Low martial arts chat group?I am a mortal cultivating immortals!

Chapter 17 Qing Emperor!

This kind of high-level scolding was an eye-opener for the crowd. After all, the people quarreling were not ordinary people, but the royal family!
If it is normal time.

Where would you see such big shots arguing for them?
Thanks to the new era!

Fortunately, Emperor Qing would never allow such a thing that would bring the royal family's reputation into disrepute. The prince and the second prince had just argued for a while, and someone immediately stood up and announced Emperor Qing's will, pulling everyone together. Went to the palace.

Someone even came to Fan's Mansion to look for Fan Xian. By coincidence, they happened to run into Fan Xian who was returning from the manager's flower boat.

So he didn't even go in the gate, and was directly picked up by the people in the palace at the gate of Fan Mansion.

And the people in Fan Mansion didn't know what happened, they were frightened, because they were people from the palace!
Anything involving the emperor is no small matter!

Fan Sizhe was quite leisurely at this time. After all, although he didn't hate Fan Xian very much, it was only because the other party had helped him out and had some clever ideas that could earn him some money.

But say how much he cares about each other.

That's all fake!
Fan Sizhe even couldn't help humming a ditty, because he heard that his nemesis Guo Baokun was turned into a green-headed bastard, especially since he was the instigator of this incident, he felt relieved and proud. .

He couldn't help giving Li Feiyu a thumbs up, "Brother Li! You are really powerful, you can pick up that heavy bastard with one hand like a watermelon, really powerful, powerful ah!"

Li Feiyu smiled and said nothing.

Although the "Elephant Armor Technique" he practiced was just an ordinary warrior technique, it was a warrior technique in the world of cultivating immortals. Later, after being strengthened by luck value, it was even better.

It is far from the parallel imported kung fu in other martial arts worlds, where ten dragons and ten elephants can be powerful.

Every move has the power of ancient giant beasts!It's like adding a dragon to an elephant!
What is a few thousand catties worth?
But these things are not worth showing off in front of Fan Sizhe, because the other party doesn't understand martial arts at all, so there is nothing worth showing off.

Li Feiyu just immersed himself in cooking.

He has practiced in Qixuanmen for a month, and all he eats are miscellaneous grains and qi and blood pills. How can the food here be better?

The big fish and meat are delicious!
Fan Sizhe was not interested in food either. He was squatting on a chair and started to gossip, "Brother Li, what on earth did you say that boy from Danzhou did? The palace man actually recruited him." Yeah, I have never seen him come to me a few times in my life... Humph..."

What a fool.

Can this kind of fucking thing be used for comparison?
When summoned by the emperor in the palace, nine and a half of normal people's hearts would be scared out of ten, and they would not be able to hide. How could they move forward?

After all, the emperor's thoughts are unpredictable.

My guess is that it’s the Nine Tribes Xiaoxiaole!

Li Feiyu doesn't gossip at all, because he roughly knows something. Fan Xian is related to the inner treasury. Now the situation in the whole capital is revolving around him. shit.

He said casually, "Don't worry, that guy can't die. He can't die if anyone in this capital dies. He has a great background!"

In this celebration of the remaining years.

If it is about the background.

No one can compare to Fan Xian!
My adoptive father, Fan Jian, was considered the best, but he was only a fourth-rank official, a mere earl, and he had thousands of elite cavalry with armor.

The other godfather, Chen Pingping, was just an ordinary middle-aged man with a broken leg. He had a mere procuratorate under him, and there were only tens of thousands of armored elite cavalry.

My father was nothing more than the emperor of the Qing Kingdom, and he was nothing more than a mere grand master, with only hundreds of thousands of troops under his command.

Oh.

There is also a blind guard who can fight!
There is also a monk Kuhe who is kind to me and has a little connection with me.

There is also a scapegoat king who only knows how to play swords and has low emotional intelligence.

Li Feiyu thought about it and suddenly couldn't help but chuckle. He was thinking that if the eldest princess and the second prince had the domineering power to predict the future, would they have drawn their swords on the spot when planning the assassination battle on Niulan Street? die yourself?

After all, Luffy, the last man with a strong background like Fan Xian who was going to become the One Piece King, had such a remarkable record, which directly scared the well-informed Katakuri to surrender on the spot.

Katakuri: Sorry!I see the time of my death!
of course.

None of this has anything to do with Li Feiyu. He is not interested in reading a story about a traveler pretending to be in another world. After all, what's so interesting about a mortal story?

It’s better to cultivate immortality!

Li Feiyu did not forget the purpose of his visit this time, which was to change the world and let Fan Sizhe gain more luck points.

Anyway.

Those things are all his in the end!

He looked at the stupid Fan Sizhe in front of him, with thoughts in his eyes, how can he get more luck points?
Li Feiyu suddenly had a good idea, and the corner of his mouth raised slightly, "Fan Sizhe, I have a good way now that will make you make a lot of money. Are you willing to do it?"

make money!

Make lots and lots of money!
The eyes of Fan Sizhe, a money fanatic, suddenly seemed to be shining, and he grabbed Li Feiyu's sleeves with both hands, "As long as you let me make money, you will be my brother. Let me tell you, my sister Fan Ruoruo is beautiful. Fang Erba, gentle and kind..."

Is your sister Fan Ruoruo gentle?

Ha ha!

Li Feiyu wanted to laugh. Even if this sentence was said by others, it would not be funny. But it was really funny if it came from Fan Sizhe, who regarded his sister as a tigress.

He pondered for a moment, and then seriously taught Fan Sizhe the real secret to making money.

"If you want to be rich! You have to be a godfather! I know a man who has no son, and he desperately needs someone to help him take care of him!"

"Who?"

"Emperor Qing!"

"What???"

……

In the palace at this time.

Emperor Qing was half lying on the bed. He looked extremely lazy. But who would have thought that such a lazy person would sentence Mei Zhili, an old minister who had followed him for many years, to death in just a few words, and even his whole family did not escape. Pass.

Just one or two words made the crown prince and the second prince tremble with fear.

The majesty of the emperor.

He's been slapped to death!

But this kind of emperor was looking at the broken arrow in his hand with a solemn expression. This specially made arrow that he had spent a long time sharpening, an arrow that had pierced countless armors, actually broke...

He looked at the thick steel tortoise that was ripped off Guo Baokun's body hanging not far away. His expression was so changeable, as if there were thousands of emotions in an instant, and finally turned into the indifference of an emperor.

"Is there a stranger around Fan Xian?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, there are no strangers around Fan Xian. It's just that there seems to be a guest from somewhere in the Fan residence. He is closely related to the second son of the Fan residence. His identity is unknown. He seems to be just a countryman."

"Ah...country people..."

There was a chill in Emperor Qing's words, "Check! The Qing Kingdom does not allow people I don't know!"

(End of this chapter)