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

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:"strangeness....."

Chu Xiu frowned, "In the entire Dieshan Mountain, there is only Wudie, and this holy king is acting outside."

"There is no sign of other holy kings in Xianshu Hall."

"They all went there."

Just now.

The originally lively Xianshu Temple suddenly became quiet.

Even the singing and dancing female cultivators in the center of the hall retreated.

Chu Xiu opened his eyes and looked up the hall.

At some point, a graceful woman in a long black dress sat on the tallest, largest, and most extravagant throne.

The astonishment in Chu Laomo's eyes flashed away.

The Mountain Master of Butterfly Mountain is top-notch in terms of appearance and temperament. Sitting there, he instantly overwhelms the demeanor of all the female cultivators present.

It's not an exaggeration to describe her as "covering the crowd".

Thinking of that night, when he told the blind Hongchen that the Lord of Dieshan Mountain used to be his Taoist companion and gave birth to a baby for him, Chu Xiu couldn't help grinning at the corners of his mouth, revealing a wicked smile.

Not bad, not bad, fortunately there is no disadvantage.

He subconsciously turned his head and looked at the Hongchen Taoist not far away.

He found that he had actually closed those black eye sockets, as if he was not interested in the Lord of Butterfly Mountain.

Chu Xiu smiled and looked away.

The Lord of Dieshan looked around, his red lips parted slightly.

: "Welcome everyone to come to Butterfly Mountain to participate in the birthday party of the deity."

: "According to the usual practice, the first link is the exchange of treasures."

: "The rule is to barter."

: "Hope, everyone can get their favorite treasures."

As soon as she finished speaking, the hall suddenly became lively.

A holy king-level mandrill stood up and held up a palm-sized, blood-red spar. "This is a divine blood spar. Whether it is alchemy or weapon refining, it is a top-notch material."

: "I need a Youluo God Grass, and I am willing to exchange this piece of God Blood Crystal.",

An old blood demon with a hooked nose and a sinister appearance from Blood Demon Mountain, his eyes glistened with blood, "I want this blood spar."

"But I don't have the Godly Youluo Grass—" He turned his head and looked around, and said lightly, "Do you have the Godly Youluo Grass, if you have, you can ask for any conditions."

He is bound to get this piece of divine blood spar.

: "Hehe old blood demon, you are lucky. I have a Youluo God Grass here." A bull-headed holy king grinned, took out a jade box and opened it, and there was a plant lying quietly inside. , a spirit grass shaped like a five-leaf clover.

The old blood demon's eyes lit up, and he laughed strangely: "Niu Mutian, what do you want?"

The bull-headed holy king showed a naive smile and scratched the back of his head, "A thousand blood god crystals."

The corners of the old blood demon's eyes twitched, and he scolded: "You stupid cow, do you know what a thousand blood god crystals represent?"

: "My Blood God Mountain has only produced one Blood God Yuan Crystal in 100 years, and you can get a thousand of them with one mouth."

The bull-headed holy king was stunned, and grinned, showing his bright yellow teeth, "Then nine hundred and ninety-nine pieces will be fine."

: "Don't even think about it." The old blood demon stared.

The two came and went, haggling for a long time, and finally the old blood demon exchanged [-] blood god Yuanjing for the Youluo God Grass in the hands of the Bull Head Sacred King.

Then, he exchanged the holy Youluo grass for the sacred blood spar from the mandrill sage king.

The three got what they wanted, and all were happy.

Trading continues.

Chu Xiu sat on the throne and yawned boredly.

After the third day, in the evening.

Seeing that the trade fair is coming to an end.

In order not to arouse suspicion from others.

He decided to get involved.

Chu Xiu stood up, waved and took out an eighth-level middle-grade trapped killing array.

The eyes of the strong men were all focused on Chu Xiu.

Three days ago, after the [-] Divine Essence Stone gift incident, no one did not know him.

Seeing him standing up and taking out treasures to exchange, everyone was naturally curious.

