This was Lu Fan's first retreat.

Over the course of a day and a night, he built a new secret realm in the [Mission Stand], and combined the "Dragon Breeding Land" with the new secret realm.

It's a huge undertaking that requires excellence.

If the secret realm of Wolongling Immortal Palace can only be regarded as a small fight, then the construction of the secret realm this time is a real big deal.

After all, Lu Pan planned that when the secret realm ended this time, he needed to be able to give birth to cultivators who were strong enough to enter the body storage realm.

As for the secret realm, Lu Fan has not yet been put into use, and it is still stored in the [Missionary Stand], waiting for the right time.

When he opened his eyes, the breeze blew his white shirt.

Exhale softly.

Lu Fan raised his hand and rubbed his temples.

To build a secret realm, it takes a huge amount of soul strength, especially this time to improve the large-scale secret realm, which makes Lu Fan's mind a little hazy.

With a casual move, the bronze wine glass placed on the carved table of the red shirt floated over.

The wine in the cup was already cold, Lu Fan was in retreat, and Ning Zhao did not dare to enter the hot wine.

drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp, and the cold and sour taste made Lu Fan's brain slightly clear.

Then, his mind moved, and a sentence came from outside the island and poured into his ears with the wind.

Lu Fanyu raised his eyebrows.

Your Excellency Bai Yujing Building.

Nie Changqing stood with a knife on his shoulder, and the whole person was full of knife intent.

He guards the pavilion and will not let people go beyond half a step, and the same is true for Ning Zhao and Yi Yue.

As for Ni Yu in the distance, he filled a bag full of pills with a sachet, sitting on the stone slab, and there was no one knocking.

Childe said to let her practice while eating......

And she really did.

Jing Yue was on the side, carrying a pineapple wooden sword box, staring at Ni Yu with great resentment...... The elixir in your hand.

After eating the Qi Gathering Pill, Jing Yue also successfully condensed Qi and stepped into the Qi Pill realm.

It was a wonderful feeling that he couldn't forget.

Suddenly.

On the island, the vast oppression dissipated.

Everyone was startled, raised their heads, and looked at the second floor of Bai Yujing Pavilion.

But I saw that on the terrace, the young man in white shirt leaned on the railing and listened to the wind, looking at the people below and smiling.

"Childe is out of customs!"

Ning Zhao and Yi Yue glanced at each other, and they were both happy.

If Childe doesn't go out of the customs, Beiluo City may be a mess.

Ning Zhao's white skirt staggered, floated to the second floor, and pushed the wheelchair down the pavilion.

"Childe, the Son of Heaven left the imperial capital and came to see you in person, but he was stopped by us and others, and now he is waiting in Beiluo City......"

Ning Zhao said.

Lu Fan was in a wheelchair, with his elbows against the gauntlets, rubbing his temples gently.

"I know. ”

Lu Fan's answer was calm.

Ning Zhao was stunned.

"Sister Ning, find me a fishing rod......"

Lu Fan said suddenly.

Ning Zhao was stunned for a moment, and Nie Changqing, who was carrying a pig-killing knife on his side, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Childe wants to fish?"

Nie Changqing asked.

Lu Pan bowed slightly, looking at the Beiluo Lake in front of him, the breeze was gentle, blowing the sparkling surface of the lake.

Beiluo Lake is the first "dragon breeding place" pointed out by Lu Fan.

"Wow. ”

Ning Zhao didn't ask too much, and soon went to look for a fishing rod.

"Childe, the Son of Heaven is waiting, aren't you going to see you?"

Nie Changqing's white clothes fluttered and asked.

Lu Fan rubbed his temples and closed his eyes slightly.

"I'll talk about it when I'm done with my business. ”

Nie Changqing suddenly stopped talking.

The atmosphere became a little quiet, except for the lake breeze blowing, blowing the sound of the chrysanthemum swaying in the wind in the distance.

"Click, click......"

Suddenly, a strange voice sounded.

Lu Fan opened his eyes, his gaze moved slightly horizontally, and landed where the sound source came from.

