In the main hall of the "Heavenly Mandate Palace", the hall master of Lu Buwei was gray-faced, and his chubby face was full of anger, and he assigned a master to clean up and repair the huge pit in the hall. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The hall master, the hall master. Qianluo's shouting voice came from outside the hall.

Lu Buwei was angry, rushed out of the hall in three or two steps, and shouted loudly: "What howl?

Qianluo shrank his neck and said with a smile: "I have just negotiated with the two elders, and the benefits that people deserve, you can quickly distribute them." ”

Lu Buwei was so angry that his face became more and more fat and red, and while summoning his own martial master, he would send the blood jade that had already been prepared for the two elders in the treasury, and said to Qianluo with hatred: "I don't know who the hall master is, -- I am actually assigned by you to do this and that every day, can you kid let me save some heart." ”

Seeing Qianluo's unconcerned expression, the hall master of Lu Buwei felt more and more dazzling, and sneered: "You kid is really an elf ghost, suppress me from assigning the benefits that the two elders deserve, and then let you do this favor." ”

"Not only that, but if you send the benefits over early, and I go to talk to the two elders about things, I am afraid that they will not be able to see this little blood that I have now. Qianluo shrugged his shoulders and said.

"You're good enough to squeeze oil out of a stone. That's good, the two elders made this deal with you, and earned a lot of blood jade, and in the blink of an eye they gave away the benefits they deserved, and it was clearly the result of your kind words in front of me, and you were still not grateful to you? "The hall lord of Lü Buwei despises the authentic way.

"Awards, awards, everything is taught by you, the master of the hall. Qianluo smiled and said humbly.

Hearing Qianluo call himself "teacher", Lu Buwei touched his slippery and fat chin, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he was also a little self-satisfied, and then squinted at Qianluo and said: "Don't blame me for not telling you, I have deducted all the money spent on repairing the main hall this time from your daily cultivation blood jade, and in the next month, you don't want to receive a cultivation blood jade from the palace." ”

"What? you—you can't do this, Lord Hall!" Qianluo was dumbfounded. Although he has now got a windfall, he is considered to be rich, and he does not lack these blood jades, but he has been poor for a long time, and no matter how small the mosquito is, it is meat, and he doesn't want to give it up.

Lu Buwei rarely pulled back a game from the hands of this sleek boy, his heart was so happy, "hehe" turned around and entered the hall with a smile, and threw him out of the hall: "In the future, if you do this kind of action of beating the cook and cultivating the main hall after you have finished cultivating, you will not want to receive any due benefits in the Heavenly Mandate Hall in the future." ”

"Baisha Pavilion City" is due north, two thousand miles away, in a huge corner of the mighty and wide, turbulent Tianliu River, there is a "Wanluo City" seven or eight times larger than the "Baisha Pavilion City" majestically located.

"Wanluo City" and "Baisha Pavilion City" are compared, the two are not at the same level at all, the city wall around "Wanluo City" is more than ten zhang high, all with a square piece of thousand pounds of diamond masonry, and the gap is poured with iron juice, it can be described as solid. In addition, the number of Heavenly Mandate Divisions in "Wanluo City" is also dozens of times that of "Baisha Pavilion City", and the power is strong, after all, "Wanluo City" is within a radius of 5,000 miles, which can be called the most prosperous and wealthy center of the human race.

Because of this, from a distance, the entire "Wanluo City" looks like an ancient fierce beast entrenched in the wilderness, which makes people feel a strong sense of insignificance and powerlessness.

Under the north wall of Wanluo City, there is a hundred and ten miles wide and boundless Tianliu River.

In the afterglow of the sunset, on the solid city wall, there was actually a huge Qingluo umbrella, and a comfortable red star wood recliner was placed under the umbrella. A pale-skinned, light-faced, middle-aged Heavenly Destiny Master, dressed in a light casual dress woven of snow silk, with dark hair casually tied behind his head with a headband, was leisurely half-lying on a chair, holding a green bamboo fishing rod in one hand, and was fishing.

The fishing line of the fishing rod in the hands of the middle-aged Heavenly Destiny Master was actually made of local materials, which was a line drawn from the "snow silk robe" on his body. The snow silk is flexible enough, but it is also extremely light, and it should have been blown by the wind for a long time, but in the hands of the middle-aged Heavenly Destiny Master, the extremely light and thin fishing line is actually in a straight line with the green bamboo fishing rod, so that it is like a spear, "piercing" straight into the water hundreds of meters away.

