Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Outside the door, the snow blew.

Jiang Li was wearing silver armor, and there was still frozen blood on the silver armor. He arched his hands, bowed, and looked straight.

Last time, he mentioned returning armor to the field and was jailed by Yu Wenxiu.

This time?

What about Dantai Xuan?

Jiang Li's mind was thinking.

Dantai Xuan looked at Jiang Li for a long time.

It was a leisurely laugh.

"Brother Jiang should be very tired."

Dantai Xuan sighed. The successors of the military family have been adhering to the glory of the inherited military family. In fact, Dan Taixuan can see that Jiang Li is a very lazy person. He likes tranquility and leisurely.

He likes to sit quietly on a small bench and drink a delicious bowl of chicken soup.

However, reality made him unable to relax, he had to become a military god, he had to rule the army, he had to fight for the glory of the soldiers.

Jiang Li did not expect that Dantai Xuan would ask him like this, but he was stunned.

"Senior, not tired."

Jiang Li Road.

"Big nonsense, you get tired when you are tired, there is nothing embarrassing to say..."

Dantai Xuan patted Jiang Li on the shoulder and lifted Jiang Li from his bow.

"If you want to remove the armor and return to the field, then remove the armor and return to the field. Of course this king will not stop you. The string in your heart is too tight and needs to be loosened."

Dantai Xuan said seriously.

"Go, clean up, and then take a good rest."

Dantai Xuan looks like a rough man, but he is actually very careful.

Jiang Li was startled, but did not expect that Dan Taixuan would let him remove his armor and return to the field so easily.

You know, the next war with Xiliang Kingdom, according to the power of Daxuan Kingdom, is basically completely crushed by Xiliang Kingdom. It is too difficult to win.

At this time, Jiang Li's importance is self-evident. It may not be possible to let Jiang Li leave at will when he changes other monarchs.

However, Dantai Xuan still did this.

He is not only in the attitude of a monarch, but also in the attitude of an old friend.

Jiang Li did not say anything, and spoke a thousand words, turning into a bow.

Dantai Xuan smiled.

Jiang Li turned around and walked out of the house. The snow in the sky was very cold, floating like a white crystal between heaven and earth, obscuring people's sight.

Looking at Dantai Xuan, Jiang Li's figure gradually disappeared in the snow.

Soon after Jiang Li disappeared, Mobeike appeared.

"Giant."

Dantai Xuan saw Mo Beike, nodded, and said.

"Shang Wang really let Jiang Li leave?"

"The Daxuan with Jiangli and the Daxuan without Jiangli have at least 30% difference in combat power." Mobei Kedao.

The name of the god of war is not a worthy name.

"Don't let it happen?" Dantai Xuan glanced at Mobeike. "The twisted melon is not sweet."

"This king can get help from Jiang Li and succeed in cutting Zhou is already a great joy."

Mo Beike smiled, his face covered with gullies, wrinkles shaking.

Under his heavy bags under his eyes, a pair of eyes looked at Dantai Xuan deeply.

"Wang Shang should not be discouraged. The moment disappeared for so long. It must have been to find Wang Shang's help."

"Looking for help?"

Dantai Xuan was shocked.

He remembered the blood-stained letter and shook his head with a smile.

"Fuck... no matter what he does."

Although the letter was torn, it was impossible to say that there was no gap, because when Mo Zhou was... Mo Mo really was not there.

Perhaps, Mo Mo was expecting something, so he might have left silently.

When thinking of Mo Ju, Dan Taixuan is still a bit sad, because he really believes in Mo Ju.

After all, this is his confidant, his long-term think tank and dependence.

result……

Mo Ju was actually a member of Confucianism, a chess piece inserted by Kong Xiu, a teacher of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Although, Mo Ju did not do anything to him.

But Dantai Xuan still got stuck in his heart.

Dantai Xuan did not tell Mo Beike the identity of Mo Ju.

"Strength, if the king is as powerful as the overlord, what fear?"

Dantai Xuan sighed.

"The era of spiritual practitioners,

"The more powerful people you cultivate, the more stable Daxuan...!"

