MTL - Building The Ultimate Fantasy-Chapter 27 Lake Heart Island, Lao Nie tried the knife

Loud noise, six consecutive sounds!

The abnormal sound of the carcass is for the guru. The more it explodes, the deeper the strength of the guru is represented.

Chen Beixun wears a blue Confucian shirt and a jade crown, which makes him look elegant and handsome.

He is neat and tidy today, and even rinsed with water impregnated with flower petals, which makes Misaki a unique fragrance.

However, just stepped into the courtyard of Lu Fan.

He heard the shocking sound of the grandmaster's body, and the blood and blood came out.

Blowing his beauty is scattered.

His eyes fell on the yard in the distance. Lu Fan was sitting in a wheelchair. A thin woolen blanket covered his thighs.

He was sitting in front of Lu Fan, Nie Changqing sat in a pan, and the six gurus of the master came from him.

Master Liuxiang Xiang!

Chen Beixun's heart sank.

This class of masters and warriors, looking at the entire Zhou Dynasty, can be regarded as first-class warriors!

He knew Nie Changqing, the tenth "Zhong Sword" of Taoism.

He did not expect that Nie Changqing not only did not die, but also repaired for recovery, then made a breakthrough and entered the sixth ring!

加上 Now with Nie Changqing, Lu Fu has three masters. What a deterrent!

"Xiao Chen, come early."

Lu Luan leaned on a wheelchair and played with a black **** in his hand. This **** was made of pebbles. In the sun, it was shiny, cool and round, and it had a good feel.

"It's not early, it's not early, in the north, this isn't an imminent desire to send land titles to Lu Shao."

"After Lu Shao left yesterday, Beiten immediately rushed to Liu's and Zhufu's houses and discussed the land deed of Zuichen Pavilion with the two Shizis. The two Shizis learned that it was Lu Shao's needs and talked with Beiten Very happy, very happy. "

Chen Beixun bowed slightly, and arched his hands and laughed.

Nie Changqing, who was sitting in a closed position, opened his eyes, glanced at Chen Beixun, and disappeared the excitement on his face. He got up, pressed the pig-knife that was pressed against his waist, and stood behind Lu Fan.

He is serious and meticulous, full of the sense of oppression that is unique to the Grand Master.

Behind Chen Beixun, there are two young men in Jinfu.

显然 They are obviously also martial arts fighters, their temples are bulging, their blood is full of vitality.

However, I want to come to repair it is only about second-class martial arts.

He entered the courtyard at the beginning, and was deterred by Nie Changqing's six explosive sounds.

"Lu Shao."

Liu and Zhu's two sons rushed out to smile at the landing.

Lu Lufan glanced at each other and nodded in a wheelchair, both too lazy to answer.

"I fancy drunk Chen Pavilion, do you have any objections?"

Qi Lu Fan drew his first pawn, said.

Liu Jiashizi, Liu Ye secretly glanced at Chen Beixun, and then narrowed his eyes and said, "Liu Shao fancy, I dare not have any objection."

I wish my son, Zhu Yishan also smiled respectfully.

The two took the title deed from their arms, and Nie Changqing stepped out, glanced at them, took the title, and handed it to Lu Fan.

野 Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan turned red, and Nie Changqing's unspoken guru's blood made them grateful.

"Lu Shao, what is this senior?"

Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan are different from Chen Beixun. They are not from a hundred families, so they did not recognize Nie Changqing, so they tried to ask.

哦 "Oh ... Lao Nie, he is my driver."

Lu Fan turned the title deed, without raising his head, said lightly.

In the distance, Chen Beixun, who was standing and smiling, froze.

The tenth unparalleled sword of Taoism ... becomes a driver of Lufan?

"Car ... coachman ?!"

野 Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan looked at each other, sucked air-conditioner, and their hearts were shocked.

Master Liuxiang is a coachman?

I have no such treatment!

"Very good."

Lu Fan bombarded the two deeds in the hands of the bomber, plus the land deeds handed by Chen Beixun.

This drunk Chen Pavilion will be named Lu from now on.

As soon as I thought about it, Lu Fan was in a good mood.

The sun was splashing on the red-and-white face of Lu Fanlip, and the raised fluff seemed to be visible.

"It's better to choose a date than hit the sun, now go to Drunk Dust Pavilion and take a look."

Lu Lu chuckled, and then took a deep look and stood on the side, Chen Beixun bowed his head.

野 Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan's eyes flashed, and a smile hung on their faces.

"Lao Nie, prepare your car."

"Sister Ning, push me out of the house."

Lu Fan finger on the thin blanket, said.

Nie Changqing retreated silently.

Ning Zhao Zhao Luo Luo, quietly flashed behind Lu Fan, put his hands on a wheelchair, push slowly.

北 Chen Beixun, Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan all smiled and stepped back, walking behind Lu Fan.

