Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Taking a bite of clear porridge, Lu Fan took the white cloth handed by Ning Zhao.

The record on this cloth is Lu Changkong's blood removal operation.

Lu Fan glanced at his heart, silently comparing the "Dao Zong Blood Removal Technique". Compared with the two, Lu Chang Kong's blood removal technique seemed to be better.

This makes Lu Fan somewhat surprised.

He put the cloth away, and when Lu Fan planned to collect the remaining four blood-moving operations, he would conduct a unified deduction.

"Did Dad come to Beijing? If you are so sensitive, you won't be afraid that the North County Army of Huantai Xuan will make a comeback?"

Lu Fan has a mouthful of side dishes. The acidity of the side dishes is diffused in the mouth, and the sour is sweet. However, it is this side dish that is more suitable for porridge.

"The son doesn't need to worry. The old man received the information long ago. After the North County army failed to attack the city, he went to meet the West County army. He wanted to use the western drunk dragon moat as a breakthrough."

Xu Ningzhao said.

Qi Lufan nodded. Although the world is in a strong state, he doesn't know much about it.

However, since Lu Changkong can safely leave Beiluo City, he is clearly confident of the situation.

Of course, Lu Fan's grasp of Lu Changkong always feels a little unreliable, and the situation of the battle of the moat is still vivid.

My dad doesn't seem to be very reliable.

Of course, even if an army comes in, you don't want to break into Beiluo City in a short time. After all, the three big families in Beiluo City have been sent by Lu Changkong to pay attention, even if there are strong swordsmen in the family And dare not act rashly.

However, in the absence of internal response, it is not easy to break a city.

"Go out to bask in the sun, sister Ning, go and see if the people from the three big families have land leases."

Lu Lufan had breakfast, stretched his waist lazily, said.

"喏."

Xi Ningzhao nodded and exited the room.

"Yiyue, you go to the city to find the best craftsman, according to the size of this chess box, re-customize the wheelchair, and make two hidden cells next to the wheelchair." Lu Fan said to Yiyue.

Wu Yiyue glanced curiously at the two chess boxes in Lu Fan's hands, which contained "black and white" pieces.

I thought for a moment, Lu Fan beckoned again towards Yi Yue, Yi Yue got closer, Lu Fan whispered something in Yi Yue's ear, Yi Yue's expression was calm, and he left quickly after understanding.

"Xiao Ni, memorize the chessboard."

After Yi Yue left, Lu Fan laughed and handed the spirit-pressing board directly to Ni Yu.

Ni Yu took it, tied it with a rope, and carried it behind her. The chessboard was almost reaching her ankle, which seemed rather clunky and funny.

"Son ... Do you want to play chess?"

Ni Yu's big eyes fluttered and she was curious.

"Yes, will you go down?"

"Come in a game?"

Qi Lufan's eyes brightened, and he glanced at Ni Yu.

"Walk around, let's go down to the yard."

Lu Lu laughed.

Xi Niyu, carrying a chessboard, pushed and landed out of the room.

far away.

Nie Changqing has a hand on his back, a pig-knife pinned to his waist, and behind him is a sweaty Nie Shuang.

The two walked across the curved stone bridge in the garden and came to Lu Fan's yard.

"Lu Shao."

Nie Changqing bowed slightly.

In the courtyard, Lu Fan and Ni Yu are playing chess.

Lu Fan held the white piece, his index finger and **** pressed against the chess piece, and they fell like a semblance.

I heard Nie Changqing say hello, Lu Fan waved.

"Lao Nie, you and sister Ning just call my son ..."

"Will you play chess? Wait until the boy kills this little girl, you and I will try again."

Lu Lu chuckled.

Nie Changqing froze slightly, a smile on his face.

"I haven't touched chess for many years, maybe the level has dropped slightly, and the son must not blame him."

After a while, Nie Changqing turned to look at Nie Shuang, his face gradually became cold.

"Shuanger, take a step, for an hour."

Nie Changqing is severe.

Nie Shuang pursed his lips without refuting, regained his curiosity about the game, and strode in place.

In fact, early in the morning, he was pulled up by Nie Changqing and ran around the garden for ten laps. Although he was physically and mentally exhausted, since he had to practice martial arts, hard work was inevitable.

No one martial arts came overnight.

When Nie Shuang was in Zamabu, Nie Changqing took the burden and walked in front of Lu Fan and Ni Yu who were playing against each other.

Lu Fan, Lu Ping'an, the young master of Beiluo City, and the great talents selected by the state teacher.

He is said to be only eight high, and his chess skill is definitely outstanding.

Chess, self-cultivation, supportability, Daozong Wuren, Qin Qi calligraphy and painting, not to mention everything, but all have to dabble.

Nie Changqing's eyes fell on the chessboard.

Ok?

As soon as his eyes fell on the chessboard, Nie Changqing felt only a glimmer of light flashing from his eyes.

As if the chessboard is glowing.

He was just a chessboard and gave him a breathless sense of depression.

This chessboard, this chess piece ... so amazing!

Astonished in his heart, he moved his gaze and watched the game.

Nie Changqing's face was eager to try and look forward ...

