Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Imperial Capital, Book Pavilion.

Kong Nanfei looked at the back of Prime Minister Zhao Kuo leaving with a flick of his sleeves, and returned to the Book Pavilion.

The master was wearing a thick robe, sitting on the rocking chair, swaying gently, the sun was shining on the face of the master, looking a bit comfortable.

Kong Nanfei couldn't understand the Master anymore.

In fact, the chaos in the imperial capital began when the master stayed behind closed doors. If the master was still active in the court and suppressed those officials, this so-called bloodbath would never have happened.

What is the Master planning to do?

"Zhao Kuo left?"

asked the master.

Kong Nanfei nodded, he did not ask the doubts in his heart.

"It's good to leave. This person has a wolfish ambition. The first emperor knew it when he was in power. Now, he really can't hide his thoughts."

"Lu Ping'an dispatched Beiluo iron cavalry to bloodbath the imperial family, and Zhao Kuo just took advantage of this opportunity to completely stand in front of the stage. He Shou...is just his pawn."

"Zhao Kuo regards the Beiluo iron cavalry as a sword, but he forgot that if he doesn't have enough strength, he may not be able to hold this sword. When the time comes, he will hurt himself."

Master said slowly.

"He wanted to borrow the east wind, but he forgot who was blowing the east wind."

After finishing speaking, the master closed his eyes, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

Kong Nanfei pondered for a long time, feeling more and more that he couldn't see through his master.

...

The wheels of the carriages and horses turned, crushing the smoke and dust all over the ground.

Luo Cheng mentioned He Shou. At this moment, the minister He Shou's complexion was already as pale as snow.

He witnessed the destruction of one family after another, and the bloodshed of one minister after another.

These people are executioners, unreasonable executioners.

He Shou's former pride was torn to pieces when facing death.

He once wrote a call to action by the moonlight, full of vigor.

However, looking back at this moment, it is so ridiculous that a piece of paper brought... the imperial capital was turned upside down.

He Shou thought of the prime minister who asked him to write a call to action.

His gaze fluctuated slightly, and then he smiled miserably.

This time, Beiluo's five hundred iron cavalry wiped out many aristocratic families, but only the prime minister's mansion was left alone.

Because from the beginning to the end, the prime minister was in a semi-retired state, and he did not submit a memorial or spread rumors.

And spreading rumors, writing proclamations, attacking national teachers, etc...

These things are all done by the prime minister to guide them, the officials.

Why? !

Resentment flickered in He Shou's eyes.

When the last family came to an end, Nie Zhangqing stretched while sitting in the carriage, and his eyes fell on He Shou.

"Also... and Zhao Kuo, Prime Minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty! He is the mastermind behind the scenes. He asked me to write the proclamation, and he asked me to spread the rumors! Go and kill him too, kill him!"

He Shou said crazily.

He didn't know where his courage came from.

"We don't need to go, they come by themselves."

Nie Changqing said calmly.

However, at the end of the long street, there was a black army approaching, accompanied by clanging sounds, and a murderous atmosphere filled the air.

...

On Beiluo Lake, a lone boat was rippling.

Mo Liuqi leaned against the bow of the boat, staring blankly at his own reflection in the lake.

The Mohist organ city was destroyed.

The person he has always cared about has become a thing of the past.

From now on, no one will give him any missions, and he, Mo Liuqi, is no longer an assassin.

In the rainstorm, he frantically challenged the Overlord.

However, in the hands of the Overlord, he is like an ant. The Overlord's strength makes him powerless to resist.

He has never been so eager for strength.

Reflected on the fluctuating lake surface was a numb face, without a smile or emotion, just like...a paralyzed face.

After all, he returned to Beiluo City, to Huxin Island.

He knew that if he wanted to have the strength to surpass the overlord, following Lu Fan and joining Bai Yujing was his only hope.

suddenly.

The lake water rippled.

Mo Liuqi's eyes were fixed, and a terrifying aura came from behind.

When he looked back, there was a shocking wave in the calm Beiluo Lake, as if it was forcibly stirred up by someone.

Birds and crows were startled flying, and the sound of flapping wings lingered everywhere.

The lone boat began to toss up and down.

Mo Liuqi stood up from the lone boat, staring at the hazy fog behind him.

A gust of wind blew away, blowing away the thick fog, and a burly figure came on the white waves.

"It's him!"

Mo Liuqi clenched his fists.

Shortness of breath.

Overlord of the West County... Xiang Shaoyun!

On the island in the middle of the lake.

There is a slight breeze.

Jing Yue, who carried the pineapple sword box on his back, felt inexplicably terrified. He looked into the lake, and there was a faint roar resounding through the sky.

"It's such a strong breath..."

