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Chapter 68 Good Morning Dream

"Hmph, this pagan bastard is not at all worry-free. His trip to Europe has made things so troublesome here! I...I want to make him look good..."

The person who speaks is young and beautiful, but the person who accompanys her is not happy. He really can't understand that a princess who has already been doing her wife actually has to get up early every day to practice sword skills. Especially when she practices sword skills, she looks like she wants to kill herself, which makes the person who accompany her want to tell her that she is not a "pagan bastard"!

There is no way to his nameless wife - Afafu, Azam Tulansha Sultan. If Zhao Fubo is the most afraid of in this world, then his wife Afafu in front of him is his second nemesis.

Just like the word "pagan bastard", as Zhao Fubo's most powerful brother, Azam Tulansha Sultan would easily send the ministers, governors, and sultans who said this to the judge's seat of "Glory of Imam". And he was sure that when the person who was sent to the judge's seat was labeled as a huge "hereth", no matter who it was, he could easily get rid of it.

But he couldn't, and Zhao Fubo, who was far away in Europe, dared not. He said that he had been married for so long, but His Highness, who had always been "guarding his body like jade", didn't care much. As an Arab Empire, the power of the other side of the Caliph Mustasin of Baghdad, was his situation, and women! He lacked any kind of woman!

But no one can bear the sin in front of him for him.

"You pagan bastard..."

When his wife Princess Afafu said these words, she gritted her teeth. The sharp knife in her hand went straight to her chest like a poisonous snake spitting a letter. This made Azam Tulansha Sultan very worried, worried about whether his wife would assassinate the "Emperor Aladdin". To be honest, if she really looked like that, he wouldn't know what to do then.

Probably the best way is to maintain strict neutrality with your nemesis in front of the person you are most afraid of. After they decide the winner, they will continue their unwavering "friendship or friendship" with the remaining ones.

"ah!"

Azam Tulansha Sultan's feet became soft and he sat on the ground. His wife Princess Afafu's sword stabbed him through his ear with a faint roar. This made him sweat all over his forehead, and he was afraid that one day his wife would really treat him as that pagan bastard and kill him with a knife!

"Oh, you lost again, is that pagan bastard so useless?"

Facing his wife's complaints, what else could Azam Tulansha Sultan say. He stood up with a wry smile because he knew his wife would never think of helping him.

"That won't be. Emperor Aladdin is much better than my sword technique. I remember the Egyptian king told me that when they fought, the emperor knocked him to the ground with the back of the knife within only two moves. I... that's absolutely impossible!"

Princess Alfafu seemed to love hearing these words, and she nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, this is even more worth looking forward to! Hey, you should practice your sword skills well, otherwise..."

At this moment, Princess Afafu was wearing the so-called practice clothes she prepared for herself. She never liked Abaya's robe. As long as she had a chance, she would throw the robe to a place where she couldn't find. Originally, Azam Tulansha Sultan was also hoping to find a few samurai warriors who could relieve the pain of getting up early every day and make her wife happy.

However, her so-called practice clothes were just for the convenience of movement. They were dressed in black and extremely elastic clothes. When worn, they wrapped her mature body with exquisite curves. This made Azam Tulansha Sultan in trouble. He could not let him kill a trainer every day.

"I'll go take a shower, and have you asked for a teacher who teaches Chinese?"

Azam Tulansha Sultan really couldn't understand why his wife expressed great interest in the products of Huaxia Island, including Chinese. She was just afraid that her wife would develop her habits. When "Emperor Aladdin" appeared in front of her, she would not slash her with one knife.

Fortunately, "Emperor Aladdin" is still far away in Europe at this moment, and even if his wife wants to kill him, she has to wait a long time before she can succeed. This is the only thing Azam Tulansha Sultan felt comforted.

"Soon, I've asked someone to send a message. If he doesn't come again, I'll chop him up!"

As mentioned earlier, in this world, Azam and Tulansha Sultan are afraid of two people, and one person is in his heart, and that is at the same level. That is his father-in-law, Mustasin, the Baghdad Caliph. And he is also sure that in a few years, if this caliph dies, the Baghdad Caliph will be renamed Azam and Tulansha. If anyone doesn't want to, I believe that "Imam Glory" will always make them agree.

Therefore, he often determined himself as the fourth powerful person in the entire Arab Empire. Although his wife is not a powerful person in the eyes of outsiders, as his nemesis, she must have her.

After finally sending his wife away, Azam Tulansha Sultan had the opportunity to observe a moment of silence on his waist. It was not until this time that the rescue team he prepared for him was reappeared in the drill. An Arab beauty and a European beauty, both of them were women that Azam Tulansha Sultan had only touched last night.

To be honest, now he has great power. As the most popular powerful in the Arab Empire, there are countless people who give him women. Even if he gives away those who don’t care much, he has to talk to him at home for 500. I don’t know whether it will cause illness in the future, but the lumbar muscle strain at this moment is not fake at all.

"Oh my waist, try some strength... I said you two, help me back to the bedroom. I think I need to move again... the activity will be completed!"

If it weren't for his nemesis, he would rather sleep until noon and get up, and he would ensure that these women would serve him by themselves, without even moving a little finger. But this morning, he was originally planning to sleep back and forth, but someone broke his plan.

"Your Majesty... Isn't it possible? Someone just came to inform you that His Majesty Caliph Mustasin is waiting for you, and some people say that a carrier pigeon is coming!"

"well……"
Chapter completed!
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