The Immortal Emperor is so fertile

Half a month later.

The escorting team arrived at the foot of Mangshan Mountain.

Lin Zhao personally came to send Lin Wenwen to the Qin Mansion as a concubine.

At this moment, he stood at the foot of the mountain, staring blankly at the greatly changed Mangshan Mountain.

At the foot of the mountain are endless military camps.

It's noon now, the sun is at its strongest, and it's the best time to practice martial arts.

Therefore, the shouts in the military camp were loud.

Although Lin Zhao is not a monk, he has entered Taoism through literature and has a cultivation level equivalent to the peak of Qi training. Naturally, he can feel the vitality of those soldiers fluctuating!

Those are all warriors!

My son-in-law has big plans... Lin Zhao looked thoughtful and stared at the plaque at the foot of the mountain.

On the plaque, there were three small compilations written that he couldn't understand at all, but they were very elegant and beautiful.

Afang Palace!

This is Qin Tian's way of remembering his origins.

After receiving the news that Lin Zhao had delivered the goods to his door, Qin Tian took the initiative to go down the mountain to greet him.

He stepped forward with a smile on his face, clasped his fists and said:

"My son-in-law is the lord of Qingyang Kingdom for the first time. He has a lot of trivial matters. He is a step late. Please ask your father-in-law, Yuan Youze..."

At this moment, Qin Tian is not wearing a groom's suit, but a purple robe!

Depicting dragons and embroidering phoenixes, they are extremely gorgeous!

This is the privilege granted to him by the Emperor of Zhou Dynasty as a ‘county man’!

Lin Zhao had no choice but to bow and salute: "I pay my respects to the county man..."

Qin Tian was satisfied.

He's taking revenge.

That day, he took the initiative to propose marriage with a betrothal gift and sincerity, but Lao Deng actually rejected him. Now he not only wants to send his daughter to his door, but also salutes him as his son-in-law!

Waited for a while.

Qin Tiancai slowly walked over, helped Lin Zhao up who was bowing and bowing, and said with a smile: "We are all one family, what else can we say? My father-in-law and I will not return home until we are drunk today!"

Lin Zhao nodded slowly.

But suddenly I felt like a light on my back.

The source of this feeling was Lin Wenwen, who was sitting in the sedan chair and holding a bird fan in her hand.

Without him, how could Qin Tian have a bridal chamber when he was drunk?

Could it be that on the wedding night, she, a young girl who had only done craft work, should become a guest?

Girls are outward-looking... Lin Zhaoru has a problem in his throat.

He forced a smile and went to the banquet.

It's like sitting on pins and needles, and the days are like years.

Especially when the sun gradually set, Lin Zhao could no longer see Qin Tian's figure, and his expression became even more miserable.

At this time, Qin Tian is most likely doing whatever he wants!

Well, he guessed it right.

bedroom.

Qin Tian held a tape measure in his hand, with a wicked smile on his face like a bad boy teasing a good woman, and slowly walked towards Lin Wenwen, who was sitting on the bedside, trembling slightly.

"Lady, look at your legs..."

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【bite! Congratulations to the host female cultivator for taking a concubine. Reward the top-grade Qi Gathering Pill*100 and the low-grade spirit stone*1000! 】

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(Ten thousand words are omitted here. I know you don’t like to read them, so I won’t write them...)

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early morning.

Lin Wenwen staggered behind Qin Tian and went to Bieyuan to serve Qin's father and mother Qin's daughter-in-law tea.

Her face was filled with a happy smile.

Although she is only one of the nine golden flowers...

But the smile at this moment is not only because she grew up last night and knew how happy and interesting the adult world is, but more importantly, Qin Tian is very big... square!

And pity for her.

Although Qin Tian was rude and ruthless last night, he gave her a bottle of elixir afterwards!

The best heaven-level Qi Gathering Pill!

Ten pills are enough for her to practice for a year!

Therefore, if she can reap so many benefits every time she breaks a melon, then she is willing to break a melon every day!

