Building The Ultimate Fantasy

The terrifying pressure seemed to make the whole island tremble.

On the top of Bai Yujing's pavilion, the overlord felt the pressure like a mountain, his bones were crunched and oppressed.

The words of Lu Fan made him feel a little hesitant.

Being a practitioner is my greatest advantage.

Faced with absolute strength, any conspiracy is a cloud.

The overlord suddenly realized that his eyes were flashing with glory ...

With a white shirt hunting and hunting, Lu Fan was flying, looking at Xiang Shaoyun lightly. He let go of his hand pressed on the chessboard pieces. The terrible spiritual pressure suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

"Lao Lu, drop off."

Lu Lu drank a plum wine, leaned on a wheelchair, twisted his head to one side, and said lightly.

The tyrant stood up, glanced deeply at Lu Fan, and then arched his hands.

"Thank you Master Shao for your confusion."

Lu Fan nodded slightly.

Lu Dongxuan's forehead is full of fine sweat beads on one side, which is terrible. Is this the battle of the top practitioners in the world?

Whether it is a king or a son, he gives him a sense of oppression that he can't resist.

The overlord came to the stairs and looked at Lu Fan.

"Luo Shaozhu, will there be a practice method in the body of the next fairyland?"

The overlord stood burly and asked.

Lu Fanyang raised the wine glass.

"There is a high probability."

The overlord's gaze was fixed, and he again held his fist, then turned and went downstairs.

Xu Ludongxuan glanced at Lu Fan and followed.

Ni Yu continued to burn the plum wine, the sour aroma permeated the air.

Lu Lu leaned against the railing, looking at the misty lake, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

He has great expectations for the overlord. If anyone in this world is most likely to break the low-level military embassy and step into Zhongwu, perhaps the overlord is one.

Therefore, Lu Fan does not want the overlord to go astray.

What is the contention of Qi Jiangshan, the essence of hard work.

The king of tyrants and Lu Dongxuan descended from Baiyujing Pavilion.

Tong Lu Dongxuan wore a large gold chain and grinned, showing his yellow teeth.

"Tianjijia is one of the hundred, really joined Bai Yujing?"

Xiang Shaoyun looked at Lu Dongxuan and asked.

"Of course it is true, how good it is to join Bai Yujing."

Xuan Lu Dongxuan laughed: "Golden scales are not in the pool, and they will turn into dragons whenever they meet."

"Bai Yujing is Jinlin ... sooner or later, it will be high above the sky and overlook the world."

As soon as Xiang Shaoyun's gaze was fixed, the children of the Tianji family could do everything in the world. That being said, the natural possibility is extremely great.

"Overlord, why don't you also join Bai Yujing? You won't suffer, you won't be fooled!"

Xu Ludong's mysterious gold chain kept shaking, said.

The two walked to the lake shore, looking at the blue waters of the lake, and the wind was blowing slowly.

The words of Xun Lu Dongxuan made Xiang Shaoyun take a look at the god.

He laughed later.

"Although Bai Yujing is good, after all, it is not my home. I am the overlord of Xiliang, the overlord of West County, and the 100,000 iron riders look forward to me. How can I return to the island of Lake Heart and chill their hearts."

"Moreover ... I promised that the matter of 茗 桑 is not finished."

Xiang Shaoyun held his hand, and his rough hair fluttered in the wind.

"Luo Lao, can you ask for a gossip?"

Xiang Shaoyun suddenly spoke.

Xuan Lu Dong Xuan was surprised for a moment.

"I'm willing to ask for a hexagram, but you can exchange it for a thousand dollars."

Xiang Shaoyun Road.

Xuan Lu Dongxuan laughed and waved his hand: "The overlord speaks heavily, the old man counts and never collects money. Of course, the overlord has to give ... the old man can't refuse, after all, this is affection."

Words fall.

Xu Luxuan's temperament suddenly changed.

黄 The smile showing his yellow teeth disappeared, and he reached out his palms and stroked it on the large gold chain, which consisted of hollow gold beads penetrating each other.

Xuan Lu Dongxuan wiped the palm of his hand, and the gold beads on the gold chain began to rotate at a rapid speed, and there was a squeaking noise.

After a long time.

The gold beads on the gold chain stagnated, and the hexagrams carved on it were facing the surface.

Xuan Lu Dongxuan's fingers brushed over each of the hexagram characters.

He glanced at the overlord, and frowned ... frowned.

Uh ...

Ye Bawang left.

He carried his hand on his back and left on a solitary boat. He did not walk on the waves as he did when he entered the island.

The lonely lonely boat accompanied by the setting sun shattered the shimmering lake surface, reflecting the loneliness of Xiang Shaoyun's figure.

On the island.

Xuan Lu Dongxuan started.

Xu Lumu came with a bamboo stick, and next to him was the moon holding the lute.

Mi Yue looked at the lone boat and the figure of the overlord who disappeared in the thick fog, and the light flowed in her eyes.

