Master: This Traitorous Disciple Is Not a Holy Son

Chapter 200 The Road Is Lonely, only Separation

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\"Okay, go back to sleep!\"

"Meow——"

Chu Xiu let go of the hand holding her tail.

Miao Xiaoqi leaped and sank into the Heavenly Emperor Sword.

Immediately, the Heavenly Emperor Sword turned into a stream of light and flew into Chu Xiu's brow.

"Although I can't know the man's real name, I roughly know what's going on."

Su Wanqiu said in a deep voice.

Chu Xiu nodded, he probably guessed it.

The two looked at each other.

They closed their mouths tacitly.

Taboos exist, so it's better not to talk too much.

The unknown terror is not something Chu Xiu can bear...

"How long can your marked clone exist?"

"Two days--"

"I must disappear in two days, otherwise the rules of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield will wipe you out..."

"My Great Chaos Freedom Method cannot be circumvented?"

"Chu Xiu frowned, he wanted to keep Wanqiu's clone...

"Why, you don't want me to disappear?"

"Su Wanqiu tilted her head, smiling, "Tell me before I leave, let me not cheat on her, otherwise she will castrate you with her own hands the next time I see you..."

As she spoke, her eyes moved down and fixed on a certain place.

Chu Xiu felt a chill in a certain part of his body, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Is there any wine?"

"Get some wine."

Su Wanqiu patted his shoulder and said with a smile.

"Of course--"

Chu Xiu waved his hand and took out a large earthenware jar.

The whole earthenware jar was black, two people tall, and five or six meters in diameter.

Smack the mud on the mouth of the jar.

The refreshing aroma of wine floated out.

"Hey, it's the genuine Mo Xiangyi~"

Su Wanqiu's nose moved, sniffing the aroma of wine, her eyes sparkling, "Okay, little Chuzi."

"This jar has been treasured for 100,000 years, right?"

Chu Xiu's eyelids drooped slightly, and he took out two jade bowls and filled them with wine.

\"Jiujiu prepared it for me."

Su Wanqiu paused with the wine bowl and sighed softly.

"That's also a silly girl..."

"I clearly sealed her memory, but she refused to seal herself with her obsession with you..."

"She was unwilling to forget and wanted to remember your name..."

\"Will you blame me for doing this?\"

Wanqiu stared at Chu Xiu.

Chu Xiu shook his head, "That was her own choice... You can't change it."

"She may have run out of life."

"Wait until I break through the Great Emperor, cross the long river of time, and rescue her."

"To rescue someone from the long river of time, and a quasi-emperor, you must be prepared to pay a heavy price."

Su Wanqiu picked up the wine bowl, raised her snow-white and slender neck, and drank the wine in one gulp.

The wine dripped down her chin into the towering snow-white.

"Ha, good wine--"

She put down the wine bowl, looked at the starry sky, and chanted leisurely:

"If you depend on each other, don't leave, just meet without separation.

Don't depend on each other, don't abandon your heart, look at the distant stars and tears fill your collar."

"The artistic conception of this wine is appropriate for the scene."

"It's just a little hypocritical."

She grabbed the wine jar and poured herself another bowl.

Gudong, guldong--

Chu Xiu drank the clear moon-like wine in the jade bowl.

It can be seen that he is a little depressed.

Late Autumn smiled lightly, put her arm around his shoulders, and the two of them snuggled together. She pointed at the meteor in the sky, "That meteor was born between heaven and earth, and scattered between heaven and earth. The process in between is a lifetime."

"When you look at that star, you are not looking at the sky, nor at the earth, nor at the star, but at your life."

"Life is brilliant, or bumpy, or smooth, or triumphant..."

"During this period, you will meet many people, or enemies, or relatives, or loved ones..."

"You don't need to stagnate because of them."

"Xiao Chuzi, you must remember that separation is the main theme of people like us."

"Separation is for a better encounter, isn't it?"

After speaking, she leaned over and imprinted her warm red lips on his cheek, and they separated at the touch.

