Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

"Crack!" Lu Hao's fist made a cracking sound, and a look of pain appeared on his face. He couldn't help but look up and was shocked again.

There was actually a woman in front of him. She was about forty years old, wearing a red dress, with a voluptuous figure and a unique mature charm. She looked at him with a smile, and there was a trace of blood dripping on her bright red lips.

There was a terrified corpse at her feet, with blood staining the ground red. There was a big hole in the man's chest, and his heart had been completely dug out. This man was the old demon that Lu Hao had been chasing before.

"I'm completely screwed now!" Lu Hao had a miserable look on his face. He had worked so hard to get to this level, but before he could even enjoy it, he was going to be killed.

"Your heart seems to be more delicious!" The beautiful woman licked the blood at the corner of her mouth with her delicate tongue and smiled.

"Sister, I was wrong. Just treat me like a piece of shit. I still have more than a dozen beautiful wives waiting for me to go back. If I don't go back, I don't know how many green hats I will have to wear." Lu Hao no longer had the ferocity of the outside world, and all he had was tears.

"What did you call me, sister?" The smile on the beautiful woman's face faded and gradually became cold, as if it could freeze a person to death.

Lu Hao's mind raced, wondering if the woman in front of him felt that calling her "big sister" made her too old. After a slight hesitation, he called out, "Little sister!"

Hearing this, the beautiful woman's brows furrowed even deeper, and the murderous intent on her face intensified. She walked towards Lu Hao step by step, and every step she took was like a war drum beating in Lu Hao's heart, making him extremely nervous.

"Do I have to call you little darling?" Lu Hao looked a little strange, but in the end he mustered up the courage to call out, "little darling."

"You are so bold that you dare to tease me!" The beautiful woman's pretty face showed a hint of shame and anger. Over the years, no one had dared to call her little darling except her senior brother.

The beautiful woman slapped out with her palm, and a palm print filled with destructive aura hit Lu Hao's chest heavily. In an instant, his chest collapsed, and the whole person flew backwards and smashed into the wall.

"Cough cough!" Lu Hao struggled to stand up from the collapsed rock wall, coughing up blood continuously. It felt like all the bones in his body were about to fall apart. If it were someone else, he might have really died.

"You are so lucky that you are still alive!" The beautiful woman came over gracefully with a smile on her lips. At the same time, a strong light burst out from her jade hand, and she was ready to slap him to death with another palm.

"Old woman, I'm going to stab you to death!" Lu Hao lowered his head and said nothing. When the woman came close to him, he suddenly attacked. He clenched his palm and a spear appeared. The sharp spear tip was filled with spiritual energy, and it stabbed directly at the beautiful woman like lightning.

"I can't get in!" The next moment, Lu Hao's face changed drastically. The spear tip touched the woman's delicate skin, but it couldn't move forward an inch. It seemed that there was a layer of light shield protecting the other person's body.

"Useless resistance!" The beautiful woman raised her hand lightly, and the spear broke into pieces and fell to the ground. He was knocked away again, and he didn't know how many bones were broken.

Lu Hao lay on the ground and kept coughing up blood. He knew that in the face of absolute strength, resisting with force would only lead to faster death. Now he had no choice but to use strategy and outsmart others.

"Sister, are you feeling lonely and empty in this cave alone? Are you in need of a strong man to fill the void in your heart?" Lu Hao shook his flowing bangs, leaned against the wall and blinked.

The beautiful woman was stunned when she heard this. Lu Hao was indeed as strong as a bull, completely different from the skinny body of an ordinary cultivator. The pure yang energy on his body was extremely strong.

When Lu Hao saw the beautiful woman looking at his strong body, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. After all, not every woman could resist his temptation, especially older women.

"Swish!" With a crisp sound, he tore his shirt, revealing his bronzed and muscular body. Every muscle seemed to be carefully carved by God, full of explosive power.

"How about it? I just want to ask you how strong you are!" Lu Hao looked proud as he showed off his throbbing chest muscles and the eight bulging abdominal muscles, demonstrating his powerful core strength.

"You are indeed very strong, the strongest man I have ever seen, but you still can't escape death!" The beautiful woman's face flushed when she saw Lu Hao's strong muscles, and then she continued to kill forward.

"I'm good at bragging. I believe you won't be lonely if you keep me by your side." Seeing that his beauty trick didn't work, Lu Hao looked anxious and shouted.

"Why do I need you to be so good at blowing!" The beautiful woman snorted, walked lightly towards him with a sword in her hand, and enveloped Lu Hao with cold murderous intent.

"Sister, please don't kill me. Isn't it enough for me to be your bootlicker?" Lu Hao broke down and burst into tears, wiping his nose on the woman's trouser legs.

"Are you so afraid of death?" The beautiful woman felt a little funny in her heart. She had never seen a monk who was so afraid of death.

"I'm really afraid of death, please let me go!" Lu Hao cried with sweat all over his forehead. He had traveled through time and space and was about to get the trump card. It was not impossible for him to reach the top. How could he die miserably here?

"Even if you are afraid of death, you will die anyway!" The beautiful woman smiled charmingly. She really enjoyed the struggle of others before death.

"I have been an orphan since I was a child. If you don't mind, I am willing to take care of you in your old age, Mom..." Lu Hao stammered and said the last sentence, then closed his eyes in despair. This was his last trump card, recognizing the enemy as his mother.

The beautiful woman was also stunned. She didn't expect that this person would call her mother without any bottom line.

"I can't give birth to a son as old as you!" The beautiful woman couldn't help but chuckle, like a spring flower blooming in the cold winter, very beautiful.

She had been trapped in the cave for hundreds of years. Apart from practicing, she was very bored on weekdays. Lu Hao's unusual personality and way of survival made her feel very interesting.

Then, the beautiful woman laughed, and the murderous intent that shrouded Lu Hao disappeared quickly like melting ice and snow.

"You have no bottom line. You actually called me... Mom!" The beautiful woman shook her head.

"Bottom line, what is the bottom line? But mom, you look so beautiful when you smile!" Seeing that the other party did not kill him, Lu Hao immediately stood up with a smile and called her mom very naturally.

He has never been the kind of person who would rather die than surrender. As long as it is not a matter of principle, he will surrender. If a person dies, everything is gone.

And there are so many beautiful women waiting for me to return. It would be a shame if I died.

Moreover, it is also a good thing to recognize a powerful godmother. At least you will have a backer in the future.

As the saying goes, you can be my godmother when there is something wrong, and you can be my godmother when there is nothing wrong. Anyway, he will not suffer any loss. Thinking of this, Lu Hao raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a smile.