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Chapter 236 My aunt is the overlord and my father is the bow(2/3)

For a moment, his face looked extremely ugly.

Fairy Langhuan asked quickly: "Master, Zhao Hao is not dead yet?"

She just saw that Zhao Hao was dead, and she was full of regret, but she didn't expect...

Xu Fu nodded: "It was just the Queen of Ten Thousand Demons who used her great magical power to seal all his vitality. Although she was not dead, she fell into the hands of the Queen of Ten Thousand Demons and was not far from death!"

He told the truth, after all, he really couldn't imagine that the Queen of Ten Thousand Demons had any reason to keep the Qin Emperor's bloodline from being refined.

But he was still extremely uneasy.

Because this Queen of Ten Thousand Demons is really unpredictable.

The Qin Emperor's bloodline was extremely powerful. He had the pre-Qin identity and had a very close relationship with the Qin Emperor for a time. Only then did he find a breakthrough to refine the Qin Emperor's bloodline. Why is the Queen of Ten Thousand Demons?

And national destiny.

I worked under Qin Huang for so long and studied the national destiny in various ways, and only then did I discover loopholes in the national destiny, and it took a huge cost to temporarily exempt the national destiny.

But this queen of demons can easily capture people.

Why?

If the Queen of Ten Thousand Demons killed Zhao Hao and Zhao Wudi in front of him, then he would not have to worry about anything.

But she took the two away privately, which made him uneasy.

He was uneasy if he didn't see the destruction of the Zhao family with his own eyes.

Through the mask, although Fairy Langhuan could not see Xu Fu's face clearly, he could clearly feel that Xu Fu's emotions were very unstable.

She had seen Xu Fu more than once before through the Xuanguang Mirror, and this ancestor was calm and composed no matter what he was doing.

But since the Qin Emperor's bloodline happened, the ancestor has never calmed down.

She didn't know what to say, but she didn't say anything, and she felt a little awkward.

"By the way, Master, what is the essence of this Ten Thousand Demon Queen? Why can't the disciple see any signs?"

Xu Fu looked at the place where the Queen of Ten Thousand Demons disappeared, and his mood became deeper and deeper: "I don't know, I can't see it either."

Fairy Langhuan: “…”

I can’t even see what someone’s body is, the gap is really big!

...

"arrive!"

On the hanging grass slope, the Queen of Ten Thousand Demons took three people to the ground.

Zhao Hao instantly regained his ability to move, looked around, and couldn't help but look surprised.

This place is no different from ordinary ranches. There is also a row of wooden houses at the end, which looks particularly simple.

Such a simple place is on a hanging land.

It's really a bit...

He suddenly remembered what his grandmother had said.

It is said that when the black-faced man was young, he was so handsome that when he was grazing cattle outside the frontier, many girls from aliens and demons were fascinated by him.

This evil fate should have begun at that time.

"Okay! Your father and I went to rest. Except for the room on the far left, you can choose whatever you want."

The Queen of Ten Thousand Demons said, then carried the black-faced man up and walked directly to the room on the left.

Zhao Hao was shocked.

Fog grass!

Are banshees so anxious nowadays?

He couldn't watch his mother being hated. Although it was a bit difficult, he had to at least struggle.

"Auntie! Can you wait a moment?"

"Um?"

The Queen of Ten Thousand Demons was a little impatient.

Zhao Hao looked shy: "I used to hear my father mention you, but every time he was drunk like something, and he couldn't say a word, which made me very curious about the story of you two.

You also know that I am a famous literati and opera artist in Huang Country, and I have always been very impressed with this romantic love story. So I want to hear your story. If I had the chance, I might even be able to write it into a playbook and sing it in Huang Country."

"Um?!"

The Queen of Ten Thousand Demons' eyes lit up. This kid is really the eldest son of the aunt.

If it is really composed into an opera and sent back, I don’t believe that the woman doesn’t want to be separated from her.

She forgot about the sky, and the past years were flowing in her eyes.

For more than twenty years, no one has listened to their stories, and she has no interest in telling them to anyone.

But Zhao Hao is different, Zhao Hao is his son.

Damn it!

This is full of desire to express!

"Can……"

She looked at the black-faced man in her hand and was a little hesitant.

Zhao Hao took out the wooden bracelet from the black-faced man's hand and took out a jar of Hundred Fruit Fairy Wine from it: "Auntie! You have a story and I have wine. If you say you can leave, let's go!"

"Walk!"

The Queen of Ten Thousand Demons finally nodded, gently hooked her hand, and the door to the main hall opened.

Then, he put the black-faced man on the main seat of the tea table.

The black-faced man lying down like he was drunk.

She sat next to the black-faced man, just like a good wife and mother.

She waved to Zhao Hao: "What are you doing standing? Come here quickly!"

"Why!"

Zhao Hao responded with a smile, then pulled Luo Shui's wrist and walked over.

The moment he entered the house, his heart was thrilled.

He was very sure that he had never been to this place.

But for some reason, it made him feel inexplicably familiar.

After feeling it for a while, he vaguely felt that the aura here seemed to be somewhat similar to the pre-Qin underground palace under the imperial palace, with a simple and magnificent feeling, and some killing aura was inside.

What's going on?

He subconsciously touched the table. It looked obviously wood, but it felt a bit like bronze.

Could it be that this place has some connection with the pre-Qin period?

The reason why she is immune to the country's destiny is also related to this place?

Seeing that he was stunned, the Queen of Ten Thousand Demons couldn't help but reminded: "Hao'er?"

"ah……"

Zhao Hao reacted and laughed: "I always heard from my father that when he came here, he suddenly felt familiar. Auntie, you drink..."

As he said that, he poured a bowl of Hundred Fruit Immortal Wine for the Queen of Ten Thousand Demons.

The Queen of Wan Yao was quite satisfied with his reaction. She took a sip of wine and couldn't help but exclaim: "Good wine! But there is no fresh horse milk wine outside the frontier. Your father likes to drink the horse milk wine I made the most at that time..."

Just a sip of wine, the Queen of Ten Thousand Demons was like being drunk.

Soon, Zhao Hao heard a rural love novel.

It was the first time he knew that the outer wall of the gates they mentioned was a small grassland between Qingyezhou and the wild country. Because there was no spiritual energy, the demon clan was not very fond of it, so human tribes of all sizes appeared on it, and they were usually peaceful.

The structure of the story is quite simple. It is a simple and kind girl who successfully pursues her lover by relying on horse milk wine. As a result, her lover turns into a blackmail for the so-called human righteousness.

At the end of the talk, she couldn't help but look at the black-faced man who was still unconscious, and her tone was a little aggrieved: "Your father is just a shaft, and he can't listen to any different words. The demons often have the same things as each other. Those tribes have nothing to do with him, so why should you empathize with them?

I just persuaded him, and he was angry with me and wanted to break up with me. He ran back to the deserted country. I waited outside the Great Wall for many years but didn't see him come out. Otherwise, how could you let your mother take advantage of the loopholes and give birth to you?"

Zhao Hao grinned.

I thought to myself that the black-faced man was taught by the old man. What I instilled in national justice since I was a child was that of national justice. Even if I didn’t take it seriously, the underlying logic of thinking was determined. As soon as the human tribe was slaughtered, of course, it aroused all the emotions.

Although the demon clan is called the demon clan, it is actually not the same tribe at all.

Although there are some mutually beneficial relationships between tribes, it is ultimately a food chain with increased military power. It is normal to exterminate the clan. How could there be a concept of a community with a shared future like "state"?

This hand was divided.

Not a loss!
To be continued...
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