Chapter 622 The long river of time, mysterious caves, murals
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Die Qingge originally thought that Chu Xiu would call her to stop.
Unexpectedly, Chu Xiu behind him did not say a word and allowed her to leave.
She frowned and turned around.
Chu Xiu turned his back to her and stood with his hands behind his back, staring intently at the peach blossoms on the peach blossom tree, as if he wanted to comprehend the supreme magical power from the flowers.
Die Qingge saw this and said quietly: "My husband is really hard-hearted."
Chu Xiu said nothing.
A quarter of an hour later.
Die Qingge bit Fengyun's lips and said, "Add another five pounds of Ten Thousand Stars Iron Mother."
: "This is the limit of what I can do."
Hearing this, Chu Xiu immediately looked away from the peach blossoms and turned around, with a spring breeze-like smile on his face.
: "Madam, you and I are one and the same as husband and wife. Why are we like this? We have seen each other, we have really seen each other."
Lao Chu's unabashed hypocritical philistine appearance made the mountain master's eyes twitch.
I couldn't help but pounce on him and bite him hard on his hateful face.
: "Madam, when will we leave to go back to my parents' home?"
With a smile on his face, Chu Xiu walked forward and stood in front of her.
Die Qingge took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to bite, and a gentle smile bloomed on her fair and perfect face.
: "Of course the sooner the better."
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In the void.
When we are still thousands of miles away from Butterfly Mountain.
Die Qingge's clone stopped.
He turned his head and looked at Chu Xiu with a pair of bright peach blossom eyes.
: "This clone cannot appear in Butterfly Mountain now. My husband needs to walk the rest of the way by himself."
Chu Xiu waved his hand, "No problem!"
: "Madam, please go first. We'll see you later."
"Hmm -" Die Qingge nodded slightly, and the next moment his body turned into black mist and dissipated.
Chu Xiu stood there, his eyes narrowed.
After the Emperor's Fall, divine materials like the Iron Mother of Ten Thousand Stars were almost invisible and difficult to measure in terms of value.
If you can get some in this era, hide them, and take them out a hundred thousand years later, it will definitely be a huge fortune.
Although it is of no use to you, you can give it to Sister Hua and Master’s baby.
Should we risk a trip to Butterfly Mountain for the Iron Mother of Ten Thousand Stars?
I thought for a moment.
He moved and flew towards Butterfly Mountain.
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Butterfly Mountain.
The pungent smell of blood filled the air.
The blood that has not dried up is still flowing.
Hundreds of thousands of male butterfly demons stood motionless among the corpses on the ground.
The six holy kings exude dazzling light, like six suns spanning the nine heavens.
They looked down coldly.
The atmosphere was extremely depressing.
People held their breath and no one dared to say a word.
Right now.
The sky suddenly opened up, a crack in the void that was thousands of miles long.
The beautiful figure of Die Qingge walked out of it.
The mountain lord returns.
The six holy kings restrained their breath and lowered their heads slightly.
: "Mountain Master——"
: "I've met the mountain master——"
Die Qingge's pretty face was as cold as water, and she nodded slightly to them.
Wudie stepped forward, with a face full of self-blame and shame, "I failed to protect Dieshan Mountain during the decisive battle between the mountain master and the others. It was my dereliction of duty. Please punish the mountain master."
Die Qingge just glanced at her and didn't say anything.
Lower your head and look down.
: "How dare these dogs-like things dare to commit crimes below and ask the mountain owner to make the decision for us!"
A female cultivator knelt on the ground and said sadly.
There is someone taking the lead.
The other female cultivators didn't mind the blood and flesh on the ground, and fell to their knees one by one.
————"Please give the mountain master an order to kill these rebellious people."
————“All men deserve to die.”
————"Please ask the mountain master to avenge my sister."
————"Please mountain master kill them!!"
————"My master was killed by them, and I want to take revenge myself."
:"Shut up--"
Die Qingge snorted coldly.
The tens of thousands of female cultivators kneeling on the ground all trembled, 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 stood out from the crowd and bowed to Die Qing Ge, "Lang Huai has seen the mountain master's crown."
: "Are you the leader among them?"
Die Qingge's face was expressionless, and others could not see any emotional fluctuations on her face.
: 'When I return to the mountain master's crown, it is indeed me who takes the lead.'
: "In front of you, the villain is just an insignificant ant that can be wiped out with a wave of your hand. Before I die, I have something to ask the mountain master. Please give the villain a chance to speak."
Now that things have happened, Lang Huai is no longer afraid, and he only has the calmness to look down on life and death.
Yes, he never thought he would survive after doing such a thing.
Since it's all about death, why not die a little harder?
"You ask-" Die Qingge opened her red lips lightly and spoke lightly.
Lang Huai took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked directly at the goddess-like mountain master in the sky.
: "Are our male butterfly demons considered butterfly demons?"
Die Qingge's beautiful eyes were stunned.
This is the problem again.
Thousands of years ago, when Hongchen was about to die, she also asked her this question.
Die Qingge sighed softly in his heart and turned around to look at the six holy kings behind him, including Wudie.
: "It's up to you to answer Wudie's question!"
Wudie looked complicated, bit her red lips, but did not speak.
Die Qingge looked at Andie, who was wearing silver armor, and said, "Andie, you answer."
Dark Die's eyes moved slightly, "Of course the male butterfly demon is a butterfly demon."
Die Qingge closed her eyes after hearing the words.
: "Hahaha, Lord Andie can talk, just talk a little more, we really like to hear it." Lang Huai raised his head and laughed, his disdain undisguised.
He respects Die Qingge from the bottom of his heart because Die Qingge is one of the few women in Dieshan who has no prejudice against male butterfly demons.
And what is a dark butterfly?
The women who usually torture and kill male butterfly demons the most are the women in her dark butterfly department.
How dare she say that the male butterfly demon is also a butterfly demon?
It's simply ridiculous, extremely ridiculous.
"What are you laughing at?" Dark Die frowned, murderous intent rising into the sky. Something like a wolf or a dog dared to scream in front of her. If the mountain master hadn't been by her side, she would have slapped him into powder.
Already.
Faced with the oppression and murderous intentions of the powerful men in the later stage of the Holy King.
Lang Huai's face, covered in blood, turned pale.
The body trembled involuntarily.
He gritted his teeth and pinched the soft flesh on his thighs, using the pain to hold himself back from kneeling down.
A deep laugh came from his mouth, "Of course I am laughing at you, Lord Andie."
: "Laughing at you for opening your eyes and telling lies."
: "Laughing at you for not distinguishing between right and wrong, confusing right and wrong."
:"Ha ha ha ha--"
: "Ask yourself."
: "Do you really treat us male butterfly demons as butterfly demons?"
: "You don't. In your eyes, we are not even slaves. We are just livestock, your reproductive tools, and the cannon fodder at the forefront when you fight against foreign enemies."
: "How unfair, how unfair!"
Lang Huai's voice echoed between heaven and earth like an oriole weeping blood.
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, An Die finally couldn't help but rolled up the spear in his hand.
She held the phantom of a ten thousand feet long spear, carrying boundless killing intent, and stabbed it with one spear. The power was so powerful that it could easily blast through a star.
Faced with the angry blow from the Holy King, Lang Huai could only close his eyes and wait for death.
Die Qingge frowned and prepared to stop An Die.
At this moment, a sword cry resounded throughout the world.