……………………

At the foot of Mang Mountain.

In the city, a ghostly figure with white hair and beard appears.

The old man looked at the Afang Palace built against the mountain, with a cruel smile on his lips.

It’s good to have a prosperous population!

In this way, he can kill to his heart's content!

Well, this is the blood knife ancestor who came to avenge his disciple, the seventeen bloody bandits.

After all, Qin Tian's appearance is so outstanding that he is the only one in the world. The Blood Knife Ancestor can easily find out everything about Qin Tian.

Great foundation building power!

But in front of him, a strong man in the extraordinary realm, he is just an ant!

The next second.

The figure of the Blood Knife Ancestor disappeared in Fangshi and instantly appeared at the main entrance of Afang Palace.

But it seemed that there was a layer of mist covering his body, so that the guards guarding the door didn't even notice his arrival.

The Blood Knife Ancestor sneered.

He's going on a killing spree!

For example, the milk cat squatting on the door plaque!

At this moment, the kitten was lazily basking in the sun, holding up one of its hind legs in an exaggerated manner, and licking its head near the ditch. It looked very arrogant at first glance!

Ancestor is very unhappy!

Therefore, he must first use the body of this milk cat to awaken the murderous intention of the blood knife in his hand!

Canglanglang!

The long sword was unsheathed, and the light of the sword was pointed directly at the little milk cat on the door plaque.

However, the scene of the Blood Knife Ancestor's expected cut in half and half a foot of blood splattering did not appear. The light of the knife disappeared inexplicably. Immediately, he saw a hint of ridicule in the expression of the motionless milk cat.

That's it?

No meal?

The Blood Knife Ancestor was confused.

Just because the milk cat is motionless does not mean that there are no other reactions.

The Twelve Yuan Chen Sword Formation arranged by Qin Tian on the mountain sensed the enemy's aura and suddenly lit up with a blinding light.

Immediately afterwards, twelve sword shadows were swimming in the air, like twelve giant pythons, choosing people to eat!

Qin Tian also reacted.

He didn't even care about the pills that were about to be refined, and appeared at the gate in a few flashes.

"Where did this thief come from? How dare he act wildly in front of the men's house in this county?"

"Are you Qin Tian?"

The Blood Knife Patriarch asked sinisterly.

Although he had already judged the other party's identity from Qin Tian's appearance, he was a villain who advocated correct procedures. He always asked clearly before killing others' families!

"Yes, it's your grandfather Qin Tian!"

"Okay, you can tell me your identity and purpose!"

...

Hearing Qin Tian's words, the Blood Knife Patriarch did not get angry.

After all, who would care about the shouting of a dead person?

He laughed twice, called back the blood knife hovering in the air, and said proudly: "This knife is a yellow-grade top-grade spiritual treasure. The knife is four feet, four inches and four points long. There are 74,951 people who died under the knife!"

"You are the 74,952nd person"

Qin Tian was confused.

Are all villains so stylish nowadays... Qin Tian frowned and asked, "We have never met before, why do you want to kill me?"

The Blood Knife Patriarch said sinisterly, "Do you remember the Seventeen Heroes of Shubi Lake?"

Shubi Lake? You have traveled through the book, old bitch... Qin Tian was stunned, but he suddenly realized, "Are you talking about the Seventeen Blood Hand Bandits?"

The Blood Knife Patriarch had a dark face.

Everyone has a sense of shame, and the word "bandit" is not very nice. In the past, they were all called heroes...

Well, they called themselves so.

But the Blood Blade Patriarch had already determined that Qin Tian would definitely die, so he didn't care and shouted in a broken voice: "You killed all my disciples, so I will naturally kill your entire family, chickens, ducks, pigs, and dogs!"

"And the cat can't be spared!"

"Prepare to die!"

"Wait!"

Qin Tian looked righteous: "I killed your seventeen disciples, so you want to kill my whole family, even the little kitten? What about the people who died at the hands of your seventeen disciples?"

"Who should the tens of millions of resentful souls ask for their lives?"