Chapter 57: The world's heroes, how can I be less Bai Yujing disciples

In the courtyard, it was very quiet. The fallen leaves fluttered gently under the wind.
"In this hospital last year today, the peach blossoms of the human face are in red ..."
Lu Lufan looked at this beautiful picture, sitting in a wheelchair, and couldn't help but lightly point his finger on the protector, smiling.
"Ahem ..."
Lu Lufan's voice was not concealed, and everyone could not help but look strange.
Mo Motian coughing came, with a trace of anger in weakness and weakness: "Put ... Put me down!"
Xi Jingyue was carrying a yellow pear wood sword box and fell into the yard, smiling freely.
"Want me to let you down, you said it earlier, why didn't you say I knew I wanted to let you down?"
"You, man, you have to face your life and die. Are you standing still now? My son asked me to hold you. Do you think I hold it rarely?
"You want me to let you down, you shouldn't be so tight."
Qi Jing Yue chattered, said.
Mo Tianyu flushed for a while, that was enraged.
He cracked his chapped lips, trying to say something.
However, Jing Yue suddenly let go.
With a crackling sound, Mo Tianyu hit the ground with his butt, and the one who fell was called sturdy.
"Okay, God, apologize to Ping An, we should return to Beijing."
Guo Shi drew his hands in the robe sleeves, said.
On the ground, the half-dead Mo Tianyu stood up swaying, he felt painful pain in every part of the body.
He wasn't dead, he thought he was going to die.
The moment when Lu Fanling suppressed and suppressed, the moment when he had no control over his life, and the moment when he wandered between death.
Helplessness and fear destroyed his pride.
Qi Motian language lowered his eyes, raised his hands tremblingly, his hands fluffy, and bowed toward the landing.
"Sin of the language, sin cannot be forgiven. Look at the master, and ask ... Luo Shaozhu forgive me."
Qi Motian took a deep breath, and blood rushed into his throat, making him feel a bit bitter.
In a wheelchair, Lu Fan supported one's chin with one hand and rested on a thin woolen blanket covering his legs.
The squall wind blew, blowing the black hair of Lufan, and the forehead drooped gently.
"Go back and learn from the Master, and ... don't just let anyone count."
"Forget it, you're not fit."
Lu Fandao.
Mo Tianyu trembled, her mouth twitched, and her heart felt a dagger.
"Thank you very much for reminding Lu Shaozhu."
Mo Tianyu bowed again.
Seeing the appearance of Mo Tianyu, the master Guo Guo was a little surprised. Mo Tianyu, who was once arrogant, was able to make such a low-profile gesture, which was somewhat unexpected.
He seemed to recognize his disciple for the first time.
In my opinion, this loss is not a bad thing for Mo Tianyu.
Wu Guoshi left.
With Mo Tianyu, who was full of injuries, he got on a horse-drawn carriage and drove out of Beiluo.
I am quite satisfied with the visit to Beiluo City.
Lu Lu's strength made him understand what a true god-giver is.
Of course, he also learned the new name from Lu Pan, practitioners.
Wu Guoshi has a hunch, maybe, the future world ... will be the world of practitioners.
But this is also a chance for Da Zhou to come back.
Lu Guoshi was assured that Lu Fan, he did not see ambition in Lu Fan, or that ... a large Zhou Dynasty, can not bear Lu Fan's ambition.
Therefore, he was satisfied with the trip.
The situation he was most worried about was Lu Fanhui's imperial power, like the princes of the 13th road, gathered in the army and split the big week.
If this is really the case, then there may be no hope for that week.
Uh ...
外 North Luo City, on the endless plain.
The sound of rumbling horseshoes exploded and raised the sky.
Five horse-drawn carriages, rickety in the carriage.
The Master Guo was sitting cross-legged, and Mo Tianyu was lying on his back for treatment. He stared at the top of the carriage and remained silent.
"Heaven, do you hate it?"
The Master Guo slowly said.
Looking at Mo Tianyu at the top of the carriage, his face was a little woody.
"It was very hateful at first, but it was so horrible, but ... the students have no hate, even gratitude."
Mo Tianyu's voice was a little hoarse, said.
There was a look of surprise on Master Wugu's wrinkled face.
"Oh?"
"you've changed."
Mo Tianyu pulled a corner of his mouth.
"Between life and death, people can always figure out a lot and realize a lot."
"I was taller than the sky at that time. Except for the Master, nobody in the world looked at it. Actually ... it was ridiculous."
"Not to mention the master of North Luolu and the children of a hundred schools, it is Xiang Shaoyun, the West King overlord alone. Drunk Dragon City and Jiang Li are not comparable to me, and even ... my younger brother Kong Nanfei has left me behind, thinking about my high spirits Proud, it's ridiculous. "
Mo Tianyu, slowly said.
