Building The Ultimate Fantasy

On Beiluo Lake.

The gentle willow wind blows on the face, like a girl's ribbon, with a unique refreshing and fragrance.

The cruise ship was swaying, and the blue waves rippled.

Sunshine is like crumbling gold, spreading across the lake, bringing light and dark luster.

In the wooden boat, Lv Mu sat on the front of his chest, clutching the shiny turtle shell in his hand, and inexplicably nervous.

Beside him, there is a girl carrying a pipa, with a little cramp in the tender face.

Ni Yu held a cloth pouch and watched the girl curiously. Afterwards, her chubby thumb and index finger reached into the cloth pouch and pinched out a Qiqidan, which was stuffed into the mouth.

Lu Mu glanced out a little anxiously. On the cruise ship's board, Lu Dongxuan hung a large gold chain around his neck, standing behind Lu Fan with a smile on his face.

"Girl, come and press a sugar pill and be surprised."

Lv Mu was a bit greedy about Ni Yu who was looking at Zheng Huan who was eating, but couldn't help asking.

Ni Yu's chewing motion stiffened and then squinted at Lu Mu: "Old man, what about your face?"

"What's the difference between your behavior and grabbing a three-year-old kid's sugar gourd?"

Lu Mu stagnate.

"Also, open your eyes and see if this is a sugar pill?"

Ni Yu pinched a Qiqi Dan and shook it in front of Lu Mu. The Qiqi Dan wrapped in sugar coating was as beautiful as a bubble in the sun.

Afterwards, Lu Mu's face was stunned, and he stuffed it into his mouth.

Lu Mu was speechless... Isn't this a sugar pill?

Lu Fanduan was in a wheelchair, and the lake breeze was blowing his hanging temples.

He squeezed some broken rice in his hand, and slowly threw it into the lake, causing the middle reaches of the lake to scramble for fish.

"The celestial master among the hundreds of schools...knows the current affairs."

Lu Fan said lightly.

Lu Dongxuan standing behind Lu Fan's wheelchair, the old meat with his face stacked up, and the wrinkles seemed to tremble.

"Master Lu Shao said, how dare you not be obsolete, Tianjijia can join Bai Yujing, that is my honor!"

Lu Dongxuan pulled the gold chain and said.

He was very shocked. This was the first time he saw Master Lu, but he had actually calculated Master Lu many times.

Inherited from the Tianji family's "Tianji Deduction Technique", he can count on the world, but every time Lu Dongxuan arrives at the North Luolu young master, he will be frightened, as if there is an inexplicable horror wrapped around him.

Once deep deduction, that kind of horror became more and more intense. In the end, there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him from the sky.

This gave Lu Dongxuan the clearest understanding of Lu Fan's horror.

This is also the reason why he heard Lu Fan want to incorporate Tianjijia, and he did not hesitate to drag his family to bring his mouth.

He did not fight, he did not resist.

Because he counted a gossip, joining Bai Yujing, only good and no harm.

In fact, the inheritance of Tianjijia has reached a bottleneck. Lu Dongxuan wanted to break through the existing shackles, but it was too difficult.

Bai Yujing's appearance gave him hope.

"You see it thoroughly."

Lu Fan sprinkled all the broken rice in his hands.

Lu Dongxuan laughed even more.

"I mainly like the Tianji pigeons of your Tianji family. Because of the Tianji pigeons, I have included you. I hope you can pass on the world for Bai Yujing."

Lu Fan leaned on the wheelchair, turned his face and looked at Lu Dongxuan.

The expression on Lu Dongxuan's face was sluggish.

Tianji's home was chosen because of Tianji pigeons?

However, soon, Lu Dongxuan laughed even more, as long as it was valuable, joining Bai Yujing would not suffer too much.

"It's an honour to have the Lord's favor."

Lu Dong Xuan Dao.

The cruise ship broke through the thick fog, and the lake heart island gradually came into view, haunting the aura, and the lake heart island like a fairy island gave people great visual shock.

Lu Dongxuan glanced,

A group of people went to the island.

Ni Yu was covered in a black pot, stealing a sugar-coated poly Qidan in his mouth, and slowly pushed his wheelchair to the Baiyu Jinglou Pavilion.

Jing Yue was bored with Chaotianju, and Lu Fan's return made him stand upright while he was surprised.

"Tianji Jia joined Bai Yujing and changed its name to Tianji Pavilion."

Lu Fan said slowly.

Lu Dongxuan hesitated and nodded, "All listen to the young master."

At the moment, Lu Dongxuan was shocked, and everything on the island was very new to him.

The incomparable air is as if there are invisible little snakes in the world.

The ten chrysanthemums seemed to have wisdom among them.

Chrysanthemum has wisdom?

Damn it.

The girl carrying the pipa looked at the island with some surprise from the perspective of ordinary people. This island is so beautiful.

Ni Yu pushed Lu Fan into the Baiyu Jinglou Pavilion.

Lu Dongxuan followed.

Lu Mu hesitated a little and he said, "Be careful."

After stepping on the stone steps of the Baiyu Jinglou Pavilion.

Lu Dongxuan's eyes fell on the vertical plaques on both sides, and a vast breath suddenly came to his face, making him stiff.

...

Ten miles away from Beiluo city.

A black horse gallops across the plain, its mane spreads, and its horseshoes go fast.

The reins tugged.

The dark horse raised its front hooves and crushed the dust.

On the horseback, a burly figure narrowed its eyes, staring at the towering Beiluocheng in the distance, revealing a smile of expectation.

...

Dijing, outside the city.

Ten quick horses broke the dust.

