"Do you want me to join the Manchu Qing?" Blood Knife Ancestor sneered. "Mongolia is now the most powerful country in the world. It has millions of cavalry under its command. Wherever it goes, its enemies flee. Although there are still a few countries resisting, they are struggling at death's door. Do you think I would be stupid enough to follow you to the Manchu Qing? "
"Ancestor, you have a clear view of Qiu … Xiang, if I were to advise you to surrender to the Manchurian Qing, wouldn't that be insulting your intelligence?" Wei Xiaobao quickly waved his hand, "What I'm talking about is naturally for you to become a marquis in the Mongolian Kingdom."
"Ha, aren't you afraid of biting your tongue?" Blood Knife Ancestor sneered. "Not just you, even the young Emperor Kangxi doesn't have that ability."
"Of course the Emperor is more capable than me, but …" Wei Xiaobao deliberately paused.
Blood Knife Ancestor asked curiously, "But what?"
"But there are some things the Emperor can't do." Wei Xiaobao pointed at himself. "But I don't have such concerns."
"What things?" Blood Knife Ancestor looked at him in confusion.
"For example … betraying the interests of the Qing Empire." Wei Xiaobao smiled mysteriously.
Blood Knife Ancestor's heart skipped a beat. Maybe there really was a chance. He quickly shouted, "Be more specific!"
"As far as I know, your Mongolian Khan, Temujin, divided the Mongolian army into four parts. The most elite troops were led by him and his fifth grandson, Xulewu, to the west. Then, he sent his fourth grandson, Khubilai, to attack the Jin and the Song. His nephew, Cha Han, the Prince of Ruyang, to the west. Finally, your master, the seventh grandson, Ali no … Da, to stay behind in the Mongolian plains and plot against the Qing Dynasty. If I remember correctly, the other three armies were unstoppable, but your master's army was the worst." Wei Xiaobao chuckled. He was secretly glad that he had often stayed by Xiao Xuanzi's side and heard him talk a lot. He actually knew the situation in the world.
"Our Prince is Ali Buda!" Blood Knife Ancestor glared at him angrily.
"Ali is not Da, Ali is not Ge. Isn't it just a difference of one word? It doesn't matter, I didn't call him Ali Baba." Seeing that Blood Knife Ancestor was about to explode, Wei Xiaobao quickly said, "My analysis just now was correct, right?"
"Humph, your Manchurian Qing's national strength is not weak, Kangxi has a lot of capable ministers and military generals under his command, plus Prince Bao of Shengjing and Wu Sangui of Shanhai Pass, they are mutually supporting each other, our Wangye suffering a little loss is nothing." Blood Knife Ancestor said stubbornly, but he knew in his heart that the Seventh Lord had not made any contributions over the years.
Brother Alibur read the battle reports from the other three routes in his tent every day. His temper was getting worse and worse. It was fine if Prince of Ruyang became Khan, but he was destined not to be the next Khan. However, his fourth and fifth brothers had such brilliant achievements, but he himself was disgraced. It was getting more and more disadvantageous for him to fight for the position of the next Khan …
As one of Brother Ali Bu Li's trusted aides, how could Blood Knife Ancestor not be aware of his master's troubles?
"If I had my way. Chapter 70 A Glib Tongue
If I could turn the situation around, how do you think your Wangye would reward you? "Wei Xiaobao asked with slanted eyes.
Blood Knife Ancestor's heart skipped a beat. If the Seventh Lord could achieve brilliant achievements against the Manchurian Qing, coupled with the fact that he was the Khan's favorite imperial grandson, the position of the next Khan would not be far away. As long as the Wangye ascended to the throne, it would not be difficult for him to become a Marquis or Prime Minister.
"Why don't you tell me? If I think it's reasonable, I might really let you go. If I find out that you, little brat, are playing tricks on me, hehe, this blood knife of mine can cut through iron like mud. At that time, I'll cut off your flesh piece by piece and turn you into a human stick." Blood Knife Ancestor held the shining knife and made a few cuts on Wei Xiaobao's body.
A layer of goosebumps appeared on Wei Xiaobao's skin due to the cold blade. Wei Xiaobao quickly and gently pushed the knife away and said with a flattering smile, "If I lied to you, Ancestor, wouldn't I be tired of living?"
