Deafening noises, six in a row!
The abnormal sound of body explosion is for the grandmaster, the more explosions, the stronger the strength of the grandmaster.
Chen Beixun wore a blue Confucian shirt and a jade crown, which made him look elegant and handsome.
Today, he has groomed his beard neatly, and even washed it with water soaked in flower petals, which made his beard exude a unique fragrance.
However, he just stepped into Lu Fan's yard.
Then he heard the deafening sound of the Grandmaster's body exploding, and the tyrannical Qi and blood poured over his face.
The blow made his beautiful beard scatter.
His eyes fell on the yard in the distance. Lu Fan was sitting in a wheelchair with a thin wool blanket covering his thighs. The sun was shining, and he was full of laziness.
In front of Lu Fan, Nie Zhangqing sat cross-legged, and the six strange sounds of the master came from inside him.
Grandmaster Six Sounds!
Chen Beixun's heart sank.
This kind of master martial artist can be regarded as a first-class martial artist in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty!
He knew Nie Zhangqing, the tenth "Wu Shuang Saber" of the Taoist sect.
He didn't expect that Nie Zhangqing not only survived, but also restored his cultivation base, made another breakthrough, and stepped into Liuxiang!
Now with the addition of Nie Zhangqing, the Lu family has three masters, what a deterrent force this is!
"Xiao Chen, it's quite early."
Lu Fan was leaning on the wheelchair, playing with a black chess piece in his hand. This chess piece seemed to be made of pebbles. Under the sun, it shone brightly, was cool and round, and had an excellent hand feel.
"It's not early, it's not early, it's not that Bei Xun can't wait to give the title deed to Young Master Lu."
"Yesterday after Young Master Lu left, Bei Xun immediately rushed to the Liu Mansion and Zhu Mansion, and discussed with the two elders about the title deed of Zuichen Pavilion. The two elder sons learned that it was Lu Shao's demand, so they talked with Bei Xun. Very happy, very happy."
Chen Beixun bowed slightly, cupped his hands and laughed.
Nie Changqing, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes and glanced at Chen Beixun, hiding the excitement on his face. He got up, pressed the butcher's knife pinned to his waist, and stood behind Lu Fan.
Serious and meticulous, filled with the oppressive feeling unique to a master.
Behind Chen Beixun were two young men in fine clothes.
They are obviously also martial arts practitioners, with bulging temples and vigorous blood.
However, if you think about it, your cultivation base is only around the second-rate martial artist.
When he first entered the courtyard, he was overwhelmed by Nie Zhangqing's six explosions.
"Young Master Lu."
The eldest sons of Liu and Zhu hurriedly smiled at Lu Fan.
Lu Fan glanced at the two of them, sat in the wheelchair and nodded slightly, not bothering to answer.
"I like Zuichen Pavilion, do you have any objections?"
Lu Fan lowered his head and played with the chess pieces, said.
The eldest son of the Liu family, Liu Ye secretly took a look at Chen Beixun, then narrowed his eyes and said, "Young Master Lu has his fancy, how dare we have any objection."
The son of the Zhu family, Zhu Yishan also smiled respectfully.
The two took out the title deed from their arms. Nie Zhangqing stepped out, glanced at the two of them, took the title deed, and handed it to Lu Fan.
Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan's faces turned red, and Nie Changqing's undisguised master spirit made them grateful like a needle.
"Young Master Lu, who is this senior?"
Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan were different from Chen Beixun, they were not from various schools of thought, so they didn't know Nie Changqing, so they tried to ask.
"Oh... Old Nie, he is my coachman."
Lu Fan flipped through the title deed without raising his head, and said calmly.
In the distance, Chen Beixun, who was standing with a smile, froze.
Daozong's tenth unparalleled sword... Became Lu Fan's coachman
"Car... the driver?!"
Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan looked at each other, gasped, and their hearts were filled with shock.
Master Six Sounds as a coachman
The emperor doesn't even have this kind of treatment!
"very good."
Lu Fan flicked the two land deeds in his hand, plus the land deed from Chen Beixun.
From now on, this Zuichen Pavilion will be named Lu.
Thinking of this, Lu Fan was in a good mood.
The sun shone on Lu Fan's red lips and white teeth, and the fluff that stood up seemed to be visible.
"It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day. Let's go to Zuichen Pavilion to have a look now."
Lu Fan chuckled, and then took a deep look at Chen Beixun who was standing aside with lowered eyebrows.
Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan's eyes flashed, and there were smiles on their faces.
"Old Nie, prepare the car."
"Sister Ning, push me out of the house."
Lu Fan tapped his fingers on the thin blanket, and said.
Nie Zhangqing retreated silently.
Ning Zhaoling walked quietly behind Lu Fan, put her hand on the wheelchair, and slowly pushed it.
Chen Beixun, Liu Ye, and Zhu Yishan smiled and stepped back, walking behind Lu Fan.
Ni Yu straddled his horse, his baby fat face was full of grievances, and he stared at Lu Fan with big eyes.
