Chapter 1

After late autumn, the first heavy snow will soon come. The swan's hair flew everywhere, drowning the white jade capital.

Wearing thick cotton padded jackets and tightly wrapped, the children ran on the ice to chase and fight. Even the broad Rouge River has formed an ice river. The cold brought by this heavy snow is more important than in previous years. In order to prevent the snow disaster, the monarchs and ministers of the state of Tang spared no expense in sending hundreds of Si rides. The dust swept over hundreds of prefectures and counties all the way. They invited the immortal family from Guyue mountain to open an altar in Baiyujing to practice Dharma and pray for the people thousands of miles away.

The next thing happened, but the whole country, both inside and outside the government and the public, fell into boiling.

The immortal family from Guyue mountain didn't leave after the day of magic sacrifice, and claimed to recruit heirs in Baiyujing.

That's the immortal family, which calls wind and rain, turns stone into gold and lives as long as heaven! If you can become a disciple of the immortal family, you can not only honor your ancestors, but also greatly enhance the status of the family in the state of Tang. It can be said that one person can achieve justice, and chickens and dogs rise to heaven.

The good doers will list the aristocratic family disciples who are expected to be favored by the immortal family one by one, and rank them according to their strength and reputation, followed by the list of jade.

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Baiyujing, luojiaci mansion.

The north wind roared, the snow swirled in the courtyard, and the moonlight poured into the Qingyun hall.

Finally, the head of the old man slowly opened his eyes, the virtual electricity in his eyes moved, and suddenly shouted angrily: "evil! What a evil! All my faces in the second house have been lost by this little beast!"

His drink made the ice and snow accumulated outside the hall retreat three feet. With a "Ho", the solid ice occupying most of the courtyard melted into boiling water, turned into a trace of white gas and rose into the night sky.

The face of the middle-aged man on the right side of the hall changed slightly. Fear flashed in his eyes. Then he walked out and bowed to the old man. He said with a smile: "the master's skill is unfathomable. He is no longer a loser. It is just around the corner. I admire him."

The middle-aged man said and paced towards the hall, his eyes firmly locked on the teenagers who didn't know life or death in the hall. The young man's surname is Luo Mingchuan. He is 15 years old. Before today, he was only an unknown bastard of the Luo family's second house.

"The main house and the secondary house have always been in the same spirit and have a harmonious relationship, but they were almost destroyed by the little beast Luochuan. I will take the little beast back to the main house and wait for the master to come down."

Qingyun hall covers a vast area. It takes at least 20 steps from one side to the hall, but it is crossed by middle-aged people in three steps. He shot quickly and ruthlessly. A golden black virtual shadow flashed between his five fingers and grabbed the teenager's spine!

Just then, Luo Chuan woke up and looked up to see the claw shadow with great force.

Luo Chuan wanted to turn around and avoid, but he found that he couldn't move. Just now he remembered that he was hurt and became a prisoner. He was the one who hurt him.

This man's name is Pang Guan. He is a disciple of the third childe of the main residence. He was sent by people in Baiyujing, nicknamed Tianxuan hand. His cultivation in the small ethereal realm ranks among the quasi first-class experts.

The so-called doorman, to put it bluntly, is a high-grade mixed meal.

But it would be very different if you were a disciple of young master Luo San. The third son of the Luo family is kind-hearted. He is known for his good morality and love for talents. He is also gifted. At the age of 20, he has broken through the great ethereal realm and entered the ranks of first-class experts, ranking the top three in the list of jade. Pang Guan's status as his doorman is naturally extraordinary.

Although Luo Chuan is the son of the Luo family, he is a concubine of the second house. His actual status is inferior to that of a disciple.

It should be noted that the spine is the foundation of the blood flow of the human body. Once it is damaged, the Yang Qi will be destroyed, and there will be no way of Dan martial arts. Luo Chuan has been seriously injured. If he breaks the foundation of Qi and blood operation, he will not survive the third watch of the night even if he does not die suddenly on the spot.

This evil thief clearly wants to kill me!

