late at night.
imperial capital.
A carriage enters the imperial city.
Just after the chaos in the imperial capital, the corpses all over the ground have not yet been disposed of, and the corpses wrapped in shrouds are bleeding.
Lu Mudui opened the curtain slightly with a bamboo stick, looking at the scene of Shura in the imperial city, the wrinkles on his face trembled slightly.
The coachman was already so frightened that his legs went limp.
Fortunately, driving through Long Street, these scenes are much less.
Jiang Li controlled the military power of the Imperial Capital and guarded the Imperial Capital, making the original rebels all attached to Jiang Li's command again.
It has to be said that Prime Minister Zhao Kuo has been busy for so many years, and all of a sudden became Jiang Li's wedding dress.
Even the ministers who originally impeached Jiang Li and the national teacher were silent, after all...the corpses of the ministers who spoke out were completely chilled.
The carriage came to a tea house in the bustling downtown of the imperial capital.
The tea house is still burning with candles.
The little girl opened the door to Lu Mu with a face full of panic.
Beautiful women with buns come down from the teahouse.
Seeing Lu Mu right, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Why are you here again?"
Lu Muting played with the tortoise shell in his hand, and grinned at the beautiful woman, showing his leaky front teeth.
"Junior sister Qianqian, can I borrow the secret pigeon again?"
Lu Mu said.
The beautiful woman Qianqian immediately raised her eyebrows, "What do you want to do?"
"Now that the little emperor killed the rebels, he is angry, and Jiang Li is in charge of the army. At this time, if there are any other messy news..."
"The little emperor may order to serve my teahouse directly!"
"You old man, can you afford it?"
Lu Mu was questioned for a while, but he still smiled shamelessly, showing his front teeth.
"What are you afraid of, Your Majesty went to Beiluo City in person, and now I and the Tianji Family have joined Bai Yujing and become the Tianji Pavilion under Bai Yujing's command."
"The little emperor dare not touch us."
Lu Mu smiled.
There is a backstage... that's how tough it is.
The beautiful woman was startled when she heard the words, what's going on
The Tianji family has been passed down for many years, why did they join Bai Yujing
Knowing this had a great impact on the beautiful woman, Lu Mu asked the little girl to make a cup of tea, and said slowly while drinking.
In the end, the beautiful woman took Lu Mu to the secret room at the top of the teahouse.
Lu Muduo took the black and yellow paper, hesitated for a while, slapped his chest, and coughed up some blood.
He wiped the blood from his mouth, "I'd better prepare some pig blood in the future... Every time I cough up blood, my body can't stand it."
Lu Mu muttered to him.
The brush was stained with blood ink, recalling what Lu Dongxuan said to him, and began to write.
"In the land of Yulong, you can swim with dragons, and raise dragons in eight places to find love.
The aura revives the world and changes again, and the immortality makes people worry.
…
Bai Yujing Tianji Pavilion, Lu Mu is right, blood book. "
Lu Mu breathed a sigh of relief after writing the dialogue.
"Eight places to raise dragons?"
After reading the news, the beautiful woman Qianqian couldn't help being horrified.
"It is rumored that the little emperor won Tianlong to fight the rebels... Is it also related to this dragon raising place?" asked the beautiful woman Qianqian.
Lu Mu nodded slightly.
"Do you still remember the secret realm of Wolongling? My son said... this time the secret realm will be even bigger than the secret realm of Wolongling, and it will also be filled with more fairy fates."
Lu Mu said to him.
After that, he copied several more copies, rolled up the black and yellow paper, and stuffed it into Baige's mailbox.
As soon as the cage was pulled, the sound of fluttering resounded continuously, and white feathers flew.
…
Beiluo Lake, the second floor of Baiyujing Pavilion.
Lu Fan was sitting on the balcony, laying out a chessboard, making a game of mountains and rivers.
Opposite him, Lu Dongxuan was making hot tea with a big gold chain hanging around his neck.
Lu Fan rolled up his sleeves, and for a while, there seemed to be a spiritual energy churning.
