Master: This Traitorous Disciple Is Not a Holy Son

Chapter 518 Dieshan Island, Tushan Teahouse, the Fox Lady Proprietress

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The island of Yinyue Butterfly Mountain has a wide area, and there are millions of miles.

The two moon -shaped mountain peaks, towering the clouds, tens of thousands of feet, and their majestic Taosu Peak never gave up.

The mountain peaks are covered with cold moonlight, full of the earth, and around the foot of the mountains, there are Fang City, namely East, South, West, North, Fang City, including high -pink medicine, magic weapon, heaven and earth treasure, heaven and earth, refinery materials, refinery materials There are three slaves of the three tribe. x33xs.com

The main birthday of Dieshan Mountain is imminent. The three native monks who entered the small island are more and more lively.

To maintain order and prevent people from doing things during this time.

The defense around Dieshan has strengthened a lot.

Walking in Fangshi, Chu Xiu felt a lot of darkness in his eyes.

The sound of selling on both sides of the street was introduced into the ears.

Chu Xiu probably took a look. Most of the people who opened shops in Fang City, most of them were monks, and few monks.

Thinking about it, after all, this is the butterfly mountain site, which is the scope of the power of the monsters. It is too dangerous to do business in such a place.

: "I don't know if the late autumn is coming!" Chu Xiu turned and entered a small teahouse.

The owner of the teahouse is a fox woman. She looks at the age of thirty and has a tall posture. It is like a cooked peach, and her temperament is mature and charming.

The most noticeable is the pair of furry pink fox ears above her head, and six furry pink tails behind her.

As soon as Chu Xiu entered the teahouse, it attracted the attention of the fox girl.

The fox family is inherently sensitive, and he is best at inspecting words.

When she saw Chu Xiu's first glance, she knew Chu Xiu's extraordinary, so she twisted her waist -like waist and took her long legs. Tao: "Ouch! The little brother who comes to the human race can come to the small shop, which really makes the shop Peng."

As she approaches.

The elegant and smelling incense wind flutter.

Chu Xiu glanced at her.

A flower in front of the fox girl.

Immediately discovered that the man who had previously entered the teahouse and had a handsome appearance, with a temperament, had sitting in front of a window of the window.

The fox girl's eyes trembled, and her heart was lingering, "So fast, strong, this is definitely a strong man."

Throughout here, she didn't dare to neglect, put away the charming state, respectfully stepped forward, owed a gift, "I don't know what tea she wants to drink."

Chu Xiu asked for a pot of tea in a teahouse.

Fox girl stands aside and waits for enthusiasm.

There were many guests sitting in the teahouse hall, and they were surprised when they saw this scene.

Don't look at the fox female boss's charm, like a familiar peach, who knows her knows that this is the Lord who has a stabbing rose, killing people without blinking.

These old customers, he has seen the boss, treats a guest in such a low posture, and the other party is still a human race.

Chu Xiu took the tea cup from the other party, took a sip on his lips, and slowly closed his eyes.

The tea is silky, and in the mouth, the initial bitterness is slightly bitter. After a few seconds, the tip of the tongue is back, between the lips and teeth, and the floral fragrance is overflowing.

: "How about the seniors, this Qingling flower tea?" The fox girl smiled and smiled, and she was charming.

Chu Xiu nodded, "Not bad ~"

Immediately put down the tea cup and looked at the fox girl in front of me, "I look at you a little familiar."

Hearing that other tea customers couldn't help but raise their lips.

———— "This man is so shameless, and he still uses such an old -fashioned method."

The fox girl didn't think Chu Xiu was chatting with her. The beautiful eyes moved slightly.

Chu Xiu said, "Who is Ling Dream?"

"Back to the predecessors, Lingmeng is the mother." The fox woman owed a gift, her eyes were low, her eyes turned, and her eyes turned, and she had a moving style.

"Oh-" Chu Xiu's face showed his face, "What is your name?"

: "If you return to the predecessors, the name is Tu Shanqing." The fox girl returned respectfully.

Chu Xiu nodded, raised his right hand, and stabbed a road, a golden rune flew out, merged into the void, forming a sound insulation restraint, and the mountain love was covered with him.

In this way, the conversation between the two could not hear.

Looking at the restrictions from the outside, there are smokes and shadows, and they are not really true. In this way, even if they read lips, no one knows what they are talking about.

: "You can open a teahouse at the foot of Dieshan, and it must be the news of the news. I ask you, can you come to Dieshan Island?" Chu Xiu closed his eyes, lifted the tea cup, and gently pursed the tea.

Inquiring about the news of Su Wanqiu?

Tu Shanqing's eyes are like waves, and red lips are light. "When I return to my predecessors, I have not got the news of Suwan Qiuzhong Island."

Chu Xiu nodded, slid his fingers gently through the edge of the sheep fat tea cup, and groaned for a while, "I want to get the centered flowers."

"If you can help me, it will definitely be indispensable for your benefits."

Tu Shanqing heard the words, and couldn't help laughing for a while, "You can raise your body too much."

"It can be made by me like a small person like me."

Chu Xiu shook his head, his eyes became deeper, looking straight at the emperor fox girl in front of her. "The deity heard that you have two places that spawn flowers." During the speech, he stretched out a finger, "I want one of the places, you can open it casually."

Hearing this deity's claim, Tu Shanqing's eyes trembled.

In this world, only the powerful Saint King dares to call himself the deity.

In other words, the extremely handsome man in front of him is a Saint King Overlord.

Tu Shanqing frowned slightly and said seriously: "Senior, this is a serious matter. I can't make the decision. I need to ask my mother before I can give you an accurate reply."

"Okay, I'll wait here, you go!"

Chu Xiu smiled, waved his hand, and removed the soundproofing.

Everything returned to normal.

Tu Shanqing didn't dare to neglect it. She twisted her slender waist and walked quickly into the back hall to contact the Venerable Lingmeng.

Chu Xiu sat by the window, picked up the teapot, and poured himself a cup of flower tea.

Sipping tea, watching the people coming and going on the streets of the market.

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On the top of Tushan Mountain in Qingqiu, the branches and leaves of the sacred tree are lush, and pink petals are falling like snow, dyeing most of the area on the top of the mountain red.

The air is filled with the fragrance of flowers, which is intoxicating.

A woman in a plain dress and with a peerless appearance sat cross-legged on the tree root with her eyes closed.

"Mother——"

Hearing the call, the woman opened her eyes, waved her white hand, and the void became a mirror, and the shadow of Tu Shanqing appeared in front of her.

Venerable Lingmeng opened her red lips, "Qing'er, why did you use the secret method to find me? What urgent matter did you encounter?"

Tu Shanqing hurriedly told Venerable Lingmeng about Chu Xiu's request in detail.

After listening, Venerable Lingmeng's beautiful eyes moved, "Do you know his name?"

Tu Shanqing shook her head, "My daughter doesn't know——" While speaking, she waved her hand, and Chu Xiu's appearance came into Venerable Lingmeng's eyes, "He is definitely a strong man, my daughter dare not neglect him, does mother know him?"

After seeing Chu Xiu's appearance clearly.

Venerable Lingmeng's pupils shrank slightly, and he stood up suddenly, "It turned out to be him——"

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