Building The Ultimate Fantasy

A hundred miles outside Beiluo City.

Wolong Ridge.

The long and narrow Wolong Ridge looks like a long dragon lying flat on the plain, exuding a depressing atmosphere.

A carriage was galloping fast on the not-so-smooth ground.

Drive straight to the foot of Wolong Ridge.

However, without the official road, the road in Wolongling is not easy to walk, and the carriage is very bumpy.

Soon, the carriage stopped, and the driver's forehead was full of sweat.

Lu Mu walked out holding the green bamboo stick, and told the coachman to wait for him here.

He looked at Wolong Ridge and stroked the three copper coins. The Wolong Ridge, like a giant dragon, inexplicably brought him enormous pressure, as if there were a pair of menacing eyes watching him, making him pinch the fingers of the copper coins. There is a faint feeling of twitching.

"Is there a fairy fate in Wolong Ridge?"

Lu Mutai took a deep breath, put on a white shirt, bamboo stick straw sandals lightly surpassed a horse, and went straight to the mountains.

After walking along the rugged mountain road for a long time, the oppressive feeling in the air became more and more intense.

far away.

A mountain man with a dark body and a bamboo basket on his back rushed out of the forest with a panicked face.

Lu Mu's eyes lit up and stopped him.

"Run away, a monster is about to be born in the mountain!"

"That monster can eat people!"

The mountain people are simple and honest, and Naizhu and Lu Mu described the strangeness in the depths of Wolong Ridge in horror.

Lu Mu frowned at Ting Ting, his face became more and more serious.

After the mountain people saw that he had persuaded him, Lu Muduo still wanted to go to the mountain, so he ignored it, turned his head and left with a face full of fear.

After the mountain people disappeared.

Lu Mu took a deep breath, tapped the bamboo stick lightly, and continued to go deeper.

In the deep Wolong Ridge, there seemed to be a strange roar that filled the air, causing sparrows and crows to fly together.

Finally, Lu Mudui came to the terrifying and strange place described by the mountain people.

The trees are gone, replaced by a huge pit.

Lu Mu was completely inconceivable, the brilliance of the big pit was reflected in his pupils, outside the big pit, there was something light blue like an eggshell, reflecting the brilliance and radiance.

The oppressive breath emanated from the "eggshell".

Lu Mu's body trembled endlessly.

Fairy!

The fairy fate that Young Master Lu mentioned...really appeared!

Lu Mudui stepped forward step by step, in front of Xian Yuan, he couldn't control his normal heart.

He came to the light blue "eggshell".

The "eggshell" was somewhat transparent, and his eyes were fixed on it, and he could vaguely see a majestic underground palace portal inside!

This is definitely the secret realm of fairy fate!

Young Master Lu did not lie to him!

Lu Mu's face turned red to the old man, and he kept moving his face closer to the light blue "eggshell", as if he wanted to see clearly what the underground palace inside the "eggshell" looked like.

suddenly……

On the other end of the "eggshell", a black shadow emerged.

A whitish eyeball suddenly stuck to the "eggshell" at the other end, facing Lu Mudui's eyeball...

Lu Mu felt a chill suddenly spread from the soles of his feet.

In an instant, at the other end of the "eggshell", there was a terrifying sense of oppression released.

hum...

The air seemed to ripple, brushing over Lu Mudui's body.

He vomited blood with a "poof".

The white clothes were stained with blood, and he continued to back away while clutching the bamboo stick, his face full of fear...

Sure enough, this "eggshell" must be the protection of the immortal fate, without the "Heaven and Earth Qi Token" that Young Master Lu said, I am afraid that it would not be possible to open it and enter it.

Lu Mu instantly had a judgment in his mind.

After fear, comes ecstasy...

Xianyuan, it's true!

He laughed in front of the "eggshell" like crazy.

Then, holding the bamboo stick, he dashed away.

This world will be shaken by this fairy fate.

...

On the shore of Beiluo Lake.

The chill atmosphere gradually dissipated.

Mo Liuqi passed out, his body dropped to the ground, covered in blood.

The national teacher's toga was blowing slightly in the wind, and cold sweat drenched his back.

This assassin... had a bit of manipulation, he was almost caught.

"Master, how to deal with this assassin?"

