Comprehensive martial arts: Summon Li Chungang and ask Wu Zetian for advice

Chapter 11 There are many good-looking skins, and I have no shortage of them.

"Dance again? You really are a lustful emperor."

Wanwan's heart was full of resentment, but under Zhu Houzhao's burning gaze, she had no choice but to dance one more time.

Then, the melodious singing sounded again, and the graceful dance steps also appeared again.

that's it.

Under Zhu Houzhao's command, one dance followed another.

Wanwan didn't know how many times this had happened. She just felt like a puppet on strings, being manipulated by Zhu Houzhao.

"It's really abominable!"

At this time, Wanwan also understood that Zhu Houzhao was not charmed by her.

This is deliberately teasing yourself.

As a saint of the Demon Sect, Wanwan has countless suitors wherever she goes. How could she be driven by people like this?
This made Wanwan extremely angry, and the face that attracted countless people was filled with anger.

"Damn dog emperor!"

"You actually teased me in all kinds of ways. Today I want you to look good."

In the end, Wanwan was so angry that she escaped and flew straight towards Zhu Houzhao.

At this moment, she was already blinded by anger, so she could not care about the stakes.

not to mention.

Wanwan herself is a person who dares to love and hate, so how can she care about this?

just.

Facing Wanwan's attack, Zhu Houzhao did not look at her. Instead, he lowered his head and took a sip of hot tea, his expression as usual.

On the contrary, Wu Meiniang on the side looked horrified and horrified.

"do not want!"

She stood in front of Zhu Houzhao without hesitation and let out an exclamation.

"Humph!"

Zhu Houzhao snorted coldly, raised his head slowly, his face was extremely cold, his eyes were sharp, and he said coldly: "I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

"what?"

Seeing Zhu Houzhao's indifferent expression, Wanwan's expression changed drastically and she looked gloomy. Could it be that she had been trapped.

next moment.

An extremely strong bloody smell assaulted the nostrils, murderous and heart-stopping.

Then a flash of scarlet suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. The scarlet was dazzling and alluring.

Before she could react, it was like a red snake, attacking her.

Wanwan's beautiful eyes stared at the scarlet red with great solemnity, because the scarlet red made her feel extremely dangerous and made her whole body feel cold.

Her keen intuition told her that under that scarlet color, she might really die.

"No, I must not die here."

The sense of crisis of death continued to spread in her heart, and it also aroused the anger in her heart.

To know.

She is a saint from the Demon Sect, even though she has always shown herself to be enchanting and charming.

But countless people died in her hands, and she would not show any mercy when killing people.

"If that's the case, there's nothing we can do about it."

At this moment, Wanwan's eyes were no longer charming and alluring, but became extremely cold, as cold as ice.

An aura of determination and indifference suddenly emanated from her body.

The surging true energy burst out of her body and gathered in her palm, ready to go.

Astonishingly, it is the magic sect's unique skill - the secret of the devil!

It was obvious that Wanwan was ready for a fight to the death.

but.

From the human cat's perspective, Wanwan's actions were more like a desperate struggle, which was of no avail.

He slowly emerged, his eyes were cold, he smiled sarcastically and said: "That's ridiculous!"

The human cat's callous words fell clearly on Wanwan's ears, making her face turn even paler.

The three thousand red threads were placed in front of her eyebrows, and an aura of death filled the air.

In desperation, she had no choice but to use the full power of Tianmo Mi.

The surging true energy blasted towards the three thousand red threads, trying to resist even half of it.

"The mantis is like a cart, and it kills itself."

Seeing this, the human cat sneered even more, but showed no mercy for the three thousand red silk in his hand.In Wanwan's frightened eyes, the three thousand red threads broke through everything and kept approaching her, carrying the aura of death.

At this moment, she only felt the lotus of death blooming around her.

Seeing the scarlet in her eyes getting bigger and bigger, she closed her eyes unwillingly.

It’s over.

These were the last thoughts in her mind.