The young master goes out to play without taking her...
After winning the game, she... falls out of favor? !
"Xiao Ni, carry the chessboard on your back and follow."
Lu Fan propped his chin with one hand, glanced at the aggrieved Ni Yu, couldn't help laughing, and said.
"okay!"
Ni Yu suddenly smiled, and the grievances on his face were wiped away.
After that, he picked up the chessboard and followed Lu Fan step by step.
As for Nie Shuang in the yard, he was still striding stubbornly.
Out of the Lu residence.
outside the house.
A fine carriage was parked.
The carriage was pulled by a sweaty horse, with white gas in its nostrils.
Nie Zhangqing was sitting sideways on the carriage frame, winding his horsewhip leisurely.
This is a special carriage that Lu Fan found a craftsman to make. The door is on the side and can be lowered to form a slope for wheelchairs to slide into the carriage.
This carriage compartment is also an enlarged version, with a larger interior space, and it is filled with soft cotton and paved with hand-woven brocade cloth, which will not make people feel cramped while ensuring comfort.
After Ning Zhao pushed the wheelchair into the carriage, she rolled up her skirt and sat on the other side of the carriage frame.
As for Ni Yu, with Lu Fan's permission, he got into the carriage with a joyful face while holding the chessboard.
Nie Zhangqing glanced at Chen Beixun and the others, but ignored them.
The whip in his hand raised.
Snapped!
A hiss.
The horse's hooves raised high, landed on the green brick official road, and galloped out.
Chen Beixun looked at the carriage going away, stroked his long beard, and his eyes flashed brightly.
Soon, a servant brought a horse, and the three of them took the whip, got on the horse, and followed.
…
The carriage galloped on the official road at an extremely fast speed.
Although Nie Zhangqing had never been a coachman, it was still very easy for him to control a bloody horse with his master's force.
North Los Angeles is very prosperous. After all, it is close to the Imperial Capital, and there are row upon row of high-rise buildings on both sides of the main road.
Pulled by the bloody horse, the exquisite carriage passed the main road at high speed, and the pedestrians retreated to the sides when they heard the sound of horseshoes and rolling axles.
Many small vendors who occupied the main road without authorization moved their stalls back in a hurry.
Afterwards, I poked my head out from behind the stall and looked at the gorgeous carriage with the word "Lu" written on the body.
The castellan's carriage!
Master Lu's family is out!
The carriage flew out of the main axis of the road, and then entered the road around the lake. On the edge of the lake road, there was a guardrail made of white jade, which surrounded Beiluo Lake.
Finally, the carriage slowed down.
"Xi Law."
Nie Changqing swung the reins, the sweaty horse snorted and stopped slowly.
"My lord, we're here. Drunk Chen Pavilion is on the island in the middle of the lake. There is no way. We have to take a boat to get to the island."
Nie Zhangqing said.
In the carriage, Lu Fan's chuckle came.
"Old Nie, you are quite familiar with the road to Zuichen Pavilion."
Nie Changqing's old face turned red.
How many men in Beiluo City don't know the way to Zuichen Pavilion
Of course, he, Nie Changqing, didn't have the money to spend time in such places, so he just passed by occasionally to have a look.
Ning Zhao jumped out of the carriage, patted the gauze skirt, opened the side door of the carriage, and carefully escorted Lu Fan out of the carriage.
Lu Fan got out of the car, looked at the sparkling lake through the white jade guardrail, and couldn't help but feel a little relieved.
To be honest, it was Lu Fan's first time here.
Before that, Lu Fan rarely came to Drunk Chen Pavilion, after all... he had a leg problem.
It is said that the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River is hazy.
Although Beiluo City is located in the north, the surrounding area of Beiluo Lake has a bit of Jiangnan flavor.
Due to the continuous heavy rain last night, the surface of Beiluo Lake today is hazy and foggy. Coupled with the glimmer of sunshine in the clouds, it is really good that the water is shimmering and sunny.
"Chen Beixun and the others haven't come yet?"
Looking at the lake, Lu Fan asked.
Ning Zhao shook her head slightly, pushing the wheelchair with Su's hands, and Qiong snorted slightly in dissatisfaction.
"interesting."
Lu Fan looked away from the foggy lake, brushed off the title deed in his hand, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
"It seems that we won't be able to wait for them. Sister Ning will find a boat and we will go to the island in the middle of the lake."
Nie Zhangqing rested his callused hand on the butcher's knife at his waist, looked at the misty lake, vaguely, he seemed to see a lone boat looming in the haze, and a thin figure sat on the boat.
"My lord, are you really going?" Ning Zhao's expression became serious, and he said, "This lake...is probably not calm."
For the serious Ning Zhao.
Lu Fan just smiled and smoothed the folds of the thin blanket covering his thighs.
Looking up at the misty turquoise lake, he narrowed his eyes.
"It's okay."
"It's just time for Lao Nie to try the knife."
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