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 swayed, with blue waves and ripples.

The sun is like crushed gold, sprinkled on the lake surface, bringing a flickering luster.

Inside the wooden boat, Lu Mu was sitting upright, holding the shiny tortoise shell in his hand, feeling inexplicably nervous.

Beside him was a girl carrying a pipa, her immature face was a bit cramped.

Ni Yu held a cloth pouch and watched the girl curiously. Then, with his plump thumb and forefinger, he inserted into the pouch, squeezed out a Qi Gathering Pill, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Lu Muyue glanced out anxiously. On the board of the cruise ship, Lu Dongxuan was standing behind Lu Fan with a big gold chain around his neck, smiling all over his face.

"Girl, here's a candy pill to calm the shock."

Lu Mu couldn't help asking, feeling a little greedy for Ni Yu, who was eating happily.

Ni Yu's chewing movements froze, and then he squinted at Lu Mu and said, "Old man, where's your face?"

"What's the difference between your behavior and snatching candied haws from a three-year-old?"

Lu Mu was stunned.

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

Ni Yu picked up a Qi Gathering Pill and shook it in front of Lu Mu. The Qi Gathering Pill wrapped in sugar was as beautiful as a bubble in the sun.

Then, with Lu Mu pair's bewildered expression, he stuffed it into his mouth.

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

Lu Fan was sitting in a wheelchair, with the lake breeze blowing on his drooping temples.

Holding some broken rice in his hand, he slowly threw it into the lake, attracting fish in the lake to fight for it.

"The master of Tianji among the hundreds of scholars... is very knowledgeable about current affairs."

Lu Fan said lightly.

Standing behind Lu Fan's wheelchair, Lu Dongxuan's face was full of old flesh, and his wrinkles seemed to be trembling.

"As soon as Young Master Lu opened his mouth, how dare this old man refuse to obey. It is my honor for the Tianji Family to join Bai Yujing!"

Lu Dongxuan tugged at the gold chain and said.

He was startled, this was the first time he saw Young Master Lu, but he had actually calculated Young Master Lu many times.

The "Tianji Deduction Technique" inherited from the Tianji family can calculate all the world's affairs, but every time Lu Dongxuan counts the young master of Beiluolu, he will be terrified, as if surrounded by indescribable terror.

Once the deduction was carried out, the horror became more and more intense. In the end, it seemed that a pair of eyes were staring at him from the sky.

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

That's why when he heard that Lu Fan wanted to recruit Tianji Family, he didn't hesitate to bring his family along.

He didn't fight, didn't resist.

Because he had made a calculation, joining Bai Yujing would only have advantages and no disadvantages.

In fact, the inheritance of the Tianji family has reached a bottleneck, and it is too difficult for Lu Dongxuan to break through the existing shackles.

The appearance of Bai Yujing gave him hope.

"You can see clearly."

Lu Fan sprinkled all the broken rice in his hand.

Lu Dongxuan smiled even more cheerfully.

"I mainly like the Tianji pigeon of your Tianji family. Because of the Tianji pigeon, I recruit you. I hope you can spread the word for Bai Yujing."

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

The expression on Lu Dongxuan's face froze, Tianjige?

The Tianji family was favored because of the Tianji pigeon?

However, soon, Lu Dongxuan laughed even harder, as long as it is valuable, joining Bai Yujing will not suffer too much.

"It's an honor to be favored by the young master."

Lu Dongxuan said.

The cruise ship broke through the thick fog, and the island in the center of the lake gradually came into view, lingering with aura, and the island in the center of the lake, as ethereal as a fairy island, gave people a great visual shock.

Lu Dongxuan took a look,

The pupils suddenly constricted.

A group of people went to the island.

Being scapegoated, Ni Yu stuffed a sugar-coated Qi Gathering Pill into his mouth, and pushed the wheelchair slowly towards the Baiyujing Pavilion.

Jing Yue was bored dealing with Chao Tianju, and when Lu Fan came back, he stood up straight while being surprised.

"The Tianji Family joins Bai Yujing, so let's change the name to Tianji Pavilion."

Lu Fan said slowly.

Lu Dongxuan hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "I listen to the young master."

At this moment, Lu Dongxuan's heart was shocked, and everything on the island was extremely novel to him.

The incomparably fresh air is like invisible snakes scurrying between the heavens and the earth.

Those ten chrysanthemums swayed, as if they had wisdom.

Chrysanthemums have wisdom?

What the hell.

The girl with the pipa on her back looked at the island with some surprise from the perspective of an ordinary person. This island is so beautiful.

Ni Yu pushed Lu Fan to the Baiyujing Pavilion.

Lu Dongxuan followed behind.

Lu Mu hesitated for a while, and said, "Be careful."

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

Lu Dongxuan's eyes fell on the vertical plaques on both sides, and a vast aura suddenly rushed towards his face, making his body freeze.

...

Ten miles outside Beiluo City.

A black horse is galloping across the plain, its mane fluttering and its hooves running fast.

The reins tugged.

The black horse raised its front hooves high, crushing the dust.

On the horse's back, a burly figure squinted his eyes, staring at the majestic Beiluo City in the distance, and smiled expectantly.

...

Imperial Capital, outside the city.

Ten fast horses crushed the dust.

The sound of horseshoes was like thunder rushing, resounding in the room, like rushing raindrops hitting the ground.

Jiang Li was escorted by nine envoys to the imperial capital.

The majestic city gate of the imperial capital soon appeared in front of his eyes.

"Why is the city gate closed?"

Jiang Li frowned.

The nine envoys also looked at each other in blank dismay.

