Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

A day passes in a flash.

"I'm leaving now and I'm afraid I won't come back. Please take care of yourself, ma'am. I hope to see you again someday!" Lu Hao held her hand and said with a melancholy tone.

"The day we meet again will be the day I kill you." Xingyue looked at him coldly with her beautiful eyes.

"Alas!" Lu Hao sighed softly, looking somewhat lonely. The time they had spent together that day was still too short. If they could spend a few more days together, the other party might be able to completely let go of the hatred in his heart.

"I hope that next time we meet, you won't expose yourself again!" Lu Hao smiled slightly.

"Get out of here!" Xingyue was angry. She picked up a stone on the ground and was about to split his head open to let him bleed.

"Hahahaha..." Lu Hao laughed and left in a dashing manner on his flying sword.

"Is he gone?" Xingyue stood there in a daze, looking at the disappearing figure, with a complicated expression.

After spending a day together, her heart was already filled with love for Lu Hao.

The stars and the moon gradually disappeared, and the love in my heart drifted away bit by bit with the wind.

Lu Hao returned to Fengcheng gracefully. Instead of disappearing, more and more people gathered here, all waiting for the winner to come back.

"Grandpa, Meng De is back!" Zhang Qian couldn't help cheering when she saw Lu Hao returning on his sword.

"Did I win against two Nascent Soul cultivators alone?" Liu Fei was breathing rapidly, her chest heaving, and her bright red lips formed an O shape.

"This boy has terrifying potential in the future!" The president couldn't help but exclaimed.

"If I kill Sang Biao, can you give me the bounty?" Lu Hao slowly landed and was about to leave, but thinking that he didn't get the bounty, he turned back.

"You little bastard, you razed my mercenary guild to the ground, and you still have the nerve to ask for a bounty." The president knew that the other party was shameless, but he didn't expect him to be so shameless.

"If the guards here weren't so snobbish, how could this happen?" Lu Hao said as he glanced at the guard in the crowd, scaring him so much that he immediately lowered his head and trembled all over.

"I don't have any money, but I can give you a beauty!" said the president with a smile.

"Oh, then I wonder if this beauty is proficient in playing musical instruments and singing!" Lu Hao immediately became interested.

"Then you should ask my granddaughter, but she has been good at playing the flute since she was a child!" The president actually pushed his granddaughter forward.

"Grandpa!" Zhang Qian's soft body fell into Lu Hao's arms. Her pretty face flushed red, like the most beautiful sunset in the sky, and her tender voice was a little coquettish.

Lu Hao looked at her unconsciously. Zhang Qian was indeed very beautiful. Her beautiful baby face was pure and lovely, her fair skin was delicate and elastic, her eyes were as bright as stars and watery, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if telling of her inner shyness and panic.

"Are you really that good at playing the flute?" Lu Hao smiled slightly. He was also very accomplished in music, especially in playing the drum.

"I'm a very good blower. If you have a chance, you can try it. It will be an unforgettable experience, I guarantee." Zhang Qian smiled confidently.

"Boy, I will reluctantly marry my granddaughter to you. You will be a son-in-law of my Zhang family in the future. This huge family business is waiting for you to inherit!" The president stroked his beard, and the more he looked at his grandson-in-law, the more satisfied he became.

If they recruit Lu Hao as their grandson-in-law, it would be difficult for the Zhang family not to prosper, and their strength would probably be greatly improved.

"The Zhang family, the top power in Fengcheng, is actually looking for a son-in-law. This guy is so lucky. He has climbed up the social ladder in one fell swoop." Some cultivators who came later couldn't help but say with envy.

"It may not be that they are trying to climb above their level. I think it is more like the Zhang family is trying to climb above their level. The opponent is so young but he can defeat two Nascent Soul cultivators. His potential is far more terrifying than that of the Zhang family alone." said a cultivator who had been watching the battle from beginning to end.

"How about marrying into my Zhang family?" The president looked at Lu Hao expectantly, and Zhang Qian also stared at him with her beautiful eyes, waiting for an answer.

"I am destined to become the Kaiyan Emperor in the future. If I marry into your Zhang family, it will be very embarrassing if the news gets out!" Lu Hao shook his head firmly.

"Emperor!" Everyone was stunned at first, and then everyone burst into laughter. Some even showed a hint of sarcasm on the corners of their mouths. They all thought that the person in front of them really didn't know his place. The ancient emperors were the highest achievers of the human race. Looking at the long history, how many people could reach such a realm.

Liu Fei and Zhang Qian also laughed unconsciously, obviously thinking he was joking.

"Boy, although I admit that you have great potential, it's too much to say that you want to become an ancient emperor!" The president frowned.

"Believe it or not!" Facing everyone's laughter and ridicule, Lu Hao couldn't help but shook his head. At this moment, a beautiful figure suddenly emerged in his mind. Perhaps Su Ru was the only one who would believe in herself so firmly.

"Su Ru, where are you? I miss you!" Lu Hao suddenly became depressed.

He left here alone on his flying sword.

"Hey, will we meet again?" Zhang Qian shouted to the sky.

"Of course we'll meet again, but I hope next time we meet, you can change your bad habit of pulling out people's black hair." Lu Hao smiled heartily and left.

"Meng De, believe me, I will definitely get rid of this bad habit. I will make you fall in love with me next time we meet." Zhang Qian said in a firm tone. While speaking, her delicate hand unconsciously pulled out another strand of her grandfather's beard.

"Ouch, it hurts so much!" The president covered his mouth and screamed in pain. A piece of his white beard was pulled out.

"No wonder that guy left you. Who can stand you pulling out one for no reason like this?" The president couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.

"Old man, what nonsense are you talking about!" Zhang Qian was angry and chased her grandfather as if she wanted to pull out all his beard.

On a small island where peach blossoms are in full bloom, flowers bloom all year round. The delicate flowers sway in the wind, and the faint fragrance of flowers drifts in the air, outlining a beautiful picture, like a fairyland on earth.

Under the peach blossoms, a woman with a beautiful face, like a fairy from heaven, is quietly writing. Her delicate face seems to have been exquisitely carved, with eyebrows like distant black, eyes like autumn water, and under her straight and beautiful nose are alluring bright red lips.

Her long purple hair was casually draped over her snow-white shoulders. In the sunlight, the purple hair sparkled with a mysterious light. Every line of her curvy body showed youth and vitality.

The purple-haired girl wrote very quickly, her ideas flowed freely, and inspiration kept bursting out. Soon, a story with rich content and delicate emotions was presented. Her handwriting was very beautiful and soft.

At the end of writing, the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously, and the charm she inadvertently revealed made people intoxicated by her peerless beauty.

If Lu Hao were here, he would definitely let the other party know why the flowers are so red.