Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Xianyuan is too small to be lazy?

Lu Fan's answer made Lu Changkong speechless.

Some people think that the fairy is too small?

Wouldn't it be good if you had one?!

"Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao go, is it enough?"

Lu Changkong frowned, confirmed again, and said.

"enough."

Lu Fan smiled.

Lu Changkong no longer speaks, he is not a person who likes to demand, and Lu Changkong also knows that Lu Fan's secret is definitely not small.

Being able to fight against the children, these strengths may be really qualified to look down on this fairy edge.

Because, according to the spy's report, among the strong men who went to Wolongling this time, it seems that all the hundred sons did not show up.

"Okay, you can count on your mind, but this time the outbreak of the immortal edge, after all, within the jurisdiction of my Beiluo City, I need to guard Beiluo for my father to prevent abnormalities and implicate Beiluo."

Lu Changkong said seriously.

Lu Fan nodded.

"Dad, if you have time, you can go to Huxin Island more. There, it is actually not weaker than the ordinary fairyland."

Lu Fan reminded.

Lu Changkong stepped into the second stage of Qidan Realm on the Huxin Island, and his practice talent was beyond Lufan's unexpected evil spirits. In Lu Fan's view, it would be better to spend more time on practice.

"Okay, I see. When this happens, I will live on Huxin Island for my father. Those chrysanthemums are quite pleasing to the father."

Lu Changkong's meticulous face showed a smile.

As a descendant of hundreds of farmers, Lu Changkong always has a special feeling for peculiar plants.

Lu Changkong left, wearing a helmet and armor and a knife around his waist, leaving the courtyard and rushing to the city wall.

Wolongling is a hundred miles away from Beiluo City. Once a war breaks out, it is very likely that Beiluo will be involved. There are also some guards who will attack Beiluo City on the ground of immortality.

Lu Changkong must sit at the head of the city in order to deter the Quartet.

...

Lufu prison.

The ground was damp and dirty, and the air was filled with bloody smell.

This is the second time Lu Fan has come to prison.

For the first time, he sentenced the life and death of many Confucian scholars into one sentence, causing the blood on the walls of the prison to be washed day and night.

This is the second time, but this time, Lu Fan did not have much intention to kill.

Mo Liuqi woke up.

He was tied to the cross and his body was strong and firm.

"I... didn't die?"

Mo Liuqi opened his eyes and stabbed in his body, which was the sequela of the muscles that had been pressed by the horror spirit before.

The big jail door opened.

The sound of the friction between the wooden wheel and the damp ground resounded.

The dazzling sunlight outside the door made Mo Liuqi unable to resist tears.

He closed his eyes and waited for the light to soften, then slowly opened it to see what the person was like.

In front of him, there is a young man with red teeth and white lips, a white shirt, with curly hair hanging down, his face like white jade, and his handsome.

Beside the teenager, there was a servant girl with a fox charm and a swaying posture, and there was a baby girl holding a chess board, glaring at him, a super fierce look.

There are also many soldiers in armor around, with a breath of breath, filling the room.

Lufu Grand Prison... Mo Liuqi recognized it.

He is familiar with the smell of Da Lao.

"The Mo family sent you to assassinate?"

The wheelchair stopped at the first three steps of Mo Liuqi's body, and the lip-white teenager, playing with long fingers, said lightly.

"You want to kill..."

Mo Liuqi's eyes were sad, and he dropped his head.

Azhu, I'm dying.

Mo Liuqi felt a little blocked in his heart, but regretted not, but lost.

He was afraid that he would never see Azhu who gave him the task again.

"You are not a qualified assassin."

"Assassins should not have such strong feelings."

Lu Fan supported his chin with one hand,

Mo Liuqi suddenly raised his head and stared at Zhuchai in Fan's hands.

"So, give up being an assassin, follow me."

Lu Fandao.

Mo Liuqi was stunned for a moment. It seemed that he did not expect that Lu Fan did not order him to be killed. Instead, he wanted to... recruit him.

"It stands to reason that you are assassinating my Bai Yujing's site, I can't let you live."

"But Lu Fan is a very good-tempered person, so... I will give you a chance to live, and a chance to continue to meet your sweetheart."

Lu Fan raised his hand, the pearl hairpin floated out of thin air.

Under the control of Lu Fanyi's idea, he floated in front of Mo Liuqi's eyeballs, only a few centimeters away from his pupils.

"You can'Yi Yi Yu She', the talent is very good, so I give you this opportunity."

"One day, one day, if you can step into the three stages of Qidan Realm and live, I will also give you a chance to separate from Azhu."

Lu Fan said lightly.

"If it can't be done?"

There was sweat flowing down on Mo Liuqi's forehead.

The young man's method in front of him is too unpredictable.

The horror-like spiritual pressure before was even more terrible than the Confucian Confucian's noble morality.

Another example is this easy-to-use control method.

Mo Liuqi was able to control the scissors with his will, so he was well aware of the difficulty of this kind of control.

"Can't do it..."

Lu Fan glanced at Mo Liuqi lightly.

