The fishing rod on the hand is a very ordinary material.

After Lu Ze took it from Zhao Huangchao's hand, he looked carefully for a moment, didn't see any special tricks, and then casually threw his hand, and the intersection of the fishing line and the cyan pool water emitted bursts of ripples, rippling in all directions.

The old ancestor of the Zhao family beside him just wanted to speak, but suddenly remained silent.

I saw that with Qingtan as the center, the surroundings suddenly quieted down.

With the breeze blowing and drifting down the fallen leaves, the eagle in the sky with wings flying maintained the most proud appearance, the whirring wind in the ears was no more, and the vertical waterfall called Yuanhai in the back mountain was fixed, and it seemed that you could see the splash of various postures under the mountain.

For the first time, a solemn expression appeared on Zhao Huangchao's face, and the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist priest became complicated and difficult to understand at this moment.

The luck of the illegitimate son of the Liyang Zhao family is so terrifying?

In the deepest part of the pool, there is an old salamander.

Once swallowed the sword of luck that symbolized the Son of Heaven of Liyang, Zhao Huangchao over the years wanted to wait until the time was ripe to catch the old salamander and the sword together, so as to achieve a great atmosphere, not only for Liyang Guozuo, but also for him to be able to truly achieve it one day.

Otherwise, why did this old ancestor of Liyang choose to leave behind the country and the beauty and come to this Dragon and Tiger Mountain to live together?

At the beginning, Zhao Huangchao was also a well-deserved protagonist in heaven and earth.

At this time, he sighed heavily, and there was a complicated feeling in his heart that the blue was better than the blue.

"This sword has been with me in Dragon Tiger Mountain for more than two hundred years."

"That's it, it looks like it's time for it to see the light of day for real."

"What Huang Sanjia said is true, now this era has gathered a general trend that is rare for thousands of years, and the land immortals will become less mysterious and unpredictable in the near future, Zhao Kai, I hope you can take over the banner of the Liyang Zhao family in this general trend."

As soon as Zhao Huangchao's muttering words fell, Lu Ze had already pulled up the fishing rod hard.

I saw a huge black salamander suddenly rising from the pool, and the surrounding environment returned to its original state in an instant, only the three heavenly masters in the Taoist ancestral court brushed their eyes on the location of the Qingtan in the back mountain, and Zhao Danxia, the head of Longhu Mountain, stroked his beard and sighed: "Good."

Above the pool, the huge black old salamander was rushing towards Lu Ze.

At the moment when he first came into contact with Lu Ze, the Jiao salamander, which only existed in the legend, turned into a black and simple scabbard, wrapping the Liyang Tianzi sword that had been dyed for many years, and the scabbard and hilt were outlined with various pattern runes, and the wonderful colors slowly disappeared.

Such a bizarre picture made Zhao Huangchao amazed.

"This Tianwen sword, silent in Longhu Mountain for hundreds of years, although the time is long, but the creation obtained here is even more amazing, in addition to this old salamander, every time the purple golden lotus blooms in the back mountain, there is a wisp of divine energy flowing in the pool."

"Zhao Kai, your luck is so good that even the old man is jealous."

"It's the sword that really strengthens you when you're by your side."

Lu Ze's face was also uncontrollable surprise, carefully observed the ancient sword named Tianwen in his hand, the more he looked at it, the more he was happy, and he couldn't put it down, and he couldn't put it down, only to feel that the biggest gain from this trip was not only fame and beauty, but also this extremely special sword in his hand.

God asked.

It is the sword of the Son of Heaven.

Lu Ze believed that after having this sword, those people in the Zhao clan of Tai'an City would definitely not be able to say anything, and it was estimated that even the bald second master of Tai'an City would not have imagined that Lu Ze would be able to gain so much in Longhu Mountain this time, which was simply appalling.

The meaning behind this sword is completely worth pondering for many people.

It's just that I don't know what kind of mood the emperor's father in the palace and the queen mother who wants to let herself die halfway will be.

As long as he thought of those guys who were friends and foes with ugly faces, Lu Ze's mood would definitely be very good.

"Zhao Kai."

"What do you think?

Beiliang?"

Zhao Huangchao suddenly asked at this time.

Lu Ze looked to the north, his expression slightly puzzled.

"Bei Liang?"

"Everywhere I look, it's the sun."

The ancestor of the Zhao family bowed slightly, and with a wave of his sleeves, he had disappeared.

......

Lu Ze happily returned to the residence arranged by Longhu Mountain, as the ancestral garden of the Daomen of Yuzhang Chenglin Immortal Mansion, the residence arranged for Lu Ze, the heir of the Zhao family in Liyang, is naturally very particular, and it is said that this special courtyard with a cave is not allowed to live in Zhao.