"Your Wangye has sufficient troops and rations. The reason why you can't break through the situation is mainly because our Emperor has joined forces with Shanhai Pass' Wu Sangui and Shengjing's Prince Bao to form a triangular formation, causing you to be attacked from both sides every time, right?" Wei Xiaobao asked.
"Yes." Blood Knife Ancestor admitted. Every time the Seventh Lord sent out his troops, he had to spend a lot of troops to guard against the other two routes. Facing the Manchurian Qing's impregnable defense line, he always had a feeling of not knowing where to start.
"Then what if I have a way to make Kangxi destroy the Great Wall?" Wei Xiaobao silently said in his heart, "Little Xuanzi, at this critical moment, don't blame me if you offend him."
Blood Knife Ancestor's heart was beating wildly. If the Manchurian Qing court their own death, then wouldn't the Seventh Lord's opportunity come? He hurriedly asked, "How to destroy it?"
Seeing that he had fallen into the trap, Wei Xiaobao let out a long sigh of relief and quickly explained, "Wu Sangui has long wanted to rebel and become the Emperor himself, Prince Bao has always been thinking about the throne in the Forbidden City, and Kangxi has long wanted to get rid of the two of them. Unfortunately, your Seventh Lord just happened to attack at this time, so the three parties can only put aside their personal grudges and unite against the common enemy."
"You mean that if our Seventh Lord retreats, they will kill each other?" Blood Knife Ancestor was delighted.
"How can it be that easy?" Wei Xiaobao rolled his eyes at him. "However, as long as you let me return to Kangxi's side, with me fanning the flames, Kangxi will definitely attack the two of them. At that time, when the civil war breaks out, your Seventh Lord will be the fisherman who benefits from it. Won't his power be like a broken bamboo?"
"What good will it do you by doing this?" Blood Knife Ancestor did not completely believe him. Instead, he looked at Wei Xiaobao suspiciously.
"I, Wei Xiaobao, have no great ambition. I just want to be a high-ranking official, then have money to gamble and beauties to play with. As for who the master is, it doesn't matter." Wei Xiaobao chuckled. "Ancestor, didn't you just say that the Mongolian Kingdom's domination of the world is inevitable? Aren't I trying to find a way out as soon as possible? When Ancestor goes back, I hope that you can put in a good word for me in front of the Seventh Lord. Xiaobao's future glory, splendor, wealth, and rank will depend on him. "
"Hahaha, that's for sure." Blood Knife Ancestor patted Wei Xiaobao's shoulder. The two looked at each other and laughed loudly.
"I don't know what's so funny about the two of you, can you tell me?" A cold voice came from not far away. The two of them turned around in surprise and found that Hong Antong was already standing thirty feet away.
Blood Knife Ancestor sighed inwardly. He had already heard that someone was coming, but he pretended not to know anything. He hugged Wei Xiaobao and laughed loudly, but his right hand was tightly gripping the blood knife. If the other side wanted to sneak attack from behind, he would have already taken a fatal blow.
"So it's Hong Jiaozhu, how is the situation in the camp?" Blood Knife Ancestor gripped the knife hilt and looked at him defensively.
"Yuan Chengzhi is seriously injured, Sangjie lost an arm. If not for the sudden appearance of Tian Di Hui's Chen Jinnan, the old man would have taken Yuan Chengzhi's life." Hong Antong snorted coldly.
"Shifu came to save me ~" Wei Xiaobao could not help but feel warm in his heart.
Listening to Wei Xiaobao's words a moment ago, Blood Knife Ancestor's heart was already moved; he planned to take the credit for himself; thereupon he deceived Hong Antong by saying, "Right now Ancestor wants to take this little child to Mongolia, I wonder what Hong Jiaozhu wants to do?"
"Naturally, I want to escort him to Mongolia with Ancestor, and also pay my respects to the Seventh Prince," Hong Antong said with a faint smile.
