MTL - Building The Ultimate Fantasy-Chapter 5 I have a good temper

任务 The tasks issued by the system should not be false.

Since the system thinks that Beiluo City is going to fall, to a large extent, Dad has a good idea, but he is just confident.

Qi Lufan is a little bit painful. Is it such a high-risk task at the beginning?

Alas, defending a city is relatively easier than siege.

Although the northern county **** led a 50,000 army to attack the city, Lu Changkong was not an unusual defender.

"Sister Ning, how many defenders do we have in Beiluo?"

Lu Lu asked.

"Son ... there is a master, you don't need to worry about these issues."

Wu Ningzhao said earnestly.

The son-in-law is already very tired alive. These trivial matters do not need the son to worry about.

"I just ask ..."

Lu Lufan smiled.

"There are 20,000 troops in Beiluo. If you add the private forces of the three major families and other small families in the city, you can probably gather 25,000 garrisons. It is difficult for the North County Army to break through Beiluo."

Xu Ningzhao said.

She is not an ordinary niece. She also has her own analysis of the situation in Beiluo.

"Three Great Family?"

Lu Panyu narrowed his eyes.

In addition to external factors, the most likely cause for a city to fall into ruins is to start festering from the inside.

Is it possible that the three families and the North County Taishou colluded inside and outside?

Lu Fan's long fingers lightly tapped on the thigh blanket.

"Sister Ning, do you think the three big families ... will be against the water?"

Lu Lufan thought for a while and started.

Xu Ningzhao froze. She raised her hands to hold the green silk, her brows raised slightly, and she slightly shook her head. "It is impossible ... the three great families are absolutely afraid."

"Master, after all, is the only master martial artist in Beiluo City, and still very prestigious in the city."

Lu Lu's eyes flickered slightly. "The Da Zhou Dynasty was stirred up by the muddy water of the pond. Doesn't Tianzi have prestige? This world is about interests, and prestige alone is not working."

"Sister Ning, push me to guard the city walls."

Wu Ningzhao's face changed slightly: "My son, it's dangerous above the wall."

"Sister Ning, don't you forget, I'm being lifted by the fairy."

Lu Lu laughed lightly.

He had a hunch, and for a long time to come, this untouchable fairy was going to be his shield.

Wu Ningzhao took a deep breath, and she felt the aura flowing in Dan Tian's lower abdomen, her face was uncertain.

In the end, she chose to believe in Lu Fan.

After all, the son is the one who holds the key to change the world.

Ning Zhao pushed Lu Fan in a wheelchair and left Lu Fu.

Zhe Yiyue and Ni Yu returned to God and hurried to keep up.

Uh ...

North Luocheng, above the city.

Lu Changkong, who was wearing a cold armor, had a Qing Feng sword around his waist, stood on it, his eyebrows were cold, and his momentum was killed.

Surrounded by him, powerful soldiers also stood side by side.

Mottled under the city of boulder.

Xi is a dense army lined up, and the water surrounding Beiluo City cannot be leaked.

In front of the gate of the city, a macho wearing a red fruit upper body and bronze skin with totem lines was running across the ground, spitting words and swearing.

前端 And at the front of this fierce man, there was a corpse with a horse and a horse split into two halves.

Lu Luchang's face was a bit ugly.

"What's his name?"

Qi Lu Changkong didn't look back, just coldly asked the soldiers around him.

"Master of the city, this person is called Feng Shi, a North County fierce general, born with divine power, is the general of the North County Taishou Yantai Xuanzhang."

The general's face was equally ugly.

When the two armies fought, the army called the battlefield, and the general of Beiluo City was actually killed by Feng Shi for even three people. It was too late to withdraw the city.

For the defensive momentum of Beiluo City, it is a major blow.

"This person has good strength and is a top-ranking master. I am in North Luo City, can anyone dare to fight?"

A Lu Changkong's close believer general asked coldly.

Lu Changkong's eyes were deep and sharp, staring directly at the army below the city.

Looking at the military tent in the distance, as if to see through the military tent at a glance, it seems to be with the high-ranking person.

"A shot is a top-notch martial artist born with divine power. What kind of medicine is Huantuan Xuan selling?"

Lu Chang hollow thinking.

There are few first-class martial artists, even if it is his Majesty.

Especially the top-ranking martial arts such as Feng Shi.

Under the city pool.

The lion Feng was burly, with vigorous hair tied into a braid on his head, his posture wild and violent.

He was riding a horse, carrying a slashing knife, and screaming under the city.

"Lu Pifu, North Luo City, dare to come down and fight with Lao Tzu ?!"

"Lu Changkong, you dog-like thing, will you crouch in the city?"

"What kind of junk stuff did you send out? You just chopped it with a knife. I'm just not good enough!"

"Hahaha! Lupifu, I heard that your son Lufan was paralyzed on the bed, but it was long and white and tender. It might as well be given to Lao Tzu, who would like Bai Nen's people!"

Uh ...

Feng Shi laughed rough, and the horses under his nose hissed with heat.