And the little Taoist who led the way didn't dare to get any closer than half a step.

This place is very exquisite, and it is not a place that ordinary Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain can approach.

After Lu Ze came in, he looked up and down, nodded secretly, and felt that this Taoist ritual sect holder did have two brushes, and the structure and layout between the mountains and rivers were based on the time of day, with the concept of Taoist law and nature, and its various connotations were not comparable to the famous martial arts Huishan next to it.

The blindfolded Wuzhu was standing in the courtyard pavilion on the west side with the strange iron chisel around at the moment.

This blindfolded man who does not smile is the strangest existence in Lu Ze's group, and even the blind man Lu Xu thought that Wuzhu was a child of a family who had a similar encounter with him and was taken under Lu Ze's command, and he even wanted to say a few more words along the way, but as expected, he was blocked by Wuzhu's cold tone.

Only the quick-witted Yu Youwei vaguely knew that what Lu Ze valued most in this group was precisely this blindfolded man.

Lu Ze walked over with a long sword at his waist, and sat on the head of the antique stone lion in front of the small pavilion in disregard of etiquette.

Wuzhu in the pavilion slowly turned his head, and the robot took the initiative to speak, "You seem... It's a little bit better than before."

Lu Ze nodded, and said very simply the wonderful encounter in the back mountain just now.

There is naturally no need to hide it from Wuzhu.

The few Zhu Guo in the small bamboo basket that can be used as bait for the old salamander are absolutely extraordinary, Lu Ze digested the thick lean in it after consuming only a small part, and felt some signs of stinging pain in the King Kong body, if he could completely digest it, he could take a big step above the first threshold of this product realm.

As soon as I entered a product, I sat on King Kong and looked at the mystery, how scary.

This is still Lu Ze's intention to slow down his pace, wanting to experience the wonders of the martial arts realm in the snow world, otherwise he can gallop on the road by leaps and bounds, but this will inevitably ignore the scenery along the way, just like seeing a peerless beauty with rouge reviews on the bed, he can't wait to get into the couch and get down to business, naturally he will slightly lose the wonderful feeling of breaking through Zeng Yan's stacked mountains, just as Lu Ze on the way can completely accept Yu Youwei and that Murong Wuzhu, but he didn't, At best, he measured the size of the steep mountain with the fish girl, and then teased the Murong girl who was weak and couldn't stand being provoked and teased.

[In view of the general environment,

After all, water *** melting is the avenue!

Lu Ze chatted with Wuzhu for a while and left, fighting with the old sword god Li Chungang on the official road of Qianzhou benefited Wuzhu a lot, the old sword god who used to be the most sharp in addition to the sword intent swayed by the Trojan horse cow in his hand was his vicious eyes, but the old sword god at the beginning had no intention of accepting apprentices at all, and now he finally looked at the good billet surrounded by the innate sword intent, but it was the princess of the dead country of Western Chu.

On that day, Li Chungang took out his sword, and a large part of the reason was for the ginger mud on the carriage.

Otherwise, if Cao Changqing, the chess player, really died in the official road of Qianzhou, Jiang Ni's bright and bright sword heart would be irreparably stained with dust, coupled with the complicated relationship between him and Xu Fengnian, the son of Beiliang, the sword practice in the future will only get narrower and narrower, until he enters a dead end, and the end is either death or heart death, how cruel.

The classic chessboard will only reveal the true vertical and horizontal spirit after experiencing the careful chewing of countless chess players and the baptism of ruthless time.

Lu Ze has no opinion on the chess game that has ended, but he just thinks that it is really a wonderful move to take Yu Youwei away, not to mention such a beauty who can be commented on the rouge, but also to be able to leave an obedient and sticky big white cat Wu Meiniang, when there is nothing to pet the cat, when there is something to touch, it can be described as a great thing in life.

Yu Youwei, who was gently stroking the white cat, looked at Lu Ze coming, her expression was a little unnatural.

The tip of this beautiful woman's buttocks seemed to have the powerful slap from not long ago, thinking about the slightly outrageous words she said on the mountainside, for fear that Lu Ze would eat her in one bite tonight, and her voice was pitiful when she spoke, comparable to that Murong Wuzhu.

Fortunately, Lu Ze just took Wu Meiniang and played with it, without mentioning the so-called bedding.

Yu Youwei breathed a sigh of relief, but her heart suddenly seemed a little empty, looking at Lu Ze's eyebrows, there seemed to be joy surrounding her, Yu Youwei held her pointed chin in her hand, and asked softly, "I went to the back mountain, what happened?" So happy, is there a good-looking Dao Gu in Longhu Mountain?"

