Binding luck: I am immortal in the reincarnation game

Luo Fan spoke the most basic information.

Lu Buwei's expression didn't change at all. This information can be found out casually, and it's even just superficial information.

Naturally, Luo Fan did nothing else to convince Lu Buwei of himself.Instead, he took a strange look at Fang Yuxin and Zhang Xinyu first.

Lu Buwei understood what he meant, but he didn't take it seriously: "I don't have anything to tell others, but it's okay to say it."

Luo Fan heard the words, but the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "We can live with rare goods, relying on real dragons."

Those eight simple words moved Lu Buwei's expression on the spot.

This is where his deepest plan lies, and it was revealed by this person!Only adults and him know about this matter, even Xiaoxi, the chief disciple of Qingquanmen, is completely unaware of it.

"Lord Lumen, you are able to achieve your status and realm today because of the lord you met 60 years ago.

Lord Lumen, do you think this information is enough?

Also, with your cultivation level, the reason why it took you three hours to come to this mountain is actually because you secretly set up a series of killing formations outside the mountain to prevent any accidents from happening!

If you still want to confirm something, I don't mind sending you 12 years old to the next door..."

"Master Mo, ahem, no need, no need!" Lu Buwei hastily interrupted Luo Fan's follow-up revelation.

If he was 12 years old and peeped at the young lady next door in the shower but failed and saw the old lady taking a shower and was beaten up, then he, the head of the sect, would lose his face!

There was a playful look in Luo Fan's eyes, he was not worried at all that Lu Buwei would kill someone to silence him!

According to Luo Fan's knowledge, this person seems to be a high-level sect master, and the future prime minister of Qin is actually an old dog king. The so-called adult actually has many people under his command, but only Lu Buwei survived to the end. Became the confidant of that adult.

It is because this Lu Buwei is Nenggou, he is not sure enough, so he will never make a move easily!

Chapter 155

San Bao, an immortal little tea boy in the Great Merchants Empire, suffers from the high taxation of the empire and his family cannot make ends meet, so he plans to take his big dog, A Huang, out to fight and become a warrior and a hero.

But Sanbao is very afraid of death and very greedy for money, but the magic is that every time he falls into death, he is inexplicably rescued.

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Three treasures sneaked out again today. He heard from the old Taoist priest at the entrance of the village that there is a spirit grass in this mountain, which is very valuable, and can be exchanged for at least 50 taels of silver from the old Taoist priest!

This 50 taels of silver is enough to pay his mother's tea tax for ten years.

Mother scratched his ears every day and said that he was lazy and didn't know how to help. If he picked that spiritual grass, he would get 50 taels of silver.

Mother won't be in a hurry because she can't pay this year's tax.

Mother will be very happy.

Thinking of this, Sanbao happily ran up the mountain with a bud in his mouth.

The mountain is very quiet, only the chirping of insects and birds, usually few people come.

He took out the picture given by the old Taoist priest, and stared at the grasses on the roadside in the mountains for comparison.

"This one is too sharp, no, this one is too dark, this one is so strange, no."

Three Treasures squatting on the ground is a bit blurry, and the kind of grass given by the old Taoist in the picture, there is no such thing at all!

"This stinky Taoist priest won't just take a picture to deceive me, will he?" Sanbao scratched his head and muttered depressingly.

Suddenly, there was a soft rustling sound from behind, Sanbao turned around and took a closer look, it was a big boa constrictor!

He was so frightened that he took two steps back and ran away in a hurry.

"Help, there are snakes!"

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Seeing Luo Fan's expression, Lu Buwei couldn't help restraining his general-level aura, and looked like an ordinary person—this is learning from Master Mo to return to the basics, but he couldn't behave like Master Mo with exhausted energy and blood.

Seeing that Lu Buwei had corrected his attitude, Luo Fan didn't continue talking. After all, Luo Fan was a man of high morals, and he was definitely not afraid of death. He was just exposing other people's privacy, which is not what a gentleman should do.

Luo Fan reprimanded himself a little inwardly, and then observed Lu Buwei's mental activities again, and found that he had been suppressed, and after he didn't want to kill again, he was a little relieved.

"Master Mo, let's, let's talk about Xiaoxi. How should we deal with her in this catastrophe?" Lu Buwei put Jiang's posture very low at this moment, showing a cautious look.

Luo Fan was speechless. You said that you are a six-star general, and you will be the prime minister of Qin in the future. Facing the existence of a hundred soldiers, you still have to ask me how to deal with it?

"How to deal with it? This kind of thing, you can decide for yourself." Luo Fan has no time to talk about it.

But Lu Buwei questioned Luo Fan from all sides of the dead man.It was as if the dead man was sent by Luo Fan. If Luo Fan hadn't looked at his psychological information and found that he didn't think so, Luo Fan would have suspected that this man was tricking him.

Faced with Lu Buwei's series of questions, Luo Fan was really dumbfounded.

A trap against Luoxi made Lu Buwei feel as if he was facing an enemy, as if the other party had laid a net against their entire Qingquanmen, just like their Qingquanmen would never die.

Luo Fan was really disturbed by the question. If he couldn't beat Lu Buwei, he might have slapped Lu Buwei to death first. What the hell are you suffering from persecution paranoia?

This guy looks like a middle-aged man in his 40s or [-]s, but he is actually an old monster who has lived for almost a century. How can he deal with some dead soldiers?

Luo Fan couldn't help feeling a little contemptuous of Lu Buwei in his heart. He pretended to be an expert before his feelings, why don't you be so afraid of death!

In the end, Luo Fan was finally done with this person.

At this time, he began to put forward his own request. Although the main purpose was to rely on the thigh of the future Emperor Shihuang, he still had to solve the problem of cultivation.

But I want to be more cautious about this point. If I reveal that I can't practice, will this Lu Buwei have a new desire to search for souls!

After thinking about it, Luo Fan decided to speak directly.

The real and the virtual, the virtual and the real.

"Lord Lumen, I have a friend who has been kind to me, but he has been unable to cultivate since he was a child. I promised him that I would help him find a solution, so I used special means to simulate his situation like mine. Lord Lu Men, what do you think, under such circumstances, how should he cultivate and how should he protect himself? Is there any way for him to quickly enter the military realm?"

Making friends out of nothing sounds fake, but it is so obvious that it should make this Lu Buwei more cautious.

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"defeat!" Luo Fan looked at the exploding crystal on the phone screen, and slowly tapped to continue.

Looking at his 10-1-9 loser mvp, he could only sigh. He has lost [-] consecutive games today, and he doesn't know what happened to Tianmei's matchmaking mechanism.

When he clicked on the data page, he found that the mvp on the opposite side hadn't quit yet, and even gave him a thumbs up.

"Brother, you played well, but unfortunately, the micro-control is a bit worse. Hahaha."

However, if the opposite side can see that he is not using his hands, he may not be so proud.