Dantai Xuandao.

This is his outlook for the future. The future will definitely be the era of spiritual practitioners. If Daxuan wants to be stable, he must have more powerful spiritual practitioners to sit in, even if he is an official, only then can he stand firm in the torrent of times. heel.

Dantai Xuan and Mo Beike chatted a lot.

The snow outside is getting bigger and bigger.

...

Jiang Li faded the silver armor.

He didn't tell anyone, carrying a suitcase, and silently left the barracks.

He leaned against the thick and full of traces of the wall, the mottled ancient wall, as if telling a battle.

Jiang Li joined the army at the age of twelve, and is now thirty years old for eighteen years.

His youth was hit on the battlefield, saying that he would leave, it must be reluctant.

In the snow and snow, footsteps sounded.

Jiang Li stunned, looking back, but saw a familiar shadow.

Chi Lian carried a suitcase on his back and stood stubbornly in the snow with a little white snow hanging on his long eyelashes.

"Where adults go, Chilian will go."

Chi Chi Road.

Jiang Li smiled. He didn't ask Chi Lian to stay in the barracks. Chi Lian was his former subordinate, and many of his subordinates now only have Chi Lian.

"Come on, let's go to the blue bird so that I miss the chicken soup she boiled."

Jiang Li got up from the wall and said.

Chi Lian's eyes brightened, his posture swayed, the long skirt with a split skirt laid down, and the pale long legs looming.

The two of them went down the city wall in this way, in the doubtful eyes of the guards of the city.

Flooded into the white snow, disappeared outside the original city of Chicheng, and walked in the direction of Beiluocheng.

...

Not Zhou Feng.

Mo Ju was dressed in Crane Cloth, and his hands carried an altar of bamboo leaves.

He never climbed at the foot of Zhou Feng's mountain, and climbed all the way up. Bu Zhou Feng was very tall. He climbed for most of the day before reaching Mid-Levels.

However, he did not give up, Li Sansi said, as long as he helped him to complete this busy, he would help Da Xuanguo to deal with the overlord.

Mo Ju is very clear, this is the only hope of Da Xuan Kingdom.

It is unrealistic to go to Bai Yujing to find the existence that can confront the overlord...

He didn't think he could move Bai Yujing's disciples.

Besides, Dantai Xuan ate so much in Bai Yujing. Why did Bai Yujing help Da Xuan Kingdom?

Breathe out.

Mo Ju continued to climb up to Zhou Feng.

at last……

Reached the summit.

But it is like entering a fairyland on earth.

The flowers bloom like spring, and the seasons are like spring.

On top of the peak, there is no special style, at the foot of the mountain is the cold winter of all things, and on the top of the peak, it is picturesque in spring and March.

The melodious flute came.

Mo Mo was stunned, and he heard it. It was the same song that Li Sansi played, but...the quality was completely different.

If you really want to compare...

Mo Ju can only say one thing, what shit is Li Sansi blowing.

Yo-Yo flute condenses the spirit, so that the breathing Mo Mo is quiet, and he can't help shaking his head.

A flute sound ends.

At this time, Mo Ju only saw a girl on the bluestone.

And the air suddenly became murderous and sharp, like an invisible big hand, suddenly grabbed Mo Ju's throat.

The cold sweat on Mo Ju's forehead suddenly dripped.

"Aunt...girl..."

Mo Mo spoke hardly.

When I saw the girl on the bluestone, she turned around slowly, revealing a beautiful face. The skin on the face was blown up, but the eyes were closed, as if with some kind of weird taboo.

Long eyelashes tremble.

The girl seemed to open her eyes.

An endless breath of death enveloped Mo Mo, and indistinctly, he seemed to be feeling a behemoth, staring at him.

Ok... so scary!

No wonder Li Sansi's guy didn't dare to come up, afraid of being beaten.

This girl is too scary, right?!

"A friend asked to bring two bottles of wine to the girl. He said that he would be bored if he was afraid that the girl wouldn't drink..."

"That friend, letting the girl tell the girl to save some wine..."