Ni Yu strode, her baby's fat little face was full of grievances, and her eyes stared at Lufan.

Son-in-law went out to play without taking her ...

I won the game and she ... was out of favor? !!

"Xiao Ni, carry the chessboard and keep up."

Yi Lufan supported his chin with one hand and glanced at Ni Yu, who was aggrieved.

"okay!"

Suddenly Ni Yu grinned, her grievances swept away.

After that, he picked up the chessboard and followed Lu Fan behind.

As for Nie Shuang in the courtyard, she is still stubbornly striding.

Out of Lufu.

Outside the house.

精致 A delicate carriage was parked.

Pulling the carriage was a sweaty horse, humming white gas in the nose.

Nie Changqing was sitting on the side of the frame, rolling the whip leisurely.

This is a carriage specially made by craftsmen in Lufan. The door is on the side and can be lowered into a **** for wheelchairs to slide into the carriage.

马 This carriage carriage is also an enlarged version, with a larger interior space, and it is filled with soft cotton and paved with hand-woven brocade. While ensuring comfort, it will not make people feel cramped.

After Wu Ningzhao pushed the wheelchair into the carriage, she pulled Luo skirt and sat on the other side of the carriage frame.

As for Ni Yu, he got the franchise from Lu Fan, holding the chessboard, and plunged into the compartment with joy.

Nie Changqing glanced at Chen Beixun and ignored them.

The horse lifted his horse in his hands.

Snapped!

Sighed.

The horse's hoof, raised high, fell on the blue brick official road and galloped out.

Chen Beixun looked at the carriage and drew his long beard, his eyes flashed.

Soon, there was a little sister-in-law bringing the horses. The three took the whip, turned over the horses, and followed each other.

Uh ...

The carriage drove on the official road, and it was extremely fast.

Although Nie Changqing has never been a coachman, it is still easy to control a sweat horse with the power of his master.

Beibei Luocheng is very prosperous. After all, it depends on Emperor Jing, and the tall buildings on both sides of the main road are lined up.

The delicate carriage was pulled by the sweaty horse and quickly passed the main road. When the pedestrians heard the sound of horseshoes and the sound of wheel rolling, they retreated to the sides.

Many small vendors who occupy the main road without permission are scrambling to move the stalls backwards.

After that, he poked his head out of the stall and watched the flying carriage with the word "Lu" written on the body.

Wucheng main house carriage!

Grandpa's grandfather travels!

The horse-drawn carriage flew out of the main shaft section, and entered the ring road. The edge of the lake was surrounded by white jade stones, which surrounded Beiluo Lake.

Finally, the carriage slowed down.

"Bad law."

Nie Changqing swayed the reins, snorting with sweaty horse nose, and stopped slowly.

"My son, here, drunk Chen Pavilion is on the island of Huxin. There is no way to go to the island by boat."

Nie Changqing said.

内 Inside the carriage, a soft laugh came from Lu Fan.

"Lao Nie, you are quite familiar with this drunken path."

Nie Changqing's old face suddenly turned red.

How many men in Beiluocheng are unfamiliar with the road to Zuichenge?

Of course, his Nie Changqing had no money to hang out with such hurdles, so he occasionally passed by and looked around.

Xi Ning Zhaoyue got out of the carriage ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ patted the yarn skirt, opened the side door of the carriage, carefully guarded the landing and got out of the carriage.

Lu Lufan got out of the car and looked at the sparkling lake through the white jade fence.

To be honest, Lu Fan is here for the first time.

Before Lu Fan rarely came to Drunken House, after all ... have leg problems.

I said that the rain and mist in the south of the Yangtze River were hazy.

Although Luobei City in the north is located in the north, there is a bit of Jiangnan flavor around Beiluo Lake.

Because of the heavy rain last night, today's Beiluo Lake, the fog is hazy, coupled with the sun shining in the clouds, it is really sunny.

"Chen Beixun haven't they come yet?"

Qi Lufan looked at the lake and asked.

Qi Ningzhao shook her head slightly, pushing her hand in a wheelchair, and Qiongbi hummed slightly.

"Interesting."

Lu Lu's eyes retreated from the lake covered by misty mist, and the land title in his hand was lifted, and the corners of his mouth were slightly tilted.

"It seems that we can't wait for them. Sister Ning is looking for a boat. Let's go to Huxin Island."

Nie Changqing's calloused hands lay on the pig-knives around his waist, looking out at the misty lake, faintly, as if he saw a lonely boat looming in the mist, a thin figure sitting on the boat.

"Son, really want to go?" Ning Zhao's face became dignified, and said, "This lake ... I'm afraid it's not peaceful."

For serious Ningzhao.

But Lufan just smiled and smoothed the folds of the blanket covering the thighs.

He looked up at the misty turquoise lake and narrowed his eyes.

"Do not get in the way."

"Just let Lao Nie ... try the knife."