's best choice today.

Seeing this title deed, Lu Fan's heart was hit.

Chen Beixun looked at Lu Fan with his eyes closed, his face slightly weird, he did not know whether Lu Fan was serious.

Is Lu Shao mainly in the spring building industry?

Is it behind Lu Changkong?

Chen Beixun's thoughts circulated and thought a lot.

If there is a great chaos today, all the schools of hundreds of sons and princes will erode the Great Zhou.

Beiluo City is the goal of the sword faction, and Chen Beixun as a force promoted to the bright side by the sword faction, he is naturally under great pressure, and any decision must be thoughtful.

"Lu Shao..."

Chen Beixun took a deep breath and smiled again on his face.

"Zuichen Pavilion is the place of Fengyue. Although the Confucian scholars have been very romantic since ancient times, but... Lu Shao, this place is really not suitable for your retirement."

Lu Fan opened his eyes and his face gradually cooled down.

"What happened to Fengyue Place?"

Lu Fan said lightly: "If you can't bear to say it straight, I'm Lu Ping'an and never force it."

Chen Beixun narrowed his eyes, and the Chen Confucian students behind him also fell silent.

They dare not speak out.

Lu Fan is too strong, but he has strong capital.

Who asked him to stand behind the city's main palace, if it was not for the sword faction Chen Beixun, the Chen family might have been taken over by the city's main palace at this moment.

At the moment when Lu Fan's words cooled down, the cicada winged sword in Ning Zhao's hand slowly raised.

Her long skirt is automatic without wind, and there seems to be a rush of air above the tip of the sword.

Nie Changqing was carrying a pig-killing knife, his face was indifferent, and standing there, the pressure of anger did not spread.

Chen Beixun smiled.

"Where is Lu Shao, since Lu Shao fancy, my Chen family will certainly not be able to say anything, but..."

"The Drunken Pavilion is operated jointly by Chen, Liu and Zhu, and no one can be the master in the Northern Xuan Dynasty."

Chen Beixun said seriously.

"Moreover, there are too many things involved in the Zuichen Pavilion. Once Lu Shao closes the Zuichen Pavilion, it will inevitably arouse the dissatisfaction of the scholars in Beiluo City. At that time... Lu Shao may be pointed out by thousands of people."

After finishing his instructions, Chen Beixun looked at the landing quietly.

The night is getting dim.

The Chen family garden became extremely quiet.

Lu Fan leaned on the wheelchair. He raised his hand, took the title deed from Ni Yu, gripped it with his index finger and middle finger, and raised it in front of Chen Beixun.

"The three great families are operating together. That's just right. You personally went to the other two and said that you would get two thousand and two silver each, plus the title deed of Zuichen Pavilion, and send it to Lufu tomorrow. The rent of the city's main palace will be completely collected."

"Otherwise, I will go out one by one tomorrow, and then... the rent will not be the price."

Lu Fandao.

Chen Beixun froze, looking at the landing inconceivably.

Lu Fan was really crazy and proud, just right.

But this madness and arrogance are within the rules.

"As for... the dissatisfaction of Confucian students in Beiluo City."

Lu Fan leaned on the wheelchair, playing with his slender fingers, with a slight arc of the corner of his mouth, glancing at Chen Beixun.

The moonlight shone on his face, making this smile more and more meaningful.

"What are they doing with me?"

"Have the ability, let them come to me."

"Thousands of fingers, huh... do they try?"

Lu Fan's smile is full of playfulness.

"Sister Ning, push me back, I'm tired."

After speaking, Lu Fan closed his eyes, too lazy to do too much explanation and entanglement with Chen Beixun.

After Ning Zhaoping fell back into the wheelchair, the cicada winged sword was inserted into the sword box of the wheelchair.

The sound of wooden wheels running over the blue bricks haunted the quiet night garden.

Ni Yu returned the title deed to Chen Beixun.

