Villain: I really didn't want Master to be pregnant!

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at the same time.

Zhou family.

A resplendently decorated study room with a huge area, where all kinds of rare porcelains, calligraphy and paintings are placed.

Zhou Changxu, who was slightly chubby, was holding a teacup, leaning on the master's chair behind the desk, squinting his eyes, and sipped the spirit tea leisurely.

He's been in a good mood lately.

for some reason.

He got on the line of a saint king patriarch of the Ji family.

For this reason, he is willing to take out the most important treasure in his life.

It was also rumored to be the treasure that made him soar into the sky.

That treasure allowed him to break through the second floor of the Supreme Saint King from the Little Saint in a very short period of time.

The effect is miraculous.

However, after breaking through the second layer of the Holy King, the treasure will no longer have any effect on him.

In his hands, it can only be regarded as tasteless.

Because of this treasure, he has been coveted and watched by many powerful people recently.

Therefore, after thinking about it, he might as well just hand over the treasure, and maybe he could still gain the power of the overlord.

The Zhou family will be taken care of by the Huangguji family in the future, and will live forever...

He is very smart and decisive, and his abacus is very loud.

In fact, he also thought about giving the treasure to his son Zhou Xingyu.

However, Zhou Xingyu didn't live up to it.

Think about this.

Zhou Changxu couldn't help sighing.

When his son Zhou Xingyu was young, he was obviously very smart, not such a waste.

Back then, after he got the treasure, he had been practicing and developing the power of the Zhou family.

Busy.

There is no time to discipline Zhou Xingyu.

Zhou Xingyu, who grew up in a crowd of women, grew up sideways at some point, and developed a habit of being extravagant and carefree.

Regarding this, Zhou Changxu was helpless and felt indebted.

Therefore, even if Zhou Xingyu is an asshole, he will tolerate the other party, and he will not hesitate to personally wipe the ass of the other party.

: "Hey! If Xingyu was a bit more confident, I wouldn't have handed over this treasure."

Thinking of his son, Zhou Changxu's originally good mood suddenly turned from sunny to cloudy.

With a slap, he stomped the teacup on the desk.

He rubbed his eyebrows helplessly.

Just now.

Outside the study, there was a hasty knock on the door.

: "Master, Master is not good."

An anxious voice came into the study from outside the restriction.

Zhou Tianxu frowned and waved his sleeves.

Creak~ The door opens automatically.

An old man in a white robe, sweating profusely, hurried in.

This is a great sage, and he was sweating profusely in anxiety. It is conceivable how urgent the matter is.

Zhou Tianxu's thick eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and he asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong with Keqing Yang?"

"That kid Xingyu got into trouble again?"

The old man in white robe called Yang Keqing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Zhou Xingyu entangled with Xie Xinlian, and Chu Xiu killed Xie Xinlian after he appeared, and quickly narrated it.

He didn't go to the scene, but just got a summons from the people below, so he rushed to inform Xie Changxu.

It didn't describe whether Chu Xiu was strong or not.

Hearing this, Zhou Tianxu suddenly slapped the table and stood up, his eyes spewing fire.

: "How courageous! You actually want to kill my Zhou Tianxu's son?"

He looked at Yang Keqing, and asked in a deep voice, "Liu Changhong failed to solve the other party?"

Yang Keqing shook her head helplessly.

I whispered in my heart, if Liu Changhong can solve the problem, should I still inform you?

Zhou Tianxu also reacted, snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and walked towards the door with his hands behind his back.

: "Let's go! Let's go and see how strong the person who dares not to give my Zhou family face in Dream Star City is."

Yang Keqing responded and hurriedly followed.

He was also curious about what the murderous person who dared to move Zhou Xingyu in Dream Star City looked like.

Do you have six heads on your neck, so you are not afraid of death.

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Still that street.

The scene at this time is somewhat weird.

Chu Xiu stood where he was, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Kneeling around, there is a great saint and six minor saints.

Their faces were pale, their bodies trembled, and they were dripping with cold sweat, which wet the ground.

the other side.

Under the protection of several guards.

Zhou Xingyu's face was grim, and he kept swearing at Chu Xiu, very pleased.

Around, the people who eat melons are whispering.

There are those who sneer and watch, and those who have nothing to do with themselves and wait to watch the show.

There were also kind-hearted people who secretly sent voices to persuade Chu Xiu to flee quickly so as not to lose his life.

Chu Xiu will not escape.

He was waiting for Zhou Changxu to come.

To see if the opponent's head is hard, or his fist is hard.

among the crowd.

A handsome young man in red, who looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old, stared straight at Chuxiu in the field with a pair of bright eyes.

Muttering to himself: "Black robe with bronzing and cloud patterns, estimated age is in his early 20s, fair and handsome, with a sharp temperament."

: "Could it be that this is Chu Xiu, who has just entered No. 70 on the Holy King List and third on the New King List..."

The boy in red rubbed his chin, his eyes rolled.

It's like discovering a new continent.

: "Hey, there's a good show to watch, the Zhou family is probably kicking the iron plate this time!"

Just now.

A loud bang.

It's like the sky is falling.

Horror coercion swept the audience.

Pedestrians on the street, whether they were mortals or monks, all changed their colors.

It's okay for those with high cultivation bases to be able to back down under pressure.

The low-level cultivators stood on the spot, unable to move, their bodies trembling, and they felt as heavy as a giant mountain on their shoulders, making their bones creak.

Mortals without cultivation are even more unbearable.

Kneeling on the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices.

Fortunately, the people who came came restrained, otherwise all the mortals on this street would be killed in an instant.

Chu Xiu opened his eyes and looked sideways.

I saw a middle-aged man with a simple and honest appearance, wearing a blue dress, a slightly fat body, a mustache, thick eyebrows and big eyes, coming on white clouds.

His eyes were cold, looking down at the world.

The whole body carries the power and influence.

That posture, those who don't know, thought that some kind of god king was on tour.

The person who came was Zhou Changxu, the Patriarch of the Zhou family, the lucky one who got a treasure while watching the star rain 300 years ago and soared into the sky.

——— "Patriarch Zhou is here!"

——— "It's so powerful, this is the holy king!"

———"Patriarch Zhou personally took action, this young man is probably going to die!"

——— "Nonsense, facing the Holy King, even the peak of the Great Saint is like an ant."

There were various discussions in the crowd, and it could be seen that the monks in Mengxing City were both shocked and afraid of Zhou Changxu.

Zhou Xingyu exclaimed in surprise: "Father, you are finally here, kill this kid quickly!"