Ni Yu glared, took out a sugar-coated Qi Gathering Pill from the bulging sachet stuffed, stuffed it into his mouth, and bit it down, making a crunchy sound.

That's it...... It's like eating jelly beans.

Ni Yu was a little hairy by Lu Fan's eyes, his hands were shaking, and he trembled and took out a sugar-coated Qi Gathering Pill from his bag.

"Gong ...... Son...... One for one?"

The corners of Lu Fan's mouth twitched and waved his hand.

"You eat well, eat more, and remember to find a place where no one is after eating......"

Ni Yu was slightly stunned.

Soon.

Ning Zhao returns.

Lu Fan took the fishing rod, this is a very ordinary fishing rod, he pinched the curved and sharp hook, pressed his white fingers on it, and slowly forced, he actually straightened the hook and turned it into a sharp straight hook.

"Childe...... How do you fish with a straight hook?"

Ning Zhao was stunned.

Lu Fan smiled and said nothing.

Riding alone in a lonely boat, Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair on the bow of the boat, threw out the fishing line and hook, and with a "bang", the hook entered the water, flooding with ripples.

Nie Changqing, Ning Zhao, Yi Yue and others stood on another lonely boat.

Looking at Lu Pan fishing in the lake with a straight hook fishing rod.

......

On the shore of Beiluo Lake, it has already been a mess.

Lu Changkong's face was cold, and Luo Cheng behind him stared at the hundred officials kneeling on the ground, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Who are these dog officials scolding? Who are the demons?!

In the chariot of the Son of Heaven, there was no movement.

"Ladies and gentlemen, speak carefully. ”

Lu Changkong looked at the ministers who were kneeling on the ground, beating their chests, and said with a cold face.

The old eunuch next to the chariot of the Son of Heaven also hummed softly in his nose.

"The country can't be without a king for a day, Your Majesty has been in Beiluo for two days, and the emperor has already made a pot of porridge. ”

"Now that the bandits have just retreated, and the Great Zhou Dynasty is in ruins, how can Your Majesty wait for the demons here!"

"Your Majesty, please turn around!"

An obese old man in fancy clothes, kneeling on the ground, pooping with a big belly, crying until the old tears were all over the place.

"How can he, Lu Ping'an, how can he make His Majesty wait like this!"

"Although Lu Ping'an is famous, he is a minister, His Majesty is a king, and the outline of the monarch and the minister must not be messed up!"

An official of the Great Zhou Dynasty continued to persuade him.

Outside North Los Angeles, the chariots were galloping, and the smoke and dust were billowing out.

A chariot carrying officials entered Beiluo, and these officials had to persuade the emperor to turn back, and if he could persuade him, he would naturally leave his name in history.

However, the emperor in the chariot never moved.

Only the carriage trembled slightly, so that the old eunuch noticed the unrest of the people in the car.

......

Thirty miles outside the original Chicheng.

Mo Beike pinched the letter in his hand, and the heavy bags under his eyes trembled slightly.

"Beiluo Lu retreated peacefully, the Son of Heaven personally stood by the lake and waited, and the ministers of the hundred officials entered Beiluo and wept blood to persuade the monarch to return to Beijing......"

A faint sneer came from the mouth of Mobei Ke.

Yutai Xuangao sat in the first place, and Mo Ju shook the feather fan lightly, also revealing a sneer.

"The hundred officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty, a group of pedantic people, are very intrigued, but if it really involves national affairs...... Just a bunch of stupid and stupid dogs. Mo Ju said mercilessly.

Xuan Taixuan leaned back in the chair, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Now what we're competing for is a ...... of time"

"Xiang Shaoyun led the army from Xijun, but if we are the first to enter the imperial capital and sit on the six major moats, it is equivalent to being invincible, even if the Xiliang Iron Cavalry is known as the first army of the Great Zhou, there is nothing to be done. ”

Xuandao.

Mobeike bowed slightly.

"The Great Zhou Emperor is now equivalent to a pot of hot porridge boiling to the extreme, and when it reaches a critical point, it will naturally explode......"

"Even if the Son of Heaven asks Lu Ping'an?"

