The silent wailing coming from Lu Wei's soul made Nan Hairpin hold her head as if her eardrum had been pierced. Only then did she realize that the source of the pain was the trembling of her Taoist heart and the turbulence of her inner lake.

Chen Pingan raised his head and looked at the South Hairpin.

Nan Hao's face was full of pain, and she spoke with difficulty: "I have sent people to secretly return the fragments of the natal porcelain to the Lizhu Cave. You can find them yourself. It's over there in your hometown anyway... Here

Even Ancestor Lu Wei doesn’t know what happened. Of course I have to find a way out for myself, but where is it hidden? Just take the string of spiritual beads in my hand and find out..."

According to Nan Hao's little calculation, this mud-legged woman has reached an agreement with the ancestor of the Lu family. The worst she can do is have someone retrieve her natal porcelain from the town. If they can't reach an agreement, if the ancestor of the Lu family is ready to abandon her, then she can't blame herself for being alone.

After doing business with Chen Pingan, do you Lu family really think that the Dali Dynasty is a soft persimmon that can be manipulated? I am Nan Hao, the Empress Dowager of Dali who was born in Yuzhang County, not some Lu Jiang.

Chen Ping'an looked at the South Hairpin with a pitiful look, "You are playing tricks, how can you win over Lu Wei? What are you thinking, that string of spiritual beads has been completely useless. Take advantage of Lu Wei

If you're not here, if you don't believe in evil, you can give it a try."

As if the South Hairpin was struck by lightning, she immediately lowered her head and reached out to twist the spiritual beads one by one. The beads that originally contained spiritual colors seemed to have lost a layer of landscape restraint and became dim and dull, showing a kind of withering.

Xiao Mo quietly put away the sword intention that had stripped away the Lingxi Pearl, and asked doubtfully: "Sir, why don't you ask where it is hidden?"

Chen Ping'an laughed from the bottom of his heart and said, "I already know where it is hidden. I can just go back and get it myself."

Anyway, it's only a few steps away from my ancestral home.

Nanhan raised her head, glanced at Chen Ping'an, then turned her head and looked at the ancestor of the Lu family whose body was separated.

There was already a lot of hatred in his eyes.

But the Empress Dowager Dali looked at the former with half hatred and half fear.

"Since this answer is satisfactory, I will give you a suggestion."

Chen Ping'an reminded: "I don't know who Lu Jiang is, but I have seen the Queen Mother of Dali and the South Hairpin of Yuzhang County a long time ago. When doing things in the future, you must plan before you act. The Song family of Dali cannot live without a king for a day.

But the Queen Mother can practice in Changchun Palace for a long time and pray for the country."

"Can you understand?"

Nan Hao looked blank and nodded slightly.

Chen Pingan asked again: "I can't trust your brain, so I have to ask again, 'You can't live without a king for a day.' Do you really understand?"

Nan Hao still nodded.

One sentence has two meanings. Song He, the emperor of the Song family in Dali, must be in office, otherwise a country without a leader will cause chaos in both the government and the public.

Furthermore, if something unexpected happened to Emperor Song He, the court would have to change someone, and someone would have to succeed him immediately. For example, if the emperor were changed on the same day, it would still be the same.

As for the mustard seed in Lu Wei's mind, it was like being forced into an illusory skin bag, and he saw scenes of time.

On a virtual battlefield, fourteen great demons from the peak of the old throne, including the Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain, lined up in a line, as if Lu Wei was alone, confronting them.

Lu Wei's Taoist heart was shaken.

On the earth, Fei Fei, the great demon of the old throne, is dragging the suspended river.

On the top of a big mountain, there was the peak demon named the culprit, with a girl on the river standing next to him, and a sword light seemed to be coming straight towards Lu Wei.

…

When Lu Weidao's heart was about to break.

Finally, we arrived at Xinghua Lane, which Lu Wei was very familiar with. There was a middle-aged man there who had set up a stall selling candied haws.

The man seemed to be smiling but not smiling, speaking but not speaking. He was saying something to the ancestor of the Lu family of the Yin and Yang family, "Long time no see, good-for-nothing Lu Wei."

The heart of Tao suddenly shattered, like a glass cup falling to the ground.

Lu Wei knew that this was clearly the handiwork of the young Yin Guan, but he still couldn't contain his loss of heart.

The lost soul was then dragged to the door of a "mansion". The door was not closed. There was a monk inside, sitting cross-legged, with a desk in front of him, as if he was writing something with a pen there.

Seeing Lu Wei, the man immediately raised his head, with a surprised look on his face and a bit of excitement. He quickly stood up and walked to the door, but he didn't dare to take a step. He just asked diligently in the elegant language of the wild world:

"Where does this fellow Taoist come from in the wilderness?"

Lu Wei was proficient in barbarian elegance. He hesitated for a moment and then said hoarsely: "The Lu family of Middle-earth. Who are you?"

The man burst out laughing: "Okay, great, we are both fallen people from the end of the world."

We share the same difficulties, no matter whether you are from your hometown or from Haoran.

It's best for us to be neighbors and have something to talk about.

The "person" in front of Lu Wei was none other than the deputy city lord Yinlu from the Immortal Hairpin City that was beaten into two parts. Chen Ping'an had previously captured his soul and left him here.