After Lu Dongxuan made the tea, he handed Lu Fan a cup. The tea was crystal clear without any impurities, and looked like clear crystal.
"Young master, try the old man's craft."
Lu Dongxuan smiled.
"Water for the first time, tea for the second time, essence for the third time and fourth time..."
Lu Fan raised his eyebrows, rolled up his sleeves, picked up the sapphire teacup, took a sip, and the fragrance of the tea spread.
Lu Dongxuan looked at Lu Fan who was drinking tea, with some hesitation on his face, he said slowly, "My lord, I see that you are quite interested in the Overlord..."
"That day at the lakeside, the Overlord once asked the old man for a hexagram, and the old man realized the hexagram technique by observing the vertical plaque, so he made a fortune teller for the Overlord..."
Hearing Lu Dongxuan's words, Lu Fan couldn't help but stop drinking tea and raised his eyebrows.
"What is the hexagram?"
Lu Fan was curious.
"The hexagram... the ominous."
Lu Dongxuan touched the big gold chain and said.
Lu Fan nodded slightly, a little stunned... No wonder Bawang is so extreme.
Lu Dongxuan is not Mo Tianyu, and the hexagrams calculated by Lu Dongxuan, who has gained some understanding by visualizing the erected plaque, are likely to be true.
Of course... it's hard to say.
Perhaps, the hexagram calculated by Lu Dongxuan is the original fate of the Overlord, and it is also possible that the fate of the Overlord after seeking the devil has deviated from the original track.
"No wonder..."
Lu Fan smiled, and there was a thread jumping in his pupils.
Faintly saw the chaotic scene outside the original Chicheng.
Under the moonlight, that burly, arrogant and stubborn figure.
…
The sound of horseshoes burst.
The Overlord held a spear in one hand and carried his relatives on his back, like a bolt of lightning in the dark night, he rushed towards the Beijun army.
In the army of Beijun, the drums of war sounded.
A soldier lined up, and the sound of the horn was distant, tearing the silence of the night.
Tantaixuan was dressed in military armor, with a red cloak fluttering, stepped on a chariot and was pulled by a red horse, and came outside the camp.
In the darkness, he faintly saw Bawang's figure.
"Arrogance!"
Tantai Xuan slapped the chariot with one palm.
"Your overlord can fight against five thousand, this prefect convinces you."
"However, although our Beijun army has not yet arrived, it still has 50,000 troops. You have 50,000 against each other...Xiang Shaoyun, do you really think you are a fairy?!"
Tantaixuan stared angrily.
He felt that Xiang Shaoyun was provoking him, despising him, and did not regard Tantai Xuan as an opponent at all.
"kill!"
"Whoever takes Xiang Shaoyun's head will receive a reward of 50,000!"
Tantaixuan pulled out the command flag, threw it out suddenly, and let out a hoarse roar.
Mo Beike and Mo Ju sat cross-legged on the chariot, and the night wind howled, blowing their clothes.
"The overlord's move is impossible to see through."
Mo Ju's feather fan shook lightly, frowning.
The Overlord is not stupid, why would he attack the camp alone, 50,000 for a pair
It was completely an act of sending one's life to death. On Wolong Ridge back then, the Overlord's pair of Five Thousand almost died tragically.
now…
Mo Ju shook his head, he couldn't figure it out.
Mo Beike didn't speak, his face full of ravines was uncertain.
Perhaps, the Overlord was demonstrating to him.
Mo Beike became more and more bent, the overlord was still the overlord, as always domineering and unreasonable.
The Tianji City of the Mohist family has been destroyed, but the Overlord still single-handedly came to the Beijun camp, as if deliberately demonstrating to Mo Beike.
The palms under Mo Beike's blue shirt were clenched tightly.
Who will win and who will lose is still uncertain.
…
Tantai Xuan was also angered.
The tens of thousands of troops were all mobilized, brandishing their swords, and rushed towards the Overlord.
No matter how strong the Overlord is, he is still only human, he will bleed and get tired.
