Chapter Ninety-Three: The Demon of the Troubled Country, Lu Ping'an!

Nanjun is located in the southern part of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The geographical location is superior, the people are outstanding, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and they are good at talented and beautiful women.

The Tang family, the largest family in Nanjun, is in charge of the entire Nanjun and has huge wealth.

The land of Nanjun is a rich township, and the Tang family, who has mastered the land of Nanjun, can be called a rich country.

Tang Xiansheng is the head of the Tang family, and the Taishou of Nanjun.

However, compared to the active rebel armies in various places, Nanjun seems a little lazy.

Although Tang Xiansheng symbolically unveiled the rod, he was not as aggressive as the armies of Xijun and Beijun, and approached the imperial capital.

The entire Nanjun is like an incompatible gentleman, detached from things, watching the situation of the entire Great Zhou Dynasty.

It makes Nanjun seem to have no sense of existence in this chaotic tide.

......

South County.

Nanjiang City, Tang Mansion.

The thick blood, like a drop of ink dripping into the clear water, spread out and wrapped around the entire mansion.

The people were terrified, and the maidservants screamed.

The originally quiet and peaceful Tang Mansion was completely broken at this moment.

The second son of the Tang family...... He's dead.

Poured in a pool of blood, the blood continued to faint, and the rich blood reflected everyone's faces.

Tang Yimo sat on the ground, his eyes were full of horror, he looked at his bloodstained hands, and his body was shaking inadvertently.

He...... Killed.

The second son of the Tang family, a grandmaster martial artist, was killed by him with his own hands.

Tang Baichen, the second son of the Tang family, whose name is as gentle as jade, is ostensibly a talented man in Nanjun, but in fact, he is a traitor and a villain in Nanjiang.

His conduct is extremely bad, as long as it is a woman he likes, he will do anything to rob him on his bed.

How many families have been ruined because of Tang Baichen.

In addition, Tang Baichen also took pleasure in bullying Tang Yimo.

Tang Yimo had also resisted before, but although he had practiced martial arts, he was just a second-rate martial artist, how could he compare with Tang Baichen?

Every time, he was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, and he was on the verge of death.

If it weren't for Tang Yimo being Tang Xiansheng's illegitimate son, Tang Baichen would have been killed a long time ago.

For the bedbug-like Tang Yimo, Tang Baichen was extremely disgusted.

And this time, Tang Baichen set his sights on Tang Yimo's sister.

When he did something to Tang Yimo's own sister, he was discovered by Tang Yimo, this time, Tang Yimo did not escape, he stood up.

killed Tang Baichen's lackey minion, and even fought Tang Baichen to the death, breaking through a vein at the moment of life and death, and piercing Tang Baichen's heart with a violent palm.

A low laugh came out of Tang Yimo's mouth.

The immortal did not deceive him, and the practice of passing on his practice really gave him the power to protect his relatives.

Two lines of tears flowed down from Tang Yimo's eyes.

Perhaps, this is the last time he will protect his sister and mother.

killed Tang Baichen, he couldn't escape from the Tang family, Tang Baichen's mother, the second lady of the Tang family, would not spare him.

Sure enough.

When the news of Tang Baichen's death came out.

The guards of the Tang Mansion poured in.

The second lady, dressed in luxurious clothes, came with a pale face and panic.

"Come on, take down this scumbag, I will cut off his flesh and blood with a knife to avenge Chen'er!"

The second lady burst into tears and cried bitterly.

Tang Baichen is her son, and he is the foundation of her foothold in the Tang Mansion, but ...... Just dead!

Dead at the hands of a seed!

The guards moved one after another, and even the grandmaster warriors burst out with strange sounds.

Tang Yimo staggered to his feet, his eyes resolute.

"Take the lowly seed, and his lowly mother and sister!"

The second lady screamed incessantly.

Tang Yimo's eyes shrank, and a beastly roar came out of his mouth.

Dense crowds of soldiers rushed out.

"What is it to become stronger, isn't it to protect the people you want to protect, I hope you don't change your original intention and stick to your heart. ”

The words of the immortal still resounded in Tang Yimo's ears.

