The latter nodded and said with a gentle smile: "Let's go."
Wrapped in immortal power, the three figures instantly passed through the ladder gate.
...
Wuchen Fairyland, Eastern Region, Lu Family.
Two months ago, Lu Qian received a mysterious jade slip, and the other party proposed to join forces with the Lu family to eradicate Suning.
Faced with this insincere alliance and a perfect plan that was not yet true or false, although Lu Qian was moved, he did not dare to give a hasty reply.
Yes, he always dreamed of solving Suning's troubles and ending the karma of life and death that he was forced to plant when he was a member of the Huaxia Immortal Guard.
However, he is not just a person, not just a rootless cultivator named Lu and Qian.
He bears the surname of the Lu family of the Eastern Region on his head, and is a genuine disciple of the Lu family.
Even though he is a collateral disciple, his father Lu Yaoxing is the sixth elder of the Lu family after all.
He had to think about his parents and from the overall perspective of stabilizing the safety of the family.
However, he never expected that the jade slip of unknown origin would come from the hands of that person, a peerless strong man who Lu Qian could not find any reason to refuse, and who saw hope for a way out of it.
Therefore, he agreed, resolutely and resolutely.
With the mediation of his father Lu Yaoxing, he persuaded the entire Lu family to help him.
Suning, Suning, the direct disciple of Wuchen Immortal Palace, he will die.
What he held was a desperate and firm belief, a blind and unconditional trust in that person, and he wanted to use this to break the desperate situation that should be inescapable.
Seven days, Lu Qian waited for seven days, and the top brass of the Lu family also waited for seven days.
Everyone was restless and couldn't sleep all night.
Until only one of the eighteen dead soldiers sent by the Lu family came back, until the jade edict was handed down from Wuchen Immortal Palace.
At that moment, Lu Qian collapsed to the ground, his heart filled with despair.
He knew that he was doomed and that there was no way he could survive.
Together with the Lu family, which has nearly 100,000 members, it will no longer exist and will completely disappear from the Wuchen Fairyland.
What they are waiting for is the ant in the small world named Suning.
Wait until he comes and let him slaughter you.
Lu Qian hated it. He hated that the month after the failure of his plan was like a year, and he drank to drown his sorrows day and night.
He is the sinner of the family and deserves to die to apologize.
Sadly, his life is no longer under his control.
He wanted to die but couldn't, and suffered a lot of suffering.
"Well......"
In a dim corner of the garden, the drunken Lu Qian burped, leaning on the rockery with disheveled hair, grinning stupidly at the ethereal sky, his expression gradually becoming ferocious.
"We are all citizens of the immortal world, and we are all living beings. My fate is determined by others and not by myself."
"Hahaha, why, tell me why?"
He laughed loudly, shook his head in a drunken state, and said: "As for China's affairs, as an Immortal Guard, it is my duty to preserve the secret of the Qi of Creation."
"I asked myself if I had done nothing wrong, what could I have done wrong?"
Filled with rage, he smashed the wine jar with one punch, staggered to his feet and said, "You want me to die, I admit it."
"It's my fault, no one else is to blame."
"But my Lu family has nearly 100,000 people, and my parents..."
"They, they are innocent."
"Hahahaha..."
Laughing heart-breakingly, Lu Qian knelt on his knees, raising his head sluggishly, feeling the cool breeze in the night.
The wind is actually not cold.
What was cold was his almost solidified heart, as if frozen by ice and snow.
Then, he saw a bright moon rising from a distance and setting over the Lu family mansion.
The bright moonlight shines freely, interweaving in thousands of ways.
"Lu Qian, fight with me."
A young man stepped out from under the moonlight, his fighting spirit suddenly bursting out.
"boom."
The identity tokens of the direct disciples of Wuchen Immortal Palace came one after another, and the word "Suning" rose into the sky in the scarlet blood light.
