Empress: Living In The Mountains, My Daughter Praised Me As A God

"It makes sense! Then wake him up!"

Sun Quan's words were unanimously agreed by Cao Cao and Liu Bei.

The three of them looked at each other and pursed their lips at Liu Bei.

"King of Hanzhong, you are better at dealing with men, come on!"

Liu Bei understood, laughed arrogantly, and stretched out his hand to touch Zhao Dezhu.

Zhao Dezhu, who was drunk, felt a big hand touching him gently in his dream, making him extremely comfortable.

Zhao Dezhu forced himself to cheer up and wanted to see which beauty was so sensible.

But when she opened her eyes, the beauty didn't notice, but the face of a wretched man came into her eyes.

Zhao Dezhu was shocked, his drunkenness disappeared, and he jumped back several meters.

"Oh shit! Liu Da'er, what are you doing?"

"Hehehe, we haven't done it yet! Don't worry..." Liu Bei said with a wink.

Zhao Dezhu felt a chill and had goosebumps all over his body: "They say you are all Shu Han, but today I saw you are indeed worthy of your reputation! The upper beam is not straight, and the lower beam is crooked!"

Seeing that Zhao Dezhu was sober, several people quickly stated their intentions.

When he heard that he was going to see Senior Chu, Zhao Dezhu was a little reluctant.

"Well... how about we still talk about knives?"

"Don't change the subject! We are just going to visit and see how powerful this person who can give the magic sword is."

The three of them responded in unison. Even Dian Wei and Zhao Yun behind them were eager to try, their eyes filled with anticipation!

Such a master is simply unheard of, he is a living legend!

Zhao Dezhu sighed and looked embarrassed: "It's not that I won't take you, but...this senior lives in seclusion in the mountains. If you go rashly, I'm afraid of making him unhappy."

Several people looked at each other, feeling a little unwilling.

At this time, Zhao Dezhu suddenly thought of something and spoke again.

"However, if you have the best wine... maybe senior will be willing to meet you!"

"Good wine? Hahaha! Who in the world doesn't know that I, Cao Cao, love wine, how can I not have the best wine on my body? Take me there quickly!"

Cao Cao patted the storage bag proudly.

Liu Bei rolled his eyes, took out the storage bag on his waist and showed off.

"It's the same as selling wine to me. My third brother sells wine and meat. Am I Liu Bei?"

Sun Quan was stunned: "Ah... you all have wine, what should I do?"

...

Under the constant stalking of several people, Zhao Dezhu prepared to set off that night and took six people to Naoyao Mountain.

Huo Meier naturally stayed in the sect to handle affairs because she was too junior and not qualified to accompany them.

Before leaving, Huo Meier, still blushing, took out a purple scarf from her arms and handed it to Zhao Dezhu solemnly.

"Master, don't forget to give this to senior. I embroidered this stitch by stitch. Although it doesn't look pretty, it's...also my first time!"

Seeing Huo Meier's shy look, Cao Cao and others showed meaningful expressions.

Huo Meier stamped her feet and ran away, causing everyone to laugh.

"Old Zhao, you have no idea, you are willing to spend a lot of money!"

"Hey! How can I interfere with young people's pursuit of happiness? Hahaha!"

Zhao Dezhu waved his hand, his face full of pride.

Huo Meier's beauty is among the best in the entire Southern Domain.

Seeing this, Sun Quan on the side touched his chin as if he had some realization.

Beauty... My sister-in-law Da Qiao... her appearance is even better than Huo Meier's, but it's a pity that she is a widow. I don't know if this senior likes her!

I might as well try it out if I get a chance...

Several people with different thoughts rose up from the ground and turned into seven shooting stars heading straight towards Mount Aoyao.

After traveling all night, it was already dawn when we arrived at Mt.

Looking at the environment of Naomo Mountain and the small courtyard with the closed door in front of them, several people blinked in confusion.

"This is where the senior you mentioned lives? Are you sure you didn't deceive us?"

Zhao Dezhu's expression was extremely pious and he spoke seriously to several people.

"Although this yard is shabby, the people who live in it are the most important!"

"Remember, you must respect your seniors, otherwise... don't come to me if you suffer a loss."

After saying this, Zhao Dezhu shook his robe, stepped forward and knocked on the courtyard door.

"Senior, are you at home? I, Zhao Dezhu, am a guest with fine wine!"

After shouting several times, there was no movement in the yard. Zhao Dezhu spread his hands helplessly.

"Brothers, we came at the wrong time. Senior seems to have gone out today. How about we wait?"

As soon as these words came out, Liu Bei and Cao Cao didn't have any objections. After all, he was more stable as he was older.

But the young and energetic Sun Quan was different. He curled his lips impatiently.

"Please, I traveled all night to get here. What if he goes away for many days and doesn't come back? Are we still blowing the northwest wind here?"

"In my opinion, let's go in and sit down first. There is a stone table inside. If we don't mess with his things, we should just sit there and nothing will happen."

