Master: This traitorous disciple is not a Holy Son

Taoyao went out to do the Holy Land mission.

Chu Xiu failed to reach her.

He had to go on the road with Zhu Ziyue.

Three days later.

Qingxuan City in the Southern Region.

A big city belonging to the Apocalypse Dynasty, adjacent to the Ten Thousand Mountains.

It has a population of over 10 million and is very prosperous.

From time to time, monks fly over the city gate.

There are also mortals queuing up on the ground to enter the city in an orderly manner.

Two white unicorns flapped their wings and flew over with a luxurious carriage.

The soldiers guarding the gate saw the royal emblem of the Ming Empire on it and immediately called their men to let it go quickly.

Eunuch Chen drove the car into the city.

In the luxurious carriage.

Chu Xiu had a beautiful chicken on his shoulder, and Mo Feiyan stood behind him.

There were three little girls sitting opposite him.

At this time, several people were talking and laughing.

"Your Highness the Holy Son didn't expect that you knew so much about the outside world in the Holy Land."

Zhu Ziyue's face was full of admiration.

"I know a thing or two~" Chu Xiu raised his hand and pressed it in vain.

"Your Highness, was the Black Dragon King killed by the monk surnamed Han? What happened to her master Miss Nangong in the end?"

Chunhua's eyes were shining.

"Of course he was killed, but there were some accidents in the middle... Hehe."

Chu Xiu smiled evilly, "Do you want to know?"

"Of course~"

The three little girls nodded in unison.

Chu Xiu lowered his voice...

The three girls blushed immediately after hearing this.

"I didn't expect it to be like this..."

"But, they are master and disciple... Wouldn't this be against etiquette?" Zhu Ziyue was as beautiful as a flower, with a flushed face.

Even the mature and beautiful Elder Mo Feiyan had a strange look in her eyes.

Can master and disciple play like this?

She glanced at Chu Xiu secretly.

He was wearing a white robe, with a jade-like face and deep eyes.

With a folding fan in hand and a smile on the corner of her mouth, she was like a storyteller, not feeling shy at all.

In the air above the carriage.

A beautiful figure spat lightly.

This traitor... is so shameless.

Want to ask who she is?

Of course it's the Fairy Master.

She was just passing by Shangjing City of the Ming Empire on the way, and she didn't hide in the dark to protect the traitor.

Yes, just to supervise him.

Don't let him ruin the reputation of the Holy Land.

I won't worry about him hooking up with other women....

Hmm~

After finishing the business in Shangjing City, I will return to the Holy Land.

On the way.

She eavesdropped on the conversation in the carriage. m.x33xs.com

The story is about a cultivator named Han with extremely poor qualifications, who is unwilling to be ordinary and works hard to practice, and encounters many difficulties and opportunities.

He tells it very well, like a professional storyteller in a teahouse on earth, with a strong sense of substitution.

.... Even she was attracted by the story.

Until a woman named Nangong appeared and became the master of the monk surnamed Han... the story gradually became subtle.

Especially the part about the Mo Jiao King...

The fairy master felt that the traitor was definitely referring to her.

He was a monk surnamed Han, and she was Miss Nangong... absolutely.

"The traitor is really shameless. He actually told such a story in front of outsiders. Isn't it shameful?" The fairy master's face turned red like a bubble teapot.

"Sir, we are going into the city."

Mo Feiyan bent down and whispered softly in Chu Xiu's ear.

This trip, she was not protecting Chu Xiu.

The Holy Lord arranged for her to follow Chu Xiu to the Ming Dynasty.

Sister Hua was worried that he didn't know how to handle some diplomatic affairs.

So she arranged Mo Feiyan, who was good at "doing things" and "ability", to be Chu Xiu's temporary housekeeper.

To prevent him from being entangled by miscellaneous things.

Chu Xiu nodded, lifted the car curtain with his right hand, and looked out.

The streets are wide, the houses are arranged in an orderly manner, the traffic is busy, and the flow of people is endless...

Busy and lively.

The monks who came out of the holy land, vaguely seeing this scene, must have the illusion of coming from the fairyland to the mortal world.

But he didn't.

