Chapter 545 Husband is really hard-hearted
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Feng Qi Yue
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Die Qingge thought that Chu Xiu would stop him.
Unexpectedly, Chu Xiu who was behind him didn't say a word and let her go.
She frowned and turned around.
With his back to her, Chu Xiu stood with his hands behind his back, staring intently at the peach blossoms on the peach blossom tree, as if he wanted to perceive the supernatural powers from the flowers.
Seeing this, Die Qingge said quietly, "My husband is really hard-hearted."
Chu Xiu said nothing.
A quarter of an hour later.
Die Qingge bit Feng Yun's lips, "Add another five catties of Iron Mother of Ten Thousand Stars."
: "This is the limit I can take out."
Hearing this, Chu Xiu immediately looked away from the peach blossoms, turned around, with a spring-like smile on his face.
: "Miss, you and I are husband and wife, why is this so? We've seen each other, we've really seen each other."
Old Chu's undisguised hypocrisy of a philistine made Lord Shanzhu's eyes twitch.
Hao Xuan couldn't hold back and rushed forward to bite his nasty face hard.
: "Lady, when are we going back to my mother's house?"
With a smile on her face, Chu Xiu stepped forward and stood still in front of her.
Die Qingge took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to bite, 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 thousands of miles away from Butterfly Mountain.
Die Qingge's clone stopped.
She turned her head to look at Chu Xiu with a pair of bright peach blossom eyes.
: "This avatar can't appear in Butterfly Mountain now, the next road needs to be walked by the husband himself."
Chu Xiu waved his hand, "No problem!"
: "My lady, let's go first, we'll see you later."
"Well——" Die Qingge nodded slightly, and the next moment his body turned into black mist and dissipated.
Chu Xiu stood on the spot, his eyes narrowed.
After the era of Emperor Luo, the magic material of the Iron Mother of Ten Thousand Stars is almost invisible, and it is difficult to measure it by value.
If you can get some in this era, hide them, and take them out after 10 years, it will be an astonishing wealth.
Although it is useless to me, it can be given to Sister Hua and Master Shizun.
Do you want to take the risk of going to Butterfly Mountain for the Iron Mother of Ten Thousand Stars?
I pondered for a moment.
With a movement of his body, he flew in the direction of Butterfly Mountain.
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Butterfly Mountain.
There was a pungent bloody smell in the air.
The blood that has not yet dried up is still flowing.
Tens of thousands of male butterfly demons stood motionless among the corpses all over the ground.
The six holy kings exude dazzling brilliance, like six suns spanning the nine heavens.
They looked down coldly.
The atmosphere was suppressed to the extreme.
People held their breath, and no one dared to say anything.
Right now.
Suddenly, a crack in the void that was thousands of miles long opened in the sky.
The beautiful figure of Die Qingge walked out of it.
The Lord of the Mountain returns.
The six holy kings restrained their breath and lowered their heads slightly.
: "The Lord of the Mountain—"
: "I have seen the mountain master——"
Die Qingge's pretty face was as cold as water, and she nodded slightly to them.
Wu Die stepped forward, with a face full of self-blame and shame, "I failed to protect Die Shan during the decisive battle between the Mountain Lord and others. It was my dereliction of duty, and I ask the Mountain Lord to punish me."
Die Qingge just glanced at her and didn't say anything.
Lower your head and look down.
: "This group of dog-like things dare to offend the next, and ask the mountain master to be the master for us!"
A female cultivator knelt on the ground and said in a sad voice.
With the lead.
The other female cultivators didn't dislike the bloody flesh on the ground, and fell to their knees one by one.
——— "Please order the mountain lord to kill these rebels."
———"All men deserve to die."
——— "Also ask the mountain master to avenge my sister."
——— "Please ask the mountain master to kill them!!"
——— "My master was killed by them, and I want to avenge myself."
:"Shut up--"
Die Qingge snorted coldly.
