Building The Ultimate Fantasy
94 Young Master Lets You Continue
This is Lu Fan's first retreat.
One day and one night, he built a new secret realm in the [Ecclesiastes] and combined the "Yanglongdi" with the new secret realm.
This is a vast project that requires excellence.
If the Wolongling Xiangong Secret Realm can only be regarded as a trifle, then this time the construction of the secret realm is really generous.
After all, Lu Fan planned that this time the end of the secret realm needed to be able to give birth to practitioners who could enter the Tibetan realm.
As for the secret realm, Lu Fan has not yet put it in, and it is still kept in the [Tao Mission], waiting for the right time.
Opening his eyes, the breeze slowly blew his white shirt.
Gently exhaled.
Lu Fan raised his hand and rubbed his temples.
Constructing a secret realm requires a great deal of soul strength. Especially this time, perfecting a large secret realm makes Lu Fan's brain a little hazy.
With one stroke, the bronze wine glass on the carved wooden table of the red shirt floated over.
The wine in the glass was already cold, Lu Fan closed, and Ning Zhao did not dare to enter the hot wine.
Drinking a glass of wine in one sip, the cold and sour taste makes Lu Fan's brain slightly clear.
After that, his heart moved, and a sentence followed the wind, coming from outside the island and pouring into his ears.
Lu Fanmei raised it.
His Excellency Baiyu Jinglou.
Nie Changqing stood with a knife on his side, and the whole person was full of knives.
He guards the pavilion and will not let people go more than half a step, as does Ning Zhao and Yi Yue.
As for Ni Yu in the distance, he filled a sachet with a sachet, and sat on a stone slab, one by one knocking.
The son said let her practice while eating...
She really did.
Jing Yue was on one side, carrying Huanglimu sword box, staring at Ni Yu...with the resentment...
After eating Qiqi Dan, Jing Yue also succeeded in condensing qi and stepped into Qidan Realm.
That kind of wonderful feeling made him unable to forget.
suddenly.
On the island, the massive repression disappeared.
Everyone was startled, looked up and looked at the second floor of Baiyu Jinglou Pavilion.
But I saw that on the terrace, the young boy in a white shirt leaned against the fence to listen to the wind, and looked at everyone underneath with a slight smile.
"The son is out!"
Ning Zhao and Yi Yue glanced at each other, they were all happy.
If the son does not leave the border, Beiluo City may be messed up.
Ning Zhaobai skirt limped, drifting to the second floor, pushing the wheelchair down the pavilion.
"Son son, Emperor Tian out of Dijing, came to see you in person, but I was stopped by me and waited now in Beiluocheng..."
Ning Zhaodao.
Lu Fan was in a wheelchair with his elbows against his guards and rubbing his temples gently.
"I know."
Lu Fan's answer was calm.
Ning Zhao was stunned.
"Sister Ning, find me a fishing rod..."
Lu Fan said suddenly.
Ning Zhao was stunned, and Nie Changqing, who was carrying a pig-killing knife, could not help raising his eyebrows.
"Your son wants to fish?"
Nie Changqing asked.
Lu Fan nodded slightly, looking at the Beiluo Lake in front of him, the breeze slowly blew the lake sparkling.
Beiluo Lake is the first "Yanglongdi" spotted by Lufan.
"Well."
Ning Zhao did not ask too much, and soon went looking for fishing rods.
"Son, God is waiting, won't you see me?"
Nie Changqing fluttered in white and asked.
Lu Fan rubbed his temples and closed his eyes slightly.
"I will talk about it when the son is done."
Nie Changqing suddenly stopped speaking.
The atmosphere became a bit quiet, leaving only the wind of the lake blowing, and the sound of the distant sky swaying towards Tianju.
"Click, click..."
Suddenly, a strange voice sounded.
Lu Fan opened his eyes and shifted his gaze slightly,
Ni Yu glared and took out a sugar-coated poly-qi Dan from the full sachet of the plug, and stuffed it into the mouth, biting it down and making a snap.
Like that... as if eating jelly beans.
Ni Yu's eyes were a little hairy, and his hands were shaking, shaking and pulling out a sugar-coated poly Qidan from the pouch.
"People...People...Come on one?"
Lu Fan's mouth twitched and waved.
"You eat well, eat more, and remember to find a place where no one..."
Ni Yu was slightly embarrassed.
quickly.
Ning Zhao returned.
Lu Fan took the fishing rod. This is a very common fishing rod. He pinched the curved sharp hook and pressed his white fingers on it. He pressed hard, and actually straightened the hook into a sharp straight hook. .
"Son... how do straight hooks fish?"
Ning Zhao was stunned.
Lu Fan smiled without a word.
In a lonely boat alone, Lu Fanduan took a wheelchair on the bow of the boat, throwing out the fishing line and hook. With a bang, the fish hook entered the water, and the starting point rippled.
Nie Changqing, Ning Zhao, Yi Yue and others stood by another Ye Guzhou.
Wang Landing was fishing in the lake with a straight hook.
...
By the bank of Beiluo Lake, it was already a mess.
Lu Changkong froze his face, and Luo Cheng behind him stared at the hundred officers kneeling on the ground, killing intent.
Who are the scoundrels?Who is the demon?!
There was no movement in the car.
"Everyone, be careful."
Lu Changkong looked at the ministers who were kneeling on the ground and thumping their chests, and said with a cold face.
The old eunuch beside Tianzi Chelong also hummed softly in his nose.
"The country must not be ruled in one day. Your majesty has been in Beiluo for two days. Dijing has already made a pot of congee."
"Now that the thieves have just retreated, and the Great Zhou Dynasty is a waste of life, how can your majesty wait for the demon here!"
"Your Majesty, please look back!"
