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Chapter 599 Little guy, do you know if there are immortals in the world?

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The guard who went to report did not let Lang Huai wait for long.

Less than three quarters of an hour.

The guard then turned back.

The halberd in his hand stomped heavily on the ground, and he looked at Lang Huai with an expressionless face.

: "Come with me, the steward wants to see you."

Lang Huai nodded and bowed, showing a flattering smile, "Excuse me."

Upon seeing this, the two guards' eyes flashed with disdain.

Men are really like dogs. No matter how beaten or scolded they are, they will laugh and wag their tails and beg for mercy.

Flying behind the guard, we soon reached Butterfly Mountain.

Dieshan has only one island and two mountains.

The geographical environment is naturally incomparable to that of Taisu Holy Land, which is built in the mountains of 100,000 mountains.

However, Silver Moon Butterfly Mountain is a hegemonic force inherited from ancient times. Its foundation is strong and it is still much stronger than Taisu Holy Land.

On Butterfly Mountain, waterfalls are like silver, moonlight is like water, fairy palaces and pavilions stand in great numbers, and the scenery is magnificent.

As the saying goes, the Three Immortal Lands on Silver Moon Butterfly Island, the smoke pavilion is dim and elegant, and the fairy atmosphere is dim. The bright moon is full of distant fairy energy, and it flies through the fairy clouds.

Even though Langhuai, as a native of Butterfly Mountain, could not help but be obsessed with this situation, he was secretly sneering in his heart.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

: "Only when you destroy such a beautiful thing, you will feel more fulfilled!!"

It flew for a while.

The guard led Lang Huai to the square in front of a fairy palace.

A pretty female cultivator in a light yellow dress stepped forward, glanced at Lang Huai haughtily, and said calmly: "My lord is in the hall, come with me!"

: "Hey, yes, yes, please, sir."

Lang Huai nodded and bowed, followed the maid, and set foot on the fairy palace, acting as humble as he wanted.

The guards guarding the mountain stood aside, neither following nor leaving, but waiting in place.

Male butterfly demons are not qualified to stay on Butterfly Mountain for a long time.

She had to wait for the manager to see Lang Huai and lead him away. Otherwise, if this bitch wandered around Butterfly Mountain, it would be fine if he was punished. If he was punished too, there would be no reason for him to be punished.

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In the palace.

The maid looked at the woman who was sitting cross-legged and meditating on the throne, and said, "Sir, I have brought Langhuai."

After finishing speaking, she glanced at the groveling Lang Huai beside her, turned around and left.

The woman on the throne has her eyes closed, her skin is fair, and her snow-white slender neck has the face of a mature young woman in her early thirties. Her red lips are lightly pursed. Her appearance is charming but somewhat cold. In addition, she has been in a high position all year round.

There is a calm and calm temperament that only big men have, which gives men a great desire to conquer.

She was wearing a blue dress, with her slender waist tied up by a shiny blue belt. The skirt was very long, dragging on the jade floor and spreading out in all directions, like a blooming blue enchantress.

:"Mother--"

Lang Huai crawled on the ground and called out cautiously.

The woman on the throne did not respond.

Lang Huai didn't dare to raise his head.

The atmosphere in the hall was very silent and depressing.

After half an hour passed.

The woman opened her beautiful green eyes and calmly looked down at Lang Huai below.

Her red lips parted slightly and she said calmly: "How many times have I told you to pay attention to your identity."

Lang Huai's body trembled and he said repeatedly: "I don't dare, I don't dare. I made a mistake in my speech. Please punish me, Lord Wudie."

Wu Die waved his hand, frowned slightly, and said impatiently: "Tell me, why did you come to see me?"

: "Don't tell me that you came here specifically to seek justice for you because of the whipping you received today."

: "The villain dare not—" Lang Huai's face was full of fear, "What happened today was that the villain bumped into the adult. He deserved to be punished in public, so how could he dare to feel resentful."

Hearing this, Wudie nodded with satisfaction.

His tone was a little softer, "It's good if you can recognize your identity."

I thought to myself that this son has finally grown up.

In fact, how could she not want to be nicer to her son?

However, Dieshan has been dominated by women since ancient times, and the status of men is low. If she gives special treatment to her son, what will other women think? What do they think?

Do you, Wudie, rely on your high cultivation level? Do you want to move the fundamental interests of all the women in Butterfly Mountain? Even if you are a holy king, you will be excluded, suppressed, alienated, and ultimately completely marginalized in this group of vested interests.

Lang Huai buried his head, "You don't have to worry about it, little guy."

After finishing speaking, he slowly raised his head and looked at his biological mother.

With a wave of his hand, a square and cold jade box appeared in his hand.

: "Today I was in the market and accidentally bought a Ten Thousand Years Goddess Fruit, which has the magical effect of rejuvenating your appearance and extending your life."

: "Such treasures from heaven and earth, I naturally want to honor you."

Regardless of their level of cultivation, women are extremely concerned about their appearance.

The ordinary Millennium Goddess fruit has the magical effect of extending life for hundreds of years, rejuvenating the appearance and slowing down aging.

Not to mention the Ten Thousand Years Goddess Fruit.

When seeing this kind of thing, the female cultivators of the Saint King will be so greedy that they will drool.

Mist butterflies are naturally not immune to vulgarity.

This thing was found by Chu Xiu from the storage ring of Princess Honglian after he killed her. He originally planned to give it to Su Wanqiu, but the woman didn't like it, saying, "Auntie, I am born with beauty and unparalleled elegance. How can I do that?"

Can you use such vulgar things?

As a male cultivator, Chu Xiu had no use for it, so he could only put it in the storage space to gather dust. He never thought that it would come in handy now.

Wu Die's beautiful eyes moved slightly, her gaze fell on the jade box in Lang Huai's hand, and her eyes became softer.

: "You are thoughtful. I like this gift very much."

Immediately, she waved her hand.

The jade box in Lang Huai's hand automatically flew into Wu Die's hand.

After the ban was lifted, the jade box was opened, and lying on the red satin was a spiritual fruit, the size of a fist, white and transparent, and somewhat similar in shape to an apple.

The alluring aroma fills the air and fills the entire hall in an instant. Just one whiff makes you radiant and energetic.

: "It is indeed the Ten Thousand Years Goddess Fruit."

The corners of Wudie's mouth rose unconsciously.

:"Not bad...."

Lang Huai rubbed his hands and smiled flatteringly, "As long as you like it."

: "Well -" Wu Die nodded, closed the jade box, and his beautiful eyes fell on Lang Huai, "What reward do you want."

The flattery on Lang Huai's face gradually faded, and his eyes turned red, "I, I, I just want to call you mother, and I will be satisfied."

Wu Die was startled and sighed softly.

:"Can--"

Lang Huai felt sad in his heart, this was Butterfly Mountain, a place like hell for men.

Calling one's own mother mother is an extravagant wish, and one still needs to beg the other person.

hehe--

Such bullshit rules.

At this moment, Lang Huai's idea of ​​destroying everything became more and more determined.

He knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Wudie on the throne, his voice trembling, "Mother——"


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