Building The Ultimate Fantasy

The bloody and stormy wind swept Di Jing.

There are more than a dozen families in Dijing, and each family has officials in the court, who have written a chapter into the emperor's book case.

Therefore, these families suffered an indelible baptism.

Beiluo five hundred iron rides, surrounded by a carriage, like a fierce beast from the wild, rolling everything.

Every family was baptized, and the heads of the killed people were rolling.

Of course, baptism does not mean destroying the door.

Some people in the family still survived, but for these wealthy families, the vitality is inevitable.

Some small families were trembling, afraid that the Beiluo Five Hundred Iron Rider would trample their threshold and rush into their mansion.

This day is a bloody day.

This day was a day of fear for many families in Dijing.

Talking about the young master of North Luolu, the crying children of the Royal Family will be covered by adults.

...

Xiangfu.

Zhao Kuanduan sat in the high hall.

He was drinking tea leisurely, and when he was his age, he paid attention to keeping in good health and calming his mind.

The men outside the door came in rush and knelt down on the ground.

"Xiangye, not good!"

"Master Beiluolu sent five hundred iron rides into Kyoto, captured Lord He, and opened a killing ring in Kyoto. Many families were destroyed, and hundreds of officials died tragically... blood flowed into rivers!"

The man's face was pale, apparently frightened.

Prime Minister Zhao Kuo violently put down the tea cup, his eyes opened to reveal the fine mans.

"This young master of North Luolu really dares to commit murder in Dijing, it is really unscrupulous!"

"Practitioners are indeed new variables in the world."

Xiangye Zhao Kuomo raised his finger on the finger, then raised his hand and waved.

In the darkness, above the beam of the house, there was a figure falling lightly.

"Go to the East Room and ask Mr. Du, the practitioner...the practitioner should deal with it."

Zhao Kuodao.

This Mr. Du, who received the immortal fate in the Wolongling Immortal Palace, was invited by Zhao Kuo into the mansion and became a staff member.

If He Shou and many ministers are here, he will definitely be surprised.

Many things turned out to be unclear to them.

At this time, Zhao Kuo didn't look as old and stupid as when he met them.

Zhao Kuo leaned on the Taishi chair, sipped tea, and shook his head.

"The group of hundred officials disappointed the old man too..."

"Since there is blood to bleed, let the blood bleed a little harder."

Zhao Kuo looked at his kneeling knees and whispered: "Be prepared."

His men retreated.

Zhao Kuo also sat up leisurely from the chair.

"There has always been a ray of east wind. Today, this east wind is just right."

Zhao Kuo left the mansion and got into the carriage. The driver twitched the reins and the wheels rolled, but he went to the bookstore.

Outside the bookcase.

Mo Tianyu was calculating a hexagram, and he could not help raising his head, but saw a carriage parked in front of the bookcase.

Zhao Kuo got off the bus and glanced at Mo Tianyu and said, "Will the National Teacher be here?"

Mo Tianyu glanced at Zhao Kuo and poured a bottle of gourd wine: "Guo Shi is here, but he doesn't see you."

Zhao Kuo's eyes suddenly stagnated.

After that, he ignored Mo Tianyu and raised his head, looking at the dilapidated bookcase.

"Kong Xiu, you and I have fought for half a life, and there should be a break."

Zhao Kuo said.

"Now the young Tianzi has no self-determination. You are deeply involved in rumors, and you can't protect yourself. How about you and me turning the gods into jade silk and helping the heaven to rule the world?"

This remark came out.

There seemed to be some movement in the bookcase.

It is really Zhao Kuo, there are words in the words.

After a long time, Kong Nanfei appeared slowly on the second floor of the pavilion.

"Let's go, Master told me to talk. He has never fought with you for most of his life, and he didn't need to stop.

Kong Nanfei's words were finished.

Zhao Kuo's complexion suddenly appeared flushed.

He clenched his fists.

Never argued with him, in short, he was not considered as an opponent at all.

This is Chi Guoguo's disregard.

He said nothing and left.

He would use actions to make Kong Xiu understand how foolish he refused this time.

...

Heart Island of Beiluo Lake.

Lu Dongxuan's body shook violently.

The two vertical plaques seemed to release a huge amount of pressure on him.

In the wheelchair, Lu Fan suddenly realized that Ni Yu pushed him up to the second floor of the pavilion, walked to the terrace, and leaned against the fence to listen to the wind.

Lu Mu stood in the distance and had a complicated look.

Beside him, the face of the girl carrying the pipa showed worries.

"Old Lu, is he alright?"

"Will there be any danger?"

The girl Mingyue said.

Lu Mu gave a glance at the girl and waved his hand: "There will be nothing wrong, even a great chance."

The vertical plaque in front of the Baiyu Jinglou Pavilion contains great chances, which can make people feel at ease and understand some deeper things.