An obese old man in a Chinese suit kneeled down on the ground, pooping on his belly, and howled to tears.
"How can He Lu Ping He let His Majesty wait like this!"
"Although Lu Ping's merits are in his name, he is a prince, His Majesty is a prince, and the prince and prince's program must not be chaotic!"
An official from the Great Zhou Dynasty persuaded him constantly.
Outside Beiluo City, the car was galloping and the smoke was rolling.
A chariot carrying officials entered Beiluo. These officials had to persuade the emperor to go back to the shore. If they could persuade, it would naturally be Qingshi's name.
However, the emperor in Cheqin had no movement at all.
Only the slightly trembling carriage made the old eunuch aware of the unrest in the car.
...
The camp was thirty miles away from the original Chicheng.
Mo Beike squeezed the letter in his hand, his heavy eyes twitched slightly.
"Bei Luolu closed in peace, the emperor stood by the lake and waited for himself, the minister of the 100 officials entered Beiluo and wept blood to persuade the king to return to Beijing..."
A faint chuckle came from Mobeike.
Dantai Xuangao took the first place, and Mo Ju shook the lupin slightly, also showing a sneer.
"The 100 officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty, a group of pedantic people, are really powerful, but if it really involves national affairs...just a group of stupid stupid dogs." Mo Ju said mercilessly.
Dantai Xuan leaned back on the chair, slightly lifting the corner of his mouth.
"Now I am waiting for time..."
"Xiang Shaoyun led the army to the west county, but if I waited for the first time to enter the emperor Jing, sitting in the six major fortresses, it would be equivalent to standing in an invincible place, even if Xiliang Tieqi is known as the first army of the big week, there is nothing to do."
Dantai Xuandao.
Mobei nodded slightly.
"Da Zhou Di Jing is now equivalent to a pot of hot porridge boiling to the extreme. When it reaches the critical point, it will naturally explode..."
"What if the emperor asked Lu Ping to move?"
"The whole world...irreversible."
Mobei Road.
...
A place to raise dragons, as the name suggests, contains a place to raise dragons.
Huxin Island, as the base of Baiyujing, Lufan puts aura, which makes the surrounding Beiluo Lake also haunted.
If any place in the world is the real place of Zhongling, Beiluo Lake can get a name.
Moreover, Beiluo Lake serves as a place for raising dragons. The raised dragons can also look at the nursing home. Why not do it?
The air of Lu Lake haunts the surface of the lake.
Lu Fan's mind swelled in the solitary boat, the densely packed swimming fish gathered in the lake, and continued to rush under the boat of Lu Fan.
Everything has spirits, and these fishes seem to feel something.
They chased the straight hook, even if there was no bait on it.
But the fish hook is like the most delicious thing in the world, attracting them.
Lu Fan was very calm, while he was holding the fishing rod on the other side.
No matter how the fish chasing in the lake, the fishing rod will not move.
The mist gradually thickened.
The misty lonely boat and the white shirt were blurred.
Ning Zhao, Nie Changqing and others could not clearly see Lu Fan's figure.
for a long time.
The fish's rumble stopped.
Lu Fan's faint voice came from the thick fog.
"Sister Ning, let the Son come..."
On the boat, Ning Zhaoqing raised under the wind.
She lifted the blue silk behind her ears and opened her red lips lightly, "Well."
After that, Ning Zhaolian walked lightly, and white embroidered shoes rippled on the surface of the lake. It was just like this, stepping on the lake and walking towards the lake.
After Ning Zhao left.
Lu Fan seemed to be thinking for a while in the mist.
He said again: "Old Nie, Yiyue..."
"in."
Yiyue hurriedly bowed, Nie Changqing bowed his hand with a knife.
"Bei Luofei Dijing, let them talk indiscriminately."
"But my son has a good temper, let them continue..."
Lu Fan's faint voice came, accompanied by the sound of falling son.
Yi Yue and Nie Changqing narrowed their eyes.
The two left by boat.
In the center of the lake, only Lufan's solitary boat was rippling.
...
Beiluo Lake.
Ning Zhao stepped on the surface of the lake, just like a fairy, but came.
Many officials were dumbfounded, and the curse was slightly abrupt.
"Your Majesty, please your son."
Ning Zhaoli stood on the lake and bowed slightly.
In the emperor's car, Yu Wenxiu suddenly unveiled the curtain, and there was a flash of excitement in his eyes.
The eunuch helped Yu Wenxiu get out of the car and boarded the already prepared boat.
"Your Majesty!"
"Don't be fooled by the demon! The demon chaos the country! Da Zhou will die!"
"Lu Ping's son is abhorrent! This son has misled the country! Misled the country!"
The ministers cried and cried their chests.
Ning Zhao looked indifferently.
On the vessel, Yu Wenxiu clenched his fists and looked crimson.
The old eunuch flicked the dust, and his face was extremely ugly. These guys looked at His Majesty weakly...it was getting worse, they had to be measured!
suddenly.
Misty lake.
A lone boat came quickly, raising white water waves, if the white snake rumbling.
Yi Yue and Nie Changqing jumped out of the solitary boat and landed steadily before the kneeling ministers.
Yu Wenxiu boarded the ship and looked back.
The old eunuch flicked the dust in his hand, and there was... murderous!
Nie Changqing's white robe fluttered in the wind.
The pig-killing knife held in his arms came out quickly, turned into a black mane, and he couldn't cover his ears. He suddenly swept over a minister who beat his chest and slammed his feet.
"Poof."
Blood splashed three feet.
The scolding stopped abruptly.
The pig-killing knife bleeds to make them cold all over.
Nie Changqing controlled the pig-killing knife to turn slowly, and picked a corner of his mouth, saying lightly:
"The son has a good temper, he lets you continue to say..."
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