It turns out that this is also a cultivator

Chapter 184 Mr.: You are so beautiful (please subscribe for recommendation ticket)

"It seems that you want me to do it myself!"

It is the scariest thing to only hear the sound but not to see the person. The cold female voice resounded throughout the mountains around the Haotian Palace.

"Your Excellency, you don't seem to be a human being, so why bother meddling in our affairs?"

Vic himself is a body of blood, and he floated out of the dark window, suspended in mid-air and raised his head and said.

Haotian alone crawled out of the ruins of the original worship hall along the passage.

Standing in the ruins at a loss, the whole person glanced around for a long time, but did not see where the person who spoke was.

But the fear of what he said just now made him dare not have any intention of disobeying, so he could only stand there dumbfounded.

"I do things, and I still need you to point and point, so I can find a fight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a snap, and when he looked at Vic's face again, there were already red palm prints.

Although Vic knew that there must be an expert nearby, he only felt the breath and did not see the real person.

And this slap was a bit inexplicable, he was obviously full of blood and energy, and had no physical body at all.

And this person was able to hit him, and what was even more frightening was that he felt the pain from the depths of his soul.

"Senior, aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by the heavens and the world?"

Vic asked angrily.

His bloody body was almost scattered by the slap just now, but fortunately the person who came didn't use much force, otherwise this slap would definitely slap him out of his wits.

"Are you doing it yourself, or am I doing it? Don't use the heavens and the world as an example, it's in the human world at this moment."

The female voice was full of disdain, indifference, and arrogance, and the voice was transmitted from all directions to the spirits of Vic and Haotian.

At this moment, Haotian was already in despair. First, he saw the terror of the visitor, and almost slapped Vic to death with a slap.

Now through the intimidation of the soul, when the voice echoed in his mind, he felt as if his head was about to explode.

The hands fell vertically, and the whole head seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and I didn't dare to lift it up to find the source of the sound.

The whole person is like a corpse hanging on the ruins.

"Senior, I am the guardian of the Blood Emperor of the Blood Realm, you...!"

"A lot of nonsense."

Vik originally wanted to reveal his identity to make the visitor afraid, but he didn't expect that the visitor would not reason with him at all.

It felt like the space around him was being compressed crazily, and even his bloody body had nowhere to escape.

boom!
A sudden oncoming punch hit Vic directly between the eyebrows, and his whole body turned into a cloud of blood mist.

The surrounding space has been blocked and is getting smaller and smaller.

"You...you are not good..."

Vic, who had been killed by a punch, roared unwillingly before his soul died.

However, there was no room for redemption. After the bloody body turned into a blood mist, it was squeezed by the surrounding space.

The result was a blood-red bead that looked like bloodstone.

"The master behind you is dead, you lackey, will you do it yourself, or will I do it?"

That terrifying female voice sounded again, and it looked extremely relaxed.

It seems that the one just killed was just an ant, and it ended without any consumption.

"Ex...Senior...I...myself... come!"

On the ruins where Haotian was standing at the moment, there was already a large wet area, kneeling on the ground with weak legs, faltering.

It's really terrible, the soul can enter the cycle of reincarnation after death, and the cultivation in the next life will be faster.

If it was the owner of the female voice, he might not even have the chance to enter the reincarnation.

Haotian slumped on the ground limply, and slowly raised his palm, the power of the fairy surged, hesitating for a moment.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and patted his forehead.

An Immortal Immortal Venerable Realm.

The physical body is immortal, but that is only for those who are lower than their own realm.

Meeting a person who is infinitely stronger than him can easily annihilate his physical body.

"Ok!"

After Haotian fell down slowly, the owner of the female voice made a sound and disappeared.

Along with it, Haotian's body and that blood bead disappeared.

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At the moment in the Haven Inn in Zhongzhou City, everyone received ginger soup cooked by Lu Fanchen himself.

According to Lu Fanchen, it was for their own good, and everyone had to finish the drink.

Of course, this was because Lu Fanchen was afraid that they would all catch a cold, so he came up with such a solution.

After all, I stood for so long in the pouring rain in the morning.

Lu Fanchen returned to his and Han Lu's room with a bowl of ginger soup after delivering the other people's ginger soup.

As soon as she entered the room, Han Lu had already washed everything, and then changed into a thin gauze.

One can vaguely see her entire enchanting body, snow-white skin, and slender big white legs.

And just after taking a bath, her wet black shiny hair and two blobs of light red tides on her face.

Lu Fanchen couldn't help being taken aback, the ginger soup in his hand almost fell to the ground.

Seeing that the ginger soup in Lu Fanchen's hand was about to fall off, Han Lu hurriedly came to Lu Fanchen.

A pair of jade hands grabbed the ginger soup bowl.

"what!"

In this panic, her foot slipped, and Han Lu's whole body rushed down Lu Fanchen uncontrollably, screaming hastily.

Lu Fanchen came back to his senses, and saw Han Lu in thin clothes rushing towards him, and subconsciously stretched out his hands.

At the critical moment, he just grabbed her two elbows, and Han Lu just caught the bowl of ginger soup that was about to fall on the floor.

"You do not···"

Lu Fanchen was about to lower his head to ask Han Lu if he was okay, but his eyes happened to see the snow-white chasm, and he stopped talking.

Han Lu's elbows were caught by Lu Fanchen, preventing herself from falling, holding ginger soup in both hands, and stabilizing her body.

Slowly raising his head, he swung his wet hair back and hit Lu Fanchen directly on the face.

He woke up in an instant, and quickly asked with concern: "Are you okay!"

This was the first time that Lu Fanchen saw some places of Han Lu, even if they were together every day, the two had never been intimate.

Because Lu Fanchen lay in bed and slept every day, while Han Lu meditated and practiced in order to protect him.

"No...it's okay!"

Han Lu, who had a ruddy face, held ginger soup in both hands, stood up straight and said shyly.

"It's okay, let's drink some ginger soup first, this is very good."

The scene was embarrassing for a while, Lu Fanchen changed the subject.

Although in the eyes of outsiders, the two of them have always lived together, I am afraid that they have already had a good time.

But only the two of them knew best that they didn't make any intimate movements every day, even when they were sleeping.

Han Lu nodded, picked up the ginger soup, turned around and sat down on the table, with a look of disappointment in her eyes, she quickly put her head down and drank it.

Lu Fanchen also sat across from Han Lu, looking at her delicate cheeks, he became obsessed for a while.

Ever since Han Lu appeared, although she was by my side every day, I had seen her after bathing.

But I have never appreciated it so seriously.

"gorgeous!"

Sitting opposite, Lu Fanchen watched Han Lu gracefully drinking ginger soup, and couldn't help sighing.

"what···?"

Hearing Lu Fanchen's voice, Han Lu quickly raised her head and said curiously.

But the moment she raised her head, her eyes met, her cold heart seemed to melt completely at this moment.

"you are pretty!"

When the eyes met, Lu Fanchen felt for the first time that he had found the feeling of love, which came from his heart.

He is almost 30 years old, and there are beauties around him every day, but he has never felt this moment.

Although Han Lu had thought about Lu Fanchen in that regard very early on, she felt that she had not reached the realm of an emperor.

It is not worthy of Lu Fanchen, but in Lu Fanchen's eyes, how can such a powerful warrior be worthy of being a "mortal"?
"gentlemen!"

Han Lu blushed, staring straight at Lu Fanchen, and shouted shyly.

(End of this chapter)