Noticing Blood Knife Ancestor's somewhat tempted expression, Wei Xiaobao became anxious and quickly shouted, "Ancestor, you mustn't believe what he said. I slept with this old turtle's wife, and this old turtle has always wanted to skin me and pull out my tendons …"
Wei Xiaobao did not dare to say that Hong Antong coveted the Forty-two-chapter Sutra on him. If he said it, it was hard to guarantee that Blood Knife Ancestor would not become greedy. In a moment of desperation, he quickly made up a lie to make Blood Knife Ancestor believe that Hong Antong and him had a hatred as deep as the sea, and that Hong Antong wished to cut him into pieces …
The greatest hatred in the world was the hatred of killing one's father, the hatred of stealing one's wife, the hatred of killing one's father … Considering the age difference between him and Hong Antong, Blood Knife Ancestor was not a fool, so he could only use the hatred of stealing one's wife.
Hong Antong was so angry that his whole body trembled. "Bastard, a scoundrel like you can get within three feet of my wife's body?"
"Old turtle, why don't you look at yourself in the mirror? You already have such a big head of white hair, and you even married such a coquettish young wife. Do you still have the ability to satisfy her? She doesn't have anything to eat at home, so of course, she comes out to look for food. Your subordinates are all afraid of you, but I, your father, am not! " Wei Xiaobao's words just happened to poke the greatest pain in Hong Antong's heart. Immediately, he was so angry that his hair and beard stood on end, and his fingers made cracking sounds.
Wei Xiaobao knew that if he did not make Blood Knife Ancestor completely believe that the two of them could not live under the same sky, then perhaps all of his previous efforts would have been in vain. Although he was a little frightened when he saw Hong Antong's ferocious appearance, he still clenched his teeth and continued to add oil to the fire. "Not only can I get close to Madame Hong, but I can also enter her body." As he spoke, he wretchedly shrugged his waist and licked his lips. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Madame Hong's delicate body is really white and smooth. Her needs are really big ~"
"Your father will kill you, you little beast!" Hong Antong couldn't bear it anymore and threw a punch.
Thinking of Madame Hong's coquettish and flirtatious appearance, the more Wei Xiaobao cursed, the more excited he became. Who would have thought that when Hong Antong was several zhang away from him, Hong Antong would turn around and arrive at him? Looking at the earth-bowl-sized fist, Wei Xiaobao was scared silly. His feet couldn't move at all.
Blood Knife Ancestor's beautiful dream of being bestowed the title of marquis and minister was still relying on Wei Xiaobao; how could he watch him die? Hong Antong, who had been holding the Blood Knife all along, was on guard. In the time it took for a spark to fly off a flint, a saber light flashed, forcing Hong Antong to retreat several feet away.
"Blood Knife Ancestor, this little beast has insulted me too much. Could it be that you really want to help him?" Hong Antong fiercely glared at Blood Knife Ancestor.
"Cult Leader Hong, why are you so angry? The innocent will naturally be innocent …" Blood Knife Ancestor thought, 'I've long heard about Madame Hong's beauty. With just one look at Hong Antong's age, I can tell that he can't have sex with anyone. Could it be that Madame Hong is really lonely and can't bear it … Hehe, this kid Wei Xiaobao's temperament is a bit similar to Ancestor's.
Noticing Blood Knife Ancestor's wretched expression, he thought of his reputation for raping women. Hong Antong University's Chapter 71: The Divine Dragon Sect Leader Fuming with Rage
"Naturally, I'll escort him to Mongolia with Ancestor and pay my respects to the Seventh Prince," Hong Antong said with a faint smile.
Noticing Blood Knife Ancestor's somewhat moved expression, Wei Xiaobao became anxious and hurriedly shouted, "Ancestor, you mustn't believe what he said. I slept with this old turtle's wife, and this old turtle has always wanted to skin me and pull out my tendons …"
Wei Xiaobao didn't dare to say that Hong Antong coveted the Forty-two-chapter Sutra on him. If he did, it was hard to guarantee that Blood Knife Ancestor wouldn't become greedy. In a moment of desperation, he quickly made up a lie to make Blood Knife Ancestor believe that Hong Antong had a deep-seated hatred for him and that Hong Antong wanted to hack him into pieces …
The greatest hatred in the world was the hatred of killing one's father and stealing one's wife. As for killing one's father … Considering the age difference between him and Hong Antong, Blood Knife Ancestor wasn't a fool. Therefore, he could only use the hatred of stealing one's wife.
