Building The Ultimate Fantasy

外 Bei Luo outside the city.

There was a view of the endless plain, and a carriage stopped quietly, and the horse hummed with nostrils, chewing the green grass on the plain.

The moonlight dripped deeply from the air, making the plain silver-covered, extraordinarily cool and beautiful.

The curtain of the carriage was opened.

The uncle's old man got out of the carriage and took his hand, looking at the looming Beiluo city in the night.

The driver was Mo Shougui, who had a broken arm. His face was pale, and he followed Mobe.

"Shougui, what time is it now?"

"After another cup of tea, it will be ugly." Mo Shougui's voice was a little hoarse.

看着 He looked at Beiluo City, his eyes were cold.

After all, his arm was chopped by Ning Zhao, and Ning Zhao was Lu Shaozhu's niece. This feud naturally fell on Lu Shaozhu.

"It's ugly ..."

Qi Mo Beike took a deep breath, his eyes trembled.

According to the agreement, once the Beiluo city is mastered, Wei Luan, a yin and yang family member, will release a signal, but ...

I started as a child, and now it's ugly.

Luobei Luocheng is still quiet and terrible, and it makes people panic, just like a dormant poisonous snake, exuding cold in the darkness.

"Failed……"

Qi Mo Beike was a little stunned, exhaling a breath, the wind at night was a bit cold, and his beard gently fluttered.

"Shouguigui, quickly go to North County."

Qimo Beike re-entered the carriage.

"喏."

Qi Mo Shougui took the whip with his one arm and drew it down suddenly. The carriage immediately turned and galloped away.

The wind blew, Mo Shougui's long hair fluttered, and he looked back at Beiluo City, with a venomous hate in his eyes.

Uh ...

边缘 The edge of Wolong Ridge.

A bonfire was burning, illuminating the depths of the surrounding dense forest.

On the carpet covered with hay, there was a graceful figure lying on the side.

Xiang Shaoyun sat next to the bonfire, he was suffocating his aura, and the dark magic energy around him was constantly flowing.

"Reversing the Immortal Method is magic power ..."

"A thought of fairy, a thought of magic?"

Xiang Shaoyun murmured.

This time, he was almost dying, but he sold a soul to the demon, turned into a demon, killed a way of life, and survived.

He looked back and saw Luo Songsang who was asleep on the hay. The shame on Xiang Shaoyun's face disappeared, only gentleness remained.

Seeing the woman's quiet face, he had no regrets when the years were quiet.

Actually, he doesn't have any intention of calling the king.

He unveiled the uprising just to make her the most noble woman in the world and let her have everything.

In fact, Xiang Shaoyun's favorite is the most demanding martial arts, the most sought for the ultimate strength.

He said that Tiehan has tenderness, and Xiang Shaoyun is no exception.

The softness in his heart is Luo Luosang.

的 Ome bamboo horses from small to large.

However, turning his head back and looking at the burning bonfire, Xiang Shaoyun's gaze became even colder, and he was shockingly murderous.

"Mobek ..."

"It's a pity that you didn't kill me. Since you didn't kill me, this world ... will never be in your Mo family!"

The low voice of Xiang Shaoyun tore the night.

As Xiang Shaoyun watched the bonfire.

On the dry grass, the long eyelashes of the woman lying on the side trembled slightly, looking at the bonfire, the back of which was covered with scars, such as the bright stars in the eyes.

After the tenderness, it was a struggle, pain and sadness intertwined.

She closed her eyes.

I murmured in pain.

"Shao Yun, it's not worth your time, it's not worth it."

Uh ...

Get drunk.

The fog was thick and misty, and the entire city was like Beiluo. It fell into a deadly silence, and everyone was sleeping.

外 Outside the farmyard.

Wearing silver armor, Jiang Li covering her nose and mouth with a white cloth, holding the helmet with one hand, looking at the small courtyard with deep eyes, you can see the sleeping girl in the farmhouse because of the yin and yang fireworks.

The sweetness of the young girl's sleep was like a beautiful dream, and the dimples on her cheeks were like peach blossoms, and her pretty face was slightly red.

Minjiang Li was expressionless, and then put on his helmet and turned away.

He walked a few steps, his thumb and forefinger in a circle against his lips, as if the whistle was loud.

A white horse rushed at night, and the white horse mane flew.

Min Jiangli's figure fell on the white horse. At the saddle of the white horse, with a long gun, he carried a rusty sword without a sheath at his waist.

After kicking the horse, Jiang Li kicked his foot and started firing.

He turned into a white awn, and ran on the long street of Drunk Dragon City at night.

There are several figures covering his mouth and nose following Jiang Li, killing Drunk Dragon City in the vast night.

Long Street.

The yin and yang family alchemists emerged like ghosts.

There are snarling beasts and maggots flying ...

The **** rain and wind were sweeping across the drunk dragon city.

Minjiang Li's eyes were like a torch, and the sound of white horses' horseshoes burst, like the raindrops, with a spear and silver armor, leading his men, like a sharp sword, piercing the darkness brought by the prince of the Yinyang family.

This is a bleeding night.