The scene became more solemn, his toes trembled, and his body had a faint tendency to retreat, but he held back.

This is the island in the middle of the lake, with Master Lu sitting in charge.

He doesn't need to run away.

Lu Mu also sensed this aura to Baixu Piaopiao.

He held the turtle shell in his hand, rubbing his fingers lightly on it.

The girl with the pipa on her back hurriedly got behind Lu Mudui, filling the island, startling the breath of faint crows, making her afraid.

Your Excellency Baiyu Jinglou.

Lu Dongxuan opened his eyes, his eyes were a little deep, and he took a long breath.

The aura of heaven and earth lingering among the islands actually gathered in Lu Dongxuan's body in the form of a vortex.

Lu Dongxuan, one thought of Qi Pill.

Obviously, he realized something on the vertical plaque.

"Now that you have realized something, you are qualified to go to Bai Yujing's pavilion. Come up."

Lu Fan's faint voice lingered in Lu Dongxuan's ears.

Lu Dongxuan got up, straightened his clothes, and went up to the pavilion.

When he came to the second floor, he saw Lu Fan leaning on the railing and listening to the wind in front of the terrace built with carved and jade railings, a white dress fluttering in the wind, chic and freehand.

"Young Master Lu."

Lu Dongxuan grinned, showing his yellow teeth.

"Since you have joined Bai Yujing, you can call me Young Master just like them."

Lu Fan held a sunspot and landed on the chessboard.

With the other hand pinched the bronze wine glass and took a sip of the wine.

"sit."

Lu Dongxuan came to the chessboard and sat cross-legged.

"Looking at the couplets, can you understand something?"

Lu Fan asked.

"I got it, I got it...Young Master's couplets are truly unprecedented, and there will be no future ones. In heaven and earth, only you are the only one!" Lu Dongxuan gave a thumbs up, grinning his yellow teeth, and said with a smile.

Ni Yu, who was cooking wine, heard the exaggerated flattery, couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

This old man...is he really a member of the Tianji family among the hundreds of scholars?

Flattering so undisguisedly?

My son doesn't like flattery!

However, on the wheelchair, Lu Fan glanced at Ni Yu who was laughing out loud, and Ni Yu laughed suddenly...

It came to an abrupt end.

...

On Beiluo Lake.

The sound of laughter was like thunder rolling.

"Xiang Shaoyun from Xijun, passing by Beiluo, come to visit!"

"……visit!"

"……visit!"

The echoes lingered, gradually spreading across the entire North Luohu Central Island.

Lu Changkong took a wooden boat, dozens of wooden boats, carrying thousands of elite soldiers, and followed the Overlord far away. If something happened, he could send troops to help Lu Fan immediately.

Xiang Shaoyun stepped on the waves, and suddenly, his eyes froze slightly.

He broke through the thick fog and saw the island in the middle of the lake surrounded by aura that amazed him.

But on the shore of the island in the middle of the lake, there is a girl with a ball head tied, carrying a black pot, facing him with a bitter face.

Xiang Shaoyun was slightly taken aback.

"Lao Nie and Sister Ning are not here, so the young master asked me to greet you."

Ni Yu said to the Overlord who was walking on the waves.

island.

Jing Yue rubbed his forehead with one hand, with a dazed look on his face.

Let Ni Yu stop the Overlord...

Sir, are you serious?

Has this girl Ni Yu offended the young master somewhere?

ashore.

Ni Yu took off the scapegoat from her back, carried the pot with both hands, and pointed at the Overlord.

"Young master said that you are too arrogant and want to go to the island..."

"Carry me three pots."

Ni Yu was a little nervous, her chubby face trembling slightly, said.

The young master taught her the domineering words, but she didn't have the confidence to speak them out.

on the lake.

After Xiang Shaoyun was stunned, he couldn't help laughing, and after laughing, his eyes suddenly sharpened.

"It is said that the young master of Beiluolu has a bad temper. When I saw him today, he really deserves his reputation..."

He raised his head, looked at the Baiyujing Pavilion, and looked at the terrace. He could faintly see a young man in white clothes who was leaning against the railing to listen to the wind.

He didn't underestimate this little maid who carried the pot.

In Xiang Shaoyun's view, Lu Fan was using the hand of the little maid to test him.

The terrace on the second floor of the pavilion.

Lu Fan was sitting in a wheelchair, propping his chin in one hand and holding the handle in the other. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and suddenly a spiritual pressure filled his body, making the air sticky.

On the opposite side of the chessboard, beads of sweat dripped from the forehead of Lu Dongxuan who was playing against Lu Fan.

Upstairs, Lu Fan dropped a son.

On the shore, the maid threw a pot.

Yoyo took the blame and threw it at Bawang.

The overlord who was walking on the waves suddenly shrank his eyes!