Hey, look, look ...

The smile on his face began to fade away.

He glanced at Lu Fan with a serious and serious face, and looked at Ni Yu, who was holding his fat chin ...

Both of them are thinking seriously, thinking about the moves.

Nie Changqing squinted his lips and twitched his face.

Originally thought it was a national-level confrontation, and the result was ...

Amaranth chickens peck each other.

四个 These four words are really appropriate to describe Lu Fan and Ni Yu's chess skills.

At his level, at first glance, the board was full of holes.

Lu Fan clamped the pawns, extremely serious, as if in a world war.

Nie Changqing looked for a while, and couldn't bear to look away.

Snapped!

There was a silent fight on the chessboard.

Ni Yu hit the child with a click, and in Lu Fan's elongated face, a large black spot was eaten.

Lu Lufan leaned on a wheelchair with a black face.

Ni Yu pursed her lips, her eyes bent into a crescent shape, and on the chessboard, she started to index.

"Yeah ..."

"Little Ni Yan wins the second son."

Ni Yu stood up, cheering with joy on her face.

"If you win, just go for a while, and the slogan you tried hard to practice yesterday still shouted well ... Your training volume doubles as Xiao Nie's training volume, go quickly."

Lu Lu glanced at Ni Yu, said with a gentle smile.

Ni Yu's face was stiff, and the tender meat on her face could not help but shake.

Grandma ... Is your mind as big as sesame? !!

"Lao Nie, come here ... you and I go for a round?"

Lu Lu ignored Ni Yu and turned his head to Nie Changqing.

"Public ... Puplic ... forget it? Changqing chess skills ... not very sophisticated."

Nie Changqing hesitated.

"Don't be afraid to lose, come."

Lu Lufan's eyes are brighter, and he has started to put the pieces on the board into the chess box one by one.

Nie Changqing's face was very tangled. He sat opposite Lu Fan, holding a chess piece as if he was constipated, and dropped.

外 Outside the garden.

Xi Ningzhao walked in.

"The son, the family Chenfu, Chen Beixun, the son asked for a meeting."

Lu Fanzheng held his son, frowned slightly, and continued to think about the game with a "Oh".

Xu Ningzhao hesitated a bit, and continued: "Chen Shizi brought Liu and Zhu's title deeds, and four thousand and two silver came to visit."

Lu Lu frowned.

"Did you agree?"

Pouting at the corner of the mouth slightly, there is no reason for Liu and Zhu to disagree.

"It came quite quickly. My dad had just left his forefoot, and Chen Beixun came here. It seems that ... the title deed is a bit hot."

He put the pieces back into the chess box, and thought of the title deed of Drunk Chen Pavilion, he had no intention to play chess, so he looked at Nie Changqing with regret.

"Lao Nie, it's a pity, this chess, let's change the day."

Lu Lu said regretfully.

Nie Changqing sighed long in his heart.

"Sister Ning, let them in."

Qi Lufan supported his chin with one hand, and put it on the woolen blanket on his knees with one hand, said.

Xi Ningzhao nodded and turned away.

But Lu Fan looked at Nie Changqing and raised his lips slightly.

"You can't play chess, let's say something serious, Lao Nie, yesterday you didn't say you want to learn" Relief Pressure ", but you want to learn" Relief Pressure ", but there is still an opportunity ... Now I will give you this opportunity. "

Lu Lufan leaned on a wheelchair and said to Nie Changqing.

Nie Changqing froze.

Qi Lufan stretched out his hand. He originally wanted to pass Ning Changqing's hand like aura.

I can't remember the rough man like Nie Changqing, and the rough palm of a pig.

Pouting the corner of the mouth ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ or choose another way.

"Lao Nie, stay tuned."

Lu Fan pointed before the wheelchair.

Nie Changqing was puzzled, but still sat in front of the wheelchair in accordance with Lu Fan's instructions.

Lu Lufan looked serious.

Around his body, the light blue aura began to flow.

One, two, three ...

The dense aura was crisscrossed around his body.

The hair strands floated and her eyes were bright.

Qi Lufan raised his hand, Xianfeng said, and gently stroked Nie Changqing's head.

"Launch permissions [Reiki Release]."

"Goal ... Nie Changqing."

I was moved.

Suddenly, Nie Changqing felt a tremor, a heat flow, which instantly penetrated into the heavenly cover and spread his body.

The bleak and dying blood was originally in the body.

I was suddenly catalyzed by this heat flow.

The ravioli began to boil and started to explode.

Huh!

Nie Changqing sat on the ground with her eyes in a torch, her hair flying upside down.

异 In his body, the abnormal sound is like a cricket breaking, like a sleeping lion awakening.

There were six consecutive beeps, and fallen leaves fell in the courtyard of the earthquake.

I just happened to be here.

Xuan Ningzhao's style led Chen Beixun and the sons of Liu and Zhu to enter the courtyard.

I just entered.

Bringing them to their ears, they echoed the blood and blood noises that could erupt from Zongshiwu talents, making them tremble.

The noise sounded like a thunder!

PS: On a new day, there are wooden tickets ~