Lu Ze was concentrating on helping Wu Meiniang smooth her hair, not caring about the naughty chatter of the woman next to her, and nodded: "Naturally, it is a great thing."

Yu Youwei raised her eyebrows curiously, and asked cautiously, "How big?"

Lu Ze, who was sitting on his shoulders with the white cat Wu Meiniang, came to the hollow crane-shaped barred fence window on the northeast side, squinted and looked out the window, the warm sunlight sprinkled on the noble son and the white cat, exuding a rich light, Yu Youwei held her chin and looked infatuated.

Lu Ze turned his head and laughed loudly: "The queen mother of Tai'an City, and my brothers, I'm afraid they won't be able to sleep well tonight, how big do you think my good thing should be?"

Lu Ze's expression was ambiguous: "Older than you."

Yu Youwei covered her cherry mouth in shock.

At this time, the Murong sisters and brothers, who walked out of the small courtyard on the side and were about to come here to knock on the door, were even more frightened.

Although Emperor Murong Tong had vaguely guessed Lu Ze's identity since he went to Longhu Mountain, he couldn't help but feel dizzy for a while, and he couldn't imagine that the identity of this noble son was so noble.

Murong female and male, both into the sycamore.

Could it be true that the song left by the occult warlock was really a prophecy?

In this world, is there a plane tree bigger than the majestic palace in Tai'an City, the capital of Liyang Kingdom?

Murong Wuzhu's face was radiant.

In the darkest time of her life, she was rescued by the son who radiated light all over her body, and thought it was a leaf sampan floating in the sea, but she didn't expect it to be a huge warship that towered into the sky and was enough to withstand the wind and waves at sea, and the woman also thought of the cursed ballad that accompanied her and her brother's life, but she didn't expect that it would be fulfilled in this situation.

Emperor Murong Tong's hands trembled uncontrollably in the courtyard, and he looked at Lu Ze with extremely complicated eyes.

Lu Ze had already walked out of the room with the white cat and Yu Youwei at this time, today's luck is good, everything is suitable, Lu Ze smiled and said hello to Murong Wuzhu, and the Qingli girl, who was careful to peep, quickly lowered her head again, and her neck, which was as white as ivory, was already red.

Lu Ze smiled dumbly.

This kind of little white rabbit personality is really rare.

Emperor Murong Tong's expression was complicated and difficult to understand.

"Do you know my true identity?"

"It's a pity, I don't have much grudge with the Xuanyuan family of Huishan, if His Royal Highness kills a wild dog on Huishan that doesn't have long eyes, they all feel unbearable, then I am happy to vent my anger for your brothers and sisters." Lu Ze handed the white cat on his shoulder to Yu Youwei, and then said, "When the time comes to Huishan, your sister can be more intimate with me, Your Highness, I am happy for her to make a personal promise."

Murong Wuzhu's breathing couldn't help but become short.

He didn't know what Lu Ze's status was in the Tai'an City in the north, but he just heard him say those words very magnificently, for Murong Wuzhu, who had grown up in the drift for more than ten years, this highness did not bully her, although she occasionally teased her, but there was no obscenity in her eyes, plus that nursery rhyme, compared to being taken away by the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family,

She would like to give this young noble son a warm bed.

Emperor Murong Tong was silent.

Lu Ze was in a very good mood today, so he smiled and said a few more words: "Since I saved you that day, I am not afraid that you will follow my name to support the scene, and now the weight of Zhao Kai's word is not small in Liyang, and from today onwards, it will only get bigger and bigger." Emperor Murong Tong, I know that you are a very ambitious person, a natural actor, but unfortunately the stage that Jianzhou can give you to sing is too small, how about His Royal Highness give you a chance to splash the sky?"

Emperor Murong Tong was obviously not carried away by these words, but just bowed and saluted: "Please don't take my sister and brother to deliver favors to that Huishan Old Ancestor."

Sister Murong Wuzhu was muttering Lu Ze's name.

"Next to the ancestral hall of the Zhao family, there is a 700-year-old Kai tree, my name is taken from this tree, both male and female fly into the sycamore? We actually have a lot of fate, and the sister of the Murong family can get closer to me in the future."

Lu Ze's voice did not fall.

By this time, the two siblings were already crying bitterly.

Yu Youwei sighed lightly, knowing that this was the sad tears that their sister and brother had been holding back for more than ten years, Yu Youwei then set her eyes on Lu Ze in front of her, and she knew the endless killing and danger behind the word "Your Highness".

What are the benefits of Tianda?

Can the nobles of Tai'an City accept it?

Syllable!

It's another powerful slap in the face.

"What do you want?"

Yu Youwei suddenly became angry.

Lu Ze laughed.