Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

The field was filled with white powder, blocking Lu Hao's vision. He sighed softly. This was not the Hehuan Powder he expected.

"Why do I feel like you seem a little disappointed!" Zhuang Ji looked at him with some confusion in her beautiful eyes.

Lu Hao shook his head, closed his eyes and sensed carefully, then suddenly opened his eyes, his body turned into a flash of lightning, and chased in one direction.

Soon, the two sides started a fierce battle not far away, and various spells and spiritual treasures continued to collide in the sky.

"Go to hell!" Qi Tao punched him on the shoulder with all his strength, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

"puff!"

At the same time, Lu Hao's golden fist also slammed over, and the devastating force actually penetrated Qi Tao's chest directly.

Blood dripped from the fist that pierced through the body like raindrops.

"I'm so unwilling!" Qi Tao knelt on the ground with a look of pain on his face. He had practiced for more than fifty years before he advanced from a weak disciple to the Golden Core stage. He had been walking on thin ice all the way, but he didn't want to die here.

"Kill!" Lu Hao uttered a word softly, and then pulled out his fist, which burst out with terrifying power again, directly blowing up Qi Tao's head, and blood splattered more than ten meters away.

"Beast!" Qi Tao only managed to utter these two words before his body exploded.

"Oh my God, one person fought against two Jindan stage cultivators alone and won a great victory. How did he do that?" A beautiful woman's breathing became rapid and her heart was pounding.

"Strictly speaking, he killed three Jindan-stage cultivators. More importantly, he is still so young. It is hard to imagine what kind of achievements he will achieve in the future!" Xu Qing exhaled heavily, as if to spit out the shock in his heart.

Hearing the praises and exclamations from all around, Zhuang Ji showed a charming smile on her pretty face, but then her eyes dimmed again as if she thought of something.

"Come here!" Lu Hao suddenly said to a guard who wanted to escape quickly.

"Sir, please don't kill me. I'm just following your orders!" The guard immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly, and begged for mercy desperately.

"I told you to come here!" Lu Hao glared at the guard. Although the guard was trembling all over, he finally came over.

Lu Hao stretched out a hand and placed it on the guard's shoulder. This simple action almost frightened the guard to death.

He kept begging for mercy: "Senior, please be kind and don't kill me. My stepmother is about to be inherited by me, and I don't want to die yet!"

"Am I that old? Go and turn Shenzhou around and head to the Southern Region." Lu Hao smiled and shook his head.

"I will do it immediately!" He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Lu Hao did not really want to kill him, and hurried to control Shenzhou.

"Everyone, please disperse!" Lu Hao looked at the cultivators nearby, smiled slightly, and then swallowed the golden elixir in Qi Tao's body.

Upon hearing this, all the monks who were watching dispersed. He walked forward a few steps, picked up the storage bags of Qi Tao and the white-haired old man, glanced at them briefly, and then threw both storage bags to Wu Tailang.

"Brother, this is too expensive!" Wu Tailang hurriedly refused.

"It's okay, you should accept it." Lu Hao shook his head. This is just a little compensation for him.

"It's rare that big brother has such a thoughtful gesture, just accept it!" Zhuang Ji was very sensitive and obviously guessed what he was thinking.

Hearing this, Wu Tailang accepted all the storage bags with some embarrassment.

There are many spirit stones and several high-level spiritual treasures in this storage bag. These resources are enough to support him from the early stage of foundation building to the middle stage of foundation building.

After Wu Tailang got the training resources inside, he was eager to practice in seclusion.

"What are your plans next?" Zhuang Ji stood at the bow of the boat, her black hair and long skirt blown by the strong wind.

"I'm going back to my own sect!" Lu Hao looked deeply in a distant direction and smiled faintly.

"What's the name of the sect you joined?" Zhuang Ji said, stroking a strand of black hair on her forehead with her delicate hand. She was afraid that if she missed this opportunity, they would never meet each other again.

After all, the Southern Region is so vast, with countries as numerous as stars, and the chance of two people meeting by chance is too small.

"Why are you asking this?" Lu Hao turned his head and looked at the beauty in front of him and said with a smile.

"It's nothing. If it's not convenient to tell me, forget it!" Zhuang Ji's beautiful eyes dimmed a little, and she said in a lost voice.

"I am just an ordinary disciple of the Yuntian Sect of Chu State." Lu Hao said thoughtfully when he saw that Zhuang Ji's beautiful face seemed to have lost its bright glow.

After hearing Lu Hao's answer, Zhuang Ji instantly regained all her spirits and even became very interested, asking many questions about the State of Chu.

After that, life was very comfortable. Lu Hao practiced every day and drank a few glasses of wine with Zhuang Ji in the evening, while Wu Tailang was still in seclusion.

A silver moon hangs high in the sky, and its cold moonlight is like the falling tears of a lover.

At a wine table, two people were slightly drunk and their tongues were tied when they spoke.

"If there was no Taketaro, would you... like me?" Zhuang Ji's pretty face flushed, her body swayed, and she could not even stand steadily.

"I don't know." Lu Hao shook his head. He also drank a lot of wine, but he was undoubtedly more sober than Zhuang Ji.

"Don't say you don't know. There's no one else here. Tell me what's in your heart!" Zhuang Ji drank another glass of wine, her face becoming even redder as she asked.

"You are drunk!" Lu Hao sighed lightly.

"No, I'm not drunk. If I don't ask today, I may never have the chance to ask again!" Zhuang Ji held his hand affectionately and said stubbornly.

"I won't like you!" Lu Hao shook his head. He didn't want to ruin other people's feelings and said something that went against his conscience.

"No, you are lying!" Zhuang Ji's beautiful eyes were filled with tears under the moonlight. A drop of pearl-like tear fell into the wine glass, creating ripples.

"I didn't lie to you. In fact, I never liked you!" Lu Hao lowered his head, his eyes a little red.

"Then why did you scream my name frantically in your dream!" Zhuang Ji hugged his body tightly, as if letting go would mean losing him.

She stared at Lu Hao's handsome face with sharp edges and corners in fascination, her beautiful eyes gradually becoming blurred, and when she was about to take the initiative to kiss him, she was pushed away.

"Sister-in-law, please respect yourself!" Lu Hao stood up and said with a firm expression.

"Last time you called me Sweetie, but now you call me Sister-in-law. You are such an uncaring person!" Zhuang Ji twisted Lu Hao's waist fiercely.