Time gradually passed.

Lu Dongxuan seemed to be sitting.

One sitting is half a day.

In the pavilion, Lu Fan drank a few glasses of wine, took out the chessboard, and set off the mountain and river board.

While the mind is surging, by the way, watch what happened in Dijingzhong.

And...lay out a dragon farm.

Lu Fan did not worry much about the situation in the Imperial Capital. Ning Zhao, Yiyue, and Nie Changqing shot basically no one in the Imperial Capital. Unless a 100,000 army is dispatched, there will be no danger.

His sight jumped and fell deep in Dijing.

In the palace garden.

Yu Wenxiu holds a black jiao standing in a blue water pool.

The black jelly wound around Yu Wenxiu's arm. Afterwards, he dived into the water pool. There were thousands of fish in the pool. When the black jelly entered, he panicked away.

Lu Fan's mind surged, raised his hand, held a ray of aura, and leisurely clicked.

The imperial palace raises the dragon land, sure.

Suddenly.

Lu Fan withdrew his mind, and Meiyu picked it slightly.

Your Excellency.

Lu Dongxuan Xingli opened his eyes. The large gold chain on his neck seemed to be more and more splendid. His emotions were complicated and difficult to understand. Finally, he rubbed his hands and turned into a leisurely sigh... This time Tianjijia was included, no deficit.

What Lu Fan paid attention to was not Lu Dongxuan.

Holding a bronze wine glass, Lu Fan leaned against the fence, and the wind blew his hair.

Looking at Beiluo Lake under the setting sun.

there……

Some people come by boat, others... come on the waves.

...

Under the North Luocheng.

Lu Changkong stood by the tower, Luo Yue followed him in a uniform.

A dark horse came from the end of the plain and appeared under the city.

The man on the black horse, wrapped in a large black robe, with a hat of hat, could not see clearly.

But the burly body gives a very strong sense of oppression.

"Let's come here to visit Master Luolu, please visit Master Lucheng for convenience."

The black robe pulled the reins of the black horse and said.

On the tower, Lu Changkong's eyes were deep.

"City Lord, this person... is terrifying." Luo Yue said, just looking at the black robe, he felt the pressure like a mountain.

As a practitioner, Lu Changkong felt more keen.

People downstairs...

They are also practitioners, and they are very high.

"Who are you, where did you come from?"

Lu Changkong asked, his hand resting on the waist with a knife on his waist, and the aura of spirit was mobilized. The whole person seemed like a awakening lion.

With the help of Juqidan, Lu Changkong has now entered the fifth stage of Qidan.

Practitioners are also extremely powerful.

Downstairs.

The black robe smiled slightly.

Instead of releasing the aura, he laughed and said, "Here comes from Xiliang."

Upstairs, there was a sudden commotion.

Xiliang!

Black horse!

Lu Changkong's gaze narrowed. Is this person... the West King?

After thinking for a long time, Lu Changkong waved his hand and opened the city gate.

The black robe laughed, the black horse hissed, and the hoofs burst and entered Beiluo City.

Lu Changkong led the army, already waiting under the tower.

After the black robe came in, he picked up the hat and revealed a mad face.

Lu Changkong looked startled.

Luo Yue was nervous and directly pulled out the shoulder knife.

Overlord!

This person is actually a king!

Overlord Wolongling's battle, with an enemy of five thousand, the blood of the killing flowed into a river.

This record, like Lei Guaner.

Now that the world hears the name of the overlord, who does not shake three times.

For whom the overlord came to Beiluo, Luo Yue didn't have to think about it. It was absolutely for Lufan. Beiluo City could let the overlord pay attention to it, only Lu Shaozhu.

Overlord, is this to challenge Master Lu?

With a smile on his face, Xiang Shaoyun arched his hand towards the landing sky, and then drove the horse slowly towards Beiluo Lake.

Lu Changkong took the North Luoshi to follow him from afar.

When arriving at the bank of Beiluo Lake.

Xiang Shaoyun raised his head and looked at the surface of Beiluo Lake sparkling under the sunset.

Faintly, he seemed to see an aura-filled island.

On horseback, the blood in Xiang Shaoyun's body seemed to start boiling. That was a kind of excitement. It was a feeling of excitement challenging a powerful opponent.

Suddenly.

Xiang Shaoyun laughed.

At the next moment, the black robe exploded, revealing the burly body under the black robe.

He landed on the lake, and the lake suddenly turned, as if there were tumbling waves.

Xiang Shaoyun kept pace, step by step, stepping on the lake.

The lake began to wave.

The hurricane surged over the lake and the white spray exploded.

Xiang Shaoyun's body shattered the waves, his eyes were like sharp arrows, shattering the dense fog that covered the lake.

Overlord rides the waves and goes straight to Lake Heart Island!

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