Master: This Traitorous Disciple Is Not a Holy Son

Chapter 9, Second Prince Nangong Yanyu

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Chu Xiu stayed on Xianshan for three days.

period.

He stayed with Ling Ruoxi with Ling Ruoxi, Qinse and Ming, in the eyes of others, no different from the past.

The manifestation of Ling Ruoxi about current affairs.

Chu Xiu was very satisfied.

"I intend to move on the battlefield where the breeze and the Xian Wuxian dynasty will be moved day by day. If Nangong Wan'er is going to practice, I will take care of her."

Floating Xiandao, in front of the waterfall, in the gazebo.

Stone table, men and women sitting, there is a pot of tea in the middle.

Chu Xiu's fingers pinched the water cup with water and fog, and put it on the lips gently.

"This kind of thing, just decide yourself." Ling Ruoxi drooped.

Get along three days.

She also had a little understanding of Chu Xiu.

Ling Ruoxi hated the man in front of him, and he was in awe of him.

He is like a magnet, constantly exuding seductive magic, dangerous and mysterious, unconsciously wanting to approach, to understand, even if it is the abyss in front ...

Chu Xiu put down the tea cup and got up.

Slowly came to the gazebo guardrail and stood up with a negative hand. Looking at the waterfalls down from the sky, the breeze passed, the big sleeve hunt, the eyes were calm and there was no wave:

"Madam, what kind of person is the most sad?"

Ling Ruoxi heard this, and thought about it, and said, "Mortal is the most sad. Their weak and insignificant natural disasters have made their lives unbearable. A mortal country turns into ashes. "

Chu Xiu laughed.

"Why laugh?" Ling Ruoxi pursed her lips.

Chu Xiu looked at the woman in Tsing Yi, shook his head and laughed: "Mortal is not sad and shameless. A mortal, knowing that he is weak, but he is the most sad thing to do what you should not do."

"Madam, there will be a date ~"

The words fall.

A Golden Avenue hangs down from nine days.

Chu Xiu stepped on the golden light step by step, and his figure went away instantly.

Ling Ruoxi was sitting on the gazebo stone bench motionless, his complexion alternated, his lips tightly, and smiled bitterly: "You say so much, it's just threatening me."

"Rather than believe in those cold -blooded royal people, it is better to choose to believe that you will keep your promises."

"It's really ironic!"

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The Qingfeng fairy emperor's capital is located in the center of the mainland.

Shencheng is divided into three parts: upper, middle and lower.

Shangcheng District floated in the nine days, and only the royal family and Xianzun strong were qualified to live.

Zhongcheng District is located on the ground, and the fairy nobles gathered.

Xiacheng District is built deep in the ground.

There is a fairy crystal vein that has been dug for tens of millions of years in the ground, and the miners and civilians live in it.

The three cities represent the unable to surpass the Qingfengxian dynasty.

Look from a distance.

There is a blue sky in the middle of Shangcheng and Zhongcheng, and the scenery is quite amazing.

Chu Xiu's footsteps are golden, and there are thousands of villages behind him, accompanied by the avenue, as if the emperor stepped on time, shocked the people's hearts were trembling.

Jinguang Avenue went straight to Shangcheng District.

Suddenly caused a commotion.

Among the scholars of the city, a small leader with Xian Wang Xiu, with a smile on his face and welcoming Chu Xiu.

"Human job, I have seen His Royal Highness."

"I don't know what happened to the imperial city of the Three Hall ..."

Chu Xiu stands above the Golden Avenue, retracts the eyes, overlooks this person, and faint: "When the palace needs to be explained to the people who look at the door."

"As a dog, you must have the consciousness of a dog.

The little head was panicked, and quickly lowered his head, deeply hiding the fierce color in his eyes, but his face was respectful, and he nodded quickly.

Turning around immediately, a big hand waved.

"It's all stunned, and I don't hurry to open the gate of the three Highness ~"

Boom Rondon-

Two gates of the city with up to thousands of feet, and the centered city of fairy light gradually opened towards both sides.

Chu Xiu took a step, and the golden light extended at the foot of his feet, running through the gate, and his body went away instantly.

Seeing everyone looked at each other.

... ...

Shangcheng District, Privy Institute.

In this department, in charge of the Qingfeng fairy war.

Controlled by the second prince of the Qingfengxian Dynasty.

Chu Xiu wants to go to the front -line battlefield to harvest souls, and he must issue war tokens through the Privy Council.

With token.

He killed the monk who had hostile forces to achieve war skills to redeem resource supply.

At the same time, the warriors are equivalent to a heavy identity. If not, he will be difficult to walk in the battlefield.

The main hall is solemn and solemn. At the top of the purple jade ladder, the two princes are wearing a bright yellow robe, standing upright, pale, handsome, feminine, sitting on the temple, with a cool charm woman with a cool dressed side on both sides.

On the right, Mei Jiao's eyes were so beautiful, and she smiled and peeled off a spiritual fruit. The red lips were covered and put on the second prince's mouth.

The two princes stopped her slender waist, opened her mouth to hold the spiritual fruit, and when the other party retracted her hand, she bit her fingers with her teeth, squinting her eyes, chewing with her face.

"His Royal Highness is annoying!"

The enchanting girl's voice was delicate. She patted the man's shoulders and rubbed it lightly. I am afraid that even a mosquito could not be shot.

"Nangong Yanyu, your disgusting way is really difficult to say."

The clear and bland voice came.

The second prince seemed to have just reacted. He looked at Chu Xiu below the hall, slapped his forehead and smiled, "Sorry, third brother, it's all these two bitches. They made me neglect my third brother. It's unforgivable~"

Bang~

Bang~

Two sounds.

He didn't even scream.

The beautiful lady who was charming and amorous before turned into two balls of blood mist in an instant.

Nangong Yanyu sat on the throne, bathing in the blood mist, licking his lips, with a happy and sick look.

The scarlet blood formed a sharp contrast with his pale skin at this time.

This scene was very scary, enough to stop a child from crying.

The immortal monks were frightened.

"I have personally executed these two culprits, third brother, are you angry?"

Nangong Yanyu half-squinted his eyes, and the blood mist that was scattered around gathered into two spirit snakes and automatically drilled into his nostrils.

Swallowed the blood mist.

Nangong Yanyu's pale face actually regained some blood color.

I'm a pervert, and I think you're a pervert. Chu Xiu couldn't complain.

"Third brother, what do you want from me?"

"Battle token." Chu Xiu stretched out his right hand, "Give it here~"

Nangong Yanyu narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Third brother, you just came back from Wujie Mountain not long ago, you should rest for a few more days, and it's not too late to go to the battlefield."

"Second brother is concerned about you, don't misunderstand..." Seeing Chu Xiu's face gradually gloomy, Nangong Yanyu waved his hands repeatedly, looking like a brother who was doing it for your own good, and he really deserved a beating.

"Give it here~" Chu Xiu's eyes showed a dangerous light, "Don't force me to attack you here."

Seeing this.

The smile on Nangong Yanyu's face disappeared, and his expression became cold. His pair of light golden pupils stared down at Chu Xiu, and slowly said: "Don't think that you went to Wujie Mountain and got the opportunity left by the human race, and you think you have grown wings."

"Third brother, you are still far away."

As his voice fell.

The space in the hall was twisted.

Seven figures appeared in the hall one after another, surrounding Chu Xiu in the center.

The aura they exuded was extremely powerful, and they were all at the level of Immortal King. Among them, the hunchbacked old man had already stepped half a step into the realm of Immortal Venerable.

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