Mo Mo hanging in the air quickly opened his mouth.

However, before it was finished, the bamboo leaf green of the altar had been opened by the girl who was familiar with the light car and swallowed.

A jar of wine...a bite.

Mo Ju was dumbfounded.

Are you a wine tank?

After drinking the altar, the terrifying power that filled the world disappeared.

Mo Ju breathed out and fell down on the mountain.

I don't know when, the cold sweat behind him is soaked.

"Let's go, let him stop delivering wine in the future, let Dad know that he will be beaten."

The girl spoke, her voice clear.

Mo Mo was stunned. Li Sansi was a practitioner in the Tibetan realm. Who is this dad in the mouth of this young girl? Could he beat Li Sansi?

Mo Ju stood up and shook the dust on the shaking crane, toward Zhulong, who was holding another altar "Bamboo Leaf Green", and his nose was constantly shaking on the seal mud.

"Girls don’t have to worry, my friend’s cultivation is amazing, but it’s a first-rate practitioner in the world, but he can’t beat it. It’s still possible to escape.

Mo Ju smiled.

Zhu Long's small face with closed eyes slightly raised. Although he did not open his eyes, Mo Ju felt that he was despised.

The girl's expression is like an expression looking at the mentally retarded.

"If Dad wants to hit him, he can't escape."

Zhulong Road.

After that, Zhu Long stopped speaking.

Holding an altar of bamboo leaves, sitting quietly on the bluestone.

Mo Ju swallowed and glanced at the bones on the top of the peak, inexplicably cold.

Originally, the peaks of spring like four seasons, bluestones, girls, beautiful picturesque scrolls.

However, the addition of these sensational bones makes the whole style a little strange and horrifying.

Mo Mo couldn't stay for a long time, he arched his hand towards Zhu Long.

Then he turned around and fell off Zhou Feng.

Originally, he walked slowly, but he always felt a gust of wind behind him.

Therefore, the speed of his downhill is getting faster and faster, from slow walking to the end, he hurried all the way with the crane.

Zhu Long sat quietly on the bluestone, and the peak was like spring all year round. Although beautiful, it was lonely.

The girl's hands are light, and a peach blossom floats in the dark cave.

On the peach blossom, there is a crystal blue droplet, which contains extremely powerful aura fluctuations.

Zhu Long pursed her lips and smiled happily.

She patted the seal mud and crushed this drop of spirit into the wine jar.

Suddenly, the mouth of the wine jar began to glow slightly, and the liquor was sparkling and smooth.

The girl Zhu Long was holding the wine jar and was ready to swallow it in one bite.

But after thinking about it, it was forgotten, she was holding the bamboo leaf green, sitting on the bluestone, with a small sip of fine azole.

That peach flower was stuck between her thick hair by her, as if smiling at the spring breeze on the top of the mountain.

...

On Beiluo Lake.

Reiki, the sound of a low dragon sound blew out.

Sitting on the Thousand Blades Chair, Lu Fanduan finally finished setting up the "human world" of the chess game, and the innocent souls on Dragon Ball Jindan were all disappeared.

Lu Fan squeezed the Dragon Ball Golden Pill. At this moment, Dragon Ball is showing a bright golden color, which can be regarded as the real Dragon Ball Golden Pill.

A golden dragon soul floated around Jindan.

In Lu Fan's eyes, the lines were beating, and the mountains and lakes suddenly appeared on the chessboard.

Reaching out, pinching the ray of dragon soul, it's like picking a piece of tea.

Lu Fan picked up the Dragon Soul and threw it into the spirit pressure chessboard.

Roar!

The sound of the dragon roared, and the whole mountain seemed to be shaking.

"This is the dynasty of the imperial dynasty. The destruction of the Great Zhou Dynasty is divided into two. One is Xiliang and the other is Daxuan."

Lu Fan white shirt hunting, floating like a fairy.

His voice seemed to fluctuate with some strange avenue.

Above the sky dome, the origin of the plane seems looming.

It seems to echo the words of Landing Fan.

boom!