Chu Xiu looked around and said in a loud voice: "This is the eighth-level mid-level trapped killing array in my hand."

: "Consume a certain amount of Shenyuan Stone, which can be used repeatedly ten times."

As soon as he said this, the scene was in an uproar.

Spiritual thoughts spread out like a spider web, and all fell on the array in Chu Xiu's hand.

After some investigation, someone couldn't suppress their excitement and exclaimed.

———"It's really an eighth-level middle-grade array..."

wow-

Dozens of holy kings stood up from their thrones.

The saint king of the human race is okay, and he knows how to be reserved.

Many human monsters and barbarian sage kings showed greed without any concealment.

If it weren't for his own strength, Chu Xiu would even suspect that this group of guys would rush forward together, tear himself apart, and then snatch the array.

That is an eighth-order middle-grade formation disk.

Compared with the guardians and clan guardians of most of the forces present, they are one level higher. How can they not salivate.

Chu Xiu smacked his lips and said to himself, "It seems that in this era, there are not many strong people."

"It's just an eighth-level middle-grade disk array. I can refine it by wasting a little time."

Looking at the holy kings with red eyes and trembling with excitement, Chu Xiu secretly slandered, "A group of guys who have never seen the world."

——— "Ahem, Fellow Daoist Chuxiu, what treasure are you going to exchange for this array?" A sage king of the Jiang family coughed lightly and asked loudly.

——— "Yes, yes, what are you going to change?"

The others couldn't wait to ask.

Sitting on the highest throne, the Lord of Dieshan Mountain narrowed his beautiful eyes and looked at Chu Xiu with great interest.

She also knows the way of arrays, and from Chu Xiu's array, she felt the aura that belonged to Chu Xiu.

In other words, this array was made by Chu Xiu himself.

A strong person who can refine an eighth-level middle-grade array plate is generally respected as a grand master of the array.

Such an existence would be greeted with courtesy no matter where he went.

Even the Zhundi old monster will be more polite to him.

: "Interesting, it's nothing more than a strong combat power, and the array is also so strong."

: "There is also his poisonous way, which is equally powerful."

: "And, he's really young."

The Lord of Butterfly Mountain sighed in his heart, "Such an existence would give up becoming a great emperor and choose to proclaim himself, and come to this era."

: "So what kind of opponent did he encounter?"

The Lord of Butterfly Mountain became more and more curious about Chu Xiu.

She found that Chuxiu is a boundless iceberg, even if only a corner is exposed, it is amazing.

Chu Xiu looked around and raised his hand to press.

After the hall is quiet.

Only then did he speak slowly, "I don't intend to exchange items for my disk array."

: "I need the Shenyuan Stone, everyone can quote, the one with the highest price will get it."

Having said that, he faced the Mountain Lord of Butterfly Mountain and cupped his hands slightly, "Mountain Lord, I will borrow your land to hold an auction, should it be fine?"

The Lord of Butterfly Mountain smiled, showing a pair of dimples at the corners of his mouth, and waved his skirt sleeves, "Friend Chu, you can do whatever you want."

Nodding, Chu Xiu looked back, turned around, faced everyone, and said loudly: "Since it is an auction, there must be rules."

: "The one with the higher agreed price wins the one with the higher price. If someone falsely quotes the price—" Chu Xiu's face was cold, his long hair was windless and automatic, his black robe was hunting, and his killing intent formed a substance all over his body. Soaring to the sky, dyeing most of the palace red, "Falsely quote the price and add trouble to me, I will be very unhappy, and if I am unhappy, I will kill someone."

: "I hope fellow Taoists, don't make mistakes."

Feel Chu Xiu's breath, and that creepy killing intent.

All the holy kings present did not change color.

Even the Lord of Butterfly Mountain, who was leaning on the throne, resting his cheeks in his hand, with a lazy expression, sat up straight with a concentrated expression.

: "So strong——"

A barbarian holy king whispered with a trembling voice.

: "I have a feeling that he wants to kill me, I'm afraid it will only take a moment..."