Immortal Hairpin City is now blocked by two mountains and water characters, and the Yaoguang Blessed Land, which was the arsenal of the wild arsenal, is gone. The Yinlu here is so envious of the Yinlu who is still free after all. Why did Yupu fall from the Immortal Realm?

However, the difference is that I still cuddle up against the red and green trees, crawling around in the gentle countryside every day. Once the master Xuan Pu dies, that "self" may become the lord of the city.

I feel sorry for myself, being locked up here and immersed in writing a book.

Record all your experiences about the wild world in a book.

In the words of the young hidden official, if he doesn't write a million words, he won't see the light of day again. If the quality of the content is acceptable, maybe he can be allowed to go out and take a look.

Over there at the wine shop outside Xiaotiandi.

Xiaomo suddenly whispered: "Young Master."

Chen Ping'an was looking down at the fist containing the thunder at this moment, his eyes extremely bright.

After hearing Xiaomo's name, Chen Pingan ignored it.

Xiaomo had no choice but to call out "Young Master" again.

Chen Pingan then raised his head and smiled at Xiaomo.

Nan Hao and Lu Wei have always thought that this "strange" person with an unfamiliar face was a protector from the Sword Qi Great Wall.

In fact, this is not the case. On the contrary, Xiao Mo followed Chen Pingan to the palace this time and visited two old friends, so that at some point, Xiao Mo could remind him that he must exercise restraint.

Chen Pingan released his five fingers, and Lu Wei's soul returned instantly. He immediately took out a purple-green talisman from his sleeve and wiped it on his neck.

An immortal who had reached a bottleneck actually fell into a state of jade without taking any action.

This kind of shame and humiliation on the mountain cannot be added to.

How to deal with this ancestor of the Lu family, Chen Pingan actually doesn't have many choices. Lu Wei is not the Silver Deer of the Immortal Hairpin City. Chen Pingan doesn't dare to peel off the soul and keep it in the confines of his own small world, so he can either refine it all

The soul made Lu Wei rely on a life-extending lamp in the family ancestral hall to learn from Huai Qian and practice again. Or it caused the other party to fall into trouble like now. The only surprise was that Lu Wei's Taoist heart was better than Chen's.

Ping An's expectations are too fragile. It is estimated that Mr. Qi and Zou Zi have left an indelible mark on Lu Wei's Taoist heart, and they must have suffered a lot.

Of course, now I barely have to count myself.

In the past few years, Chen Ping'an has always regarded the entire Lu family in China as the imaginary enemy of a great monk in the Fourteenth Realm.

Now it seems that there is no overestimation.

Even if the opponent does not have an Ascension Realm, or even an Immortal Realm, Chen Ping'an's fear of the Lu family in China will not be reduced at all.

Today's Lu Wei was only suppressed by Xiao Mo. Chen Ping'an did some things to push the situation. There was no talk of a game with the Lu family in China.

Chen Ping'an picked up the chopsticks from the table and looked at Lu Wei, whose vitality was severely damaged by today's disaster. "The mountains are high and the rivers are long, so take care of yourself."

Lu Wei seemed to be a different person, nodded and said: "People should listen to advice and bear it in their hearts."

Just now on the "road here", that man wearing a green shirt and sleeves with his hands walked side by side with Lu Wei's mind. He turned around and asked with a smile, you and I are ordinary people, are we afraid of the consequences but not the causes?

The mortal world is endless, the sea of ​​suffering is overwhelming, the world is afraid of the consequences, and the top of the mountain is afraid of the causes.

Lu Wei didn't know how to answer at that time.

Then the man in green shirt smiled and patted his belly again, and said something strange, "I'm hungry and hungry. May I ask Mr. Lu, what should I do?"

Lu Wei was still speechless.

Stopping at the table, Chen Pingan said: "Don't pester Da Li from now on. It's up to you whether you want to or not."

Lu Wei glanced at Lu Jiang.

Chen Ping'an finally smiled and said: "This time you, the Lu clan of Middle-earth, ask for swords, I, Chen Ping'an and Luo Po Shan, will officially receive the swords from now on."

Lu Wei stood up, slapped Chen Ping'an on his head, and then disappeared.

Only a confused and uncertain Nan Hairpin was left.

How about just killing that Lu Wei in one go?! Just let the tiger go back to the mountain?

Chen Pingan threw the chopsticks on the table and said with a smile: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

The hairpin is like being strangled by the neck.

It’s really a ghost scene today. I can’t say a word of my thoughts. Is it possible that I can’t even think about what’s on my mind?

Chen Ping'an pointed to the chopsticks and said, "It's a gift for you. You can use it as a hairpin to pin on your head. When you look in the mirror every day, use it to remind yourself that it is no longer Lu Jiang's southern hairpin. It is difficult to style a hairpin."

Nan Han hesitated for a moment, then picked up the chopsticks on the table.

Chen Pingan was silent for a moment and did not leave immediately.

Nan Hao didn't dare to say anything, just stood there, but now the hand holding the green bamboo chopsticks behind her had bulging veins.

As a result, the other party smiled and said, "If you accept a gift without saying thank you, who will tolerate your bad habit?"
To be continued...