The defenders on Luobei City were angry.

Many strong men around Lu Changkong clenched their fists.

They urged Lu Changkong to send them to fight.

However, unfortunately, Lu Changkong did not live up to their wishes.

As the only grandmaster and martial artist in Beiluo City, his opponent's strength is very clear.

狮 Feng Shi is a top-ranked martial artist born with divine power. Unless the guru shoots, the ordinary martial artist is not his opponent one-on-one.

若 If these men go, they can only give up their lives.

So, Lu Changkong didn't say anything.

His gaze shifted, and he swept coldly, and landed on the lion Fengma.

Although the two armies fought, it was normal to call and swear before the war, but ... the mouth of this man is really too stinky.

It's nothing to insult him.

What's more hateful is that this man actually pulled his son Lu Fan out to shame.

Lu Lufan is Lu Changkong's inverse scale!

Lu Lu put his hands on the waist sword, his eyes boiled, and he turned abruptly.

Many soldiers are breathing stagnation, and the excitement flashes in their eyes.

Has the master of the sect of warrior-level warrior mastered his own hands? !!

"Wait a minute, hold on to the city gate and pay attention to the people of the three great families. If they dare to come, cut off their heads and wait for Laozi to return."

Lu Lu Changkong came to the gate of the city, and spoke softly to the relatives around him.

The generals of the cronies were all confused, Zheng Zhengjian headed.

next moment.

Qi Lu Changkong flipped over a shiny sweaty horse covered with hair.

夹 Hold your legs together and raise the reins.

唏 Rule!

Hissing horse sounded loud.

The city gate is wide open.

The horse galloped on the blue brick dust.

Like a sharp spear, he rushed out of Beiluo.

Uh ...

Because of the army's siege, the people in Beiluo all hid in their houses.

The streets in Tancheng became sparse and deserted.

Crunch ...

The sound of the friction between the wooden wheel of the wheelchair and the ground is clear.

婀 A graceful, mature woman with a graceful hand put her hands on her hands and pushed the wheelchair slowly towards the gate.

上 In a wheelchair, a young man in a white shirt sat quietly, with a thin woolen blanket on his leg, one hand supporting his chin, and the other hand resting on the thin blanket and tapping lightly.

On the high-cold temperament, it is just right.

右边 On the right side of the wheelchair, a fox-faced maid with a long whip around her waist and a beige silk skirt followed her with a low eyebrow.

On the left side of the wheelchair, the girl with a little baby fat and a double hanging bun hummed, trotting and holding an umbrella for the teenager.

He is Lu Fan and his three nieces.

奇 This strange combination looks very unique on the cold streets.

Suddenly.

A rough laugh came from outside the city like Hong Zhong.

Although the sound passed so far, it weakened a lot, but for the warriors with ears and eyes, they were still audible.

"Hahaha! Lupifu, I heard that your son Lufan was paralyzed on the bed, but it was long and white and tender. It might as well be given to Lao Tzu, who would like Bai Nen's people!"

Lu Lufan didn't quite understand.

Alas, he felt that there was a faint glimpse of his handsomeness.

Although he has a system, in the system panel, his physical strength is only 0.5, which belongs to the type of battle five scum without hands.

However, Ning Showa and Yiyue were listening.

Wu Ningzhao's face suddenly pulled down, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com's glamorous appearance showed a cold and cold intention.

Wu Yiyue also nibbled her teeth and put her hand on a long whip around her waist to show her murderous power.

Ni Yu's face was ignorant, she and Lu Fan were half a catty, and couldn't hear anything, but just humming and holding on to the umbrella.

Wu Ningzhao pushed the speed of the wheelchair, and Ni Yu needed a trot to keep up.

"Sister Ning, what did the guy outside the city shout?"

Qi Lufan asked with his hand on his chin and the other hand smoothing the folds of the thin blanket on his knees.

"My son, didn't you shout."

Xun Ningzhao let go of the killing intention and smiled like a flower.

Lu Lufan rolled his eyes, and Ning Zhao's intention to kill just now, when he could not feel it?

"It's okay, tell the son boldly, the son has been in bed for so many years. He has long been accustomed to gossip. He is peaceful and can watch the flowers bloom in front of the court.

Lu Lu chuckled.

Wu Ningzhao still just laughed and didn't speak.

I believe you a ghost.

Because of her leg problems, Lu Fan's temper was very irritable. Ning Zhao, the niece, knew this very well.

"Yiyue, you say."

Lu Lu was helpless and had to look at Yiyue who was holding an umbrella.

Zhe Yiyue hesitated for a moment, but she didn't want to say it, but she still needed the son to give Xianyuan.

She's not finished yet.

Lu Panyu took a breath and covered her chest.

The smile on his face disappeared.

"My chest is so stuffy and uncomfortable ... my son, my liver hurts."

Suffering from belching to liver pain?

Xi Ning Showa Yiyue: "..."

Who is he who vowed to touch his conscience and say that he has a good temper? !!