Tang Yimo's eyes suddenly turned red.

His skin seeped through the mist of blood, breaking through the first vein once more......

The force poured into his limbs, making him feel as if his body was about to burst.

"Eight Veins Dunjia Demon Skill", this is Tang Yimo's immortal fate.

Immortals pass on magic skills, sacrifice themselves to become demons, and protect what they want to protect!

Guarding is bound to be accompanied by killing.

The Tang Mansion was completely in chaos.

There is a thick bloody ...... permeated the entire mansion.

When Tang Xiansheng rushed back to the mansion.

What wells up in the mouth and nose is the ultimate bloody ......

He stepped into the Tang Mansion and saw corpses everywhere......

In the center of the corpse.

A bloodied figure knelt down.

The tips of the hair were dripping with blood, drop by drop, splashing to the ground.

Tang Xiansheng's face showed a touch of horror.

Tang Yimo, the illegitimate son who was never noticed by him, actually killed hundreds of elite soldiers in the Tang Mansion, and was even guarded by grandmaster warriors......

Tang Xiansheng looked at the corpses all over the ground, and there was a sudden glint in his eyes.

Immortal fate!

Practitioners!

These two words came into his mind, and in today's Great Zhou, cultivators are spreading the word of boiling over.

The young master of Beiluolu, the overlord of Xiliang, the immortal palace of Wolongling......

The emergence of cultivators began to change the pattern of the world.

Tang Xiansheng was anxious about how to gather cultivators.

However, I didn't expect it......

There were actually cultivators in his Tang Mansion.

This practitioner is still his own son.

Tang Xiansheng took a step by step, dripping through the blood, and came to Tang Yimo, who was covered in blood and panting like a dragon.

Looking at Tang Yimo, whose consciousness was a little blurred, Tang Xiansheng squinted, and his essence flashed away.

Instead...... It is infinite tenderness and love.

"Child, you have suffered. ”

Tang Xiansheng trembled and stretched out his hand and touched Tang Yimo's bloody cheeks.

......

North Los Angeles.

The six horses of the Son of Heaven entered the city, and Lu Changkong led elite soldiers to greet them.

This is Yu Wenxiu's first time in Beiluocheng, and during this time, he often hears rumors about Beiluo, but he has never come in person.

"Greetings to Your Majesty. ”

Lu Changkong knelt on one knee.

Yu Wenxiu hurriedly greeted Lu Changkong in person: "Lu Aiqing doesn't need to be polite, I came to Beiluo City to solve my doubts......"

"I heard that Lu Ping'an, the son of Aiqing, had a fairy fate, and had rescued Beiluo City from danger, and today I came to Beiluo in person in the wind and rain, just to seek a strategy to break the situation, and this is also the strategy of the national teacher himself. ”

Yuwen Xiu said.

There was some hope on his childish face.

The young Son of Heaven has been under too much pressure during this time.

Now, speculating on the meaning of going abroad and coming to Beiluo in person, Yu Wenxiu, seems to have grasped the last straw.

Lu Changkong sighed, arched his hand and said, "Your Majesty......"

"Fan'er is now in retreat, refusing to see anyone......"

Yu Wenxiu was stunned for a moment, and then said anxiously: "I came in person, full of sincerity......"

"Bold! Your Majesty came in person, as a courtier, how dare you refuse to see it?"

A grandmaster martial artist beside Yu Wenxiu glared angrily and said angrily.

The old eunuch's face changed slightly, he shook off the dust, slapped the martial artist, and shouted: "Shut up." ”

The Grandmaster Martial Man suddenly shut up unwillingly.

"City Lord Lu, Your Majesty came in person, representing sincerity, can the City Lord go to the island in the middle of the lake to say a word to your son, just say that Your Majesty is waiting for him outside the island. ”

The old eunuch said.

He was well aware of the strangeness of the mysterious Young Master Lu on the island in the middle of the lake.

Yu Wenxiu glanced at the old eunuch with some surprise.

This old eunuch is his proud subordinate, the Seven Rings Grandmaster Martial Artist, extremely strong, even in the face of Jiang Li, he is neither humble nor arrogant, and now he ...... He was extremely humble.

