Fantasy: Start Rewarding 100 Consecutive Draws

"Forget it, raw meat is raw meat."

Lu Chuan sighed, one can imagine the taste of something that even dogs don't eat.

After feeding the dog a piece of raw meat, Lu Chuan took out a steamed bun and gnawed it.

The dark moon kills the night, the wind is high and the sky is set on fire.

It's a pity that there are no people here, only spirit beasts.

After looking at the sky, Lu Chuan decided to go back and rest.

The empty ring is full of spirit beast meat, enough to lick a dog for a few days.

"Let's go, go home!"

He rubbed the dog's head, and before Lu Chuan could get up, a foul-smelling gust of wind suddenly rose out of thin air.

Looking against the direction the wind was blowing, I didn't expect it to be an old tiger.

For some reason, when Lu Chuan saw the tiger, he couldn't help but want to give it a sliding shovel.

Facing a tiger, some people will only run away, but for Lu Chuan, only a sliding shovel is needed.

Lu Chuan was eager to try, but the tiger on the other side was a little confused.

The pain on the hind legs was far less than the psychological pressure. The moment the tiger saw Lu Chuan, the tiger planned to run away.

However, it was too late!

Tiger: Don't slide over here!

Pooh!

The sharp blade ripped open the belly, and a lot of viscera flowed all over the ground.

Lu Chuan raised his sword, cut his whip and left, leaving only a whipless tiger corpse slowly silent in the dark night.

By the time they returned to Lu's house, it was already daylight.

As the veritable number one of the three major families in Blazing Snow City, the prosperity of the Lu family cannot be explained clearly in a few words.

Ignoring the flattering eyes of the people around him, Lu Chuan returned to his room with the licking dog.

Spirit beasts absorb the aura of heaven and earth to temper their bodies, and eat and drink things that contain aura, and they don't smell like ordinary beasts.

Although the licking dog is covered with long hair, it is very soft and clean, and it doesn't matter even if you hug and sleep together.

But Lu Chuan didn't have that kind of hobby, he kicked the dog off the bed every time.

Tuk tuk tuk!

Just when Lu Chuan was about to take a good sleep and rest, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Outside the door is a young girl, twenty-eight years old, a little over one meter six tall, with fair and delicate skin and a charming and seductive face.

Although he is not very old next year, he gave Lu Chuan a feeling of "beautiful but not coquettish, charming but not coquettish".

It is different from Su Xueying and that unknown girl at the stage of transformation. The former two are delicate and elegant, but this girl is delicate and charming.

"What's up?"

Lu Chuan looked him up and down, and for some reason, he always felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

"My name is Xiaorou. I used to be the young master's personal maid, but was transferred away by the second lady two years ago."

Xiaorou lowered her head, her big bright eyes were suddenly covered with water vapor. "Master, Xiaorou has missed you so much all these years!"

"Hey, hey, don't cry."

Seeing Xiaorou who was crying for no reason, Lu Chuan quickly wiped her, and recalled some things in his mind.

Xiaorou is a personal maid who grew up with Lu Chuan since she was a child, and Xiaorou has taken care of her daily life since Lu Chuan was sensible.

It's just that later Lu Chuan encountered a catastrophe, and his status in the Lu family plummeted, and Xiao Rou was also transferred away by the second wife.

It is said that she is a personal maid, but it is more appropriate to describe it as an alternate concubine.

This kind of girl usually has both parents dead and has no one to rely on. After being bought home, she grew up with her master.

When she becomes an adult, she is the most trusted person by the master's side, and because of her childhood sweetheart, if she is beautiful, she can easily be pushed to the bed by the spring-hearted master.

Seeing Xiaorou's delicate and beautiful appearance, Lu Chuan's cheap father had 100% this kind of idea at the beginning.

"I've been doing well with the second lady all these years."

Lu Chuan asked casually, unexpectedly, Xiaorou cried even more fiercely.

Big teardrops flowed down her tender cheeks, and Lu Chuan couldn't help but hug her into his arms because of her pitiful appearance.

"Master..."

Feeling Lu Chuan's warm chest, Xiao Rou seemed to be venting, her crying body twitched.

I don't know what has happened in the past few years that made her wronged like this.

"Okay, don't cry, come back to me later."

Lu Chuan wiped away the tears on Xiaorou's face.

"But the second lady..."

There was both hope and anxiety in Xiaorou's expression.

"I'll take care of the second lady's place, you can just come here with peace of mind."

Lu Chuan smiled, "By the way, what do you want from me?"

"The master asked me to ask the young master to go to the living room. The second master, the third master, the second wife, the third wife, and the second master's housekeeper Lu Yifa and his son Lu Guan are all there. Looking at them, they seem to be saying goodbye to the three masters." The son's appearance."

Xiao Rou whispered, with a look of worry on her face.

"Complaint? That's all he can do."

Lu Chuan smiled, comforted Xiaorou and said, "Don't worry, young master, I can walk upright and sit upright. If you want to slander me, you must pay the price."

After speaking, Lu Chuan strode forward, and Xiaorou followed closely behind with small steps.

In the living room, the head of the family, Lu Tianming, sat on the main seat, and on both sides were the second master Lu Tianchen, the third master Lu Tianxing, and their respective wives.

And below, there are Lu Yifa and Lu Guan father and son.

At this time, Lu Guan was not arrogant and domineering at all, he was lying on the thick quilt like a disabled person, his face was sallow, and he was unconscious.

Lu Yifa knelt beside him, his face full of hatred and murderous intent.

"Master, you have to be the master of the slave!"

Lu Yifa kowtowed his head on the ground several times, and big teardrops rolled down. Crying is called a heartbroken, and that is called a pain.

Seeing his heart-piercing appearance, those who didn't know thought his son was dead.

Oh, it seems that the son is really dead!

"Lu Chuan relied on his status as the fifth young master to do evil. My son Lu Guan was beaten by him for no reason as soon as he came home. His bones were shattered, his meridians were broken, and his internal organs were all broken into pieces. This old slave only wants such a son. I didn't expect He was beaten by Lu Chuan and killed off his children and grandchildren! Master, you must make the decision for me!"

Lu Yifa cried and howled, snot and tears all over the floor.

Just when Lu Yifa was crying so hard, Lu Chuan finally came.

Seeing Lu Yifa kneeling on the ground and crying twice, Lu Chuan was a little stunned.

"It's quite lively! What are you doing? Singing an opera?"

"Lu Chuan, you came just in time!"

Seeing Lu Chuan coming in, Lu Yifa suddenly got up from the ground, came to him in three steps at a time, and grabbed Lu Chuan's collar with his hand.

"Lu Chuan, you used your status to hurt my son for no reason, and I will make you pay with blood!"

"Relying on status? For no reason? Blood debts?"

Lu Chuan chuckled, and stretched out his hand to separate the fingers clutched on the collar one by one.

Click it!

Click it!

The crisp voice, combined with Lu Yifa's distorted and painful face, made people unable to help being fascinated.