On the wheelchair, Lu Fan chuckled, looked at the national teacher, and said.

After all, the person who assassinated was the national teacher, and the person who was frightened was also the national teacher. To deal with the assassin, one still had to ask the other party for their opinion.

The national teacher also calmed down at this moment, and smiled: "The subduing of this assassin is all thanks to Ping An, so you can deal with it however you want."

The national teacher is exquisite, so how can he not see that Lu Fan is interested in this assassin.

Lu Fan nodded, "Uncle Luo, put this assassin in jail, and I'll interrogate him myself later."

Luo Yue still had lingering fears, and when he heard Lu Fan's words, he hurriedly bowed his hands.

"Here."

After that, he ordered someone to tie up Mo Liuqiwuhua.

And when Mo Liuqi was tied up, a pearl hairpin fell from his waist.

With one move of Lu Fan's hand, the pearl hairpin flew into his hand automatically.

It was a cheap pearl hairpin with rough workmanship, and the word "Azhu" was crookedly engraved on it. Lu Fan raised his eyebrows and glanced at Mo Liuqi.

Everyone calmed down and headed all the way to the Lu residence.

Because of the assassination, the atmosphere was less relaxed.

Lu Fuzhong.

Jing Yue was sitting on the stone chair bored. He was playing with a sword. He supported the upright sword with one finger so that the sword would not twist and fall down.

yard center.

Mo Tianyu's hair was disheveled, his lips were chapped, the blood on his face had dried up, and his eyelids were fighting.

"Don't sleep, if you sleep, you won't be able to wake up. If you can't wake up, the young master will trouble me."

Jing Yue glanced at Mo Tianyu's head exposed on the surface, and said.

"The dignified leader of Confucianism, there is no one else who can mess with you like this."

"You said you, why are you pretending to be okay? Keep a low profile like me, isn't it good to live?"

"Run if you can't beat it, beg for mercy if you can't run, only if you survive can you appreciate the hope of your future life."

"You are lucky. You have Lord Lu interceding for you. You know that the last one who pretended to be aggressive in front of the young master like you was so cold. Tsk tsk tsk..."

While playing with the sword, Jing Yue babbled a lot.

Mo Tianyu's face flushed slightly from anger.

"Shut...shut..."

Mo Tianyu let out a weak protest.

"You want me to shut up? If you want me to shut up, tell me sooner. If you don't tell me, how do I know you want me to shut up?" Jing Yue said while playing with the sword.

Mo Tianyu was almost out of breath.

He was so miserable, and he even found a chatterbox to drive him crazy.

Is Young Master Lu a devil?

suddenly.

Jing Yue, who was still about to reason with Mo Tianyu, put the sword into the sword case, and stood up straight seriously.

There were rustling noises outside the small courtyard.

Lu Fan's figure in a wheelchair emerged, and beside him, the white-haired national teacher in a toga also walked, accompanied by Lu Changkong.

A group of people entered the courtyard.

The first thing he saw was Mo Tianyu who was buried with only his head left.

"Young master!"

When Jing Yue saw Lu Fan, he hurriedly smiled obsequiously, "This guy is not dead, he was about to die several times, all under my influence, he felt the beauty of life, and he survived strong. He is a miracle of life." .”

Lu Fan glanced at Jing Yue.

Lu Fan was also a little speechless for this master of the Sword School who had no integrity.

The national teacher looked at Mo Tianyu's miserable state, stroked his beard, and shook his head with a complicated expression.

"This villain, you are causing trouble to Ping An."

The national teacher said.

In the wheelchair, Lu Fan smiled.

"It doesn't matter, just do whatever you want."

Afterwards, light blue air surged all over Lu Fan's body.

Today, he is more and more comfortable controlling the spiritual pressure.

The spiritual pressure poured into the ground.

Boom!

With a soft sound, Mo Tianyu's body was squeezed out from the ground and rushed towards the sky.

"Jing Yue, catch him."

Lu Fan took the spiritual pressure and said calmly.

When Jing Yue heard the words, he moved in an instant, performed lightness kung fu, jumped up, and rolled up the fallen leaves in the courtyard.

He hugged the fallen Mo Tianyu in his arms.

Accompanied by the falling leaves, they rotated from the air and slowly fell in the courtyard.