Hong Antong was so angry that his whole body trembled. "Bastard, a scoundrel like you dares to get within three feet of my wife?"
"Old turtle, why don't you look in the mirror? You already have such a big head of white hair, and you even married such a coquettish young wife. Do you still have the ability to satisfy her? She doesn't have anything to eat at home, so of course she'll come out to look for food. Your subordinates are afraid of you, but I, your father, am not! " Wei Xiaobao's words just happened to poke the greatest pain in Hong Antong's heart. Immediately, he was so angry that his hair and beard stood on end, and his fingers made cracking sounds.
Wei Xiaobao knew that if he didn't make Blood Knife Ancestor completely believe that the two of them were absolutely irreconcilable enemies, then perhaps all of his previous efforts would have been in vain. Although he was somewhat frightened by Hong Antong's ferocious appearance, he still clenched his teeth and continued to add oil to the fire. "Not only can I get close to Madame Hong, but I can also enter her body." As he spoke, he wretchedly shrugged his waist and licked his lips. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Madame Hong's delicate body is really white and smooth. Her needs are really big ~"
"Your father will kill you, you little bastard!" Hong Antong couldn't bear it anymore and threw a punch.
Recalling Madame Hong's coquettish and flirtatious appearance, the more Wei Xiaobao cursed, the more excited he became, even he himself was excited. Who would have thought that several zhang away, Hong Antong would turn around and arrive at him? Looking at the earthen bowl-sized fist, Wei Xiaobao was scared silly, both his feet were unable to move.
Blood Knife Ancestor's dream of becoming a marquis and becoming a minister was still relying on Wei Xiaobao. How could he watch him die? Hong Antong had been holding the blood knife on guard. In the time it took for a spark to fly off a flint, the knife flashed, and Hong Antong had no choice but to retreat several feet.
"Blood Knife Ancestor, this little bastard has insulted me too much. Are you really going to help him?" Hong Antong fiercely glared at Blood Knife Ancestor.
"Hong Jiaozhu, why are you so angry? The innocent will naturally be innocent …" Blood Knife Ancestor pondered in his heart, "I've long heard about Madame Hong's reputation for beauty. Looking at this Hong Antong's age, I can tell that he can't have sex with anyone. Could it be that Madame Hong is really lonely and can't bear it … heh heh, this kid Wei Xiaobao's temperament is a bit similar to the Ancestor's.
Noticing Blood Knife Ancestor's wretched expression, he thought of his reputation for raping women. Hong Antong University's Chapter 71: The Divine Dragon Sect Leader Fuming with Rage
"Naturally, I'll escort him to Mongolia with Ancestor and pay my respects to the Seventh Prince," Hong Antong said with a faint smile.
Noticing Blood Knife Ancestor's somewhat moved expression, Wei Xiaobao became anxious and hurriedly shouted, "Ancestor, you must not believe what he said. I slept with this old tortoise's wife, and this old tortoise has always wanted to skin me and pull out my tendons …"
Wei Xiaobao didn't dare to say that Hong Antong coveted the Forty-two-chapter Sutra on him. If he did, it was hard to guarantee that Blood Knife Ancestor wouldn't be greedy. In a moment of desperation, he quickly made up a lie to make Blood Knife Ancestor believe that Hong Antong had a deep-seated hatred for him and that Hong Antong wanted to hack him into pieces …
The greatest hatred in the world was the hatred of killing one's father and stealing one's wife. As for killing one's father … Considering the age difference between him and Hong Antong, Blood Knife Ancestor wasn't a fool. Therefore, he could only use the hatred of stealing one's wife.
Hong Antong was so angry that his whole body trembled. "Bastard, a scoundrel like you can get within three feet of my wife?"
"Old tortoise, why don't you look at yourself in the mirror? You already have such a big head of white hair, and you even married such a coquettish young wife. Do you still have the ability to satisfy her? She doesn't have anything to eat at home, so of course, she comes out to look for food. Your subordinates are all afraid of you, but I'm not! " Wei Xiaobao's words coincidentally poked the greatest pain in Hong Antong's heart. Immediately, he was so angry that his hair and beard stood on end, and his fingers cracked.
