After late autumn, the first heavy snow soon came. Swan feathers flew everywhere, flooding Bai Yujing.

The children wore thick cotton jackets, wrapped tightly, and ran on the ice to chase and fight. Even the wide Yanzhi River formed an ice river, and the coldness brought by this heavy snow was even more heavy than in previous years. In order to prevent snow disasters, the Tang Dynasty rulers and ministers spared no expense and sent a hundred horses to ride, and smoke and dust all the way across hundreds of prefectures and counties. They invited immortals from Guyue Mountain to cast spells in Baiyujing, pray for blessings to the people of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

What happened next made the whole country, the government, the country and the country, and the outside world.

The immortal family from Guyue Mountain did not leave after casting spells and sacrificed to heaven, and claimed that they would recruit descendants in Baiyujing.

That is an immortal family, a fairy family that calls the wind and rain, turns stones into gold, and lives with the sky! If they can become disciples of the immortal family, they can not only shine their ancestors, but also greatly enhance the family's status in the Tang Kingdom. It can be said that one person has attained the Tao and the chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.

Those who are engaging in the fun will list the disciples of aristocratic families who are expected to be favored by the immortals one by one, and rank them according to their strength and fame, and then there will be a jade list.

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Bai Yujing, Luo Jiaci Mansion.

The north wind whistles, the flying snow circulates in the courtyard, and the moonlight pours into the Qingyun Hall like water.

Finally, the old man in the head slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with lightning, and he suddenly shouted angrily: "Corruption! It's really a crime! All my faces in the second mansion were thrown away by this little beast!"

His sniff made the ice and snow that had accumulated outside the hall for several days retreat three feet behind. With a "wavy" sound, the ice that occupied most of the courtyard melted into boiling water, turned into a slight white air, and rose into the night sky.

The middle-aged man on the right side of the lower head of the hall changed slightly, fear flashed in his eyes, and then he walked out, bowed to the old man, and laughed: "The master's skills are unfathomable and are no longer inferior to the master of the family. He is just around the corner to win the scattered world, and I admire him."

The middle-aged man was walking into the hall while talking, his eyes firmly locking at the young man who was ignorant of life and death in the hall. The young man's surname was Luo Mingchuan, and he was fifteen years old this year. Before today, he was just unknown concubines in the Luo family's mansion.

"The Lord's Mansion and the Secondary Mansion have always been in the same spirit and have a harmonious relationship, but they are almost ruined by the little beast Luo Chuan. The younger generation will take the little beast back to the main mansion and wait for the head to make a comeback."

Qingyun Hall covers a large area, and it takes at least twenty steps from one side to the hall, but the middle-aged man took three steps. He took action quickly and ruthlessly, and a circle of golden crow-like phantom flashed between his five fingers, and he grabbed the boy's spine!

Just then, Luo Chuan woke up slowly and looked up and saw the claw shadow wrapped in huge force.

Luo Chuan wanted to turn over and avoid it, but found that he could not move. He remembered that he was injured and became a prisoner. The one who injured him was the one who committed the murder in front of him.

This person is named Pang Guan, and he is a disciple of the third son of the Lord's Mansion. He is nicknamed Tianxuan Hand in Baiyujing. He has a cultivation level in the Little Eagle Realm and has become one of the top-notch masters.

To put it bluntly, the so-called disciple is a high-end deal.

But if it were the disciples of Mr. Luo, it would be very different. The third son of the Luo family was kind and had a reputation for being virtuous and talented. He was even more talented. He had already broken through the Great Ethereal Realm at the age of 20 and entered the ranks of first-class masters, and firmly ranked among the top three on the uncensored jade list. As his disciple, Pang Guan's identity was naturally extraordinary.

Although Luo Chuan is the son of the Luo family, he is a concubine's son of the next mansion. His actual status is worse than that of a family member.

It should be noted that the spine is the root of the human body's qi and blood exchange. Once damaged, the yang energy will be destroyed and there will be no way to alchemy and martial arts. Luo Chuan is seriously injured. If the root of the qi and blood circulation is cut off, even if he does not die suddenly on the spot, he will not be able to survive tonight's third update.

