Mistress, I am a real gentleman

"Moon!"

Xiao Longnu and Ling Shuanghua shouted.

At this time, the thunder in the sky has disappeared.

"Don't touch him." Hong Qigong said hastily.

At this time, Lin Pingzhi was still surrounded by lightning.

"Go, get some dry sticks." Hong Qigong said.

Immediately several people went to find dry sticks.

Looking at the crying pear blossoms and rainy little dragon girl, Miao Ruolan and others, Hong Qigong also shook his head helplessly.

How can this kid provoke women so much?

Can't you eat, eat and sleep like the old beggar me?

"Don't touch him yet, he is still alive, but his body is full of lightning." Hong Qigong reminded again, "If you touch him, you will also be injured by electricity, and I really don't know how to deal with this kid explained."

Xiao Longnv and others had no choice but to stand aside and look at Lin Pingzhi.

Soon, dry sticks were found.

"Come on, old naughty boy." Hong Qigong threw a stick to Zhou Botong, "Come with me, pick him up and put him on the bed."

"Okay!" Zhou Botong readily agreed, after all Lin Pingzhi was his elder brother, and he didn't want to see Lin Pingzhi like this.

The two joined forces to pick Lin Pingzhi up, and they didn't dare to let anyone touch Lin Pingzhi.

Only when the lightning on Lin Pingzhi disappeared did they dare to check on Lin Pingzhi's injuries.

At this time, not far from Lujiazhuang, Huo Dou, Fu Hongxue and others stopped in their tracks.

"Why did you make a sneak attack?" Fu Hongxue asked Huo Dou.

Huo Dou didn't dare to look at Fu Hongxue for a while, he silently lowered his head.

"Fu Hongxue, how can you talk to the little prince like that?" the ancestor of Xuedao frowned and said dissatisfiedly looking at Fu Hongxue.

Fu Hongxue turned his head coldly, his gaze was fixed on Patriarch Xuedao.

The ancestor of the blood knife swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he was a little nervous.

"You...what are you going to do..." the blood knife ancestor asked.

"Pay attention to your tone of voice." Fu Hongxue said indifferently, "Otherwise I will take the Divine Sword Hall and directly destroy your Blood Saber Sect."

When the Blood Knife Patriarch heard Fu Hongxue's arrogant words, he was about to explode immediately.

"You!" The Blood Knife Patriarch pointed at Fu Hongxue.

"Don't be angry, Patriarch." Cheng Kun hastily interrupted Patriarch Xuedao, he wanted to come out to be a peacemaker, "Daxia Fu, Su Mingyue is a master of martial arts, if we can take care of him, it will be of great benefit and harmless to us. "

Fu Hongxue looked at Cheng Kun without saying a word.

He naturally knew that what Cheng Kun said was right.

But he didn't want to help Huo Dou from the beginning.

If Huo Dou hadn't led the Mongolian army to surround the Divine Sword Hall, forcing Lu Xiaojia to agree to do three things for the Mongolian country, Fu Hongxue would not have become Huo Dou's lackey.

"Hmph!" Fu Hongxue snorted coldly, and looked at Huo Dou, "The three things are over, Fu Mou will leave."

After Fu Hongxue finished speaking, he was about to leave.

"Hero Fu wait a minute!" Huo Dou hastily called Fu Hongxue to stop.

He was in short supply of high-strength martial artists like Fu Hongxue.

He didn't want Fu Hongxue to leave like this.

"What's the matter?" Fu Hongxue turned his back to Huo Dou, turned his head slightly, glanced at Huo Dou, then turned his head away again.

"Xiao Wang asks for something again." Huo Dou said very respectfully.

Fu Hongxue didn't pay any attention to it, and just started to leave.

He didn't want to have anything to do with Huo Dou at all.

Seeing that Fu Hongxue was about to leave, Huo Dou became a little anxious.

"If Master Fu leaves, Xiao Wang will have no choice but to bring the army back to the Divine Sword Hall." Huo Dou said bravely.

He was threatening Fu Hongxue.

But Fu Hongxue also followed suit.

Because Fu Hongxue's close friend Lu Xiaojia is the hall master of the Divine Sword Hall.

Fu Hongxue stopped in his tracks.

In just an instant, Fu Hongxue came in front of Huo Dou.

"Are you threatening me?" Fu Hongxue put the knife on Huo Dou's neck.

Huo Dou trembled slightly, he could clearly feel the fine hairs on his neck touching Fu Hongxue's black knife, and then being cut off.

If this knife were to decapitate his head, it would not require any effort at all.

"If..." Huo Dou gritted his teeth and said firmly, "If Master Fu leaves here, Huo Dou will definitely do what he says."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?" Fu Hongxue looked at Huo Dou with red eyes.

"Afraid, of course I'm afraid." Huo Dou smiled.

He knew that Fu Hongxue would not kill him.

If Fu Hongxue really wanted to kill him, he would never ask him anything again.

"But as long as I die." Huo Dou grabbed the back of Fu Hongxue's black knife and took the black knife from his neck, "As long as I die, the Divine Sword Hall will be destroyed immediately, do you believe it?"

Fu Hongxue fell silent.

He took away Huo Dou's hand holding the back of the black knife.

Then say nothing.

"Don't worry, Mr. Fu." Huo Dou said with a smile, "This is the last thing. If Xiao Wang is still entangled with you after finishing this thing, then you can kill him as you like."

Fu Hongxue looked at Huo Dou with red eyes.

He didn't like the feeling of being threatened.

If he's alone, there really isn't anyone threatening him.

Even in martial arts, no one can find his weakness.

But Huo is different.

He is the little prince of Mongolia.

And the Divine Knife Hall is no better than the Quanzhen Sect.

Shendaotang has always been a martial arts sect.

The Quanzhen Sect did not dare to destroy Mongolia, because they had to consider the influence, and Qiu Chuji and Genghis Khan also had an intersection, so the Quanzhen Sect was just brought by Huo Dou.

But the Divine Sword Hall is different from the Quanzhen Sect to Mongolia.

If Mongolia wants to destroy it, it can directly suppress it with a large army. Even if the Divine Sword Hall has thousands of disciples, it is not the opponent of Mongolia.

"Okay." Fu Hongxue nodded heavily.

His back seemed less straight.

It was like a man in the martial arts lowered his cold and arrogant head to the huge imperial court.

"Fu Daxia really values ​​love and righteousness." Huo Du laughed.

He smiled happily because his threat was successful.

"If you dare to go back on your word." Fu Hongxue stared closely into Huo Dou's eyes, "I will definitely kill you. If there are ten lords, I will kill ten, and if there are a hundred lords, I will kill a hundred."

Fu Hongxue's words made Huo Dou's heart tremble with fear, and it was only then that he remembered that the black-clothed swordsman in front of him had such amazing martial arts.

"Young Lord Huo Dou, don't question whether I can do it." Fu Hongxue licked his lips lightly, "It's just one knife."

Huo Dou suddenly stopped laughing, and his eyes on Fu Hongxue returned to the previous respect and flattery.

"Huo Dou understands, Huo Dou understands!" Huo Dou said hastily and respectfully.

The murderous intent in Fu Hongxue's eyes was too intense, and Huo Dou pushed too hard.

A dog jumps over a wall when it is in a hurry, and a rabbit will bite a person when it is in a hurry, let alone a person.

"Tell me, what's the matter." Fu Hongxue regained his haughty look.

Huo Dou glanced at Jinlun Fawang and the others. They were all injured now, and even Fu Hongxue had large and small wounds on his body.

"Let's recuperate first, and it's not too late to start after the injury is healed."