The spring on the lake is like a picture, and the chaotic peaks are spread horizontally.

The pine row mountain surface is thousands of emeralds, and the moon is a pearl in the heart of the waves.

The blue carpet thread draws early rice, and the Qingluo skirt shows the new pu.

failed to throw Hangzhou away, and half of the hook was this lake.

This is a poem by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, written in the West Lake.

The West Lake has existed since ancient times, it connects with the world with water, grass and the world, the far is called the vast smoke waves, the near is called the lake and the mountains, and the foot is called the royal paradise.

Fucha and Shih Tzu loved to play in the water, and their big boats were moored next to a small island in the middle of the lake. After being full of wine and food, Xi Shi likes to listen to music, and King Wu likes to watch Xi Shi frown. At that time, in addition to the bright lights on the boat, there were not many people on the shore, and the occasional flashes of light were the stars and fires accidentally pulled down by the fishermen.

The story of West Lake is very long - Su Dongpo has planted peaches, Bai Juyi has planted willows, and Zhou Yu has said goodbye to Xiao Qiao...... Liu Yong didn't even think that the minor tunes he wrote for the girls would haunt the hearts of the golden people.

Most of the time, the scenery of West Lake is very wonderful, whether the clouds open and the fog is misty, or the snow drifts in winter; Whether the wind and the sun are beautiful, or the sunset is shining, the rippling lake is always disturbed, and the emotion is like Gillian in love. On the edge of the broken bridge, Xu Xian and the White Lady Lian Yu starred in a ghost relationship.

Four seasons a year, 365 days, rain or shine, West Lake never lacks scenery, let alone tourists.

But today, there is a huge West Lake, but there are no tourists.

The entire West Lake Scenic Area, with a radius of ten miles, is under martial law.

The external saying is that a big chief came here to inspect and hold a meeting, but the real situation is that this will hold a shocking gamble that will shock the entire Chinese cultivation world.

Early morning.

The haze begins to dissipate, and the morning sun rises.

The big orange-red ball of light, spitting out its own light and heat, spread layers of broken gold on the surface of the lake.

There are several flocks of waterfowl gliding comfortably on the water.

In addition to the middle of the lake, there are several large boats connected together, and there are hundreds of people standing on them, today's West Lake, it seems extremely quiet, these water birds are not alarmed by tourists, and they also begin to catch fish and shrimp in the water wantonly.

Cruise ship.

The large and spacious deck is crowded with people.

The bigwig-level figures of the entire underground world in the south of the Yangtze River in China gathered together, and there were even many warriors from the north who came all the way to watch the battle.

Lu Changqing single-handedly challenged the long-famous Kunlun Three Sages.

This gimmick is big enough.

If you add the 60 billion bets in the infield, the astronomical bonus of more than 500 billion bets on the periphery -

This kind of attraction is no less than a drug-product for a junkie, and a raccoon for a pervert.

"Huangfu family master, it's half past eight in the morning, why hasn't Lu Changqing come yet?"

Below deck, a middle-aged strong man asked.

This person is a boxer of the Eight Extremes Sect of the Ancient Martial Arts Sect of China, and he has the peak cultivation of dark energy, and at this moment in this Southeast China martial arts event, it is naturally nothing.

Originally, he was not qualified to speak.

But this person has a rough personality, that is, he is very arrogant, left and right, and he only saw the three sages of Kunlun who closed his eyes and recuperated beside Huang Fuqi, but he did not see the other main son, Lu Yu and Lu Changqing, and gradually, he lost his patience and asked Huang Fuqi in a loud voice.

His question also represents a question in most people's hearts.

So although his voice was loud and his question was quite abrupt, no one reprimanded him.

Huang Fuqi narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered: "How does the old man know about this question." Wang Zhuangyuan, you should know the reason. ”

He looked at a dwarf version of a dwarf man sitting on the other side.

This person is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, combed with a very funny traitor's hair, blackened with oil, black and shiny, at least a whole bottle of hair wax, wearing a suit that is obviously two sizes larger than his body, and a tie is quite funny, and it is still the big red kind.

This outfit is absolutely funny, and it has nothing to do with the word aesthetic at all, and I am afraid that people will believe him if he is a beggar.

But no one dared to laugh at this man's attire.

Because this person is Wang Xuance.

