Lu Chen really didn’t know what to say!
Should I ask him to pop out rashly and introduce himself to everyone, saying that all ten of my maids are golden lords?
If you are so high-profile, you will be beaten to death if you go out in the future.
"Are they really your maids?"
Tang Hua swallowed hard and asked redundantly, "Are you sure you're not kidding me?"
Looking at Tang Hua who still didn't believe it, and then looking at the crowd at the scene, there were all the big guys around him, all of them looking suspicious, Lu Chen sighed helplessly.
They have been silent all this time and are so low-key, so why doesn’t anyone believe it?
Do you have to be high-profile to be popular?
"Beauties, prove to Venerable Tang that I am really your young master!"
Lu Chen could only say this.
"Slave, you obey!"
The ten maids all gave Lu Chen a blessing and then surrounded him.
The fat dragon next to him reacted quickly and immediately took out a grand master's chair from the space ring and quickly sent it behind Lu Chen.
Before Lu Chen could react, he was pushed down on the imperial chair by the ten maids, and then he was kneaded, pressed and massaged in various ways...
Lingyi pressed his head.
Ling Er rubbed his neck.
Ling San squeezed his shoulders.
Lingsi held his left arm for him.
Ling Wu gave him his right arm.
Ling Liu hammered his left leg.
Ling Qi hammered his right leg.
Lingba rubbed his palms for him.
Lingjiu pinched his toes.
The petite and exquisite Ling Shi actually sat directly on his crotch, and then pushed his chest and abdomen...
There was a deathly silence, eerily quiet.
Everyone's eyes became dull at that moment, their minds went blank, and their mouths were so wide that they could fit a goose egg in!
Suddenly, a terribly comfortable trembling sound broke the silence of heaven and earth.
"Well, if you put more force on your shoulders, I can bear it! Hey, if you use a lighter toe, you will almost crush it! Lingyi's pressing is not bad, Lingten's pushing is also good, comfortable...comfortable..."
That was Lu Chen's voice that spread throughout the entire audience. The sound reached the ears, shook the heart and lungs, and made countless people envious, jealous, and hateful.
Everyone at the scene:...
At this moment, with the facts in front of them, no one doubts that the ten golden-bodied venerables are not Lu Chen's maids.
Those ten beauties from the Spirit Race stood in front of Tang Hua, one by one. They hardly had to look at Tang Hua. They were so arrogant. How majestic and domineering they were!
And in front of Lu Chen...
Those ten beauties were slaves one at a time, and they did not hesitate to help Lu Chen rub his chest and back, trying their best to please Lu Chen, for fear that Lu Chen would be a little bit unhappy, how humble that is!
All the elders at the scene were all very old people. At this moment, they all felt that their three, four and five views had been distorted. It was really a long time since they had lived.
"Don't pull me, let me die!"
"My heart is dead, don't save me!"
"Those ten beauties are all Lu Chen's. Are you going to let them live?"
"I'm so handsome, but none of the beautiful women are mine. How can I feel embarrassed? What's the use of me still alive?"
"The good cabbage has been eaten by pigs, I can't stand it anymore!"
"What a beautiful lady, but it all fell into the hands of Lu Chen. It's such a mess!"
"Lu Chen is such a pervert. Doesn't he have a super-beautiful fiancée? Isn't this enough? He's even taken over by a super-beautiful woman ten times. Is this still a human being?"
There was a strong sense of sourness in the scene, and countless young warriors were filled with resentment. They wanted to hit the wall on the spot, but when they couldn't find the wall, they hit the ground.
At this moment, many young warriors had no envy towards Lu Chen, only jealousy, hatred, and deep helplessness.
In their opinion, those ten beautiful ladies were so devoted to Lu Chen that they must have been favored by Lu Chen. They were already Lu Chen's women!
More importantly, who dares to pry Lu Chen's woman?
Even if you want to pry, you have to consider your own combat power!
No one dares to underestimate Lu Chen, who is at a low level, but he can kill a strong person in the divine realm!
"I really didn't expect that you are really their master. How did you do it?"
Tang Hua was filled with emotion as he saw how comfortable he was.
Look, she is only 18 or 19 years old, but there are a group of golden-bodied lords who are like flowers and jade serving as maids, and they are also serving her personally. She has already reached the pinnacle of her life!
Looking at myself again, I am already middle-aged and still have to be respectful to other people's maids. The gap is really huge!
Before Lu Chen could think of how to answer, Fei Long rushed to answer: "It's very simple. Cut off a saint's weapon. You can do it of course!"
Tang Hua:......
Elders of various sects:...
Disciples from other sects:...
The disciples of the Beast Taming Sect, Wuliang Sect and Xuantian Dao Sect remained silent and did not speak.
When they were in the secret realm, they had heard about it and were shocked, and they are still shocked now.
They didn't want to say anything, because it was the people here's turn to be shocked.
"Lu...Master Lu, have you really cut off a saint's weapon?"
Tang Hua looked so shocked that he didn't even dare to call Lu Chen by his name, but changed his name to Young Master.
"Don't listen to Fat Dragon's nonsense, I don't have the weapon to cut off the saint!"
Lu Chen denied it honestly, sought truth from facts, and refused to accept Fei Long's flattery.
"As expected, Master Lu's honesty is admirable!"
Tang Hua breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile finally appeared on his stiff face.
The sect elders and other sect disciples also felt a lot more relaxed, and the nervousness they had felt before was gone.
Lu Chen is quite honest!
This is the truth!
It doesn't matter if your combat power, Lu Chen, doesn't match your realm. There is a limit to how much your combat power exceeds your realm!
With just one Yuan of Immortal Stage Realm, you killed Fan Dang who was only in Divine Refining Realm. This is rare in the world and very abnormal.
But what level of power is a saint?
That is countless levels higher than the God Refining Realm!
Even if you are a venerable person, you are like an ant in front of a saint. What does your Immortal Stage realm mean to you?
Ants among ants!
No matter how powerful you, Lu Chen, are, you still can't cut off the saint's weapon, and you don't even have a chance to take action!
If you, Lu Chen, really cut off the saint's weapon, how could the big guys at the scene feel so embarrassed?
The next moment, Lu Chen slowly said a word, and everyone turned to stone again.
"I was fighting with that saint. My sword was broken, and his ax was shattered. No one took advantage. The weapons killed each other, instead of me cutting off other people's weapons."
There was another moment of dead silence, so terrifyingly quiet!
Tang Hua's eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, his throat was trembling, and he couldn't say anything.
The same was true for the elders of each sect, not to mention the other disciples. They fell into shock again and couldn't shake themselves.
As for Wan Yan and other Xuantian disciples, they have long worshiped Lu Chen, and even worshiped him as an idol!
Although their realm is much higher than that of Lu Chen, it does not prevent them from worshiping Lu Chen!
In a world where combat power is above all else, the strong are treated as they should be, and this is how Lu Chen is treated!