"Star Lord, Wu Yuan, the Soldiers and Horses Division of Baisha Pavilion City, sent a secret letter. A martial arts master wearing jet-black heavy armor and a fierce demeanor suddenly appeared at the head of the city, walked quickly to the middle-aged Heavenly Mandate Master, holding a letter in his hand, and reported respectfully.

This middle-aged Heavenly Destiny Master is one of the giants of "Wanluo City", the city lord Tao Rong.

"I don't appreciate the umbrella after the rain, when did I send the secret letter, if I waited for him, it would have been three springs late. After taking the secret letter, Tao Rong didn't look at it, and threw it into the river under the city.

"The time is finally ripe now, and it seems that you can start picking fruit, - you let Qing'er come to me. Dingding looked at the water surface a few hundred meters away where the fishing line pierced, Tao Rong groaned slightly.

Wu Yuanshi left in response, and Tao Rong took the green bamboo fishing rod in his hand, looking at the mighty Tianliu River, his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Not long after, a breeze blew from the city, and suddenly a strong aroma of wine mixed with fat powder wafted in, Tao Rong frowned, and there was a trace of helplessness on his face.

A young man of about twenty years old staggered up to the top of the city and slowly came to Tao Rong. I saw that he was crookedly draped in a luxurious gold-rimmed silk robe, his face was flushed, but he was drunk, and there were many bright red lip prints on his neck and face.

"Father, uh, Father!" the young man saluted Tao Rong with his crossed hands in front of him, and then opened his mouth, and a wine burp came up first.

Tao Rong's brows furrowed tighter, and he waved his hand and said, "That's it." Glancing back at the young man, and then continuing to look at the wide and mighty river calmly, Tao Rong suddenly sighed, "Rong'er, I know that you have been bitter all these years. ”

"Hehe, my father laughed, what is the bitterness of my son? My son spends every day drinking, drunk and dreaming of death, not to mention how comfortable he is to live. Tao Qing's eyes flashed with a trace of negligence, but there was the slightest hint of alcohol? and then returned to his drunken appearance, "I remember my father asked me when I was a child, what ambitions I had when I grew up, and my son said at that time, 'When I grow up, I am willing to live a life of eating and waiting for death', haha, father, don't you see that my son has reached it now?"

"That's enough!" Tao Rong's face sank, and he stopped drinking, and then slowed down his breath, "Okay, it's our father and son here, you don't have to disguise, I recruited you here this time, I have something to tell you." ”

Seeing Tao Rong's unhappy face, Tao Qing no longer dared to continue to pretend to be drunk and stupid, he used to pretend to be drunk and stupid, Tao Rong knew his hardship, and he always knew it but ignored it, but now that he has drunk it and pretended to go down, he is afraid that there will be no good fruit to eat.

Tao Qing shook his head, his face was really full of wine, he pulled the sleeves of his silk robe and wiped the lip prints on his face and neck, and said nonchalantly: "What's the matter, father, finally don't have to look at the face of your wife, dare to say a few words with your concubine's son?"

For the mockery and ridicule of his son's words, Tao Rong not only did not blame, but showed a gloomy expression.

Tao Rong, as the lord of the city, naturally has many sons, but Tao Rong's position as the lord of the city is not inherited from his father, but from his father-in-law, so he has always respected and loved his wife, and the son born to him was also established by him as the son of the world early on, and was determined to be the next city lord of "Wanluo City".

It's a pity that Tao Rong's wife is frail, and after giving birth to this son for him, he never gave birth to any children, which is undoubtedly unacceptable for the lord of a city, especially for Tao Rong, who has the will to establish a big family that will be passed on from generation to generation. So Tao Rong married several concubines again, this time there were a lot of sons and daughters, but there were not many of them, counting and counting, only this Tao Qing in front of him.

Although Tao Qing is a concubine, he is a genius in cultivation, and now he is in his twenties, and he is already the cultivation of the best Shijue Heavenly Destiny Master.

However, there is no doubt that he is extremely smart, he knows his identity, and he is afraid of arousing the jealousy of the main room, so he has always been careful not to expose it, and he is completely under the aura of his eldest brother Tao Tao, who is also a cultivation genius and has been made the next city lord early.

Therefore, the entire Wanluo City knows that Tao Rong's wife is the son born to him, and the next city lord Tao Tao is one of the few young talents and geniuses in the city, and the rest of the concubines have completely given birth to a lot of waste for him. Knowing a son is better than a father, and only Tao Rong himself knows the details and talents of his second son.