内 Inside the carriage, the smile on the face of the teacher became more and more intense, and he raised his hand to support the long beard, his face was warm.
"It's not too late to realize these things."
"Listen to your words. In your heart, you have a standard for dividing the world. Can you tell the teacher?"
Lao Guoshi laughed.
Disciple Xun can penetrate exquisitely, and he is naturally happy.
Mo Tianyu's eyes turned and he recovered a little vitality. He struggled to get up from the carriage.
"The disciples used to rank in their hearts, not countless."
"Be the first person, you should be the West King Overlord, born with divine power, invincible martial arts, masters and warriors, and cover the world."
"Second, the Mo School, Mo Shougui, the son of the Mobek, go to the dross of the hundred schools, the essence of the hundred houses, the glorious age."
"Third, Daozong first Li Sansi, riding a green bull, a wooden sword, breaking the two thousand Xirong cavalry, and recovering the three border cities."
Mo Tianyu exhaled, said.
Wu Guoshi nodded with a smile on his face.
"Of course, now ..."
Mo Motianyu looked out the window of the carriage and looked at the end of the plain.
"Among the top three, there must be a peaceful place in Beiluolu."
Wu Guoshi also looked out the window.
I did not deny Mo Tianyu's words.
However, he remembered that the settlers on the island of Huxin looked like Lu Fan, who was wrapped in mountains and rivers.
He lightly touched his beard, but the smile on his face became more meaningful.
Is it just a place?
The wagon roared.
A round of red sun on the west was like a girl's shameful red face, reflecting the crimson glow, pulling the carriage's figure on the plain for a long time.
Uh ...
All night, coming.
Mingyue hung high in the sky, radiating cool and shining.
North Luo City, Lu House.
Lu Lufan was sitting in a wheelchair, playing with the pearl beads in her hand, the moonlight was shining, her complexion was like jade, her lips were red and white, and she was like a fairy.
Ning Ning Showa Yiyue stood slenderly behind Lu Fan.
Ni Yu's backboard with a grievous face in the distance, under the guidance of Nie Changqing, took a less-than-standard step.
Wu Jingyue looked at Ni Yu with gloat.
In a small pond, swimming fish flicks its tail, and the starting point ripples.
"Sister Ning, Lao Nie ..."
Lu Lu slowly opened his mouth.
Nie Changqing came over and spoke with Ning Zhao, "My son, what do you tell me?"
"You should know the secret land of Wolongling Xianyuan, right?"
Lu Fandao.
Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao trembled physically and mentally.
"This is a huge opportunity for you ... if the world's heroes are gathered in Wolong Ridge, how much do you have to seize it?"
Lu Fan played white jade pieces slowly.
Nie Changqing groaned for a while, and then bitterness and sorrow flashed in her eyes.
"I'm not sure."
Nie Changqing said.
Wu Ningzhao was also helpless because Nie Changqing was telling the truth.
"If the son is close, he will surely grasp it very much, but I wait ... it is far weaker than the world's heroes."
"The King of West County ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Xian Shaoyun can smash the Grand Master at the age of six, and now it has reached the state of a Grand Master. How strong it is, it is unknown at least ... Changqing even has a royal sword He is not his opponent. "
Wu Ningzhao was silent, Nie Changqing was not an opponent, let alone her.
Even if she realizes the pressure of the son, in the face of the absolute gap of strength, her pressure does not play any role at all.
"In addition to Xiang Shaoyun, there are Moshou Mo Shougui, Daozong Li Sansi, the sword sent Simon Simon ... If these people go, I have no chance.
Nie Changqing truthfully said.
Ying Yueying is awesome.
When Lu Fan was in a wheelchair, Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao could not see the look on his face.
However, Lu Fan suddenly didn't speak, but it made them feel a little bit worried.
For a long time, Lu Fan smiled.
"interesting."
After a while, he raised his hand. In the moonlight, Lu Fan's palm looked like a glass.
Yaoyao points a finger in the direction of Huxin Island.
During the rush of mind and soul, the authority [Reiki Release] was activated, and 100 strands of Reiki were dropped into Huxin Island from an airspace, so that the concentration of Reiki in Huxin Island suddenly reached a level of 10,000 under a hundredfold increase.
Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao felt something, and they were shocked to look at the direction of Huxin Island.
I saw, in the night, as if there were meteors falling from the sky, surrounding the lake island.
的 The auras in them are agitated uncontrollably.
He was in a wheelchair, Lu Fan stroked his hand and smiled.
"Go, go to the heart of the lake, before the Wolong Ridge mystery opens ... at least give me the upgrade to Jiuduan Qidan Realm."
"Dapeng rose on the same day and skyrocketed 90,000 miles."
"How can I be without Bai Yujing's disciples in the world?"