Fantasy: My Concubine Asked Me To Marry The Empress

Chapter 300 Flying Sword

"Little bastard! What kind of binding method are you! Let me loose!"

In a secret room, Hong Jiuyue, who was bound by a red rope, said with shame and indignation.

Mu Chen's tying technique is very weird, not only highlighting her attractiveness, but also showing her graceful figure to the fullest.

In addition, she was already wearing an extremely thin gauze dress, so she was hanging in the air at this moment, not to mention how embarrassing it was.

But Mu Chen enjoyed it very much.

"Sister, you are so beautiful."

Mu Chen sighed sincerely.

elder sister?

Hong Jiuyue was slightly taken aback.

I am over a thousand years old, how could he call me sister...

"My sister is not only tall, but she is also one of the best in appearance. Compared with Silver Sect Leader, she is probably not far behind."

"Silver Sect Leader? Silver Sect Leader is a half-immortal, how can I compare with her, don't please me indiscriminately."

Hong Jiuyue answered with some embarrassment, but she was naturally delighted to be praised by Mu Chen.

"To please you?"

Mu Chen held her pink and tender feet.

"You are in my hands now, I can't afford to please you."

"Hurry up, let go! What are you going to do? Even if you are the reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor, with your current Cultivation Base of the peak Mahayana realm, I can't help you with a third-order Mahayana realm."

"What if you sue the Silver Sect Leader?"

Hearing this, Hong Jiuyue was a little puzzled and said, "Sect Leader, doesn't she know that you are the reincarnation of Immortal Emperor?"

Seeing Mu Chen nodding, Hong Jiuyue felt a little regretful.

"I shouldn't have come."

"It really shouldn't be here."

Mu Chen held up another flawless work of art, and then played with it carefully.

"This kid shouldn't have any special hobbies."

Seeing Mu Chen having a great time, the eyes of Hong Jiuyue, who was in a hurry to get away, lit up.

"Mu Chen, don't worry, I won't say anything."

"Will I be a three-year-old child? If you say no, I will believe it?"

"You are the reincarnation of Immortal Emperor. As the last generation of Holy Maiden in the Promise Palace, I am too happy. How could I murder you?"

Hong Jiuyue smiled, and suddenly became amorous.

"You seem to like this pair of beautiful jade very much, they are very beautiful and very snowy, right?"

"Indeed, when you take off your shoes and socks, I've taken a fancy to them."

Mu Chen replied truthfully, but then his face was playful: "I said Hong Jiuyue, as Ling Chutian's mother, you actually planned to confuse me with this, so you don't want to lose your face?"

"you know me?"

Hong Jiuyue was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled inexplicably.

"Who told you that I was Ling Chutian's mother?"

"Pack?"

"What am I pretending to be? I'm a human being. Ling Chutian's body is a thousand-year-old willow tree with different races. How could I really be his mother?"

Hearing this, Mu Chen suddenly remembered Ling Chutian's physique: a thousand-year-old willow body.

"Then why the outside world, including Yin Xueqing, say you are his mother?"

"Mu Chen, haven't you ever raised or grown a pet?"

"What's the meaning?"

Mu Chen showed doubts on his face, but when he heard the word pet, Shuya and Shuzhen with a rope tied to him couldn't help but appear in his mind.

In terms of depravity, these two thousand-year-old beauties are naturally tied for the first place, after all, they wear all kinds of gadgets.

Facing Mu Chen's doubts, Hong Jiuyue explained: "Those ladies who keep pet cats and dogs, don't they all like to call themselves mommy and call those pets children?"

Hearing this, Mu Chen deeply agrees, after all he also likes to let Mu Qianqian call her father.

"So, Ling Chutian is not your son?"

"Of course not. He is just a willow planted by me and a friend back then. Later, he transformed into a human form, so I took him in."

"I see."

Mu Chen suddenly realized.

"In this case, there is no rush to find another way."

"What did you say?"

Hong Jiuyue didn't hear Mu Chen's whisper clearly, so she couldn't help asking with a frown.

"It's nothing, you should think about how to get out first, if you don't show some sincerity, I won't let you go easily."

While speaking, Mu Chen had already pulled out a matching sword that was different from ordinary people.

"Mu, Mu Chen, don't mess around."

There was a hint of shock, curiosity, and admiration in the beautiful miniature eyes of Hong Jiuyue...

"Would the Flying Sword be on your feet?"

"I, I won't..."

"No? I'm already in the Mahayana state, and I don't even know how to control the sword. What a Losing face! Let me teach you!"

Mu Chen smiled slightly, and firmly held the snow-white ankle.

"First step on the blade lightly like this..."