100 miles outside North Los Angeles.

Wolong Ridge.

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

A horse-drawn carriage galloped on the not-so-gentle ground.

The long drive went 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 was covered with sweat on his forehead.

Lu Muzhuo walked out with a green bamboo cane and told the coachman to wait for him here.

He looked at Wolong Ridge, rubbing three copper coins, like a giant dragon Wolong Ridge, inexplicably brought him huge pressure, as if there was a pair of deterrent eyes, looking at him, making his fingers pinching the copper coins faintly twitch.

"There is a fairy fate in Wolong Ridge?"

Lu Muxiang took a deep breath, took a white shirt, bamboo cane and shoes lightly beat the horse, and went straight to the mountains.

After walking along the rugged mountain road for a long time, the sense of oppression in the air became stronger and stronger.

Distance.

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

Lu Mu's eyes lit up and stopped the other party.

"Run, there's a monster in the mountains that is about to be born!"

"That monster can eat people!"

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

Lu Mu's brows furrowed at Ting, and his face became more and more serious.

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

After the figure of the mountain people disappeared.

Lu Muxiang took a deep breath, tapped the bamboo cane, and continued to go deeper.

In the deep Wolong Ridge, there seems to be a strange roar, startling birds and crows to fly together.

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

The trees are gone, replaced by a huge pit.

Lu Mu is full of incredible, his pupils reflect the brilliance of the big pit, and outside the big pit, there is a light blue eggshell-like thing, reflecting the brilliance and brilliance.

The oppressive aura emanated from the "eggshell".

Lu Mu trembled at his body.

Immortal fate!

The immortal fate that Young Master Lu said...... It really appeared!

Lu Muzhi stepped forward step by step, and in front of Xianyuan, he couldn't control his ordinary heart.

He came to the pale blue "eggshell".

The "eggshell" is a little transparent, his eyes are staring at it, and he can vaguely see that there is a majestic underground palace portal inside!

This is definitely a secret realm of immortals!

Young Master Lu didn't lie to him!

Lu Mu's old face flushed, and he kept his face close to the light blue "eggshell", as if he wanted to see what the underground palace inside the "eggshell" looked like.

Suddenly......

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

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

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

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

Airplanes......

The air seemed to ripple, brushing through Lu Mu's body.

"Poof" and vomited blood.

The white clothes were stained with blood, and he grabbed the bamboo cane and retreated continuously, his face full of fear......

Sure enough, this "eggshell" must be the protection of the immortal fate, and without the "Heaven and Earth Qi Order" that Lu Shaozhu said, I am afraid that it will not be able to open and enter it.

Lu Mu instantly made a judgment in his heart.

Fear is followed by ecstasy......

Immortal fate, it's true!

He laughed like a madman in front of the "eggshell".

After that, he ran away with a bamboo cane.

This world is going to be shaken by this fairy fate.

......

On the shores of Beiluo Lake.

The atmosphere of slaughter gradually dissipated.

Mo Liuqi passed out, his five bodies fell to the ground, covered in blood.

The national teacher's wide robe fluttered slightly under the wind, and cold sweat soaked his back.

This Assassin ...... With a bit of manipulation, he almost landed.

"Master, what should you do with this assassin?"

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

After all, the assassin is the national teacher, and the one who is frightened is also the national teacher, and when dealing with the assassin, you still have to ask the other party's opinion.

The national teacher also calmed down at this moment and smiled: "Subduing this assassin is all a credit to you, how you want to deal with it, you can deal with it." ”

The national teacher is exquisite, how can he not see that Lu Fan has a mind for this assassin.

Lu Fan nodded, "Uncle Luo, put this assassin in prison, and I will personally interrogate him later." ”

Luo Yue still had palpitations, and when he heard Lu Fan's words, he hurriedly gave it up.

"Wow. ”

After that, he ordered someone to be sent to tie up Mo Liu, Seven, and Wuhua.

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

With a move from Lu Fan, the pearl hairpin automatically flew into his hand.

This is a cheap pearl hairpin with rough workmanship, and two words "A Zhu" are crookedly engraved on it, Lu Fanmei raised his eyebrows and glanced at this ink six or seven.

Everyone cleaned up their mood and went all the way to the Lu Mansion.

Because of the assassination, the atmosphere was not a little lighter.

Lu Fuzhong.

Jing Yue sat bored on the stone chair, he was playing with the sword, supporting the erected sword with one finger so that the sword would not fall crookedly.

Yard center.

Mo Tianyu's hair was scattered, his lips were chapped, the blood stains on his face were all dry, and his whole eyelids were fighting.

"Don't sleep, you can't wake up if you sleep, if you don't wake up, my son will have to trouble me." ”

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

"The dignified head of Confucianism, there is no one who mixes you like this. ”

"You say you, what are you pretending to be? Be low-key like me, isn't it good to live?"

"If you can't fight, you can run, if you can't run, you will beg for mercy, and only by surviving can you have the hope of experiencing the future life. ”

"You are lucky, there is a city lord Lu to intercede for you, you know that the last one who pretended to be forced in front of the prince like you, the corpse is cold, tsk tsk......"

Jing Yue said a lot crookedly while playing with the sword.

Mo Tianyu's angry face turned slightly red.

"Closed ...... Closed ......"

Mo Tianyu let out a weak protest.

"You want me to shut up? If you want me to shut up, say it earlier, if you don't say it, how do you know that you want me to shut up?" Jing Yue said as he played with his sword.

Mo Tianyu almost couldn't breathe.

He's so miserable, and he's looking for a chatter to prepare to drive him crazy.

Is Young Master Lu the devil?

Suddenly.

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

Outside the small courtyard, there was a rustling sound.

Lu Fan's figure in a wheelchair appeared, and beside him, a white-haired national teacher wearing a wide robe and cloth shirt also walked forward, accompanied by Lu Changkong.

The group entered the small courtyard.

At first glance, I saw Mo Tianyu who was buried and only had a head left.

"Childe!"

Jing Yue saw Lu Fan, and hurriedly smiled flatteringly, "This guy is not dead, he is dying several times, all under my influence, he feels the beauty of life, he survives strongly, he is a miracle of life." ”

Lu Fan glanced at Jing Yue.

For this sword sect master who didn't have any discipline, Lu Fan was also a little speechless.

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

"This scumbag, you have troubled peace. ”

National Teacher's Road.

In the wheelchair, Lu Fan smiled.

"Out of the way, just handy. ”

After that, the light blue air flow around Lu Fan's body surged.

Now he is more and more comfortable with the control of spiritual pressure.

Spiritual pressure poured into the ground.

Boom!

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

"Jing Yue, catch him. ”

Lu Fan took the spiritual pressure and said lightly.

When Jing Yue heard this, he moved instantly, performed light work, jumped up, and rolled up the fallen leaves in the courtyard.

hugged the fallen Mo Tianyu in his arms.

With the falling leaves, it spins from the air and slowly falls into the courtyard.