"The general trend of the world...... Irreversible. ”

Mobei Kedao.

......

The land of raising dragons, as the name suggests, contains the land of dragons.

The island in the middle of the lake is used as Bai Yujing's base, and Lu Fan casts aura, so that the surrounding Beiluo Lake is also stained.

If there is a real place in the world where Zhong Ling is beautiful, Beiluo Lake can get one.

Besides, Beiluo Lake is a place to raise dragons, and the dragons can also take care of the home, so why not?

The air of the lake lingers on the surface of the lake.

Between the hearts of Lu Fan, who was fishing in a lonely boat, the dense swimming fish in the lake gathered one after another, and they continued to flutter under Lu Fan's boat.

Everything has a spirit, and these swimming fish seem to feel something.

They chase straight hooks, even if there is no bait on them.

But the hook was like the most delicious thing in the world, and it attracted them.

Lu Fan was very calm, setting up the mountains and rivers on one side and holding the fishing rod on the other.

No matter how much the fish in the lake chase, the rod will not move.

The mist is getting thicker.

The hazy lonely boat and the white-shirted boy are blurred.

Ning Zhao, Nie Changqing and the others couldn't see Lu Fan's figure clearly.

Long.

The fluttering of swimming fish stopped.

Lu Fan's faint voice came from the thick fog.

"Sister Ning, let the Son of Heaven come over......"

On the boat, the green silk was raised under the wind.

She teased the green silk behind her ear, and her red lips opened lightly, "Huh." ”

Then, Ning Zhaolian walked lightly, and the white embroidered shoes rippled on the surface of the lake, and she actually stepped on the lake surface and went to the lakeside.

After Ning Zhao left.

Lu Fan, who was faintly in the mist, seemed to think for a while.

He spoke again: "Old Nie, Yi Yue ......"

"In. ”

Yi Yue hurriedly bowed, and Nie Changqing handed over the knife.

"Northern Luo Fei Dijing, they can't talk nonsense. ”

"But Childe, I have a good temper, let them continue to talk ......"

Lu Fan's faint voice came, accompanied by the sound of falling children.

Yi Yue and Nie Changqing squinted.

The two left by boat.

In the center of the lake, only Lu Fan's lonely boat is rippling.

......

On the shores of Beiluo Lake.

Ning Zhao stepped on the surface of the lake, like a fairy, fluttering.

Many officials were stunned, and their scolding was slightly abrupt.

"Your Majesty, Childe is invited. ”

Ning Zhao stood on the surface of the lake and bowed slightly.

In the chariot of the Son of Heaven, Yu Wenxiu suddenly opened the curtain, and excitement flashed in his eyes.

The old eunuch helped Yu Wenxiu get out of the chariot and boarded the ship that had been prepared.

"Your Majesty, no!"

"Don't be bewitched by demons! The demons are chaotic! The Great Zhou is about to die!"

"Lu Ping'an's son is very hateful! This son is misleading the country!

One by one, the ministers wept and beat their chests.

Ning Zhao looked indifferently.

On the boat, Yu Wenxiu clenched his fists, his face turned red.

The old eunuch shook off the dust lightly, his face was extremely ugly, these guys saw His Majesty weak...... It's getting even harder, and it's going to be an inch!

Suddenly.

In a misty lake.

A lonely boat came quickly, raising white water waves, like a white snake churning.

Yi Yue and Nie Changqing jumped out of the lonely boat and landed steadily, landing in front of those kneeling ministers.

Yu Wenxiu, who boarded the ship, was stunned and looked back.

The old eunuch shook the dust in his hand, and there was ...... There is a murderous aura!

Nie Changqing's white robe swayed lightly in the wind.

The pig-killing knife in his arms galloped out, turning into a black light, and suddenly swept over a minister who beat his chest and scolded the demon in his mouth.

"Poof. ”

Blood splattered.

The scolding stopped abruptly.

The pig-killing knife bleeds, making them cold all over their bodies.

Nie Changqing controlled the pig-killing knife and turned slowly, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he said lightly:

"Childe has a good temper, he asked you to keep talking......"

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