"Anyway, the senior is not at home, so he doesn't know!"

From the moment he saw this small ruined courtyard, Sun Quan didn't quite believe that a big shot could live here.

Whose boss's residence is so shabby? Not to mention splendid, it must look like a courtyard house at least, right?

Zhao Dezhu frowned and quickly waved his hand to dispel Sun Quan's idea. He also pointed at the door with a bit of fear on his face.

"That's not okay. We are guests, how can we come in uninvited? And we can't get in even if the door is not open!"

Hearing this, Sun Quan looked at the dilapidated door with disdain on his face.

"How can these ordinary gates and bamboo fences stop us experts from flying in casually?"

"If you want to wait, I, Sun Zhongmou, will go in first and take a look. If there is nothing outstanding, I will have to rush back to attend to official duties!"

The arrogant Sun Quan snorted coldly and wanted to jump over the fence into the small courtyard.

Seeing this, Zhao Dezhu was shocked!

"Damn it! Don't act like this! If your senior isn't at home, there's no way you can fly in!"

But obviously, his dissuasion was of no use, and Sun Quan had already risen into the sky.

Zhao Dezhu looked shocked and quickly backed away a few meters, ran to a big tree and lay down.

Seeing this scene, Liu Bei, Cao Cao and Zhao Yundianwei were puzzled for a while.

"Old Zhao, what's going on with you? Why don't you just climb over the wall? Is it necessary to run so far?"

Zhao Dezhu put his head in his hands and lay down very skillfully.

"You... will know soon." After saying that, he shouted towards the plaque.

"Master Bian, I am one of my own, please be gentle!"

Zhao Dezhu has not forgotten that Chu Mo is the new ancestor of his Soul-Suppressing Sect, and he cannot be overstated.

As soon as he finished speaking, the plaque on the dilapidated door suddenly revealed a majestic and violent artistic conception.

The artistic conception directly locked Sun Quan in mid-air and bombarded him with lightning speed.

Sun Quan looked horrified. He found that he, as the peak of the Desolate Level, was unable to resist!

"Nani? What the hell?"

Bang!

The artistic conception easily knocked Sun Quan away and hit him hard against the big tree behind Zhao Dezhu in the distance.

Poof, Sun Quan spurted out a mouthful of old blood, fell to the ground and looked at each other with Zhao Dezhu.

Seeing this change, and then feeling the unparalleled violent mood coming toward them, the faces of the five Liu Bei and Cao Cao at the gate also changed drastically!

"Fuck! No, run away!"

The five people realized that something was wrong and tried to escape, but no matter how fast they were, they could not catch up with the plaque on the door.

The artistic conception turned into a big fly swatter and slapped the five people's butts hard.

Bang bang bang...

The five people were also whipped away and fell next to Zhao Dezhu like dumplings.

A group of people lay weakly on the ground, staring with big eyes.

At this moment they seemed to understand why Zhao Dezhu would lie under the big tree in advance.

It turns out... he has been whipped before and has experience.

Zhao Dezhu laughed extremely happily when he saw the miserable appearance of several people bleeding from their mouths and noses.

"Hehehehe... If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer the consequences. I told you to be respectful but you don't believe me. Have you offended Mr. Bian?"

The few people behind him were so frightened that they all covered their chests and were no longer as contemptuous as before.

"Hiss... the six of us are also the leading figures in the Eastern Region, especially Zhao Yun, Dian Wei, and Gan Ning, who are Hong-level super masters!"

"Even in the Central Region where Martial Dao is at its peak, he is still at the level of a boss, but he is as strong as the six of us, but he was completely tortured by a door panel? This door panel has a spirit, and it is also a super Divine Weapon?"

"Then how strong is this master of the courtyard? At least he is above the universe level, right? No wonder he can give you that magic sword, we are convinced!"

Liu Bei, Cao Cao and others were shocked. Someone actually used the Divine Weapon to suppress the gate. What a big deal!

The six people looked at each other and struggled to get up.

He walked to the gate with an apologetic look and bowed respectfully to the plaque.

"Please, door god, forgive us for being rude! We are willing to use fine wine to apologize to Senior Chu! We are also willing to wait patiently for Senior Chu to return home!"

As soon as these words came out, the violent artistic conception on the plaque disappeared instantly!

It turned into a soft artistic conception, covering several people.

The few people who felt the change were shocked and stared in disbelief. Compared with the artistic conception of this plaque, the slightest artistic conception on their bodies seemed extremely ridiculous.

They know...this is the door god who has forgiven them and given them a great opportunity!

Several people saluted again, suppressed the gratitude and restlessness in their hearts, and quickly walked to the big tree that they had just hit.

Each found a branch, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and realized this profound artistic conception.

"With such an opportunity, even if you wait ten years or even a hundred years, it is worth it!"

While several people were immersed in the artistic conception, Chu Mo, who took his dog into the mountains to hunt, also came back loaded with a lot of prey.