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

After receiving Liu Hao's order, the two maids became energetic and came to Liu Hao.

The three of them worked together to block Zhao Dezhu's blow and looked for opportunities to counterattack.

You must know that both women came from Jiuhua Mountain, practiced powerful martial arts since childhood, and wore top-notch equipment.

Those who can become the protector of the Holy Son and the maid who warms the bed are those who have great abilities and can leapfrog challenges.

How difficult is it to work together to block Zhao Dezhu?

"Looking for death! How dare you attack the Holy Son? You are finished! Your whole lineage is finished!"

"Use a knife? Haha, use a knife in front of our Jiuhua Mountain. You are just trying to do what you do! The mighty Tianlong!"

The two girls let out a sweet shout, and their long skirts moved automatically without any wind.

Holding the handle of the Martial Warrior knife with one hand, he looked at Zhao Dezhu's sword with a sharp look, and then he drew the sword and slashed with one strike!

The swords collided, and the confident attacks of Liu Hao and the others were cut through by Zhao Dezhu.

The three of them were like kites with broken strings, flying dozens of meters away, hitting the ground hard and vomiting blood.

"Pfft! How is that possible! How can you be so powerful!"

Liu Hao was horrified. This was not an attack that Hong Jie could unleash. His father, Zhou Jie, was probably nothing more than this, right?

Zhao Dezhu was very satisfied with his attack. After breaking through the Hong level, he became more and more comfortable with this magic sword.

The higher the realm, the more I feel that the weapons given by this senior are not simple, I am afraid... they are more than just Yu level!

Zhao Dezhu raised the corner of his mouth and pointed the kitchen knife at Liu Hao.

"How can you understand how powerful I am? You know, I am only one ten millionth of the size of our ancestors. Do you think your Jiuhua Mountain... is worthy of letting us kneel down and kowtow?"

"If you beep again, your blood will be splattered on the spot today. Let me see what your father can do to us!"

Zhao Dezhu did not kill him. After all, he could not bring hatred to his ancestor everywhere.

Seeing that Zhao Dezhu was so staunch and didn't care about Jiuhua Mountain's name, Liu Hao's eyes darkened completely.

Staring at Zhao Dezhu angrily, and after sizing up the situation for a few seconds, Liu Hao discovered...Zhao Dezhu might be too stubborn to kill him!

"You... you are cruel! I don't care about this!"

Liu Hao's retreat disappointed Li Chunfeng and his group.

Is this still the brave and diligent King of Zhennan who was not afraid of death?

At the beginning, he had no status, so he only gained the title of King of Zhennan by fighting on the battlefield with his fearless spirit.

It seems that...the identity becomes the Holy Son, and after getting used to a comfortable life, it will indeed change people's personalities.

"Mother, do you think this guy is mentally ill? The misunderstanding has been explained clearly, and they are ready to leave, but he still wants to get angry with me like he has cerebral palsy."

"It's okay if you pull it off, but you can't beat others. In my father's words, this kind of guy is a typical pig teammate!"

“What a scam!”

Chu Ling'er put her hands on her hips and looked at Liu Hao angrily.

This person made her feel even more annoying than Liu Zhi.

Pfft...

Liu Hao was so angry that he vomited blood at the little girl's words. The image of the God of War that he had carefully created completely collapsed and he became a weak-footed shrimp.

"You... yellow-haired girl, what do you know! This is called stopping losses in time!"

"Stop the loss, you're just a coward!"

Chu Ling'er rolled her eyes, then threw herself into Liu Qingxue's arms, crying in a feigned fear.

"Mom, he is so fierce!"

Liu Qingxue raised her head and glared at Liu Hao, wishing she could slap him in the face.

Liu Hao:...I stepped on the horse and believed your evil!

"Your Majesty, you should think about how to retreat from the enemy at this time. Things have been forced to develop to this point. I'm afraid...the other party will not give up just now!"

Gu Yanwu looked worried, raised his hands and said to the empress.

The faces of both parties were also torn. Looking at Zhao Dezhu's murderous look, he knew that this matter could not be solved.

Even the three desolate levels of Zhennan King can't sustain a move, how to fight?

Liu Qingxue raised her head and glanced at Zhao Dezhu, her expression a little solemn.

If Liu Hao hadn't helped him, maybe the other party would have left, but now... At this point, the two parties are in a state of conflict, and it's impossible for anyone to bow their head and admit their mistake.

The Soul-Suppressing Sect is a large sect, and the Bingling Kingdom is also the Southern Domain empire. Everyone wants to be proud!

Zhao Dezhu turned around and looked over at the right time: "Tell me, how to solve it?"

"No matter whether my disciple is right or wrong, or whether you are fighting for the throne, you beat my disciple like this. If I, Zhao Dezhu, don't come forward to seek justice, how can I survive in the mainland in the future?"

Liu Qingxue took a deep breath. Although she knew in her heart that she could not defeat the opponent, how could she bow her head with the arrogance exuding from her bones?

