Master: This Traitorous Disciple Is Not a Holy Son

Chapter 544 Husband, Please Don't Joke with Me

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With a loud rumble, the stars shook, and the light of the Sun Star dimmed a little.

The Lord of Dieshan was knocked back by Su Wanqiu's powerful punch and crashed into a dead star.

Bang——

The dead star was smashed through.

A beam of sunlight passed through the deep hole that penetrated the entire dead star and enveloped the Lord of Dieshan.

"Strange, you shouldn't be so weak——" Su Wanqiu frowned slightly, with doubt and disappointment in her tone. Immediately, the green Taoist patterns under her feet were densely covered, and the secret of the word "Xing" was running, and she came to the sky above the dead star in an instant.

The sight passed through the deep pit and fell on the Lord of Dieshan at the other end of the star.

The Lord of Dieshan raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the color of his already red lips became even brighter.

"It's really a new generation replacing the old one."

The meaning of the Lord of Dieshan's words is self-evident.

She admitted defeat.

In front of everyone, she admitted that she was not Su Wanqiu's opponent.

The expressions of the Saint Kings watching the battle varied.

Most people were not surprised by such a result.

Back then at the Tianyuan Great Wall, Su Wanqiu fought with the Lord of Tianyao City, the Taoist Crow, for several months, and finally defeated him with one move, forcing him to retreat.

Then he moved to Wangshan and fought with the contemporary Lord of the Wangshan Monster Clan for half a month and won a big victory.

After disappearing for more than ten years, he came out again and fought against a powerful casual cultivator of the Monster Clan who was ranked in the top five of the Saint King List and won a big victory.

He fought all the way until today, and it was not surprising that he defeated the Lord of Dieshan again.

In the past hundred years.

Su Wanqiu can be said to be invincible and fierce.

Her strength is obvious to all the strong people in the world.

There are even rumors that Su Wanqiu once fought with the Quasi-Emperor Supreme and finally retreated calmly.

However, not many people believe this rumor.

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Came back to his senses from his thoughts.

The Saint Kings watching the battle stared at the figure on the Death Star.

They were surprised to find that Su Wanqiu frowned and didn't look very happy.

You won the fight, why are you still not happy?

The Lord of Die Mountain admitted defeat.

Does Su Wanqiu still not want to give up?

Feeling Su Wanqiu's increasingly high fighting spirit.

Die Qingge shook her head, "After fighting with you, I know that even if I use 100% of my strength, I am not your opponent."

She is very free and easy, without any depression after being defeated.

She reflects her quiet and indifferent character to the fullest.

In this regard, Su Wanqiu is exactly the opposite of her.

Don't look at her when she is with Chu Xiu, she is carefree and likes to play the role of a female driver. In fact, she is stronger than anyone else.

If you want to do it, be the strongest one.

Even if you can't beat her, she will tear a piece of flesh from the enemy, and then find a way to slip away.

Whoever dares to make her unhappy, she doesn't mind destroying the other party immediately if her strength allows.

If she and Die Qingge exchange their identities.

She will never take the initiative to admit defeat.

: "Are you plotting against me?"

Su Wanqiu vaguely found something wrong, and looked at Die Qingge with an unhappy look.

This woman is really annoying.

She came to Die Mountain from afar, and her main purpose was to fight with Die Qingge, to verify her own path, in order to touch the barrier of the quasi-emperor realm.

But the other party actually let her go.

It made her feel like a punch on cotton.

She was unhappy, very unhappy.

"Hehe——" Die Qingge smiled, neither admitting nor refuting, "If you have nothing else to do, I will leave first."

Die Qingge is the owner of Die Mountain and controls the Butterfly Wings, the emperor weapon of the Butterfly Emperor.

Su Wanqiu raised her eyebrows, hesitated for a moment, and gave up continuing to attack.

She was absolutely confident in her own strength.

But if Die Qingge sacrificed the emperor weapon, she would be invincible.

She was not sure how to deal with the emperor weapon.

She could only let the other party leave.

Die Qingge's delicate body gradually became transparent.

A divine thought was transmitted to Su Wanqiu's ears.

: "Your man is very good!"

Then, she completely disappeared in the starry sky.

Su Wanqiu raised her eyebrows and said to herself, "My man..."

: 'When did I have a man? '

: "Why don't I know?"

The figure of Chu Xiu appeared in her mind.

Su Wanqiu's beautiful eyes like autumn water gradually widened.

She almost jumped up on the spot.

: "Did little Chuzi get pushed by this old cow?"

: "How can this be possible!"

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In the peach blossom valley.

Under the ancient peach tree.

A man and a woman sat on the ground.

: "The fight is over."

Die Qingge spoke lightly, without sadness or joy, very peaceful.

She saw Chu Xiu said nothing.

She couldn't help but ask curiously: "Husband, don't you ask about the result?"

Chu Xiu shook his head, "You are not her opponent, I don't need to ask the result again."

Die Qingge took a deep breath and sighed, "If the quasi-emperor and the emperor weapon don't come out, looking at the whole world, there should be no opponent for her."

After speaking, she stood up.

A breeze blew, peach blossoms fluttered, the hem of the black sand skirt fluttered, and the woman's soft black hair was blown.

Behind her, Chu Xiu closed his eyes, leaned against the peach tree, and felt the comfort in the wind.

"My wife, what do you want me to do?"

"I don't believe that there is a good thing in the sky where a wife and treasures fall."

Die Qingge stroked her hair, turned her head, and smiled brightly on her beautiful face: "I wonder if my husband dares to go back to Die Mountain with me again?"

She told Chu Xiu about the marriage proposal from Wujian Purgatory.

Chu Xiu understood after listening.

It turns out that this woman wanted to use herself as a shield so that the Great Lord of the Infernal Purgatory would retreat.

Chu Lao Mo showed an embarrassment on his face, "My wife, it's not that your husband doesn't want to help you."

"The other party is the Great Lord of the Infernal Purgatory, who possesses an imperial weapon."

"That is an imperial weapon. A Saint King possesses an imperial weapon and is even qualified to challenge a quasi-emperor..."www.x33xs.com

"Faced with such an existence, my little body can't stand it."

Although he looked reluctant, the call of "my wife" was not ambiguous at all.

Die Qingge smiled and looked Chu Xiu up and down, "Do you think the reward is not enough, my husband?"

:"Well, what reward or no reward? It's too formal for you to say that." Chu Xiu smiled and stood up, patting the weeds stuck on his body, "But I know you are a straightforward person. You have already said that if I don't accept it, you will definitely be unhappy."

"How can I make you unhappy!"

"How about this, Wanxing Iron Mother give me another thousand catties?"

The smile on Die Qingge's pretty face froze.

What kind of person is this!

I have never seen such a pure and unworldly way to ask for benefits! !

A thousand catties of Wanxing Iron Mother?

Even if they sell Die Mountain, they can't take out so much!

She was speechless and amused, "My husband, please stop joking."

"One thousand jin of the Iron Mother of Ten Thousand Stars, the entire Sky Continent combined doesn't have that much."

She lowered her eyelids and sighed softly, "Well, I won't make things difficult for my husband."

After saying that, she turned around and walked away.

After walking a dozen steps, she stopped again.

Die Qingge thought Chu Xiu would call her.

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