"You are right, the road is lonely, and there is only separation."

"But, I have a hidden worry..."

"In the starry universe, I can still save people through the long river of time. If I go to the sky, the place with higher rules, with my ability, can I still do it?"

"Fool——"

Wanqiu poured him a bowl of wine, "As long as you are strong enough, you can do anything."

After listening to her explanation.

Chu Xiu's depression and hidden worries faded a lot.

The two of them clinked their bowls together and drank them all in one gulp.

Raising her hand to wipe off the wine stains on the corners of her lips, Su Wanqiu looked at Chu Xiu and asked.

"The catastrophe is coming, are you sure?"

"They are very strong and there are many of them. You must be careful to deal with them, and don't capsize in the ditch."

Chu Xiu nodded, "Whether you are sure or not, you will know after the battle."

The two drank Mo Xiangyi, leaned on each other, talked about everything, and exchanged their cultivation experiences...

Time is like sand, passing quickly.

The cultivators in the Ten Thousand Races battlefield looked up at the sky, feeling puzzled.

Because the boundary gate obscured the secrets of the sky.

They could no longer see Chu Xiu and Su Wanqiu.

However, the sky battlefield did not disappear, which meant that Chu Xiu's challenge was not over yet....

They were waiting.

Curious about what kind of reward Chu Xiu could get...

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Qi Mengdie pursed her lips.

She felt a little jealous.

"They haven't seen each other for 100,000 years, so it's okay to reminisce about the past..." Die Qingge pursed her lips and smiled.

"It's a pity that she will leave after all."

As a remnant of the Taisu Emperor's era.

She understood Su Wanqiu very well.

A group of women looked at each other and were silent for a while.

"Isn't the mistress staying?"

Fu Yue's innocent and crisp voice sounded out of place.

Black Dragon was shocked and quickly covered her mouth.

Qianmian's eyes turned, and he shook his head and sighed: "This Chu Laoliu is really lucky."

"Not to mention that his wives are strong and noble, they are also beautiful."

"Oh, it's really enviable!"

He raised his voice and laughed strangely.

"Hehe, I guess he is now doing it with that emperor..."

"Shut up-" Black Dragon swept and slapped him.

Bang——

Qianmian's body turned into smoke and disappeared.

Appeared on the other side.

"Illusion?"

Black Dragon narrowed his eyes.

Qianmian glanced at him and said, "You black dragon are very protective of your master."

"I just don't know what you mistresses think..."

Hearing this, Black Dragon turned his head and looked around.

He found that the mistresses all had stern faces.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no murderous intent on his body. ,

"Slutty fox, are you trying to sow discord between the master and the mistresses?"

Black Dragon sneered, "When the master returns, I will tell him about this."

"Just wait for the master to pull out your tendons and skin you. Seeing that the weather is getting cold, this dragon just needs a fox fur scarf."

"I think your skin is very suitable."

Qianmian's eyelids twitched, and he snorted coldly. Seeing that he failed to sow discord, he said no more.

He cursed in his heart, Lao Liu's harem is so damn stable.

I don't know how he did it.

Time passed.

A jar of Mo Xiangyi was finished.

Su Wanqiu put down the wine bowl and stood up.

She put her hands behind her back and faced Chu Xiu, smiling: "After all, I am just a clone."

"It's time to disappear."

"You——"

She turned around, pressed her index finger on Chu Xiu's lips, leaned against him, and wrapped her white arms around his waist.

She leaned her cheek against his arms, slowly closed her eyes, and listened to his strong heartbeat.

"Take care, little man."

The words fell.

Her body gradually became transparent and turned into stars. When she was about to dissipate, she stood on tiptoes and kissed Chu Xiu's lips.

Chu Xiu subconsciously raised his hand, wanting to grab, but he didn't catch anything.

Looking at the empty starry sky.

Chu Xiu's heart was also empty.

"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone"

"Well, if you have time, please click on the reminder and give me some free love power"

"I have no data recently, I am bored, brother, please help me go to the book shortage area and promote some books, thank you so much!!"

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