Uh ...

Imperial City, Purple Palace.

The afterglow of the setting sun was sprinkled on the glazed tiles of the Zijin Palace, and the red walls exuded **** beauty.

There are chaos everywhere in the Imperial City. Most of the elite soldiers trained by the Prime Minister are bought from the Imperial City Guards, except for the private army recruited.

The siege of Beiluo 500 iron riders began on Pangdang Street.

The chaos broke out in the Imperial City, followed by the Prime Minister's Guards, and the few Guards guarding the Heavenly Sons were killed together, with swords and swords, and blood stained Zijin Palace.

This is a premeditated incident.

阔 Zhao Kuo walked slowly, and the setting sun stretched his figure very long. A sect master and a warrior followed him, protecting him.

In the garden.

Pavilion waterside pavilion, the edge of the turquoise pool, on the bluestone bridge.

Tong Yuwenxiu wore a robe with his back to everyone, and he carried a wooden barrel in his hand, which was a piece of **** raw meat.

He pulled his sleeves and grabbed a piece of **** raw meat with his bare hands and threw it into the pool.

"Your Majesty."

After a while of chaos, Zhao Kuan's voice came.

The elder eunuch's face was full of grief and indignation, and he pointed at Zhao Kuo with disbelief, his fingers were shaking: "Zhao Kuo! The crime of rebellion, but the nine races!"

阔 Zhao Kuo smiled slowly, stepping slowly, step by step.

His Majesty "His Majesty mistrusted Kong Xiu, and Kong Xiu killed the Emperor. How could His Majesty worship his father and enemies as masters? Unfortunately, His Majesty is too young to monopolize the politics of the country, so the old minister needs to assist His Majesty and take charge of the week.

Zhao Kuodao.

The chirping sound lingered in the garden, overshadowing the sound of flowing water.

He wants Yu Wenxiu to become his puppet emperor.

The extremely quiet in the garden.

Wu Yuxiu turned his back to him without speaking.

Zhao Kuo smiled lightly, "It is now, what is your Majesty wishing?"

"Only by trusting an old minister, Da Zhou can find a glimmer of life in despair!"

Wu Yuxiu laughed out loud. Then, he took another piece of raw meat, threw it into the pool, blinked, and the raw meat disappeared.

The elder **** looked as if he was dead, holding the dust and blocking behind Yu Wenxiu.

"To be detrimental to your Majesty, step over our corpse first!"

The old **** hissed.

Zhao Kuo gave the old **** a slight glance, and then waved. Two grandmasters and warriors who were not weaker than the old **** walked out, their blood burst, their bodies burst, and they haunted the garden.

"Let Zhao Xiang come."

Suddenly.

Wu Yuxiu's faint voice sounded.

The elder **** was stiff, and he looked back inconceivably.

"Your Majesty ..."

However, Yu Wenxiu ignored and just took the raw meat and threw it into the pool.

The raw meat staggered and sank into the bottom of the pool.

The elder **** looked red, but still turned away.

Zhao Kuo narrowed his eyes.

I took my hand, took a step, walked five steps away from the pool ~ www.readwn.com ~ and stopped, standing behind Yu Wenxiu.

His Majesty, "Your Majesty, but agreed with the old minister's suggestion?"

Zhao Kuodao.

Xi Yuwenxiu smiled and lowered the barrel. He shook the blood stained on the raw meat.

Xu turned and looked at Zhao Kuo, her face full of sarcasm.

"Zhao Xiang is reasonable ... But what gives you so much confidence? Why do you think you can help Da Zhou find a glimmer of life in a desperate situation?"

"Compared to Mobek, you can't ..."

"You can't do it compared to the state teacher Kong Xiu."

"Compared to Beiluoluan Ping'an, you are even worse."

所以 "So ... where is your old man confident?"

Wu Yuxiu said.

The sound of gurgles lingered in the garden, letting the atmosphere be for a moment, the sword was tense.

阔 Zhao Kuo's originally kind smile disappeared, and his face was gloomy.

There was a burst of blood on his body, with abnormal sounds, his body straight, his oldness disappeared, and he was even a bit burly and strong.

Old and aging Prime Minister Zhao Kuo is actually a concealed master martial artist!

"Your Majesty ... this is over."

Zhao Kuo said indifferently.

I took a step, like a tiger flying.

The old **** responded, but it was too late.

Zhao Kuo's claw has been grabbed at Yu Wenxiu.

Tong Yuwenxiu stood by the pool, with a smile on his face, and a madness in his smile ...

The turquoise green pool suddenly swelled blisters, exploded, and a dark shadow burst out, entangled Yu Wenxiu's body.

As if the black lightning swept across suddenly, collided with Zhao Kuo's palm!

Blood splatter three feet.

阔 Zhao Kuo's pupils tightened ...

I only felt a sudden pain in my head, and his arm that was thrown at Yu Wenxiu ...

I was torn apart alive.