This evil thief clearly wants to kill me!

Luo Chuan raised his head, the confusion in his eyes swept away, his eyes were red and his face was ferocious. He was sealed by the true energy, his mouth could not speak, his body could not hide, and he could only stare at Pang Guan with a man-eating gaze.

The old man in the head looked surprised in his eyes, as if he didn't expect that the concubine's son would be so ruthless.

The woman's roar came from the left side of the hall: "Let's wait."

Pang Guan's face was vicious, and not only did he stop, his hands were even more lit.

A purple streamer was as fast as lightning, shooting from the left side of the hall. Pang Guan's face showed regret, and his body turned into a ball of strange fire, avoiding the purple streamer, flew backwards, and then landed on the ground and returned to his original form.

Seven methods of escape!

On weekdays, Luo Chuan would definitely be amazed, but today's life and death are at stake, so he would not be in the mood to pay attention to other things.

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

Luo Chuan recognized her. The woman was named Luo Fu, one of the three young masters of the Luo Family Mansion. In terms of seniority, Luo Chuan had to call her aunt.

"Young Master Luo, what do you mean? At this point, I still want to protect this beast?" Pang Guan Sanjiao's eyes flashed with haze, and his venomous gaze was fiercely lit up at Luo Fu's plump and straight peaks, and he snorted coldly.

"No matter what Luo Chuan says, it's my Luo family. When will it be your turn to be a small disciple and beast? What's more, you may not be qualified to say this from your Pang Guan." The beautiful woman said lightly.

Pang Guan smiled: "Pang did have a disgraceful history, but under the guidance of the third prince, he has already reformed himself. And Luo Chuan is really despicable and shameless, and he is extremely guilty! Even Pang can't stand what he does!"

As he said that, Pang Guan turned to the old man at the top: "Luo Chuan molested his eldest sister-in-law, and the evidence was conclusive. He should depose his cultivation and take him back to the main mansion to commit suicide! This is the original words of the head of the family. My son was busy organizing the old lady's birthday party, so he ordered his juniors to come and get people. I hope the head of the house..."

Pang Guan was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"Luo Chuan, is this really the case?" The old man waved his hand and untied Luo Chuan's hole from the air, asking expressionlessly.

On the right side of Qingyun Hall, the elderly people in the secondary mansion turned their attention to Luo Chuan. If this was not the case, they would not have known that among the parasitic illegitimate sons, Luo Chuan, there would be an alien.

The unyielding eyes of the boys in the hall and the calm performance of facing the seven-play escape technique really made them lit up, and they thought to themselves that they were so brave.

Thinking of Luo Chuan’s actions, they were relieved.

In the Tang Dynasty, where the ethical rules and regulations are strict, it is not something that ordinary people dare to do!

What's more, the second mansion is already a low-level mansion. The "Sister-in-law" in Pang Guan's mouth is the famous young lady of the Luo family's mansion. She is famous in Bai Yujing and has a noble status, which is extraordinary.

Luo Chuan molested his eldest sister-in-law and was arrested on the spot by the third son, causing a huge disaster. If it spreads, it will be infamous forever.

"Is this really the case?" the second-official owner emphasized and asked again.

He was framed for no reason and was beaten seriously injured. Luo Chuan had already accumulated a lot of anger and just waited to tell everything and keep his innocence!

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

"If you deny it, you will definitely be handed over. Once you arrive at the Lord's Mansion, you will not be able to live tonight. If you agree, the Lord will protect you, at least protect you tonight. Whether you are born or die is just in your thoughts."

The voice was so close that it seemed like someone was lying in Luo Chuan's ear and talking.

Luo Chuan was stunned at first, then his heart was beating wildly. If this person hadn't mentioned it, he might not have understood the importance of the next answer.

Who is reminding me? Luo Chuan secretly glanced around.

"If you want to know where I am, close your eyes." The man seemed to guess Luo Chuan's thoughts and said.