Follow Nie Shuang on Lufan's wheelchair side.

Nie Changqing carried a blood-stained pig-killing knife, but he didn't move. After standing, the sharp eyes swept across the Chen family.

Chen Beixun recalled the meaningful smile on the landing, and took a deep breath.

He grabbed a pile of title deeds and patted.

Afterwards, his throat trembles, bowing in the direction of landing, and making a loud noise.

"Chen Beixun courtesy of Master Lu."

When Chen Beixun finished shouting, he looked back and signaled that all the Chen family would also shout.

The Confucian students of the Chen family were unwilling, but they did not dare not follow.

"Congratulations to Master Lu."

The tidy shout, with unwillingness and humiliation, rushed into Jiuxiao as if to tear the night apart.

The figure of Lu Fan, propping his chin and sitting in a wheelchair, had already been pushed by Ning Zhao and disappeared into the night.

Carrying a pig-killing knife, Nie Changqing glanced at Chen Beixun indifferently, and slowly backed away, hiding in the darkness.

After Lu Fan left.

Chen Beixun took his hand and chuckled.

"It's kind of interesting. I thought Lu Changkong's son was a silly scholar who only knew Confucianism and didn't know anything about the world. Now it seems... The world's perception of this young master Lu has all deviated. ."

"This child is definitely not something in the pool.

Chen Beixun struck Mei Shan.

Suddenly, he laughed at himself.

"But someone, Chen, likes to eat dragon tendon and drink dragon blood."

...

When Lu Fan returned to Lu Fu, it was very late.

Yiyue stood in front of the door and waited for the return of Landing Fan and others.

"Has the body been processed?"

Lu Fan looked at Yi Yue and said.

"All pressed the stone and sank into Beiluo Lake."

Yiyue wiped the blood on the goose skirt, pursed her mouth, and said.

"Hard to work, sister Ning arranged a room for Lao Nie and Xiaoshuang."

Lu Fan nodded slightly.

He squeezed his eyebrows and asked Ni Yu to push him back to the room.

"Sister Ning, you don't have to worry about today's affairs, my son is not really a powerless, but..."

"This mistake also needs to be taken as a warning. You have Aura. You are indeed ahead of others, but... Aura is not omnipotent. When Aura has not formed an overwhelming advantage... Don't underestimate the world."

Ni Yu pushed the wheelchair, and Lu Fan, who was leaning on the wheelchair, tapped the wool blanket with his fingers..

"Don't have another time."

Lu Fan said lightly.

The words fell, and there was silence, leaving only the sound of the wooden wheel turning away, and the ether disappeared.

Ning Zhao stood in place, her face slightly pale, her fists clenched, and her plump lips bit out a deep mark.

This time, the mistakes hit her really hard.

If the son does not have the means, the end tonight may be another situation.

The person who was thrown to Beiluo Lake may not be Han Lianxiao, but Lu Fan.

Of course, Ning Zhao also knew that Lu Fan did not blame her. After all, she had too little time to master the aura.

However, this time the defeat was not only due to the lack of reiki mastery, but the main reason was her underestimation and inner expansion.

She could have done better.

I thought that aura is higher than ordinary martial arts.

Do not look at the master of the world.

In fact, the guru is divided into nine rings. Mo said that the guru of the nine rings, any master who has more than five rings, killing Ning Zhao today will be very easy.

"The warrior must be arrogant and impetuous. It is taboo to underestimate the enemy. The lion beats the rabbit with all his strength, not to mention the master warrior you are facing.

At night, Nie Changqing rubbed Nie Shuang's head and looked at Ning Zhao.

He is a kind reminder.

It is also his experience.

The gloom on Ning Zhao's face swept away and bowed slightly towards Nie Changqing.

"Thank you Brother Nie for your advice."

"Brother Nie, go here."

Ning Zhaoyan smiled, and then Yiyue took Nie Changqing to the box.

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