The tens of thousands of female cultivators kneeling on the ground trembled in unison, opened their mouths, and could no longer speak.
Die Qingge turned to look at the male butterfly demon headed by Lang Huai.
: "Do you have anything else to say?"
Lang Huai came out in a row, and bowed to Die Qingge, "Lang Huai has seen the Lord of the Mountain."
: "Are you the leader among them?"
Die Qingge's face was expressionless, and others could not see any emotional fluctuations from her face.
: "Go back to the crown of the mountain lord, I am indeed the leader. '
: "The villain is just an insignificant ant in front of you, which can be wiped out with a wave of your hand. Before I die, I have a question to ask the Lord of the Mountain. Please give the villain a chance to speak."
Now that things have happened, Lang Huai is no longer afraid, and some only have the calmness of looking down on life and death.
Yes, he never thought he could live after doing such a thing.
Since they are all dead, why not die harder?
: "You ask—" Die Qingge opened her vermilion lips lightly, and spoke lightly.
Lang Huai took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked directly at the goddess-like Mountain Lord in the sky.
: "Our male butterfly demon, is it considered a butterfly demon?"
Die Qingge's beautiful eyes froze for a moment.
It's the same problem again.
Thousands of years ago, when Hong Chen was dying, he asked her like this.
Die Qingge sighed softly in his heart, turned his head and looked behind him, the six holy kings including Wu Die.
: "You can answer the question of Wudie!"
Wudie looked complicated, bit her red lip, but did not speak.
Die Qingge looked at Andie in silver armor again, "Andie, answer."
Andie's eyes moved slightly, "The male butterfly demon is of course a butterfly demon."
Die Qingge closed his eyes upon hearing this.
: "Hahaha, Lord Andie can talk, so just say a little more, we really like to listen." Lang Huai laughed with his head raised, his contempt not concealed.
He respects Die Qingge from the bottom of his heart because Die Qingge is Dieshan, one of the few women who has no prejudice against male Die Yao.
And what is the dark butterfly?
Usually, the women from the Dark Butterfly Department are the ones who torture and kill the most male butterfly monsters.
She actually has the nerve to say that the male butterfly demon is also a butterfly demon?
It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous.
"What are you laughing at?" An Die frowned, her murderous intent soared into the sky, even a dog like a wolf dared to yell in front of her, if it wasn't for the Mountain Lord by her side, she would have slapped him into powder up.
Facing the oppression and murderous intent of the late Holy King powerhouse.
Lang Huai's blood-stained face turned pale for a while.
The body trembled involuntarily.
He gritted his teeth, pinched the soft flesh on his thigh, and forced himself not to kneel down through the pain.
A deep laugh came out of his mouth, "Of course I'm laughing at you, Mr. Andie."
: "Laugh at you with your eyes open and talking nonsense."
: "Laughing at you, you don't know right from wrong, you turn black and white."
:"Ha ha ha ha--"
: "Ask yourself."
: "Do you really treat our male butterfly demon as a butterfly demon?"
: "You don't. In your eyes, we are not even slaves. We are just animals, your reproductive tools, and the cannon fodder you rush to the forefront when you fight against the outside world."
: "How unfair, how unfair!"
Langhuai's voice was like a yellow oriole weeping blood, echoing between heaven and earth.
On the Butterfly Mountain, hundreds of thousands of male Butterfly Demons burst into tears, their eyes full of sorrow and despair.
: "Shut up—"
Faced with Lang Huai's questioning, Andie finally couldn't bear it, and rolled the spear in his hand.
She held a phantom of a long spear, wrapped in boundless killing intent, stabbing down with a single spear, so powerful that it would be easy to blast through a star.
Faced with the angry blow of the Holy King, Lang Huai could only close his eyes and wait for death.
Die Qingge frowned, ready to stop Andie.
At this moment, a sword sound resounded through the world.
Chu Xiu, who was hiding in the void, made a move.