The sound of horseshoes thundered and rang like a rapid raindrop against the ground.

Jiang Li was escorted by nine messengers and headed towards Dijing.

The towering city gate of Dijing soon appeared in front of him.

"How did the city gate close?"

Jiang Li frowned.

Nine came to look at each other.

They shouted for a long time, but nobody opened the door.

And at this moment.

In the city, murderous and awe-inspiring.

Luo Cheng's pupils contracted when he sensed the falling rain of the sky, and the horses screamed under him. He burst into a roar and pulled out his long knife to resist.

On the carriage, Nie Changqing narrowed his eyes.

"I haven't waited to do it, these people did it first..."

"Interestingly, it's bolder than the families in Beiluo City."

Nie Changqing said slowly.

Beiluo Five Hundred Iron Rides, shrouded in the rain of arrows.

With the intensity of this arrow rain, it is ready to shoot all the Luoluo Tieqi in a flash!

The evil of the mind makes Luo Cheng chill!

Where is it?

The Imperial City, at the foot of the emperor!

But some people dared to dispatch heavy soldiers to round them up!

This is like seeing the emperor as nothing!

It is no wonder that the master of the city said that the emperor Jing was in a pan of congee, and the state teacher collapsed.

Arrow rain roared down like a hazy dark cloud.

Every North Luotie horse rides on the uneasy hoof.

Nie Changqing didn't take it seriously and reached out and grabbed the pig-killing knife on the carriage.

Take a white bupapa and gently wipe the pig knife.

Faced with the rain of arrows, he didn't change his face, and even had some leisurely self-satisfaction, as if he was facing Jiangnan Yanyu.

Suddenly.

Inside the carriage, there was an invisible Aura wave spreading out.

The curtains began to buckle.

Afterwards, the rain of arrows in the sky seemed to freeze suddenly.

It seems that there is an invisible curtain blocking all the arrow rain!

"Doo."

Softly.

There was huge pressure in the carriage, which caused each arrow to fall to the ground one after another. The metal arrows collided with the bluestone ground, and the clang sounded like an elegant vocal sound.

On the walls, the archery soldiers were stunned.

Even if the guru of the seven or eight sounds, in the face of this arrow rain, they are afraid that they will be burnt, or they will be shot.

But the situation in front of them completely exceeded their cognition!

"The world lacks at least awe of the practitioners."

"The son's words really make sense."

The slender fiber hand unveils the curtain.

The gentle voice haunted the empty street.

Ning Zhao had a white dress with three thousand hairs hanging down and rippling in the wind. On her side, Yi Yue, who had a fox's charming face, came out with a long whip, and her face was cold and murderous.

Nie Changqing also stood up.

The white shirt hunted in the wind.

The wiped pig knife began to tremble slightly.

Ning Zhaomeiyan raised her face, glanced at Dijing, and sighed: "You should be glad, this time the non-son is here..."

"Why not talk nonsense, the son said, everything is still the same, just kill it like the Beiluo family."

On Yiyuehu's charming face, Daimei frowned slightly.

After that, his figure rushed out of the carriage.

The long whip in his hand raised, rolled up the arrow on the ground, and slammed it out.

The long whip is like a dragon, and the arrows are flying like a tornado.

Shot at the soldiers on the tower.

A soldier was shot and fell over.

Nie Changqing also moved.

Although he is only a driver, although he is only holding a pig knife.

However, when he stood up from the frame and raised the pig knife.

It seemed that there was a knife that was so overwhelming that it made people breathless.

The pig-killing knife floats in the air.

Nie Changqing had her hair upside down, her eyes indifferent.

"I very much agree with the son's words, reasoning with talents at the same level, not at a level, kill it and talk again."

Nie Changqing said.

Outside the pig-killing knife, there is a circle of illusory shadow silhouettes emerging.

Suddenly flicked out, the flying pig killing knife suddenly turned into a black mans sweep.

Blood splattered three feet.

It's like cutting a leek.

On the tower, the soldiers did not utter howl, but they were cut in half.

Nie Changqing stood by the carriage, and the pig knife was controlled from the palm of his hand.

"Knife Sword", kill the enemy in the air!

Nie Changqing waved his arm three times and cut three times.

The soldiers on the tower were almost half dead. The remaining soldiers were frightened, and after throwing their helmets and armor, they turned and fled.

Blood flowing down the city walls, exuding a strong smell.

The pig-killing knife fell back to Nie Changqing's hand. He took Bai Pa and gently wiped the knife.

Ning Zhao wore a white skirt and slowly put down the curtain of the carriage.

The beautiful eyes swept the pupil and looked at Wangxianglou.

Fibre fibrin refers to lightness.

"Go there."

Nie Changqing heard the words and raised his lips. He received the pig-killing knife and pulled up the reins. The wind blew his hair, and his white shirt was spotless.

The show is just beginning.

Nie Changqing beat the reins, the horseshoes soared, and suddenly the dust.

Luo Cheng's face glowed with red light, and he led five hundred iron riders.

...

Wangxianglou.

The atmosphere is odd and depressing.

Many ministers shivered.

He Shou's face was pale, and the wine glass he was holding comfortably fell to the ground and shattered into residue.

Looking at the military horse he mobilized from Xiangye Mansion, he instantly collapsed, his heart... suddenly cold.

"Master He, hurry... hurry!"

Several ministers looked sternly.

When He Shou recovered, he had to go downstairs.

However, downstairs, the sound of rapid footsteps came, but saw a minion climbed up the wooden ladder with panic, and a breathless voice resounded outside the door.

"Sir, great things are not good..."

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