Wei Xiaobao knew that if he didn't make Blood Knife Ancestor completely believe that the two of them were absolutely irreconcilable, then all of his previous efforts would have been in vain. Although he was a little frightened when he saw Hong Antong's ferocious appearance, he still clenched his teeth and continued to add oil to the fire. "Not only can I get close to Madame Hong, but I can also enter her body." As he spoke, he wretchedly shrugged his waist and licked his lips. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Madame Hong's delicate body is really white and smooth. Her needs are really big ~"
"I'll kill you, you little beast!" Hong Antong couldn't bear it anymore and threw a punch.
Thinking of Madame Hong's coquettish and coquettish appearance, the more Wei Xiaobao cursed, the more excited he became. Who would have thought that when he was several zhang away, Hong Antong would turn around and arrive at him. Looking at the bowl-sized fist, Wei Xiaobao was scared silly. His feet couldn't even move.
Blood Knife Ancestor's dream of becoming a marquis and becoming a minister was still relying on Wei Xiaobao. How could he watch him die? Hong Antong had been holding the Blood Knife on guard. In the time it took for a spark to fly off a flint, the knife flashed, and Hong Antong had no choice but to retreat several feet.
"Blood Knife Ancestor, this little beast has insulted me too much. Could it be that you really want to help him?" Hong Antong fiercely glared at Blood Knife Ancestor.
"Cult Leader Hong, why are you so angry? The innocent will be innocent …" Blood Knife Ancestor thought, 'I've long heard about Madame Hong's beauty. With just one look at Hong Antong's age, I can tell that he can't have sex with anyone. Could it be that Madame Hong is really lonely … Hehe, this kid Wei Xiaobao's appetite is a bit similar to Ancestor's. Another day, I'll also go to Divine Dragon Island as a guest and have a taste of Madame Hong's beauty.'
Noticing Blood Knife Ancestor's wretched expression, he thought of his reputation for raping women. Hong Antong University's Chapter 71: The Divine Dragon Sect Leader Fuming with Rage
"Naturally, I'll escort him to Mongolia with Ancestor and pay my respects to the Seventh Prince," Hong Antong said with a faint smile.
Noticing Blood Knife Ancestor's somewhat moved expression, Wei Xiaobao became anxious and hurriedly shouted, "Ancestor, you mustn't believe what he said. I slept with this old turtle's wife, and this old turtle has always wanted to skin me and pull out my tendons …"
Wei Xiaobao didn't dare to say that Hong Antong coveted the Forty-two-chapter Sutra on him. If he did, it was hard to guarantee that Blood Knife Ancestor wouldn't become greedy. In a moment of desperation, he quickly made up a lie to make Blood Knife Ancestor believe that Hong Antong had a deep-seated hatred for him and that Hong Antong wanted to hack him into pieces …
The greatest hatred in the world was the hatred of killing one's father and stealing one's wife. As for killing one's father … Considering the age difference between him and Hong Antong, Blood Knife Ancestor wasn't a fool. Therefore, he could only use the hatred of stealing one's wife.
Hong Antong was so angry that his whole body trembled. "Bastard, a scoundrel like you dares to come within three feet of my wife?"
"Old turtle, why don't you look in the mirror? You already have such a big head of white hair, yet you still married such a coquettish young wife. Do you still have the ability to satisfy her? She doesn't have anything to eat at home, so of course, she comes out to look for food. Your subordinates are all afraid of you, but I, your father, am not! " Wei Xiaobao's words just happened to poke the greatest pain in Hong Antong's heart. Immediately, he was so angry that his hair and beard stood on end, and his fingers made cracking sounds.
Wei Xiaobao knew that if he didn't make Blood Knife Ancestor completely believe that the two of them were absolutely irreconcilable enemies, then perhaps all of his previous efforts would have been in vain. Although he was somewhat frightened by Hong Antong's ferocious appearance, he still clenched his teeth and continued to add oil to the fire. "Not only can I get close to Madame Hong, but I can also enter her body." As he spoke, he wretchedly shrugged his waist and licked his lips. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Madame Hong's delicate body is really white and smooth. Her needs are really big ~"
"Your father will kill you, you little bastard!" Hong Antong couldn't bear it anymore and threw a punch.