Because even if her master comes here, there is nothing he can do against these three thousand red silks. This is purely a gap in strength.

And that's when it happened.

"Wait, save her life!"

Zhu Houzhao's voice sounded again.

As Zhu Houzhao's voice fell, the cold feeling of death disappeared and disappeared.

Wanwan's heart suddenly felt relaxed, and she finally survived.

She opened her eyes happily and saw Zhu Houzhao looking at her with a sneer, as if admiring the posture of a clown.

This made her feel angry again, but when she thought of the three thousand red silk just now, she had no choice but to give up the idea.

But when she looked at Zhu Houzhao, she couldn't help but froze, and she was shocked.

The people on Mo are like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

Looking at the young man with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, exuding a natural majesty in his movements, such a sentence popped out of his heart for no reason.

Is this Emperor Ming?

She couldn't see a trace of malaise in his eyes, but only unparalleled wisdom and dazzling brilliance.

The Emperor Ming, who was regarded as fatuous by outsiders, turned out to be such a handsome man.

This made her distracted for a moment.

There have been hundreds of bad men chasing her over the years, but she has never seen a man like Zhu Houzhao.

It's just that Zhu Houzhao doesn't care about Wanwan's thoughts at the moment.

His deep and cold eyes fell directly on Wanwan, and he said indifferently: "Wanwan, the saint of the Demon Sect, has the body of a demon, am I right?"

"How? How could he know my identity?!"

These words made Wanwan stunned for a moment, her brows furrowed, and she was extremely surprised.

On their way to the Demon Sect, Insects were very cautious and rarely revealed their whereabouts.

So, how did Zhu Houzhao know?
And the look on Wu Meiniang's face also made her puzzled.

When Wu Meiniang dreamed of Zhu Houzhao, her eyes were full of admiration and awe. How could there be any hint of control over Zhu Houzhao?
In her opinion, all this seemed like Zhu Houzhao controlled Wu Meiniang, rather than Wu Meiniang being fascinated by Zhu Houzhao as rumored outside.

Everyone thought that Wu Meiniang controlled Zhu Houzhao, and that Datang was behind all Wu Meiniang's actions.

But now it seems that this is not the case. Behind all this is Zhu Houzhao.

The emperor who everyone thinks is fatuous has already secretly controlled Wu Meiniang, and even...

If this is the case, wouldn't it mean that everything they did was clearly seen under the eyes of the emperor?
This thought made Wanwan's whole body tremble, and she broke into a cold sweat.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me."

Wanwan's expression changed instantly, she was naturally charming, and with the bonus of the devil's strategy, she looked even more pitiful and pitiable.

Seeing Wanwan's posture, she secretly used the Demon Dance in an attempt to control herself.

"That's enough, you are indeed beautiful! But so what?"

When he said this, Zhu Houzhao's face was calm, his eyes were extremely cold, and his tone was even more domineering: "Who do you think I am, that I will be deceived by your beauty?"

Wanwan is certainly beautiful and a stunner.

Ordinary people may be obsessed with beauty,
But Zhu Houzhao doesn’t know how!
Because he is the emperor and the king.

Since ancient times, there may have been emperors who loved beauty but not the country, but Zhu Houzhao was obviously not one of them.

Good-looking skins are all the same. He will only appreciate them, but he will never indulge in them.

"Your skin is certainly beautiful and pleasing to the eye."

"But to me, it's just a skinny word. It's not enough to keep you alive."

"If you don't know what's interesting, I wouldn't mind adding a little more color to this beautiful skin."

Zhu Houzhao's face was gloomy, and his eyes fell on Wanwan with an unfathomable sharpness.

The cold and stern eyes made Wanwan's heart tremble, as if she was in a cold moon and the middle of winter, and her heart was very desolate.

The clarity in Zhu Houzhao's eyes was something she had never seen before.

Never before has a person's aura been so terrifying and so depressing that it actually gave her a feeling of ups and downs.

(End of this chapter)