Luo Chuan raised his head and swept away the confusion in his eyes. His eyes were red and his face was ferocious. He was sealed by true Qi. He couldn't speak and hide. He could only stare at pangguan with cannibal eyes.

The head of the old man's eyes flashed light surprise. It seemed that he didn't expect a bastard to have such ruthlessness.

From the left side of the hall came the woman's Jiao's cry: "wait a minute."

Pang Guan's face was dark and cruel. Instead of stopping, he had more black light at the bottom of his hand.

A purple streamer, as fast as lightning, came from the left side of the hall. Pang Guan's face showed regret. His body turned into a strange fire, escaped the purple streamer, flew back, and returned to its original shape after landing.

Seven Dharma evasion!

On weekdays, Luo Chuan will be amazed, but today's life and death are at stake. How can he be in the mood to pay attention to others.

The streamer stopped in front of Luo Chuan and turned into a tall and beautiful woman.

Luo Chuan knows her. Her name is Luo Fu. She is one of the three young masters of the Luo family's second house. In terms of generation, Luo Chuan had to call his aunt.

"Lord Luo, what do you mean? Up to now, you still want to protect this beast?" Pang Guan triangle flashed a haze in his eyes. His snake like eyes gouged out Luo Fu and snorted coldly.

"No matter what Luo Chuan said, it's also my Luo family. When it's your turn to be a little disciple beast. What's more, I'm afraid it's not qualified to say this from your pangguan mouth." the beautiful woman said faintly.

Pang Guan smiled: "Pang did have a disgraceful history, but he has already reformed under the guidance of the third childe. And Luo Chuan is really despicable and shameless. He has committed a terrible crime! Even pang can't see what he has done!"

Then Pang Guan turned to the elder: "Luo Chuan molested his eldest sister-in-law. The evidence is conclusive. We should abolish his cultivation and bring it back to the master's house! This is the original words of the master. My childe is busy organizing the old prince's birthday banquet, so he ordered the younger generation to pick up people. I hope the master of the house..."

Pangguan was interrupted before he finished.

"Luo Chuan, is there really such a thing?" the old man waved his hand, untied Luo Chuan's acupoint every other space, and asked expressionless.

On the right side of Qingyun hall, the old people of the second house set their eyes on Luochuan. If it hadn't been for this, they still didn't know that Luo Chuan was a different kind of bastard like a parasite.

The unyielding eyes of the young people in the hall and their calm performance in the face of the seven Dharma dun really brightened their eyes and told them how brave they were.

They were relieved to think of what Luo Chuan had done.

In the Tang Dynasty with strict etiquette and law, ordinary people dare to ignore the ethics and molest their eldest sister-in-law!

What's more, the second house is lower than the main house. The "eldest sister-in-law" in Pang pass is the famous young lady of Luo's master's house. She is famous in Baiyujing and has a noble status.

Luo Chuan's molestation of his eldest sister-in-law was caught by the third childe on the spot and caused a great disaster. If it is publicized, it will be a bad legacy for thousands of years.

"Is there really such a thing?" the second master asked again with an emphasis.

He was falsely accused and seriously injured for no reason. Luo Chuan had already accumulated a stomach fire. He only waited to tell everything and return his innocence!

"I......" Luo Chuan was about to clarify, and a strange voice sounded in his ear.

"If you deny it, you will be handed over. Once you arrive at the Lord's house, you will not survive tonight. If you acquiesce, the Lord of the house will protect you, at least for tonight. Whether you live or die is between your thoughts."

The voice was close at hand, as if someone was lying in Luo Chuan's ear.

Luo Chuan was stunned at first, and then his heart jumped wildly. Without this person's suggestion, he may not understand the importance of the next answer.

Who's reminding me? Luo Chuan secretly glanced around.

"If you want to know where Ben Jun is, close your eyes." the man seemed to guess Luo Chuan's mind and said.

Hearing the speech, Luo Chuan was confused, but he still closed his eyes.

The next moment, the 15-year-old boy's body flashed, his eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes showed a ghost look.

After calming down, Luo Chuan closed his eyes again.

