A deafening noise, six consecutive sounds!

The body explosion sound is a master. The more explosive it is, the deeper the master's strength is.

Chen Beixun wore a blue Confucian shirt and a jade crown on his head, making him look elegant and handsome.

His beautiful beard is neatly maintained today, and even combed it with water soaked with petals, making his beautiful beard exude a unique fragrance.

However, I just stepped into Lu Fan's yard.

Then I heard the deafening sound of the master's body, and the powerful qi and blood came over.

His beautiful beard was blown away and scattered.

His eyes fell in the yard in the distance, Lu Fan was sitting in a wheelchair, with a thin wool blanket covering his thighs, and the sun shone, making him feel lazy.

In front of Lu Fan, Nie Changqing sat cross-legged, and the six-tone strange sound of the master came from his body.

Master Six Lottery!

Chen Beixun's heart sank.

Such a master warrior, looking at the entire Zhou Dynasty, can be regarded as a first-class warrior!

He knew Nie Changqing, the tenth "unparalleled sword" of the Taoist sect.

He did not expect that Nie Changqing not only did not die, but also recovered his cultivation level, made another breakthrough, and entered the six sounds!

Now that Nie Changqing is added, there are three masters in the Lu Mansion. What a shocking power!

"Xiao Chen, I came very early."

Lu Fan leaned on the wheelchair and was playing with a black chess piece in his hand. The chess piece seemed to be made of pebbles. It shone in the sun, shining, refreshing and round, and had a great feel.

"It's not too early, it's not too early. Bei Xun is impatient to send Mr. Lu's land deed."

"After Mr. Lu left yesterday, Bei Xun immediately rushed to Liu's Mansion and Zhu's Mansion and discussed the land deeds of Zuichen Pavilion with the two princes. The princes of the two families learned that it was Lu's need, and they had a great time talking with Bei Xun, and they were all happy."

Chen Beixun bent his waist slightly and smiled.

Nie Changqing, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes, glanced at Chen Beixun, and disappeared the excitement on his face. He stood up, pressed the pig-killing knife that was pressing against his waist, and stood behind Lu Fan.

Serious and meticulous, full of the unique oppression of the master.

Behind Chen Beixun are two young men in brocade clothes.

They are obviously also martial artists, with their temples bulging and their qi and blood.

However, I think my cultivation is only about a second-rate warrior.

When he first entered the yard, he was frightened by the six loud noises of Nie Changqing.

"Mr. Lu."

Liu, Zhu's princes hurriedly squeezed out a smile at Lu Fan.

Lu Fan glanced at the two of them, sat in a wheelchair and nodded slightly, too lazy to answer.

"I have a crush on Zuichen Pavilion. Do you have any objections?"

Lu Fan lowered his head and played with the chess pieces, saying.

Liu Ye secretly glanced at Chen Beixun, then narrowed his eyes and said, "Young Master Lu's fancy, how dare we have any objections?"

Zhu family’s prince, Zhu Yishan smiled respectfully.

The two took out the land deed from their arms, Nie Changqing took a step forward, glanced at them, took the land deed, and handed it to Lu Fan.

Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan's face turned red, and Nie Changqing's unconcealed master's blood made them grateful as if they were needles on their backs.

"Mr. Lu, who is this senior?"

Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan are different from Chen Beixun. They are not from various schools of thought, so they do not recognize Nie Changqing, so they try to ask.

"Oh... Old Nie, he is my coachman."

Lu Fan turned the land deed, without raising his head, and said lightly.

In the distance, Chen Beixun, who was standing smiling, froze.

The Tenth Unparalleled Sword of the Dao Sect... became Lu Fan's coachman?

"Car...the coachman?!"

Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan looked at each other, sucked in air, and their hearts were filled with shock.

Master Liuxiang is a coachman?

The emperor doesn't have this treatment!

"very good."

Lu Fan bounced two land deeds in his hand, plus the land deeds handed over by Chen Beixun.

From now on, the surname of Zuichen Pavilion will be Lu.

When Lu Fan thought of this, he felt very happy.

The sun shone on Lu Fan's face with red lips and white teeth, and the erect fluff seemed to be visible.

"It's better to choose a date than to meet the day. Let's go to Zuichen Pavilion to take a look now."

Lu Fan chuckled, then took a deep look at Chen Beixun, who stood aside, lowered his eyebrows and headed.

Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan's eyes also flashed, and a smile appeared on their faces.

"Old Nie, prepare the car."

"Sister Ning, push me out of the house."

Lu Fan tapped his fingers on the thin blanket and said.

Nie Changqing retreated silently.

Ning Zhaoling swayed and quietly flashed behind Lu Fan, put his soft hands on the wheelchair and slowly pushed them.

Chen Beixun, Liu Ye, and Zhu Yishan were smiling and retreating, walking behind Lu Fan.

Ni Yu was stairing, her baby's fat little face was full of grievances, and her big eyes were staring at Lu Fan.

The young master went out to play, not take her...

After winning the game, she... fell out of favor?!

"Xiao Ni, carry the chessboard on her back and keep up."

Lu Fan supported his chin with one hand, glanced at the aggrieved Ni Yu, couldn't help laughing, and said.

"Okay!"

Ni Yu immediately smiled, and the grievances on her face were wiped out.

Then, he carried the chessboard and followed Lu Fan with all his steps.

As for Nie Shuang in the yard, he was still stubbornly stanced.

Leave the Lu Mansion.

Outside the mansion.

An exquisite carriage was parked.

The person who pulled the carriage was a sweaty horse, and there was a white breath in his nose.

Nie Changqing sat on the side of the car frame, leisurely rolling up a horse whip.

This is a carriage specially made by Lu Fan’s craftsmen. The doors are on the side and can be placed in a slope for the wheelchair to slide into the car.

The carriage is also an expanded version, with a larger interior space, and is filled with soft cotton and laid with hand-woven brocade. While ensuring comfort, it will not make people feel cramped.

After Ning Zhao pushed the wheelchair into the carriage, he put on his silk skirt and sat on the other side of the carriage frame.

As for Ni Yu, she got the license from Lu Fan, hugged the chessboard and happily crawled into the carriage.

Nie Changqing glanced at Chen Beixun and the other two and ignored it.

The horse whip is raised in his hand.

Bang!

A loud scream.

The high-rise horse hooves fell on the blue brick official road and galloped out.

Chen Beixun looked at the carriage that was leaving, stroked his long beard, and his eyes flashed through.

Soon, a servant brought a horse, and the three of them took the whip, turned over the horse, and followed them one after another.

...

The carriage galloped on the official road at a very fast speed.

Although Nie Changqing had never been a coachman, it was still easy to control a sweat-blooded horse with his master's force.

Beiluo City is very prosperous. After all, it is based on the imperial capital, and there are tall buildings on both sides of the main axis.
To be continued...