Thinking of Madame Hong's coquettish appearance, the more Wei Xiaobao cursed, the more excited he became. He didn't know that Hong Antong would turn around and arrive several feet away. Looking at the bowl-sized fist, Wei Xiaobao was scared silly. His feet couldn't move at all.
Blood Knife Ancestor's dream of becoming a marquis and becoming a minister was still relying on Wei Xiaobao. How could he watch Wei Xiaobao die? Hong Antong had been holding the blood knife on guard. In the time it took for a spark to fly off a flint, the knife flashed, and Hong Antong had no choice but to retreat several feet.
"Blood Knife Ancestor, this little bastard insulted me too much. Do you really want to help him?" Hong Antong fiercely glared at Blood Knife Ancestor.
"Cult Leader Hong, why are you so angry? The innocent will naturally be innocent …" Blood Knife Ancestor thought, 'I've long heard about Madame Hong's beauty. With just one look at Hong Antong's age, I can tell that he can't have sex with anyone. Could it be that Madame Hong is really lonely and can't bear it … Hehe, this kid Wei Xiaobao's temperament is a bit similar to Ancestor's.
Noticing Blood Knife Ancestor's wretched expression, he thought of his reputation for raping women. Hong Antong University's Chapter 71: The Divine Dragon Sect Leader Fuming with Rage
"Naturally, I'll escort him to Mongolia with Ancestor and pay my respects to the Seventh Prince," Hong Antong said with a faint smile.
Noticing Blood Knife Ancestor's somewhat moved expression, Wei Xiaobao became anxious and hurriedly shouted, "Ancestor, you mustn't believe what he said. I slept with this old turtle's wife, and this old turtle has always wanted to skin me and pull out my tendons …"
Wei Xiaobao didn't dare to say that Hong Antong coveted the Forty-two-chapter Sutra on him. If he did, it was hard to guarantee that Blood Knife Ancestor wouldn't become greedy. In a moment of desperation, he quickly made up a lie to make Blood Knife Ancestor believe that Hong Antong and him had a deep-seated hatred and that Hong Antong wanted to cut him into pieces …
The greatest hatred in the world was the hatred of killing one's father and stealing one's wife. As for killing one's father … Considering the age difference between him and Hong Antong, Blood Knife Ancestor wasn't a fool. Therefore, he could only use the hatred of stealing one's wife.
Hong Antong was so angry that his whole body trembled. "Bastard, a scoundrel like you can get within three feet of my wife's body?"
"Old turtle, why don't you look at yourself in the mirror? You already have such a big head of white hair, and you even married such a coquettish young wife. Do you still have the ability to satisfy her? She doesn't have anything to eat at home, so of course, she comes out to look for food. Your subordinates are all afraid of you, but I'm not! " Wei Xiaobao's words coincidentally poked the greatest pain in Hong Antong's heart. Immediately, he was so angry that his hair and beard stood on end, and his fingers cracked.
Wei Xiaobao knew that if he didn't make Blood Knife Ancestor completely believe that the two of them were absolutely irreconcilable, then all of his previous efforts would have been in vain. Although he was a little frightened when he saw Hong Antong's ferocious appearance, he still clenched his teeth and continued to add oil to the fire. "Not only can I get close to Madame Hong, but I can also enter her body." As he spoke, he wretchedly shrugged his waist and licked his lips. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Madame Hong's delicate body is really white and smooth. Her needs are really big ~"
"I'll kill you, you little beast!" Hong Antong couldn't bear it anymore and threw a punch.
Thinking of Madame Hong's coquettish and coquettish appearance, the more Wei Xiaobao cursed, the more excited he became. Who would have thought that when he was several zhang away, Hong Antong would turn around and arrive at him. Looking at the bowl-sized fist, Wei Xiaobao was scared silly. His feet couldn't move at all.
Blood Knife Ancestor's beautiful dream of becoming a marquis was still relying on Wei Xiaobao. How could he watch him die? Hong Antong had been holding the Blood Knife on guard. In the time it took for a spark to fly off a flint, the knife flashed, and Hong Antong had no choice but to retreat several feet.