The figure appeared again, not an illusion.

"Yes, Ben Jun is in your mind," the man said.

Luo Chuan felt a chill in his heart.

In this Kung Fu, Jiao drank in her ear: "what are you stunned at? You can do it if you do it, and you can't do it if you don't. what do you want to do?"

Luo Chuan raised his head and saw Luo Fu's pretty face cold, with an unusual meaning in his eyes.

Glancing at Luo Fu, Luo Chuan glanced at the people in the second house. They all looked thoughtful and thought-provoking. Looking at the old master, I saw that although his face was gloomy and seemed to hide anger, the two iron walnuts in his hand turned smoothly, stable and powerful, showing the heart of Gu Jing bubo.

Luo Chuan vaguely understood something.

"Don't ask why. In short, don't admit it or deny it. Just die and don't open your mouth. I promise you that the head of the house will protect you. Only if you keep your life first can you have a chance to redress your grievances and repay today's humiliation." the man said again, in a determined tone.

Several thoughts flashed through his mind. Luo Chuan squeezed his fist tightly and let go.

Just bet this time!

The hall was silent and the atmosphere was a little solemn.

The leader of the second house looked deeply at Luo Chuan. Under the cover of his substantive eyes, Luo Chuan stubbornly raised his head and closed his mouth.

For a long time, the old man turned to Pang Guan and said, "wait until the old prince's birthday banquet is over. Go back to the owner. I'll talk about it myself."

Luo Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, and his tight heart strings relaxed. However, the next word of the house Lord made him fall into an ice cave.

"Luo Fu, waste his Qi pill and shut him in the backyard."

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The heavy snow covered the dark window lattice, and the roaring north wind pierced the window paper, slipped in along the gap and blew out the fire in the corner. It was no different in the room from outside.

"Go in!"

The soap clothes inner guard pushed Luo Chuan into the cabin.

Luo Chuan stumbled for two steps and stared back at the inner guard.

"Why, think you are a young master? Accept your fate." the bloated middle-aged interior guard was not shy, sneered, patted his ass and left.

Another young interior guard is two or three years older than Luo Chuan, with beautiful eyes and dark skin. He looked at Luo Chuan complicatedly and locked the door.

Sitting on the stone couch, Luo Chuan stared at the roof.

Although he narrowly escaped a disaster, he was abandoned by Qi pill, and the skills he had cultivated in five years were gone. He is just a trivial son of a concubine in the second house. He has no parents and no dependence since he was a child. Now, even the interior guards dare to show his face. It is conceivable that the situation is terrible.

Pangguan! Luojiang!

Luo Chuan's eyes flashed hatred. The reason why he fell to today's level can be said to have suffered an unwarranted disaster. The man who framed and slandered him was Luo Jiang, the third son of the Lord's house.

"The white jade capital in the sky has five cities on the twelfth floor. Do you know that the origin of your name is all in this poem."

Strange voices sounded again, some inappropriate.

Luo Chuan was stunned. He couldn't help but ignite a glimmer of hope in his heart: "who are you?"

The voice was silent for a moment, as if considering: "you can call me Jiulong Jun."

Kowloon king?

Luo Chuan tried to remember, but he gave up for a long time. This name is not only unheard of and unheard of, but also very strange and awkward. It doesn't seem to be a title in the Tang Dynasty.

How did he appear in my mind? What is he going to do?

"I can still keep calm at the moment. You are brave enough."

The man's voice was calm, warm and mellow, like the spring breeze, which made people unconsciously feel good: "I have no malice to you. Not only do I have no malice, I have a small gift."

Huh? He can hear me!

Close your eyes, Luo Chuan saw the man again.

It was a man wearing a gray dragon pattern crane feather cloak. He was tall and simple. From his appearance, he was only thirty or forty years old, but his temples were already gray, and his eyes showed the vicissitudes and wisdom of the world. His temperament is even more unspeakable. If you don't look at it, you will see that it is as lofty and vigorous as a mountain, which makes people look up to it infinitely.

Suddenly, an idea came out and Luo Chuan's heart beat faster.

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