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Chapter 23 Tu Lu

Just when Wen Xuan visited Cui's house at night, Lu Zi'an racked his brains to keep Cui Yichen.

However, no matter how many solutions Lu Zian thought of, the reality was the kind he did not expect.

As soon as Cui Yichen entered the door, he was like a firecracker, "Brother Zi'an, will you marry Yanmei?"

Lu Zian was stunned, stunned.

Cui Yichen approached Lu Zi'an, forced him to ask, and looked at him, "Do you marry Yanmei?"

Lu Zi'an's face turned red and white, and white and red again.

The words "not marry." are loud and loud.

Cui Yichen smiled contemptuously, opened the folding fan in his hand and glanced away, "Brother Zi'an, my father is my father, I am me, my father is a gentleman, I am not. He has been the dominant man for a thousand years, and soon I, Cui, will replace him." As he said that, he suddenly turned his head and stared at Lu Zi'an's eyes, "Work Yanmei, what is the place that insults you?"

Lu Zian was speechless for a moment. "I treat Yanmei as a sister like a blood, and I have no unreasonable thoughts."

Cui Yichen sneered, "I just look down on me, Cui, needless to say, so high-sounding."

Lu Zian just woke up at this time. He had prepared so many things to say to Cui Yichen, but why did he stay around Yanmei for a long time?

"Yi, listen to me, the Meng family has been dominant for thousands of years. For the past thousand years, the Meng family has only followed the leader. Even if the Meng family does evil, no one dares to speak out, which has led to the continuous expansion of Meng Hanjiang, killing innocent people indiscriminately, and harming teachers and friends, and falling into madness. But now it is different. The four major families are restrained, and the world is peaceful, and the people are happy to work. As long as we try our best to maintain the current balance, isn't it a peaceful world? How many innocent lives can be preserved, and how many ordinary people can live their lives with peace of mind."

Cui Yichen frowned impatiently while fiddling with his folding fan.

Without waiting for Lu Zi'an to say it, he interrupted and said, "Brother Zi'an, what you said is peaceful has nothing to do with me. I also want a peaceful world, but under the control of my Cui family, I will not hide it from you. I never thought of getting along well with other aristocratic families."

A cunning and cruel look flashed in Cui Yichen's eyes, "Although I can't do anything to other families now, it won't be too long. You will all crawl at my feet and surrender to me, Cui."

Lu Zian almost fainted. He did not expect Cui Yichen to be so straightforward and shameless.

"Yichen, is Cui's greatness or I, Lu's greatness? Isn't it enough for you to be alert to the end of the Meng family? Only when the world is peaceful and the people are happy can we practice with full spirit."

Cui Yichen curled his lips again, put away his folding fan, and slapped it on the palm of his left hand. "I knew it was not in touch with you. I would like to talk to you today, so that I would give you the last chance to marry Yanmei, and then Lu and I Cui will be like a family, but if you refuse, then my Cui family's number one enemy will be your Lu family. Then, don't blame me for not being missed with the past."

After saying that, I lifted my legs and walked out.

Lu Zian grabbed him, "You can't leave, Yichen, what do you want to do? Do you want to be an enemy of everyone?"

Cui Yichen smiled proudly and opened Lu Zi'an's hand, "So what, so what if you are enemies with everyone, who am I afraid of?"

Lu Zian grabbed Cui Yichen's clothes tightly and refused to let go.

"Let me go! I'll say the last time!"

Lu Zian said firmly, "Don't let go, Yi, unless you change your mind."

Cui Yichen pinned the folding fan on his waist and punched him out, hitting Lu Zian, who was unprepared.

Lu Zian felt a pain in his heart, and realized that Cui Yichen had really taken action against him. But he still did not let go of Cui Yichen's sleeves, and his slender white fingers tightly pinched the dark black brocade.

When Cui Yichen hit the second punch, Lu Zian easily avoided it.

So the two of them remained silent, and they had already passed a hundred moves in a blink of an eye. Lu Zi's body was as fast as a flying sword, and his palms were like swords. He always suppressed Cui Yichen, and never let go of Cui Yichen's sleeves.

Cui Yichen was a little angry and began to roar loudly. You let me go, Lu Zian, let me go, if you hold me, I won’t change my mind.”

Lu Zian paused and said, "That young master, have you been detained?"

When Cui Yichen heard this, he suddenly seemed to realize something, "You stayed with me to save that young man! Hahaha, the trick of the eagle, how can I succeed in my Cui family? No wonder you held me and refused to let go, it turned out that I was afraid that I would get in the way."

As he said that, he attacked Lu Zian with a palm with spiritual power, and Lu Zian avoided it.

Cui Yichen was like a lion surrounded. He was extremely irritable at this time and always failed whenever he made a move. He was either avoided by Lu Zi'an or counterattacked by Lu Zi'an. He had never found a way to defeat Lu Zi'an and had never been able to leave.

Cui Yichen felt more and more panicked. Although the water prison was extremely hidden and the secret was very secret, even the servants of Cui's mansion, no one knew anything except Afu, and even his father didn't know it. The young master's Vajra Chain was a ancestral magic weapon of Cui's family. If you want to open it, you will not have the magic of Cui's secret magic.

But it still doesn't make people feel at ease. That guy Wen Xuan is active, has good magic, and has abundant spiritual power. It's better not to be discovered by him.

The strength in Cui Yichen's hand was getting stronger and stronger, but even if he used all his strength, he could not hurt Lu Zi's peace. Lu Zian still held Cui Yichen's sleeve firmly, making it impossible for him to escape.

Cui Yichen stopped for a moment and said, "That young man is the only clue to Linghua in the past century. Even if I, Cui, cannot get it, I will not give other aristocratic families a chance to approach. Lu Zian, you can't save him."

Lu Zian said in a deep voice, "Linghua is the purest essence of vitality between heaven and earth. If it is used for your ambition, wouldn't it be a pearl that is dark?"

Cui Yichen said, "You don't talk in a speculative way, there is no need to talk at all. I will say it last, you, let go, let me go."

Lu Zi'an stared at Cui Yichen vigilantly.

Cui Yichen took out the folding fan from his waist and opened it "wow". He didn't know what mechanism he touched, and a white powder sprayed out from the bone.

Lu Zian immediately held his breath, but still inhaled a little.

Cui Yichen saw the plan and said, "Brother Zi'an, this is the poisonous powder I made with the blood of living people to feed the highly poisonous spirit snake. I have tried it a few times before. As long as a person gets a little bit, he will lose his ambition and die. By the way, I haven't named this poisonous powder yet. Since it is used on your brother Zi'an, then this poisonous powder is called 'Tu Lu'."

Lu Zi'an's consciousness gradually blurred, and his hand holding Cui Yichen's sleeve also released because he lost consciousness. Lu Zi'an felt that his strength was being drained by a trace of it, like countless poisonous snakes entangled him, spitting a letter, and biting it down...
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