Xiaoyouzhutian, send Yi Xiaochuan to the palace to start

Chapter 153 How dare a mere alien race be so arrogant?

The Guo Mansion was completely silent for a moment.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and everyone was in a mess in the wind. They looked at Liu Hao holding Lu Wushuang. Not far from the two of them stood a headless male corpse, with blood still oozing out.

The whole space seemed to be still.

However, there was only one person whose eyes were shining with excitement. She tapped her feet lightly and moved lightly like a dancing butterfly. She jumped up from the rockery in an instant and rushed towards Liu Hao.

As soon as she landed, she looked at Liu Hao with shining eyes. Her voice was clear and pleasant, and she said admiringly: "Are you the owner of Xiaoyao Manor? You are so amazing. Your martial arts skills are even better than my father and grandfather!"

Upon seeing this, Guo Jing's expression instantly became serious.

He hurriedly took a step forward, trying to stop Guo Fu from getting closer: "Fuer! Why are you here? Didn't I tell you not to come over? Go back now!"

There was a hint of blame in Guo Jing's tone, but more of it was worry and concern.

As for what to worry about, of course, it is worrying about Liu Hao. This uncertainty factor is too dangerous, and no one knows what he will do in the next second.

However, Guo Fu did not seem to appreciate it. She looked at Guo Jing in the distance, pouted her lips, and showed a pitiful expression.

"Oh, Daddy, how could you not let me participate in such a lively event? I'm so bored staying in my room, can you please not chase me away?" There was a coquettish tone in her words that made it impossible to refuse.

At this time, Liu Hao was holding Lu Wushuang in his arms, his eyes looking at the lively and youthful girl.

Now Guo Fu is still a young girl, youthful and beautiful, with a delicate face, fair and tender skin that seems to be as soft as a baby's, and a hint of mischief on her face. It seems that she has perfectly inherited the fine traditions of Huang Rong...

Guo Jing's heart softened when he saw his daughter's pitiful appearance.

But Huang Rong was not a pushover. She glared at Guo Fu and said, "Fuer, go back!"

"Mom..." Guo Fu had been afraid of this little East Evil Huang Rong since she was a child. Seeing Huang Rong so serious, she called out in a delicate voice with a bit of grievance and unwillingness in her voice.

When Hong Qigong and Huang Laoxie saw this scene from a distance, a hint of amusement flashed in Huang Laoxie's eyes, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face.

"Why does your smile look so vulgar?..." Hong Qigong noticed his expression and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, looking at him with confusion.

Old Huang glared at Hong Qigong fiercely, his lips curled up slightly, and he said nothing more.

Liu Hao ignored Huang Rong and glanced at Lu Wushuang in his arms, then let go of her waist. Lu Wushuang's face was flushed at this time, like a ripe apple, and her bright eyes were full of shyness and panic.

She lowered her head, not daring to look into Liu Hao's eyes. When Liu Hao looked at her, an inexplicable impulse surged in his heart.

However, the knowledgeable Liu Hao was no longer the inexperienced man he had been before. He smiled faintly, took two steps, and came to Hodudarba and the other man who had already stood up.

Liu Hao looked at the two people in front of him and began to copy their skills, but unfortunately, he did not have the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra of King Jinlun. However, what surprised him was that he copied a Tantric Mahamudra.

Although this Tantric Hand Seal is an incomplete version, it is only slightly weaker than Hong Qigong's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. If Liu Hao can complete this technique, it will probably be on par with the improved Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Looking at the two silent people in front of him, Liu Hao smiled contemptuously.

"Huo Du, where is your master? It's such a big event, but your master didn't come?"

Huo Du frowned when he heard this. There were very few people in the Central Plains who knew his master, so why did Liu Hao look like he knew him very well?

Before he could say anything, the fat and stupid big guy beside him spoke up: "The master didn't come, so he asked us to come!"

Dalba is considered the dumbest person in The Return of the Condor Heroes. He has almost no brains, but he has a simple and honest personality. It's a pity that he is the disciple of King Jinlun.

"Brother, be careful with your words!" When Huodu saw Dalba speak, he reached out and patted him on the shoulder. His eyes were full of warning, signaling him not to continue.

Huo knew how stupid Dalba was, and letting him speak would only lead to a more miserable death.

"I don't know why you have captured me. I am a Mongolian prince with a noble status. How can you treat me casually?" His voice was full of arrogance and disdain, as if the people in front of him were insignificant ants.

"You Han people, do you want to fight to the death with the Mongolian nation? Do you know that once the war starts, there will be rivers of blood and countless lives will be lost!"

Huo Du continued to provoke, and every word he said seemed to add fuel to the fire. After hearing Huo Du's words, everyone present clenched their fists, with flames of anger flashing in their eyes, and they all wanted to eat him alive.

The Mongols had caused them so much trouble over the years. They were so ambitious that they even wanted to annex the Southern Song Dynasty, which had made life miserable for the people.

After hearing this, Liu Hao shook his head calmly: "Don't pretend, is it still interesting now?"

"Your master, the Mongolian national master, King Jinlun, planned all this just to make my Xiaoyao Manor an enemy of the entire martial arts world and secretly eliminate the martial arts forces, so that you Mongolians can march into the Central Plains without restraint."

Seeing Liu Hao say this, Huo Du's eyes flashed with ruthlessness. He sneered, his voice full of disdain: "So what? I am the prince of the Great Mongolian Kingdom! What can you Han people do to me?"

Huo Du's arrogance made everyone present furious, and the already tense atmosphere instantly boiled over.

"Huodu! You have harmed my fellow martial artists and killed innocent people. How dare you act so impervious now?" A martial artist stood up and looked at Huodu angrily.

"So what? I am a Mongolian prince!" Huodu still said the same thing.

“Huodu! You have committed a heinous crime. If you don’t give us an explanation today, you can’t leave here!” Sun Buer stood up and glared at Huodu. Only then did she realize how ridiculous her previous thoughts were.

But although they were all filled with righteous indignation, no one dared to step forward to take action because of his identity. They knew that if Huodu died here, they might face endless revenge from Mongolia.

"What a pity. Do I need to explain to you? I am the King of Mongolia..."

But there was someone present who was not afraid of his identity at all. Before Liu Hao could finish his words, he slapped him in the face with a violent slap.

Huodu's head turned several circles on his neck before stopping.

"F**k you, Mongol prince! I am the emperor of the Han Dynasty! How dare a mere foreigner be so arrogant?"

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