An army of 50,000 will kill the Overlord!
Pick 50,000 in one pick, unless a fairy comes in person, who can stop the power of one person
Even if Beiluolu is safe, it won't work!
Looking down from a high altitude, this scene is shocking.
Riding alone, he collided with an army of 50,000 who shouted to kill Zhentian.
Like a drop of water, with stubbornness, dripping into the churning waves.
It was submerged in an instant.
However.
There was a roar.
Several Beijun soldiers were knocked into the air by a huge force, creating a gully in the crowd.
The Overlord's spear swung, piercing one soldier after another, blood spattered and splashed all over his face, but it didn't make him timid, instead it made the Overlord even more stern.
Tantaixuan is also an extraordinary person, after all, he is the prefect of Tantai who can dominate Beijun.
He waved the long flag, formed a formation of long snakes, wrapped Xiang Shaoyun, trying to grind Xiang Shaoyun to death.
The overlord in the sea of people abandoned his spear, because the spear was broken.
He pulled out the long ax on his back, swung it violently, and actually threw dozens of people away.
The black hussar neighed, leading the Overlord to sprint quickly.
The long snake array was directly torn apart by him brutally, the long ax passed by, and the blood was scattered among the demonic energy.
Overlord Killer's blood gradually boiled.
That's what it feels like.
If the strength is strong enough, all conspiracies and tricks will be nothing.
He finally understood the meaning of Lu Fan's words.
So what if Tantai Xuanyou Mo Beike
So what if Yu Wenxiu has Kong Xiu and Jiang Li
Xijun... With his Overlord Xiang Shaoyun, it is enough!
boom!
The black devilish energy entangled the flowing blood, turned into an ax light phantom, swept across, and chopped more than a dozen soldiers into the air.
Tens of thousands of troops piled up and Xiang Shaoyun was densely packed, making it difficult to move.
However, Xiang Shaoyun broke a bloody path alive.
Go straight to Beijun Daying.
The horse's hooves exploded, stepping on the bloody water.
There are warriors and generals rushing to kill, with blood bursting, like a tiger rushing.
Xiang Shaoyun was happy and fearless, and his relatives danced.
A master warrior was slapped by Xiang Shaoyun's shield and flew several meters away, falling to the ground.
The army formation was dispersed.
Xiang Shaoyun was entwined with demonic energy all over his body, as if he had grasped a fleeting fate, he faintly showed signs of breaking through the shackles.
There was more and more blood, but it was entangled by a powerful force, lingering around Xiang Shaoyu's body.
Overlord's eyes were slightly red, he was venting, venting what happened in Beiluozhong.
Not only because of Lu Fan's disappointment, but also because of Lu Dongxuan's hexagram.
He doesn't believe in fate.
Will his overlord die tragically? Was plotted to death
He doesn't believe it!
He just wanted to enter Beijun to demonstrate against Mo Beike. He would come if there was any conspiracy. He is the overlord... fearless!
Blood stained the earth, and countless armors were broken.
An army of 50,000 could not stop the Overlord.
Xiang Shaoyun was out of breath, and the black pussy whinnied and neighed.
One person and one horse are quite tiring.
Overlord's crazy running practice method.
The moonlight is like blood.
The Beijun army was terrified of being killed.
The soldiers held their spears, knives and guns, and dared not go forward.
The burly body rode forward.
The soldiers of Beijun gave way in fear.
Tantaixuan stood on the chariot, his eyes tightened, he clenched his fists, his face was extremely ugly.
The Overlord covered in blood, holding a long axe, rode his horse to the front of Tantaixuan.
Eyes covered in blood cast a light glance at Tantai Xuan.
Afterwards, his gaze turned, and his oppressive, beast-like gaze fell on Mobeike who was sitting in the chariot.
Xiang Shaoyun raised his long axe and pointed at Mo Beike. His chin was raised high, and blood slid down his cheeks.
Full of unruly overlord, unyielding to fate.
And, the self-confidence to crush any conspiracy.
(end of this chapter)