The dragon soul turned into two golden imperial dragon spirits, poured into the spirit pressure chessboard, and flew to the two places.

Lu Fan raised his hand and slender fingers picked up a chess piece.

Gently drop the chessboard.

Clap.

The fallen piece seems to be a lock, locking the dragon spirit.

One lock is Xiliang, and the other is Daxuan.

As for the last Dragon Air dispute, Lu Fan would not intervene.

The battle of dragon spirits represents the battle of imperial luck.

This is the battle between temples in the era of spiritual practitioners.

...

Boom!

On this day, the sky fell.

Above the original Chicheng, there seemed to be a golden dragon hovering.

All the pawns were stunned. They looked up and looked at the circling Golden Dragon, Shen Jun, powerful, precious and supreme.

Dantai Xuan and Mo Beike came out one after another.

Looking at that golden dragon was shocking.

But I saw that after the golden dragon circled for a while, along with the bright dragon yin, it suddenly swooped down and flooded into a frightened Tantai Xuan body.

An invisible air wave shocked Mobei's body, and he took three or four steps back.

"what is that?"

Mobeike was shocked.

He looked at Dantaixuan, but suddenly he saw an exuberant breath on Dantaixuan's body.

As if...Dantai Xuan at the moment, more and more like a monarch temperament.

Dantai Xuan is a little embarrassed, is this a fairy edge?

is it?

This is his first intimate contact with Xianyuan?!

Golden Dragon is expensive!

Mobeike couldn't help but get excited.

Although he is not a celestial master, he knows the technique of hope, but at this moment, Dantai Xuan does not need the technique of hope at all, as if the whole person is radiating golden light.

Mo Beike bowed respectfully and excitedly.

It is not just him. At this moment, the entire army of the original Akagi is worshipped.

Emperor jing.

The vision also appeared.

Overlord stood on the snow-covered ground, looked up at the tumbling golden dragon, but saw the golden dragon swooping down, flooding into his body, making him flash a golden light.

After a long time, Fangfang opened his eyes, and the whole person became more domineering.

The golden glow bloomed in his eyes, and the world became more and more vivid.

"What is this?"

The overlord raised his hand in wonder.

With the cultivation practice of his body's Tibetan environment, it seems that he can't see the reality.

"Dragon Air..."

The overlord suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of Bai Yujing, his eyes flashing with a fine awn.

"Lu Ping... is it you? Did you make all this..."

Compared with the dazed face of Dantai Xuan, who has never been favored by Xianyuan, Bawang has much more mastery of power.

The mind moved.

Behind the overlord, a golden awn emerged, and there was a dragon pillar rushing into the sky faintly.

The dragon column is up to four feet tall. Under this dragon column, Bawang feels that his power seems to have been slightly improved.

Of course, this improvement is not very obvious.

...

On Beiluo Lake.

Lu Fan smiled, he pinched the Dragon Ball Jindan in his hand.

The mind moved.

The invisible flame spread out in his palm, fiery and terrifying.

Dragon Ball Jindan was suddenly melted.

Lu Fan's spiritual consciousness surging, and the technique in the refining device's handbook, caused the liquid transformed by Dragon Ball Jindan to circulate, and soon...

Turned into a big seal.

A golden dragon is carved on the big seal.

"This is the emperor dragon seal, only the dragon spirit can be urged, and those who have completed the bi seal will have the world."

Lu Fandao, the voice is grand.

His finger flicked on Feng Ling's guard.

In a moment, Fengling sword roared out, swept away as a sword.

Emperor Long Yin suddenly split into two.

It was like a glass ball that Lu Fan flew into a spirit pressure chessboard, turning into a golden awn, and suddenly disappeared.

After doing all this, Lu Fanfang stretched his lazy waist like a thunder and disappeared into place.

Appeared again, already on the second floor of Baiyu Jinglou Pavilion, sitting in a wheelchair and listening to the snow by the railing.

And far in front of the original Chicheng and Dijing's Dantai Xuan and Overlord.

Suddenly a golden dragon mark appeared.

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