Upon hearing this, Luo Chuan was confused, but he still closed his eyes.

The next moment, the fifteen-year-old boy swayed and suddenly opened his eyes, with a look of ghosts in his eyes.

After calming down, Luo Chuan closed his eyes again.

The figure appeared again, not an illusion.

"That's right, I'm in your mind." The man said.

Luo Chuan felt a little chill in his heart.

At this moment, a whispered voice rang in my ears: "What's the matter with you? You'll do it after doing it, and you won't do it without doing it. What's the point of thinking about?"

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

His eyes flew over Luo Fu, and Luo Chuan looked at the people in the lower palace, and they all showed their faces of fun and their eyes were intriguing. When he looked at the elderly master, he saw that although his face was gloomy and seemed to be filled with anger, the two iron walnuts in his hand were rotating smoothly, smooth and powerful, showing Gu Jingbubo's heart.

Luo Chuan vaguely understood something.

"Don't ask why. In short, don't admit it or deny it. Just die and never speak. I promise you that the lord of the mansion will protect you. Only by saving your life first can you have the chance to clear your grievances and repay today's humiliation." The man said again, his tone of confidence.

Several thoughts flashed through his mind, and Luo Chuan clenched his fists and let them go.

Forget it, just bet this time!

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

The second-hand mansion master looked at Luo Chuan deeply. Under the gaze of reality, Luo Chuan stubbornly raised his head and closed his mouth.

After a long time, the old man turned to Pang Guan: "I will talk about this matter after the old lady's birthday party. You go back, the head of the family, I will go and talk about it."

Luo Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, his tense heartstrings relaxed, but the following words from the Lord of the Mansion made him fall into an ice cave.

"Luo Fu, he used his Qi Dan to be put into the backyard."

...

The snow was filled with black window lattices, the howling north wind pierced the window paper, slipped into the gap, and blew out the fire in the corners. The room was as cold as outside.

"Get in!"

The soapy inner guard pushed Luo Chuan into the hut.

Luo Chuan staggered two steps and turned around to stare at the inner guard.

"Why, you still think that you are a young master? Please accept your fate." The bloated middle-aged inner guard was not timid, and sneered twice, patted his butt and left.

Another young inner guard was two or three years older than Luo Chuan, with beautiful eyebrows and dark skin. He looked at Luo Chuan in complexity and locked the door.

Sitting down on the stone couch, Luo Chuan stared at the roof with wide eyes.

Although he escaped by luck, he was deprived of Qi Dan and his five years of cultivation were gone. He was just an insignificant son of the secondary mansion, and he had no support since childhood. Now, even the inner guard dared to show him his face, and the situation was terrible.

Pang Guan! Luo Jiang!

A hatred flashed through Luo Chuan's eyes. The reason why he fell to this point was that he suffered an unrestrained disaster. The person who framed and slandered him was named Luo Jiang, and he was the third son of the Lord's Mansion who was lofty.

"The White Jade Capital in the sky, the twelve floors and five cities. Do you know that the origin of your White Jade Capital is all in this poem."

The strange voice sounded again, a little out of place.

Luo Chuan was stunned for a moment, and a glimmer of hope ignited in his heart: "Who are you?"

The voice was silent for a moment, as if thinking: "You can call me Jiulongjun."

Kowloon Lord?

Luo Chuan tried hard to recall, but he gave up for a long time. This name is not only unheard of and unseen, but also very strange and difficult to pronounce, not like the title of the Tang people.

How did he appear in my mind? What did he do?

"You can still stay calm at this moment. You are really brave enough."

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

Hum? He can hear my thoughts!

Closed his eyes, Luo Chuan saw the man again.

He was a man wearing a gray dragon-patterned crane feather buckle. He had a high figure and a simple face. He was only thirty or forty years in terms of appearance, but his temples were already gray, and his eyes showed the vicissitudes and wisdom of seeing through the worldly feelings. His temperament was even more indescribable. If he didn't look at it, he would look at it. At first glance, he was like a mountain with a majestic and vigorous height, making people look up to it infinitely.
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