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Chapter 121 Beiluo is not broken, protect your life for your father(2/2)

Although the Dao Sect is one of the hundreds of schools of thought, it has been closed for a long time, except for the Dao Sect who can go down the mountain to experience it when walking.

Many disciples of the Taoist sect are at most mutual exchanges among disciples.

Some have never even seen blood.

Therefore, they were afraid of Nie Changqing's murderous intent.

"Four."

Nie Changqing leaned on the pig-killing knife, raised his head, felt the wind in the Taoist sect, and slowly said.

Below, the old Taoist stopped scolding and looked at Miao Renyu in the distance.

"Take me away, pull me away!"

The increasingly solemn murderous intent of Nie Changqing made the old Taoist heart... feel weak.

Miao Renyu hesitated for a moment and walked to Nie Changqing, wanting to take the old Taoist elder away.

However.

A black pig-killing knife suddenly fell down.

There was a "puff".

Punch the old Taoist body through.

The old Taoist howled and his eyes almost burst out.

I felt so good at tearing the letter at the beginning, but now I screamed in panic...

This is all retribution.

"Changqing..."

Miao Renyu's hand shook and she couldn't help but speak.

Nie Changqing ignored him.

Still looking up and feeling the wind in the mountains.

"three."

Miao Renyu looked at the strange and indifferent Nie Changqing, and his expression changed constantly.

He ignored the old Taoist and shot out.

The old Taoist who was stabbed by a pig's knife became more and more frightened. He felt as if he had been abandoned.

...

Beiluo, the island in the middle of the lake.

Lu Fan leaned against the wheelchair and couldn't help laughing. He was worthy of being a disciple of Bai Yujing. Nie Changqing's temper was indeed as good as Lu Fan.

"The scholars of this Taoist sect have something to do. They can actually use qi and blood as a formation. If they come into contact with spiritual energy, they may create many formations that can create miracles."

Lu Fan took a sip of wine and squinted his eyes.

In this world, there are many talented people, and Lu Fan is not surprised.

Lu Fan picked up a chess piece and rubbed it gently.

"The secret realm of Dragon Gate is opened, and the dragon species should be almost born..."

Lu Fan was pondering.

"It's hard to say whether this move can make Bai Yujing a real transcendent force..."

"People in the world today may know that Bai Yujing is very strong, but... they are more curious about Bai Yujing, and there may not be much awe. After this time, perhaps people are not just curious about Bai Yujing."

Just as Lu Fan was pondering.

There were heavy footsteps.

But Lu Changkong walked up the pavilion.

"Father?"

Lu Fan was slightly stunned.

"Fan'er, I heard from Ni Yu that you haven't been sleeping for several days?"

Lu Changkong held a purple lunch box in his hand and placed it on the sandalwood table.

"Practice is good, but you should pay attention to rest... Don't be tired of yourself, you should pay attention to your diet and rest."

Lu Changkong opened the lunch box while reminding him.

He took a wooden spoon and scooped a bowl of porridge.

"For my father, I asked the chef to make your favorite eight-treasure porridge. Come and try it."

Lu Changkong scooped the porridge in a blue and white porcelain bowl and placed it in front of Lu Fan.

Lu Fan looked at the monkey and fell silent.

This bowl of porridge made his heart feel as if it was electrocuted.

Lu Fan has always felt that he was a lonely person in this world.

Just face this world with a mission mentality to improve this world.

He is cold and arrogant.

It is possible that this physical mentality affected Lu Fan. His original inferiority and autism mentality made Lu Fan feel a little indifferent to family and friendship.

In fact, Lu Fan also longs for family and friendship in his heart.

He would occasionally smile at Ni Yu who was sticking out his butt and farting, and would be envious when he watched Jing Yue and Nie Shuang play.

He picked up the blue and white porcelain bowl.

Scoop a spoonful of them into the mouth, it was very sweet.

It made Lu Fan feel a little sweet.

"Thank you father."

Lu Fandao.

"Oh, eat more if you taste good."

Lu Changkong laughed, rubbed his hands, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were stacked.

"Then you eat, and you have to go to the city tower for your father. Don't be tired of your body. Pay attention to rest more and do not rush to practice for a while. So what if you become the best in the world? As long as Beiluo is not broken, I will protect you for your life. "

Lu Changkong said with a smile.

"By the way, my father asked Uncle Luo Yue to bring some elite troops into the Dragon Gate Secret Realm. As soon as the eight Dragon Gate Secret Realms came out, the world's pattern was about to change, and Beiluo City should also make some changes."

Lu Fan scooped a spoonful of porridge and said.

Lu Changkong was stunned, then he became solemn, nodded and left Bai Yujing.

After Lu Changkong left, Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair and continued to drink porridge.

Ni Yu hid behind the railing and poked half of her head out.

Lu Fan glanced at him, his face remained unchanged, and said, "Come over if you want to eat, don't look at him, I can't finish it alone."

Ni Yu immediately smiled happily, drooled, and jumped from behind the railing.

...

Above the Taoist sect.

"two."

Nie Changqing's faint voice lingered throughout the Daping.

Around Daping, many disciples of the Taoist sect remained silent, leaving only Nie Changqing's voice lingering in the wind.

I glanced at the people around me, then glanced at the powerful aura emitted from the direction of Zhaixing Peak.

Nie Changqing sighed.

He pulled out the pig-killing knife, and the old Taoist in pain made a sound of gasping in the air.

"evil……"

The old Taoist opened his mouth hideously, trying to say something.

However……

The next moment, my eyes went dark and before I finished speaking, I stopped abruptly.

"one."

Nie Changqing exhaled.

In his hand, the pig-killing knife gently cut through the old Taoist's neck...

A head rolled down a meter, especially with incredible feelings.
Chapter completed!
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