Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

"My husband fell into a coma on the night of our wedding!" Mrs. Wen said slowly, biting her bright red lips with her pearly teeth.

"God really is helping me!" Lu Hao almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

"You..." Mrs. Wen rolled her eyes at him.

"There's no future for you following that useless guy. You might as well follow me." Lu Hao showed off his eloquence.

"Some things are not as simple as you think!" Although Mrs. Wen was a little reluctant to leave the little man in front of her, she had a reason to go back.

Lu Hao sighed softly, looked at her delicate face, gently touched her nose, touched her eyes. He really liked such a woman with fair skin.

At the same time, in a gorgeously decorated room, a handsome young man was lying motionless on the bed. He seemed to be ill and his face was extremely pale.

Suddenly, he seemed to sense something, his eyes kept blinking, and he woke up.

"Water, I want to drink water..." The young man stretched out his hand and spoke slowly.

"Master, you are finally awake." The maid who was guarding nearby was instantly surprised when she saw this scene.

At this moment, not only did the young man not get to drink the water, but he turned around and was slapped with a very dark hat by the maid in the blink of an eye.

"Xiao Cui, what are you doing?" There was a hint of anger in the young man's eyes. He had only been unconscious for a while, but even a little maid dared to bully him.

"The old lady told me to do this!" The maid was so scared when she saw the young man getting angry that she trembled all over.

"It was my mother who asked you to wear the hat as soon as I woke up?" The young man snorted coldly, not believing it at all. And why did the color of the hat have to be so bright?

"Kun'er, it was indeed your mother who asked Xiao Cui to put it on you for safety." An old woman with a dragon-headed cane walked in and sighed.

"Why is this?" The young man narrowed his eyes, not quite understanding what crisis he was in that required him to wear a hat to solve it.

"A few days before you woke up, a fortune teller came to our family and predicted that once you wake up, you must wear this hat all the time, otherwise you will be killed." The old lady sighed.

"It's just the words of a quack. How can you believe it?" The young master sneered, not taking it seriously at all, and even wanted to take off the hat.

"Kun'er, don't act silly. Before you woke up, the fortune teller predicted that you would wake up today. He also said that if the person who killed you saw you put on this hat on your own initiative, he might feel guilty and let you go." The old man continued.

"Mom, are you confused? Our Zhao family is a big family in the Tiandu Empire. Who dares to attack me?" Zhao Kun looked incredulous.

"You all come to see me, but why is my wife the only one missing?" Zhao Kun kept scanning the crowd, but he didn't see his beautiful wife.

"She has entered the inheritance site." A housekeeper came forward to explain.

"Oh!" Zhao Kun lay down again. He fell in love with his wife at first sight and cherished her very much. He was reluctant to touch her on weekdays and wanted to save all the best for the wedding night.

"Ah! What are you doing?" Mrs. Wen said coquettishly, pulling Lu Hao's hard arm.

"I've recently learned a set of foot massage techniques. Let me try it for you!" Lu Hao grabbed Mrs. Wen's jade feet and pressed the Yongquan acupoint directly.

"How do you feel?" Lu Hao's eyes turned pink.

"Not bad!" Mrs. Wen closed her beautiful eyes and enjoyed Lu Hao's massage.

Lu Hao was very naughty. He kneaded Mrs. Wen's tender face and smiled slightly as he watched the elastic skin constantly deforming in his palms.

"Be gentle!" Mrs. Wen pouted her bright red lips, and the two of them flirted with each other.

In the luxurious room, Zhao Kun's mind was full of his lovely wife. She was so dignified, elegant, virtuous and kind. It was his blessing to marry her.

What he admired most was his wife's unwavering loyalty to their feelings. His wife was a very conservative person. Before marriage, even when he wanted to hold her hand, he was rejected outright. Now that they were married, he hadn't even touched her hand. He felt a little regretful when he thought about it.

On the other side, Lu Hao casually kneaded Mrs. Wen's jade hands and even let her hold his hard arms.

"Eyes met." The two were full of tenderness and affection, their eyes were drawn, and their fingers were tightly clasped, just like a couple in love.

At this moment, a sharp bird cry was heard in the distant sky. Lu Hao looked up and saw three or four figures standing on a flying bird. Judging from their aura, they were all cultivators in the late Foundation Establishment stage.

The people standing on the birds had obviously noticed them, and they slowly descended from the sky. Lu Hao just watched coldly and said nothing.

"My two fellow Taoists, you should have jade tokens on you, right?" The elegant young man in the lead said with a smile. He did not look at Lu Hao, but instead stared at the beautiful Madam Wen.

In order to put everyone in a life-or-death situation, the Celestial God Clan made it so that anyone who obtained the jade token would emit a special wave that could be sensed by other cultivators.

"So what if I have the jade token?" Lu Hao stood in front of Madam Wen and said with a smile.

"It's nothing serious, I just want to borrow it." The elegant young man smiled, his eyes looking a little malicious.

"If you don't lend it to me, do you still want to rob me?" Lu Hao took the jade token handed over by Mrs. Wen and tossed it in his hand, as if he was afraid that the people in front of him couldn't see it. In fact, he really hoped that the people in front of him would snatch the jade token, so that he could kill them directly.

"If you don't lend it to me, then go to hell!" The elegant young man sneered, and at the same time, the people behind him dispersed and stood, blocking all the retreat routes of the two men.

"Brother, please be gentle with that beautiful woman. I want to play with her first." One of the fat men looked at Mrs. Wen with lustful eyes.

"And I want to play too!" another thin man also laughed.

"You guys are really beasts!" Mrs. Wen was so angry that her pretty face turned red when she heard that these people in front of her were discussing how to play with her in front of her.

"Since you want to play, why don't I play with you first." Lu Hao's voice became colder and colder. If these guys dared to bully his woman, he would make them know how to write the word death.

"How dare you talk to us!" The fat man scolded Lu Hao in a very arrogant tone. At the same time, the spiritual power in his fat palm quickly covered it, and finally formed a ferocious leopard head, which slapped him directly.

"Crack!"

Lu Hao also slapped out with his palm, and the result was a scene that stunned several people. When the two palms collided, the fat man's arm was like tender tofu, and the whole arm exploded directly, and blood and flesh flew all over the ground.