The title on the road is even more hanging, the champion!

Since ancient times, martial arts have been divided into upper and lower nine streams.

The upper nine were emperors, sages, hermits, children, literati, warriors, farmers, industrialists, and merchants.

A noble family like Huang Fuqi is naturally a representative of the upper ninth class.

And the lower nine streams are the masters, the yacha, the scales, the matchmakers, the pawns, the demons, the thieves, the prostitutes, and the reckoning doors.

Before Wang Xuance joined the Tianji Palace, he was the Fortune of Heaven of the generation of the Counting Gate.

In the lower ninth class, it has a supreme position.

The warriors on these cruise ships are also divided into two distinct factions.

The brightly dressed ones are probably attached to Huang Fuqi, and they are ninth-rate warriors.

And the shabby clothes, at first glance, are the pawns of the peddlers, and they are probably attached to Wang Xuance, and they are the ninth-rate warriors.

Up and down the nine streams, since ancient times, you can't get used to me, and I can't get used to you, just like the beggars' dirty clothes and clean clothes.

But everyone is a Chinese warrior, although there are some contradictions and frictions, they will not fight as soon as they meet.

But urine less than a pot is for sure.

Wang Xuance spat in the palm of his hand, carefully combed his hairstyle, and when he saw Huangfu Qi asking him, he smiled, revealing two rows of big yellow teeth: "Huangfu Lao'er, Lao Tzu is not in a hurry, you are in a hurry." Doesn't this start at nine o'clock? Why did my family come here so early? I don't know if in general movies, nine times out of ten, the first to appear is a trick on the street, and the finale is the protagonist and the master. ”

"You ......"

With Huang Fuqi in the upper ninth-rate godless position, there is a great deal of Confucianism in talking and laughing, and there is no white ding, which is very white and snowy in the spring.

On weekdays, where did I deal with a guy like Wang Xuance, who was a low-riba person and had a dirty exit, and he was suddenly choked.

He snorted and sneered: "Wang Xuance, I heard that Lu Changqing didn't have the courage to come to the battle, and he ran away three days ago!" ”

Wang Xuance: "Hehe." ”

Huang Fuqi: "Bastard, what are you laughing at?" ”

Wang Xuance: "It's good if you're happy." ”

Huang Fuqi's face turned black in an instant.

This Nima is simply a chicken and a duck.

However, on the cruise ship, other martial artists discussed it.

"Yes, I also heard that Lu Changqing ran away three days ago!"

"Wouldn't it? Hasn't he already handed over 30 billion to the arbitration institution? ”

"Cut, no matter how much 30 billion is, it's not as important as a small life! The opponent is the Kunlun Three Sages, which is a sub-sage who has been famous for 20 years, and is known as an invincible opponent under the martial saint! He Lu Changqing only entered the innate half a year ago, and it was a question of whether he had quasi-saint cultivation or not, where did he dare to come to the war? ”

"That's quite possible!"

"What is possible, absolutely! Hmph, this Lu Changqing is really open-minded, this trick is playing at the bottom of the kettle, and he sold all his brothers! ”

"Damn, this is too despicable!"

"Hmph, I don't know my heart but I don't know my heart, in vain I still admire this young marshal, I didn't expect him to be this kind of person!"

At this moment-

"Huangfu Lao'er, the master is here!"

When everyone followed the prestige, they saw a young man, dressed in a dark warrior uniform, with a lofty instrument and a sword on his eyebrows, already standing by the lake.

It was Lu Yu.

"Boom!"

Lu Yu stepped out and landed on the calm water, and in an instant, the entire West Lake trembled.

I saw that his whole body was as fierce as a sharp arrow. Shoot out, pull out a white water mark hundreds of meters long on the West Lake, like an icebreaker splitting the surface of the lake, setting off a huge wave.

This long white wave stretches from the side of the Upong boat to the cruise ship, like a dragon riding the wind and waves.

The distance of hundreds of meters, under Lu Yu's feet, is only a distance that has been stepped in an instant. The speed of Lu Yu treading water is like a bird, more like an arrow shot by a feather!

Then, steadily, it landed on the deck, but it didn't shake the deck even a bit.

Treading water.

Ascend to the sky.

dripping down.

Drink all the merry.

How is this kind of chic posture different from that of the immortals?

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