"Blood Knife Ancestor, this little beast has insulted me too much. Could it be that you really want to help him?" Hong Antong fiercely glared at Blood Knife Ancestor.
"Cult Leader Hong, why are you so angry? The innocent will be innocent …" Blood Knife Ancestor thought, 'I've long heard about Madame Hong's beauty. With just one look at Hong Antong's age, I can tell that he can't have sex with anyone. Could it be that Madame Hong is really lonely … Hehe, this kid Wei Xiaobao's appetite is a bit similar to Ancestor's. Another day, I'll also go to Divine Dragon Island as a guest and have a taste of Madame Hong's beauty.'
Noticing Blood Knife Ancestor's wretched expression, he thought of his reputation for raping women. Hong Antong University's Chapter 71: The Divine Dragon Sect Leader Fuming with Rage
"Naturally, I'll escort him to Mongolia with Ancestor and pay my respects to Seventh Prince," Hong Antong said with a faint smile.
Noticing Blood Knife Ancestor's somewhat moved expression, Wei Xiaobao became anxious and hurriedly shouted, "Ancestor, you mustn't believe what he said. I slept with this old turtle's wife, and this old turtle has always wanted to skin me and pull out my tendons …"
Wei Xiaobao didn't dare to say that Hong Antong coveted the Forty-two-chapter Sutra on him. If he did, it was hard to guarantee that Blood Knife Ancestor wouldn't become greedy. In a moment of desperation, he quickly made up a lie to make Blood Knife Ancestor believe that Hong Antong had a deep-seated hatred for him and that Hong Antong wanted to hack him into pieces …
The greatest hatred in the world was the hatred of killing one's father and stealing one's wife. As for killing one's father … Considering the age difference between him and Hong Antong, Blood Knife Ancestor wasn't a fool. Therefore, he could only use the hatred of stealing one's wife.
Hong Antong was so angry that his whole body trembled. "Bastard, a scoundrel like you dares to get within three feet of my wife?"
"Old turtle, why don't you look in the mirror? You already have such a big head of white hair, and you even married such a coquettish young wife. Do you still have the ability to satisfy her? She doesn't have anything to eat at home, so of course she'll come out to look for food. Your subordinates are afraid of you, but I, your father, am not! " Wei Xiaobao's words just happened to poke the greatest pain in Hong Antong's heart. Immediately, he was so angry that his hair and beard stood on end, and his fingers made cracking sounds.
Wei Xiaobao knew that if he didn't make Blood Knife Ancestor completely believe that the two of them were absolutely irreconcilable enemies, then perhaps all of his previous efforts would have been in vain. Although he was somewhat frightened by Hong Antong's ferocious appearance, he still clenched his teeth and continued to add oil to the fire. "Not only can I get close to Madame Hong, but I can also enter her body." As he spoke, he wretchedly shrugged his waist and licked his lips. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Madame Hong's delicate body is really white and smooth. Her needs are really big ~"
"Your father will kill you, you little bastard!" Hong Antong couldn't bear it anymore and threw a punch.
Recalling Madame Hong's coquettish and flirtatious appearance, the more Wei Xiaobao cursed, the more excited he became, even he himself was excited. Who would have thought that several zhang away, Hong Antong would turn around and arrive at him? Looking at the earthen bowl-sized fist, Wei Xiaobao was scared silly, both his feet were unable to move.
Blood Knife Ancestor's beautiful dream of becoming a marquis and becoming a minister was still relying on Wei Xiaobao; how could he watch Wei Xiaobao die? In the time it took for a spark to fly off a flint, a saber light flashed, and Hong Antong had no choice but to retreat several feet away.
"Blood Knife Ancestor, this little bastard has insulted me too much. Could it be that you really want to help him?" Hong Antong fiercely glared at Blood Knife Ancestor.
"Cult Leader Hong, why are you so angry? The innocent will naturally be innocent …" Blood Knife Ancestor pondered in his heart: I've long heard about Madame Hong's beauty, and this Hong Antong's age is clearly inhumane. Could it be that Madame Hong is really lonely and can't bear it … Hehe, this kid Wei Xiaobao's temperament is a bit similar to Ancestor's. Another day, I will also go to Divine Dragon Island as a guest and experience Madame Hong's style.
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