Die Qingge thought that Chu Xiu would stop him.
Unexpectedly, Chu Xiu who was behind him didn't say a word and let her go.
She frowned and turned around.
With his back to her, Chu Xiu stood with his hands behind his back, staring intently at the peach blossoms on the peach blossom tree, as if he wanted to perceive the supernatural powers from the flowers.
Seeing this, Die Qingge said quietly, "My husband is really hard-hearted."
Chu Xiu said nothing.
A quarter of an hour later.
Die Qingge bit Feng Yun's lips, "Add another five catties of Iron Mother of Ten Thousand Stars."
: "This is the limit I can take out."
Hearing this, Chu Xiu immediately looked away from the peach blossoms, turned around, with a spring-like smile on his face.
: "Miss, you and I are husband and wife, why is this so? We've seen each other, we've really seen each other."
Old Chu's undisguised hypocrisy of a philistine made Lord Shanzhu's eyes twitch.
Hao Xuan couldn't hold back and rushed forward to bite his nasty face hard.
: "Lady, when are we going back to my mother's house?"
With a smile on her face, Chu Xiu stepped forward and stood still in front of her.
Die Qingge took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to bite, a gentle smile bloomed on her fair and perfect oval face.
: "Of course, the sooner the better."
___________
in the void.
When it was thousands of miles away from Butterfly Mountain.
Die Qingge's clone stopped.
She turned her head to look at Chu Xiu with a pair of bright peach blossom eyes.
: "This avatar can't appear in Butterfly Mountain now, the next road needs to be walked by the husband himself."
Chu Xiu waved his hand, "No problem!"
: "My lady, let's go first, we'll see you later."
"Well——" Die Qingge nodded slightly, and the next moment his body turned into black mist and dissipated.
Chu Xiu stood on the spot, his eyes narrowed.
After the era of Emperor Luo, the magic material of the Iron Mother of Ten Thousand Stars is almost invisible, and it is difficult to measure it by value.
If you can get some in this era, hide them, and take them out after 10 years, it will be an astonishing wealth.
Although it is useless to me, it can be given to Sister Hua and Master Shizun.
Do you want to take the risk of going to Butterfly Mountain for the Iron Mother of Ten Thousand Stars?
I pondered for a moment.
With a movement of his body, he flew in the direction of Butterfly Mountain.
______________
Butterfly Mountain.
There was a pungent bloody smell in the air.
The blood that has not yet dried up is still flowing.
Tens of thousands of male butterfly demons stood motionless among the corpses all over the ground.
The six holy kings exude dazzling brilliance, like six suns spanning the nine heavens.
They looked down coldly.
The atmosphere was suppressed to the extreme.
People held their breath, and no one dared to say anything.
Right now.
Suddenly, a crack in the void that was thousands of miles long opened in the sky.
The beautiful figure of Die Qingge walked out of it.
The Lord of the Mountain returns.
The six holy kings restrained their breath and lowered their heads slightly.
: "The Lord of the Mountain—"
: "I have seen the mountain master——"
Die Qingge's pretty face was as cold as water, and she nodded slightly to them.
Wu Die stepped forward, with a face full of self-blame and shame, "I failed to protect Die Shan during the decisive battle between the Mountain Lord and others. It was my dereliction of duty, and I ask the Mountain Lord to punish me."
Die Qingge just glanced at her and didn't say anything.
Lower your head and look down.
: "This group of dog-like things dare to offend the next, and ask the mountain master to be the master for us!"
A female cultivator knelt on the ground and said in a sad voice.
With the lead.
The other female cultivators didn't dislike the bloody flesh on the ground, and fell to their knees one by one.
——— "Please order the mountain lord to kill these rebels."
———"All men deserve to die."
——— "Also ask the mountain master to avenge my sister."
——— "Please ask the mountain master to kill them!!"
——— "My master was killed by them, and I want to avenge myself."
:"Shut up--"
Die Qingge snorted coldly.
