Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

"Hello, Senior Brother Lu Hao!" Before Lu Hao could speak, Fuqiu Luoluo walked over generously and said with a smile.

Like Jin Zhan, she belongs to a different immortal cultivation family, but her family's strength is weaker than Jin Zhan's.

The ancestor of the Fuqiu clan who was in the foundation-building stage has passed away. Some of the family's industries are constantly being targeted by old enemies, who want to directly swallow them up.

Therefore, Fuqiu's verbal expression of admiration for Jin Zhan was just a strategy to maintain the relationship between the two tribes.

She is very smart and knows how to take advantage of others, but Jin Zhan did not get any advantage from her.

Jin Zhan always thought that Fuqiu liked him, but in fact it was just an illusion.

The last time Lu Hao killed the fat man who intercepted Fuqiu and Jin Zhan, Fuqiu joined the Yuntian Sect.

His family also became a major force dependent on the Yuntian Sect, and no longer needed to look at the faces of the Jinzhan clan.

Lu Hao felt that this woman had some ulterior motives. With her talent, she chose Lingquan Peak, which had the most waste materials, instead of joining any of the other peaks. She must have some purpose.

"Senior brother, can you teach me swordsmanship!" Fuqiu smiled shyly, and her slender jade fingers stroked a strand of black hair and passed it behind her ear.

"Who cares what she's thinking? The important thing is to take advantage of her first." Lu Hao knew that this woman might have some motives, but he was not afraid. He would take advantage of her first.

The cultivators from the surrounding Lingquan Peak also wailed. How could they allow a pervert like Lu Hao to teach swordsmanship to his junior sister who was ignorant of the world? She probably didn't even know she was being deceived.

"Junior sister, you don't know that Lu Hao is not good at swordsmanship. Can I teach him?" A senior brother who thought he was a bit handsome took two steps forward and said politely to Fuqiu.

"I want him to teach me!" Fuqiu pointed out Lu Hao by name and asked him to teach her.

"Junior sister, this person likes skirts with three holes. This matter has spread in Yuntian Sect. Junior sister, please don't be fooled!" Seeing that Fuqiu still wanted Lu Hao to teach her, she hurriedly told her all of Lu Hao's shameful past.

"Boy, stop talking nonsense. You can't ruin my reputation!" When Lu Hao heard the facts stated by his disciple, his old face turned red and he said angrily.

"Do you still have a reputation?" the disciple sneered and retorted.

Lu Hao was actually powerless to refute for a moment. Yes, he had no reputation. Not only did he have no reputation, but he also ruined Qi Yue's reputation.

Although Lu Hao was hit in the sore spot, he was still thick-skinned and didn't say anything, just looked at Fuqiu.

"Boy, do you dare to fight with me?" The handsome young man was named Feng Lei, a disciple of Longhu Peak. His cultivation was at the seventh level of Qi Refining. After seeing Fuqiu's long legs, he could never forget her and would always go to Lingquan Peak to show his courtesy.

Lu Hao shook his head. If he wasn't so eager to take advantage of Fuqiu, he would have gone to practice long ago. He wouldn't have had the time to waste talking here.

"Boy, you don't dare? Let me expose your true face today!" Feng Lei sneered, and actually drew out his long sword, swung a sharp sword technique in the air, and finally slashed with force, and a sword light flew towards Lu Hao.

He hoped to show off his good swordsmanship so that Fuqiu would give up the idea of ​​asking Lu Hao to teach her.

Without even raising his head, Lu Hao swept out a sword shadow. The sharp sword shadow broke through the air, leaving a sword mark on Feng Lei's neck, and drops of bright red blood dripped.

"Just wait for me, kid. I'll settle the score with you at the Immortal Dao Conference!" Feng Lei's face was pale, but with the beauty in front of him, if he retreated, he would probably be looked down upon, so he said something harsh before leaving.

When Lu Hao heard that this kid dared to threaten him, a flying sword appeared in his hand. He swung the sword in the air, and a stream of sword energy directly pierced Feng Lei's shoulder, and a line of blood spurted out.

Feng Lei screamed miserably, with deep fear in his eyes, and he retreated tumbling and crawling.

"Now that no one is disturbing me, let me teach you swordsmanship myself!" Lu Hao appeared in front of Fuqiu in a flash, trying to put on a more upright smile.

He stood behind Fuqiu, and a faint fragrance came to his face. Lu Hao couldn't help but take a breath.

Fuqiu's legs were straight and slender. Looking at this pair of beautiful legs and her height that was far higher than his own, Lu Hao's heart skipped a beat.

Lu Hao turned to stand in front of Fuqiu again. His height just reached the height of the elegant jade shoulders of the woman.

On her slender and charming neck hung a long jade pendant, deeply embedded in it.

When Lu Hao turned around inadvertently, Fuqiu's heart skipped a beat.

In just a short moment, Lu Hao had pretended to look back casually thirty-four times.

Fuqiu's pretty face flushed red: "Brother, are you still practicing this sword?"

"Practice, such a good opportunity..., it's a rare opportunity to have time, so I'll teach you a few tricks!" Lu Hao almost said what was in his mind.

The two figures slowly rose into the air under his control.

Lu Hao came up and didn't care whether Fuqiu agreed or not, he just gave her a princess hug, and then in the falling leaves, the two of them slowly descended in circles in the sky as if in a romantic way.

With Lu Hao's current strength, getting some fallen leaves is just a matter of thought.

Just as the two were about to land, Lu Hao held on to Liu Yao and flew into the sky again.

The surrounding scenery changed rapidly, the wind whistled in his ears, he could feel Fuqiu's heartbeat quickening, her skin pink spreading to the back of her ears, her long eyelashes blinking like an elf, and her red lips bright.

Finally, the two landed, their eyes facing each other, and they could hear each other's breathing.

"Senior Brother Lu, have you finished practicing this sword technique?" Fuqiu's face flushed and her heart was pounding.

"Well, it's basically finished!" Lu Hao was immersed in it and said casually.

"But we haven't got the sword yet!" Fuqiu stood up, biting her bright red lips with her pearly teeth, the redness on her face almost dripping down.

"How about we take the sword and try again!" Lu Hao came to his senses and suggested hurriedly.

"You really haven't changed at all!" Fuqiu's pretty face flushed, and after saying this, she actually ran away.

Lu Hao did not stand up. He watched the pair of long legs disappear and then stood up with some regret.

Everyone around was stunned. Lu Hao had opened their eyes. "He dared to teach others swordsmanship without even taking the sword. He is clearly taking advantage of this girl."