"Then die."

"Oh, don't worry, even if I die, I will let Azhu see you last, but... let her see your bloody head."

Lu Fan grinned and smiled brightly.

Mo Liuqi suddenly felt cold.

Ni Yu on the side glanced at his fierce and evil son, and then pouted.

The son's ability to scare people...it's so rubbish.

Mo Liuqi closed his eyes, imagining Azhu when he saw his bloody head, and then smiled bitterly.

Perhaps, Azhu doesn't feel much.

but……

"I promise you."

Ink six or seven.

Lu Fan smiled: "Very good."

After that, Zhuchai inserted Mo Liuqi's hair bun under his control.

The ropes on Mo Liuqi's body also broke automatically, and the whole person fell to the ground.

"Jingyue, take him and enter the island."

The wheelchair turned automatically, and Lu Fan's faint voice floated.

Jing Yue, who was carrying a yellow pear wood sword box, immediately smiled and picked up Mo Liuqi's body.

...

Lake Heart Island.

The cruise ship arrived.

Yi Yue pushed the wheelchair off the boat, Ni Yutu spit darkly, carrying a chessboard, his legs became soft.

Mo Liuqi lowered his head, Jing Yue followed him.

far away.

The sound of breaking the sky resounded.

Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao appeared suddenly.

"Son."

The two bowed.

Lu Fan waved his hand, "I'm very disappointed with you. Only one night, I can condense a ray of aura?"

Overnight, Nie Changqing entered the second section of Qidan Realm, while Ning Zhao entered the third section of Qidan Realm.

However, Lu Fan was very dissatisfied.

After all, the concentration of Reiki reaches ten thousand in today's Huxin Island.

Coupled with the gentle temperament of the ten strains of chrysanthemum, the cultivation environment can be said to be the best in the Five Phoenix Continent.

Under such circumstances, their cultivation progress is so slow.

Ning Zhao bit his lip and lowered his head, guilty.

The same is true of Nie Changqing.

They let Lu Fan down.

"Wolongling's secret realm has appeared. You still have one day to go to Wolongling one day later."

Lu Fan said lightly, his voice could not hear anger.

"Well."

Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao hurriedly answered.

Afterwards, he left to vomit aura.

"Jingyue, be optimistic about him and move freely on the island. If he dares to leave the island, kill him."

Lufan wheelchair automatically travels, while driving, while facing Jingyue Road.

Jing Yue hurriedly stood straight.

"Son, wrap it with me."

Afterwards, he glared and looked at Mo Liuqi.

"Yiyue."

Lu Fan suddenly said.

Yi Yue, who was pushing a wheelchair, looked at Lu Fan.

"You once asked me for the immortal fate. I never gave you. Now, I have watched your blood and gallop. Although I have not reached the level of a first-rate martial artist, it is also fast. Therefore, the son can give you a chance."

Lu Fan looked at Yi Yue and said.

Yi Yue heard that Hu Mei's face was suddenly excited.

She knelt directly on the ground, her body trembling with excitement.

"If you practice with Mo Liuqi on the island, if you can get a sense of breath and step into the Qi Dan realm, the son will pass on you the real immortal method."

Lu Fandao.

Yi Yue was pleasantly surprised, and her head was trembling with gratitude.

Lu Fan looked at the excited Yi Yue and said nothing.

Yiyue is different from Niyu and Ningzhao. Yiyue bears a monstrous hatred.

When Lu Changkong picked up Ning Zhao, Yi Yue and Ni Yu from the dead people's heap, Yi Yue was the most special.

Holding the blood-stained dagger in his hand, his eyes were full of hatred.

Lu Fan also learned that Yiyue's life was from a famous small family in Xijun, Shuxiangmendi. However, because she opposed the Mojia's involvement in the West County affairs, she was completely killed by the killers dispatched by the Mojia, leaving only Yi. Yue fled, and fled to Beiluo City with the refugees and was rescued by Lu Changkong.

"Don't thank me first, let's talk after you have developed a sense of anger."

Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair and turned away from Yi Yue, said lightly.

"Ni Yu, push me upstairs."

Lu Fandao.

Ni Yu gave a whimper and pushed the wheelchair to the Baiyu Jinglou Pavilion, reaching the terrace on the second floor.

Lu Fan took Ni Yu's spiritual pressure chessboard and placed it in front of him.

A chess box full of black and white chess pieces is placed.

Ni Yu is busy burning green plum wine.

Rumble...

The originally clear sky suddenly began to have dark clouds.

There was wind on the lake.

Between heaven and earth, there is a breath of depression.

Lu Fan holds the son.

In an instant, above the pavilion, the situation changed.

His palm gently stroked the chessboard, and his eyes suddenly changed, becoming deep and long.

A beating line outlined the topography of Wolongling on the spirit pressure chessboard.

The world's crowds and densely packed soldiers and horses gathered outside Wolongling.

They are all presented on the pressure board with red dots.

He is a layout person, but also an outsider.

Aura recovery.

start.

PS: Tickets, tickets cannot be stopped~