Lu Changkong shook his head helplessly: "Father-in-law, when I received the news that His Majesty was going to visit in person, I had already entered the island in the middle of the lake once, and my son was really in retreat. ”

"Fan'er has a leg disease since he was a child, and his temper is weird, he said that he retreated, and if I still bother, I am afraid that it will cause some bad things. ”

Lu Changkong said seriously, he was telling the truth.

He still knows very well what his son's temper is.

Yu Wenxiu took his hands and paced in place.

Half-ringing, he raised his head and looked at Lu Changkong.

"Aiqing, I will wait in Beiluo until Lu Ping'an comes out. ”

Yu Wenxiu gritted his teeth and said.

This decision came out.

The old eunuch didn't have anything, and the grandmaster warriors and generals who escorted Yu Wenxiu were suddenly shocked.

Now the imperial capital is in a mess, hundreds of officials are flying all over the sky, but the Son of Heaven is waiting for a young master Lu who is pretending to be a ghost in Beiluo City.

One can imagine how shaken the government and the opposition will be when this news comes out.

"Your Majesty, by all means!"

"Beiluo can't stay long, in case the Beijun rebels and leads the troops to besiege His Majesty in Beiluo...... Then it should really be my Great Zhou calamity!"

A military general knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Yu Wenxiu.

From the very beginning, this military general was actually opposed to Yu Wenxiu coming to Beiluo.

However, Yu Wenxiu insisted on coming, and as a courtier, this military general naturally could not be disobedient.

"Let Your Majesty come to Beiluo...... This must be Kong Xiu's plan!"

This martial artist was almost about to cry blood, and said loudly.

The old eunuch had a calm face and did not speak.

Yu Wenxiu's face was even more gloomy.

Lu Changkong looked at this scene with an expressionless face, but he sighed in his heart.

This hand of Mobeike really completely forced the Great Zhou Dynasty to a dead end, and completely split the national teacher and Jiang Li and the ministers of the imperial capital.

"I don't need your interference in my idea!"

"I have made up my mind, waiting for Lu to leave the customs safely. ”

Yu Wenxiu flicked his sleeves and got into the chariot, and a cold voice came from the chariot.

He has a secret in his heart, that is, he, like Lu Ping'an, is a person who has obtained immortal fate.

Therefore, he prefers to believe once and wait for once.

Lu Changkong bowed down and took Yu Wenxiu to the shore of Beiluo Lake in person, but he did not enter the lake by boat.

The sun and the moon change.

This is a day and a night.

The atmosphere on the shore of Beiluo Lake is becoming more and more dull.

The news of waiting for Young Master Lu on the shore of Tianzi Lake came back to the imperial capital, which was completely detonated and plunged the imperial city into an uproar.

The secret hand deployed by the Mobei Ke also began to spread rumors.

"When the Son of Heaven entered Beiluo, he was confused by Confucius's plan, the Son of Heaven left the capital, and the country was about to die!"

"The Son of Heaven was bewitched by the demon magic of Beiluo Lu Ping'an when he was young, and the demons were in chaos!"

Rumors spread everywhere, and the entire imperial capital was like a pot of boiling water.

The ministers cried, and the music was like flying feathers.

There are officials who boast of a clear stream, dressed in dim starlight, and rushed to Beiluo by chariot.

Lu Changkong did not stop these officials, and put them into the city one after another.

On the shores of Beiluo Lake.

The ministers knelt outside the chariot of the Son of Heaven, weeping bitterly, all to persuade the Son of Heaven not to be bewitched by demons.

should return to the imperial capital to defend the national capital, and order Zhao Jiangli to enter Beijing to ask for the crime.

Inside the chariot.

The Son of Heaven did not move.

When the first rays of dawn leap out from below the horizon and shine on the sparkling surface of Beiluo Lake.

Island in the middle of the lake.

The second floor of the Bai Yujing Pavilion.

In a wheelchair, a figure dressed in white with drooping sideburns slowly opened his eyes.

PS: I haven't received the news that it will be on the shelves tomorrow, it seems that it will be on the shelves next week...... Panic, big chapter, ask for votes.