In the capital city, the construction of Lujia is in full swing.

Lu Fan himself began to prepare for the temporary state of Wu'an.

Deep street, in the old lane.

Lu Fan sat in the tavern of Dongpang and drank a lot of liquor.

Beside him, there are only thirteen and Xiao Hei. Others are still resting or practicing.

"Lu fan, it's hard to rest for a few days. Even if you don't plan to stay in Wu'an, chaos doesn't plan to go, just run out. Is that right. "

Dongpang took a jar of wine and sat down beside Lu Fan.

The whole capital, devastated by the ice sage, has become broken. Only dongpangzi's shop still looks the same.

Maybe it's because the shop is very shabby.

The wind sat not far away, quietly drinking wine.

He wanted to come forward and have a drink with Lu fan, but Dong Pang stopped him with his eyes.

Lu Fan takes a look at the breeze and throws the wine jar to the breeze.

After that, Lu Fan looked up at Dong Pang and said, "if I don't solve the matter of Wu'an completely, I won't go to chaos at ease. Elder, give me a few more days. When I get things back, I will definitely go to chaos with you. "

Dongpang shook his head and said:" things are always busy. Just go if you want. I'll stay here a little longer. When you come back, call me, "Lu Fan nodded," I will be back soon. "

drink the rest of the wine, and Lu Fan turned and walked out of Dongpang's restaurant.

Behind him, thirteen followed suit.

Lu Fan nods to thirteen. Immediately, thirteen will empty boat out.

Two words don't say, two people turned over the boat.

Immediately, the void broke open, and their figures disappeared.

When they reappeared, they left far away from Wu'an's emptiness.

Lu Fan didn't tell anyone about this trip.

Including senior brother Han Feng, father, grandfather and others, Lu Fan didn't tell them. I just said that I had a little feeling and I wanted to go out and practice.

For Lu fan, of course, they are 100 at ease.

I'm afraid there is no place in Wu'an that Lu fan can't go.

There are basically no places that can pose a threat to Lu Fan.

But they could not imagine that Lu Fan was not wandering in Wu'an at all, but was going to leave Wu'an for another place.

The name of this place is the northern kingdom.

Lu Fan deliberately waited for a few days, which was to give Bing Sheng time to escape.

As long as Bingsheng is sure that no one pursues, no one follows. She is sure to go back to the northern kingdom ten times.

Lu fan, however, only needs to go to the northern kingdom of divinity and give her a final blow.

Those who hate Wu'an and may come back to Lu's family at any time.

As long as Lu Fan thought about it, he would feel a thorn in his heart.

Now in Wu'an, only he and Dongpang can guarantee the victory over Bingsheng.

Once Dongpang goes to chaos with him, who is the opponent of Bingsheng in Wu'an.

If Bingsheng comes again, will Wu'an fall into a more terrible crisis.

Last time, their Lu family got away with it. This time, can they still get away with it.

Every time I think of this, Lu fan is determined to cut the grass and root.

Just like the Mo family in those days, if it is not slaughtered clean, the trouble will never be peaceful.

In the void, the figures of Lu Fan and XIII flicker.

The empty boat under my feet is more than ten times faster than usual.

The same thing, in different people's hands, plays a different effect. It can only explain the problem of ability.

At that time, Lu Fan was driven by his own vigorous Qi. Now, Lu fan has been able to let the empty boat move forward under the drive of the power of the avenue, which is naturally faster.

"Thirteen, after you go to the northern kingdom of God, it's still the old rule. You wait for me outside."

Thirteen clear nod. What Lu Fan said is what he said.

If there is a person in the world who can fully believe in Lu Fan without reservation and will not question anything about Lu fan, then it must be no doubt.

He stood behind Lu Fan and gave out strength to help him speed up his empty boat.

Lu Fan holds the empty map he got when he went to the Dansheng Kingdom, and his eyes are fixed on the direction of the northern kingdom.

Since you Bingsheng can come to Wu'an to make a big fuss, Lu fan can also go to northern Shenguo to do a good job of sabotage.

One for one, one for one.

Lu Fan's current practice can also be described as tit for tat and eye for eye.

But there is no smile on Lu Fan's face, only the murderous spirit contained in the calm.

Even the little black drunk on Lu Fan's shoulder felt Lu Fan's killing intention surging. Xiaohei also grinned.

After his death, Wu'an gradually went away until it disappeared.

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The northern kingdom of God.

Tiange, the state religion of northern Shenguo, is also the actual ruler of northern Shenguo.

The Lord of heaven Pavilion, though not the Lord of the northern kingdom in name. But in fact, when the Lord of the northern kingdom of God saw Bingsheng, the Lord of Tiange Pavilion, he would kneel to salute.

Unlike Lu fan, who has a town name, Tiange is not only the object of worship, but also the sustenance of spirit in the hearts of the people of northern Shenguo.

It's hard to see the green plants in Beishen because of the snow and ice all year round.

The Tiange, which gives them strength and teaches them to fight against wild animals and nature, is like a Tiangong hidden in the snow mountain.

The people in Tiange are all gods sent by snow God.

So no matter when the God is in the sky Pavilion, under the snow peak, there are countless figures kneeling all the year round.

They either worship the mountains, or seek strength, or repent their sins.

No matter how bleak the wind and snow, the figure is always a dark one.

But these two days, this situation seems to have changed.

Tiange ordered that no one should be within a thousand miles of Tiange.

In recent days, it seems that Tiange is greeting some foreign strongmen.

Only to hear the sound of the mountain whizzing, is one after another, a shining light, rushed into the Tiange, came to the main hall of the Tiange.

Today it is the same again. Bingsheng looks at several figures appearing at the gate of the main hall, and his face looks bright again.

"Please take a seat,"

Bingsheng waved and smiled.

You are welcome. I just sat on one side.

At this time, at a glance, all kinds of people were sitting in the Tiange hall.

The breath is not weak, but obviously, it is not from a place. A group of people are chattering.

"Quiet,"

Bingsheng can't help but roar.

At this moment, all the people stopped.

An old man who seems to be over the age of 80 and whose beard is about to drag to the ground laughs: "master Bingsheng, are you sick?"