Master: This Traitorous Disciple Is Not a Holy Son

Chapter 545: My Husband Is Really Heartless

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Die Qingge thought Chu Xiu would call her.

Who knew that Chu Xiu behind her didn't say a word and let her go.

She frowned and turned around.

Chu Xiu stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the peach blossoms on the peach tree, as if he wanted to comprehend the supreme magical power from the flowers.

Seeing this, Die Qingge said faintly: "My husband is really heartless."

Chu Xiu said nothing.

A quarter of an hour later.

Die Qingge bit her plump lips, "Add another five catties of Wanxing Iron Mother."

"This is the limit of what I can take out."

Hearing this, Chu Xiu immediately moved his eyes away from the peach blossoms, turned around, and smiled like a spring breeze on his face.

"My wife, you and I are husband and wife, why are you like this? It's too formal, really too formal."

The hypocritical and mercenary appearance of Old Chu made the mountain master's eyes jump.

I almost couldn't help but pounce on him and bite his hateful face hard.

: "My wife, when are we going back to my parents' home?"

Chu Xiu walked forward with a smile on his face and stood in front of her.

Die Qingge took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to bite, and a gentle smile bloomed on her fair and perfect oval face.

: "Of course, the sooner the better."

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In the void.

When it was still thousands of miles away from Die Mountain.

Die Qingge's clone stopped.

Turning her head, a pair of bright peach blossom eyes looked at Chu Xiu.

: "This clone cannot appear in Die Mountain now. The next road needs to be walked by your husband."

Chu Xiu waved his hand, "No problem!"

: "My wife, go first, we'll see you later."

"Well--" Die Qingge nodded slightly, and the next moment her body turned into black mist and dissipated.

Chu Xiu stood in place, his eyes narrowed.

After the Emperor's Fall, the divine material of the Ten Thousand Stars Iron Mother is almost invisible and difficult to measure by value.

If you can get some in this era, hide it, and take it out after 100,000 years, it will be a staggering fortune.

Although it is useless to me, I can give it to Sister Hua and Master Baby.

Should I take the risk of going to Die Mountain for the Ten Thousand Stars Iron Mother?

After thinking for a moment.

He moved and flew towards Die Mountain.

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Die Mountain.

The air was filled with a pungent smell of blood.

The blood that had not yet dried was still flowing.

Hundreds of thousands of male butterfly demons stood motionless among the corpses on the ground.

The six holy kings, emitting dazzling brilliance, were like six suns across the sky.

They looked down coldly.

The atmosphere was extremely depressing.

People held their breath, and no one dared to say a word.

At this moment.

The sky suddenly cracked into a void crack that was ten thousand miles long.

Die Qingge walked out of it.

The mountain master returned.

The six saint kings restrained their breath and bowed their heads slightly.

: "Mountain master -"

: "Meet the mountain master -"

Die Qingge's pretty face was as cold as water, and she nodded slightly to them.

Wudie walked forward, her face full of self-blame and shame, "I failed to protect Dieshan when the mountain master was fighting with others. It was my dereliction of duty. Please punish me, mountain master."

Die Qingge just glanced at her and said nothing.

She lowered her head and looked down.

: "These dog-like things dared to commit crimes. Please help us, mountain master!"

A female cultivator knelt on the ground and said sadly.

There was a leader.

The other female cultivators did not disdain the blood and flesh on the ground, and knelt on the ground one by one.

————"Please give the order to kill these rebels, Mountain Master."

————"All men deserve to die."

————"Please avenge my sister, Mountain Master."

————"Please kill them, Mountain Master!!"

————"My master was killed by them, I want to avenge him myself."

: "Shut up--"

Die Qingge snorted coldly.

The tens of thousands of female cultivators kneeling on the ground trembled all at once, opened their mouths, and could no longer speak.

Die Qingge turned her head and looked at the male butterfly demons led by Lang Huai.

: "Do you have anything else to say?"

Lang Huai stood out from the crowd and bowed to Die Qingge, "Lang Huai greets His Majesty the Mountain Master."

: "Are you the leader among them?"

Die Qingge had no expression on her face, and others could not see any emotional fluctuations from her face.

: 'Replying to His Majesty the Mountain Master, it was indeed me who took the lead. ’

: "I am just an insignificant ant in front of you, which can be killed with a wave of your hand. Before I die, I have something to ask the mountain master. Please give me a chance to speak."

At this point, Lang Huai is not afraid anymore. He is calm and indifferent to life and death.

Yes, he never thought that he could live after doing such a thing.

Since we are all going to die, why not die with dignity?

: "You ask——" Die Qingge opened her red lips and spoke lightly.

Lang Huai took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked directly at the mountain master who was like a goddess in the sky.

: "Are we male butterfly monsters considered butterfly monsters?"

Die Qingge's beautiful eyes were stunned.

It's the same question again.

Thousands of years ago, when Hongchen was dying, he asked her the same question.

Die Qingge sighed in her heart and turned her head to look at the six holy kings including Wudie behind her. www.x33xs.com

: "Wudie, you answer this question!"

The fog butterfly looked complicated, biting red lips, and did not speak.

Butterfly Qingge looked at the dark butterfly wearing silver armor, "Dark butterfly you answer."

The dark butterfly eyes moved slightly, "Of course the male butterfly demon is the butterfly monster."

Die Qingge closed his eyes.

: "Hahaha, Master Dark Butterfly can speak, just say more, we really love to listen." Wolf Huai laughed, and the meaning of disdain would not be concealed.

He respects Die Qingge from his heart because the butterfly Qingge is a butterfly mountain, and there are few women who have no prejudice to the male butterfly monster.

And what is the dark butterfly?

The most often killed male butterfly demon is her woman in the Dark Butterfly Department.

She was so embarrassed that the male butterfly demon was also a butterfly monster?

It's ridiculous and ridiculous.

: "What are you laughing?" Die Die frowned, killing the intention, and the same thing like a Wolf Huai dog, daring to clamor in front of her. It's right.

Facing the oppression and killing of the strong king's period.

The wolf Huai was full of blood, and it was pale.

The body trembled involuntarily.

He gritted his teeth, pinched the soft meat on his thigh, and stretched himself up without letting himself kneel.

There was a low laughter in my mouth, "Of course I am laughing at the Dark Butterfly."

: "Laughing you open your eyes and talk nonsense."

: "Laughing you right and wrong, upside down black and white."

:"Ha ha ha ha--"

: "Ask yourself."

: "Do you really treat our male butterfly monster as a butterfly demon?"

: "You don't. In your eyes, we are not even a slave. We are just animals.

: "Why not be unconvinced, why not?"

Wolf Huai's voice was echoed in the heavens and the earth like Huang Ying.

Above the butterfly mountain, the tears of hundreds of thousands of male butterflies are full of sorrow and despair.

: "Stop my mouth-"

Facing the questioning of Wolf Huai, Dark Butterfly finally couldn't help it, with a long gun in his hand.

She held the long gun of long guns, wrapped the boundless killing intentions, stabbed with a shot, and the power was strong.

Faced with a anger of the Holy King, the Wolf Huai could only close his eyes and wait for death.

Die Qingge frowned, ready to stop the dark butterfly.

At this moment, a sword sounded throughout the world.

Chu Xiu, hidden in the void.

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