He has been struggling in the mortal world for too long and has been accustomed to these scenes for too many years.

Two unicorns flapped their wings and slowly descended with the carriage.

Opposite is a rest inn, which is luxuriously decorated and has a high-end and atmospheric facade. It is a place where rich people live.

The manager of the rest inn greeted her with a smile.

She was dressed very boldly and her eyes were as charming as silk.

Zhu Ziyue's carriage was extraordinary.

Even if she didn't recognize the logo on the carriage.

She knew that people who could have such a carriage must be rich or noble.

She naturally had to greet them in person.

Seeing several people get off the car.

She hurried forward and said in a delicate voice:

"Hey, welcome to Qingxuan Xizhan."

Soon, she led everyone into the luxurious hall, and Xiao Si led two unicorns to the pet area.

The rooms were arranged soon.

They were all single-family houses with great views.

Night fell.

Chu Xiu left Xizhan alone.

He noticed the person who merged into the void.

He sighed softly.

"What is Master thinking about? Why is he following me?"

He went around and around, using all kinds of concealment methods, and finally got rid of Master.

"???"

In the void, Qi Mengdie was a little confused.

He began to doubt his life.

"I followed a cultivator from the other shore realm, and I lost him?"

"Where did the traitor go?"

After changing his appearance, Chu Xiu came to a small pharmacy with a closed door.

There was a black devil head logo printed on the door.

Chu Xiu leaned out his right hand, and his index finger was a symbol of pentagrams.

Cangpie ...

The door opens automatically.

It was dark inside, and there was no light, and it was like a haunted house.

Chu Xiu stepped into.

The door is automatically closed.

簌 簌 簌 簌 簌

A blue flame burned with air, and the top of the head was illuminated to illuminate half of the house.

There is a long black stone table below, and a person with dark mist is covered in the right place.

I can't see the appearance and the gender.

Chu Xiu walked over and sat down opposite him.

Directly,: "The whereabouts of Liu Hongyou."

: "Twenty -thousand gods." The shadow of black fog, his voice was hoarse.

Chu Xiu frowned.

As a rare supplies on the Tianqiong mainland, Shenshi is also used as hard currency.

The exchange ratio with Shangpin Yuanshi is 1: 1000, and even if you have Yuanshi, you may not be able to convert to Shen Yuanshi.

20W is 200 million yuan.

: "You Tianji Pavilion is really black as ever." Chu Xiu sneered.

: "Our intelligence is absolutely true and reliable. Do you know how many people are looking for her recently?" The black fog figure was not salty.

: "300 drops of thousands of years of stone milk."

Wannian stone milk was still from Brother the Deep Brother in the deserted demon secret, and now he finally came in handy.

The eyes of the black fog are slightly moved, "400 drops."

"Tianji Pavilion, don't pay off the price."

Chu Xiu waved his right hand, a jade bottle flew out, and fell in front of him.

He has two bottles of ten thousand -year stone milk, and 400 drops of about one -third of a bottle.

Black fog shadow opened the plug, the medicine fragrance was tangy, and immediately covered the income storage ring.

Put of a sheepskin roll for Chu Xiu.

: "It feels good to trade with you, do you need other information?"

Chu Xiuzi for a while, "The Ming Dynasty, the only blood of the Qin family's blood."

The black fog's shadow squinted his eyes, and a deity came out, as if to communicate with whom.

It didn't take long for him to open his eyes, "30 drops of thousands of years of stone milk."

Chu Xiu gave him thirty drops.

The black fog shadow left him a sheepskin roll.

Chu Xiu stood up and turned around. When he walked at the door, he stopped.

: "What information do you need?"

Chu Xiu turned his head, his mouth raised, and a trace of demon blood flashed in his eyes.

"I have an intelligence to sell it to you."

"Oh? What information?" Heiwu's figure came interested.

: "Yuehua Emperor's Immortal Sutra where ..."

The black fog people heard the words, and the body was obviously distorted.

Top, "Do you really know the whereabouts of the Yuehua Scripture?"

"With your intelligence network, it is easy to verify, isn't it? Estimated the price!" Chu Xiu smiled gentle.

Anyone who knows him knows when he shows such a smile.

It shows that he is about to start.

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