They shouted for a long time, but no one opened the door.

And at this very moment.

In the city, the murderous aura is awe-inspiring.

The moment Luo Cheng sensed the rain of arrows falling from the sky, his pupils constricted, the horse under him neighed, and he also roared suddenly, drawing out his long knife to block it.

In the carriage, Nie Zhangqing squinted.

"I didn't wait to do it, but these people did it first..."

"Interesting, a little bolder than those families in Beiluo City."

Nie Changqing said slowly.

Beiluo's five hundred cavalry were shrouded in arrow rain all over the sky.

With the density of this rain of arrows, this is a moment of preparation to shoot and kill all the Beiluo cavalry!

Luo Cheng's heart is chilled by the viciousness of his mind!

where is this

The Imperial City of the Imperial Capital, at the feet of the Son of Heaven!

But someone dared to dispatch heavy troops to surround and kill them!

This simply regards the Son of Heaven as nothing!

No wonder the city lord said that the imperial capital was in chaos and the national teacher was down, so these treacherous ministers began to act recklessly.

The rain of arrows whizzed down, like hazy dark clouds.

The horses of every Beiluo Iron Cavalry were trampling restlessly.

Nie Changqing didn't take it seriously, and reached out to grab the butcher's knife on the carriage.

He took a white cloth handkerchief and gently wiped the butcher's knife.

Facing the rain of arrows all over the sky, he didn't change his face, and he was even a little complacent, as if he was facing the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Suddenly.

Inside the carriage, there was an invisible aura spreading.

The curtain began to billow.

After that, the rain of arrows all over the sky seemed to freeze suddenly.

It was as if there was an invisible curtain blocking all the rain of arrows!

"Duh."

A soft voice.

A huge oppressive force came from inside the carriage, causing every arrow to fall to the ground one after another. The metal arrows collided with the bluestone ground, and the clanging sound was like an elegant vocal music.

On the city wall, the archery soldiers were stunned.

Even if it is a master martial artist with seven or eight rings, facing this rain of arrows, he is afraid that he will be burnt out, and he may be shot and ambushed.

But the situation in front of them is completely beyond their cognition!

"The world lacks the basic awe of practitioners."

"My son's words are indeed reasonable."

Fibrous hands lift the curtain.

The gentle voice lingered in the empty long street.

Ning Zhao was wearing a white dress, three thousand strands of hair were hanging down, rippling in the wind, beside her, Yi Yue with a foxy face came out holding a long whip, with a cold and murderous intent on her face.

Nie Zhangqing also stood up.

The white shirt was hunting in the wind.

The butcher's knife that was wiped began to tremble slightly.

Ning Zhao raised her beautiful face, glanced at the imperial capital, and sighed softly: "You should be lucky, this time the son is not here in person..."

"Why do you need to talk nonsense, the young master said, everything will continue as usual, just kill him like you did with the Beiluo family."

Dai Mei frowned slightly on Yiyue Humei's face, and said.

Then, the figure rushed out of the carriage.

Raising the long whip in his hand, he rolled up the arrow on the ground and flung it out violently.

The long whip is like a dragon, and the flying arrows are like a tornado, scattered and shot in all directions.

He shot at the soldiers on the tower.

A soldier was shot, turned over and fell.

Nie Changqing also moved.

Although he is just a coachman, although he is only holding a butcher's knife.

However, when he stood up from the frame and raised his butcher's knife.

It seems that there is a sword intent that is so suppressed that people can't breathe, and it permeates.

The butcher's knife floated into the air.

Nie Changqing's hair stood on end, his eyes were cold.

"I very much agree with the young master's words, to be reasonable with people of the same level, not at the same level, you can talk about it after you kill it."

Nie Zhangqing said.

Outside the butcher's knife, a circle of illusory silhouettes emerged faintly.

Throwing it out suddenly, the floating pig knife suddenly turned into a black awn and swept across.

Blood spattered three feet.

It's like cutting leeks with a knife.

On the city tower, the soldiers were cut in half before they howled miserably.

Nie Zhangqing stood in the carriage, holding the butcher's knife in the palm of his hand.

"Royal Sword Jue", one-handed sword, kill the enemy in the air!

Nie Zhangqing swung his arm three times and slashed three times.

Most of the soldiers on the tower died immediately, and the rest of the soldiers were frightened, turned around and fled without helmets and armor.

Bloody water flowed down the city wall, exuding a strong fishy smell.

The butcher's knife fell back into Nie Changqing's hands, and he took a white handkerchief and gently wiped the knife.

Ning Zhao was wearing a white dress, and slowly lowered the curtain of the carriage.

The beautiful pupils swept away, and their eyes fell on Wangxianglou.

Fibrous refers to Qing Yang.

"Go to that building."

When Nie Changqing heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched. He put away the butcher's knife and pulled up the reins. The wind blew through his hair, and his white shirt was spotless.

The fun has only just begun.

Nie Zhangqing whipped the reins, the horse's hooves were raised high, and he suddenly disappeared.

Luo Cheng's face was full of red light, and he led five hundred cavalry in a mighty manner.

...

Wangxiang Tower.

The atmosphere is weird and depressing.

Many ministers were trembling.

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

Watching the military horses he mobilized from Xiangye's Mansion collapse in an instant, his heart...suddenly became cold.

"Master He, hurry... let's go!"

Several ministers looked panicked and said.

He Shou came back to his senses and wanted to go downstairs.

However, downstairs, there were hurried footsteps, and a servant climbed up the wooden ladder in panic, and a panting voice resounded outside the door.

"My lord, something is wrong..."

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