The tens of thousands of female cultivators kneeling on the ground trembled in unison, opened their mouths, and could no longer speak.
Die Qingge turned to look at the male butterfly demon headed by Lang Huai.
: "Do you have anything else to say?"
Lang Huai came out in a row, and bowed to Die Qingge, "Lang Huai has seen the Lord of the Mountain."
: "Are you the leader among them?"
Die Qingge's face was expressionless, and others could not see any emotional fluctuations from her face.
: "Go back to the crown of the mountain lord, I am indeed the leader. '
: "The villain is just an insignificant ant in front of you, which can be wiped out with a wave of your hand. Before I die, I have a question to ask the Lord of the Mountain. Please give the villain a chance to speak."
Now that things have happened, Lang Huai is no longer afraid, and some only have the calmness of looking down on life and death.
Yes, he never thought he could live after doing such a thing.
Since they are all dead, why not die harder?
: "You ask—" Die Qingge opened her vermilion lips lightly, and spoke lightly.
Lang Huai took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked directly at the goddess-like Mountain Lord in the sky.
: "Our male butterfly demon, is it considered a butterfly demon?"
Die Qingge's beautiful eyes froze for a moment.
It's the same problem again.
Thousands of years ago, when Hong Chen was dying, he asked her like this.
Die Qingge sighed softly in his heart, turned his head and looked behind him, the six holy kings including Wu Die.
: "You can answer the question of Wudie!"
Wudie looked complicated, bit her red lip, but did not speak.
Die Qingge looked at Andie in silver armor again, "Andie, answer."
Andie's eyes moved slightly, "The male butterfly demon is of course a butterfly demon."
Die Qingge closed his eyes upon hearing this.
: "Hahaha, Lord Andie can talk, so just say a little more, we really like to listen." Lang Huai laughed with his head raised, his contempt not concealed.
He respects Die Qingge from the bottom of his heart because Die Qingge is Dieshan, one of the few women who has no prejudice against male Die Yao.
And what is the dark butterfly?
Usually, the women from the Dark Butterfly Department are the ones who torture and kill the most male butterfly monsters.
She actually has the nerve to say that the male butterfly demon is also a butterfly demon?
It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous.
"What are you laughing at?" An Die frowned, her murderous intent soared into the sky, even a dog like a wolf dared to yell in front of her, if it wasn't for the Mountain Lord by her side, she would have slapped him into powder up.
Facing the oppression and murderous intent of the late Holy King powerhouse.
Lang Huai's blood-stained face turned pale for a while.
The body trembled involuntarily.
He gritted his teeth, pinched the soft flesh on his thigh, and forced himself not to kneel down through the pain.
A deep laugh came out of his mouth, "Of course I'm laughing at you, Mr. Andie."
: "Laugh at you with your eyes open and talking nonsense."
: "Laughing at you, you don't know right from wrong, you turn black and white."
:"Ha ha ha ha--"
: "Ask yourself."
: "Do you really treat our male butterfly demon as a butterfly demon?"
: "You don't. In your eyes, we are not even slaves. We are just animals, your reproductive tools, and the cannon fodder you rush to the forefront when you fight against the outside world."
: "How unfair, how unfair!"
Langhuai's voice was like a yellow oriole weeping blood, echoing between heaven and earth.
On the Butterfly Mountain, hundreds of thousands of male Butterfly Demons burst into tears, their eyes full of sorrow and despair.
: "Shut up—"
Faced with Lang Huai's questioning, Andie finally couldn't bear it, and rolled the spear in his hand.
She held a phantom of a long spear, wrapped in boundless killing intent, stabbing down with a single spear, so powerful that it would be easy to blast through a star.
Faced with the angry blow of the Holy King, Lang Huai could only close his eyes and wait for death.
Die Qingge frowned, ready to stop Andie.
At this moment, a sword sound resounded through the world.
Chu Xiu, who was hiding in the void, made a move.