Knowing that a battle was inevitable, Liu Qingxue turned to look at Chu Ling'er.

"Ling'er, give your mother the sword to use!"

"Oh okay! Mom, give it to you!"

Chu Linger also knew that the matter was serious, so she took out the pink divine sword from her backpack and handed it to Liu Qingxue.

Liu Qingxue held the sword in her hand, held a sword flower and was ready for battle.

But when Zhao Dezhu across from him saw the sword in Liu Qingxue's hand, his eyes suddenly widened with disbelief on his face!

"This is... damn! Isn't this the one that senior made for his daughter? Mei'er and I were crushed by the divine sword last time!"

Zhao Dezhu has a deep memory of this pink sword. When the sword was just made, Huo Meier ignored the advice and touched the sword randomly, so that the master and the apprentice were pressed to the ground for a long time.

This was Zhao Dezhu, the first time he was suppressed, and it was with a sword...

Even if the sword turned into ashes, he would still recognize it.

"Why does this sword appear here? Could it be that the little girl...hiss!"

Zhao Dezhu understood something at this time, and his expression changed, showing both surprise and fear.

I was happy that I met my senior's daughter, but I was afraid that I seemed to have offended this little aunt.

"Wait! Don't do anything yet. I have a question for you!"

Seeing Liu Qingxue about to take action, Zhao Dezhu quickly interrupted.

Everyone looked at each other, a little confused.

"If you want to fight, just fight. We're afraid that you won't succeed. Don't even think about insulting me!"

Li Chunfeng, who was wearing black and white stockings and a short skirt, walked over on high heels and looked at the other person warily.

Zhao Dezhu waved his hands repeatedly: "Why do I insult you? I don't have such a strong taste. I just want to ask...little girl, did your father give you this sword? Is your surname Chu?"

Zhao Dezhu tried hard to control his facial expressions and make himself look like a good person.

Hearing this, Chu Ling'er was obviously stunned: "How do you know it was my father who gave it to me? How do you know that my surname is Chu? Do you know my father?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Dezhu was ecstatic!

Her surname is Chu? The empress also calls her Ling'er? Isn't this the senior's daughter Chu Ling'er?

Zhao Dezhu was already 90% sure in his heart that this was his senior’s daughter. After all, there was only one pink divine sword and there could be no second one!

No wonder the socks and shoes on the legs of these two old men looked so familiar, it turned out that they were sent by their seniors through the air.

It's over...I just said that my eyelids were twitching today. It seems that this is the problem!

I'm almost having sex with his daughter now. Based on the protective character of the senior, I should already know. Will he have sex with me later?

Zhao Dezhu had already figured out that he was cut into eighteen pieces by Chu Mo and hung in the stove to be smoked like bacon.

What should I do now? How can I coax my children? Waiting online, it’s urgent!

"Old Zhao, what's going on?"

Seeing the crazy change in Zhao Dezhu's expression, Cao Cao, who was preparing to help, looked at each other in shock.

Zhao Dezhu waved to several people, then went over to tell his guess.

In an instant, the faces of the seven people changed into affable (flattery) expressions.

"Ah haha! A flood has really washed away the Dragon King Temple. It turns out to be Aunt Ling'er. How disrespectful! We have been looking for you for a long time!"

"To be honest, your father and we are good friends and have known each other for a long time. We just finished eating and left from Senior Chu's place a moment ago!"

"I didn't expect...I met you, my aunt, here today! Come on, come on, I have the best candy here. Can you take some to relieve your anger?"

Seeing the sudden changes of several people, Liu Hao, the civil and military officials, Liu Zhi and others were all shocked.

They all felt that their brains seemed...not working well.

In the past, such a big force as Jiuhua Mountain could not make a few people bow their heads, but with just Chu Ling'er's sword and name, these arrogant masters became so... arrogant?

Could it be that the power behind this girl is so big that it can overwhelm Mount Jiuhua?

hiss!

A few people did not choose to take action, but Li Chunfeng and others breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your Majesty, it seems that the crisis... has been resolved by Ling'er?"

Li Chunfeng turned to look at Liu Qingxue, only to find that the other person was frozen in place.

"His Majesty?"

"Ah? Oh, just solve it, just solve it!" Liu Qingxue suddenly came back to her senses, said something perfunctory and then turned her attention to Chu Ling'er.

"Ling'er, you said your... surname is Chu? Your father's surname is also Chu, not Zhao?"

Chu Ling'er scratched her head in embarrassment and stuck out her tongue playfully.

"That's right! Mom, didn't you use a fake name when you first started wandering around the world? You were afraid of causing trouble to your father."

"Actually, my name is not Zhao Ling'er, but Chu Ling'er. My father's surname is Chu like me, and his name is Chu Mo!"

boom!

As soon as these words came out, Liu Qingxue's complexion changed drastically, and her whole person felt as if she had been struck by lightning!

"What? Chu Mo?"