Compared to the crushing of North Los Angeles.

The drunken dragon war is normal cruelty.

The horrors of the princes of the Yin and Yang family were displayed to the fullest on this night, including the organ beasts of the house and the Mo rangers.

The three are like terrible hands, destroying the strong defenses of the Da Zhou Dynasty.

When the first rays of dawn dawned from the end of the horizon, they jumped out and spread the earth.

铠 An armour screamed on the **** street all night.

Jiang Li stepped out of the corpse step by step, he threw the spear on the ground, and spit with his hand on the rusty sword stalk that was unsheathed around his waist. Behind him, the broken animal beasts stacked on the ground. The corpse of the alchemist ...

Of course, there are corpses belonging to his men.

Minjiang Li was numb, and he had seen so many deaths that he had become accustomed to.

Liming Chenhui shone on his face, making him squint.

Behind him, a woman covered in blood followed him.

"Take care of the body ..."

"Let everyone wake up and keep the city well."

Minjiang River Road.

"喏."

The uncle's woman responded tiredly, and saw Jiang Li's unsheathed rusty sword, and her eyes suddenly appeared frantic.

Lord Jiang's rusty sword never came out, indicating that this crisis is nothing at all.

I watched Jiang Li step by step with a blood mark and left with blood. The fanaticism in the woman's eyes disappeared, with a little complexity. She knew where Jiang Li was going, and she did not disturb the past.

Farmhouse courtyard.

Minjiang Li took off her helmet and plucked the blood cloth covering her nose and mouth, her hair was a little messy.

He entered the farmhouse, and the burning candle was about to blow out. Looking at the cheek of the quiet sleeping girl, he stretched out his hand and trembled, fearing that the blood would stain her face, so he took it back.

I walked to the door of the farmhouse, sat on the threshold with a sword, straight waist, and looked at the morning sun breaking through the clouds.

Quietly watching Yun Cun Yun Shu, waiting for the girl to wake up.

Inside the squatter house.

The young girl suddenly woke up and saw the burly figure sitting on the threshold.

She exclaimed, sitting up abruptly, Xiaofeng Yi, the sleeping **** nestled on her chest, was immediately dumped out.

I fell beside the **** figure sitting in front of the threshold.

Minjiang Li glanced at the chicken cub expressionlessly, then looked at the **** the bed, her eyebrows raised.

"This is ... the chicken that is in soup today?"

There was a blush on the face of the white jade bird.

"When did you come here, Jiang?"

怕 She was frightened, pinched Xiaofeng and put it on her chest, and hurried to the kitchen.

"The soup will be ready soon, Uncle Jiang, wait ..."

After a while.

Li Jiangli put the blood-stained helmet on the ground, and drunk orange chicken soup and scented chicken.

青 The white blue bird leaned against his chin and looked at Jiang Li who ate soup and chicken, his eyes narrowed into a crescent.

I first saw Jiang Li covered with blood, and she was really scared.

Alas, when she saw more, she got used to it and was not afraid of blood.

She just likes watching him drink soup so quietly, what did he do, or what did he kill, what is it to do with her?

Bring a pot of soup to the bottom.

Minjiang Li wiped off the oil stains on his lips.

Stood up.

"I am leaving."

就 After leaving the soup, he left.

"That chicken ... fattening point ~ www.readwn.com ~ Jiang Li came to the door, stopped, said.

He glanced at Xiao Fengyi, who had a head in the placket of Bai Jade's chest, and his corner of his mouth slipped.

He's definitely not a sour chicken.

Is just simple ... I think that chicken soup may be delicious.

Uh ...

Da Zhou, Emperor Jing.

At dawn.

The morning sun's warm sun sprinkled the earth.

There are six fast horses outside the Emperor's capital, and the sound of horseshoes bursts like rain, rushing into Beijing without slowing down.

六 These six fast horses are from the six moats of Emperor Beijing, and there are urgent news to pass.

正 Royal Palace main hall.

Xi Yuwenxiu read six urgent documents, threw them out suddenly, and was furious, slaps him on the dragon's chair, and the sound of concussion lingered around the hall.

Hundreds of officials looked at each other, and some of the major officials who got the information had their heads bowed, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

The elder **** picked up the rush.

"Read!"

Wu Yuxiu ordered coldly.

The elder **** did not dare to disobey, the sharp voice read the urgent news again.

Suddenly, Baiguan shook!

Emperor Da Zhou was attacked by the six moats of Beijing.

Beiluo, Drunk Dragon, Wangtian, and Pingnan were difficult to hold. The original red and Tongan two city masters were killed, and the family in the city was chaotic and the people were disturbed.

Wu Yuxiu looked at Baiguan who only knew the shock, his face was full of disappointment.

Waving his sleeves to retreat, rushed to the bookhouse.

Uh ...

When the imperial capital was shaken by the attack on the six major moats.

North Luo City, Lu House.

The morning light is dripping.

Brings morning comfort and comfort.

Lu Lufan was sitting in a wheelchair and drinking clear porridge.

Fucked in front of him, Ni Yu tied her head with balls, her eyes filled with tears, her **** stamped, her eyes staring.