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Chapter eight hundred and seventy seventh dismount

"Mr. Mao, the village leader, you are polite!"

Eight people stepped forward to greet each other.

"This village leader doesn't have to be too polite. Our village leader has some private matters to discuss with you.

It is best to let other brothers participate first.

We will naturally prepare delicious wine.”

Mao Fuchuan said very graceful.

"No problem, let's talk to the village leader, you can participate first."

A beautiful woman smiled at the two behind her.

The other seven monks blinked and guessed what Xia Qiu meant, but that was exactly what they wanted.

"Brother Mao, you can also help Miss Yang entertain guests. I'm fine here."

Xia Qiu glanced at Mao Fuchuan and said softly.

"OK."

Mao Fuchuan nodded and turned around and left immediately.

"Please, fellow Taoist."

Xia Qiu would smile slightly and walk into the dense bamboo forest in the distance.

The eight cultivators glanced at each other, didn't say much, and followed them.

After a while, the group walked into the bamboo forest.

At this time, Xia Qiu still had a smile on his face, but the other eight people looked a little bad and even had a faint fear.

"Haha, fellow Taoists, don't be nervous, sit down first."

Xia Qiu laughed and said boldly.

"Fellow Daoist Li is polite! I will rely on you in the future."

The strong man in an animal coat spoke.

This person is the highest among the eight people in the middle level of the fourth level of the Qi Refining Stage.

However, at this time, he showed a vague respect when facing Xia Qiu.

When the other seven monks saw this scene, they did not think that the man was wrong in doing this. They walked forward together and smiled and said something that might be the leader of Xuanyu Village in the future. Their attitudes were particularly low, for fear that Xia Qiu would be dissatisfied.

"A few people and fellow Taoists are so understanding, so we should not stand here, go in."

Xia Qiu was very satisfied with the attitude of the few people and took people into the yard in person.

Subsequently, other gangs continued to appear, but among these gangs, only a few cultivators survived. After a while, four or five hundred people gathered in Xuanyu Village.

At noon, the Xuanyu Village feast officially began.

As the boss, Xia Qiu naturally walked to the front, said some scenes, and announced the start of the banquet.

The men and women sitting at the wine table were holding wine bowls and making noise.

Less than half an hour after the banquet, eight monks came to Xiaqiu with wine bowls, spoke a few greetings, and prepared to leave.

Xia Qiu seemed to have expected it long ago and was not surprised.

After responding politely to the other party, he no longer tried to keep the bandits and ordered them to take these people out.

After the eight people left, Xia Qiu immediately stood up, took two cans of wine, and toasted them one by one.

After drinking for a while, his face turned a little red.

After Xia Qiu returned to his position, he shamelessly began to stimulate the mana in his body to run for a week, and the flush on his face faded.

There were four old men, Yang Xue and several managers on the table. Yang Xue glanced at Xia Qiu and found that the other party was either depressed or dazed.

From beginning to end, he didn't look at her.

She clenched her silver teeth, picked up a can of wine, and walked straight towards Xiaqiu.

"I will change positions with you!"

Yang Xue glanced coldly at Mao Fuchuan sitting next to Xiaqiu and said expressionlessly.

"Okay, no problem, Boss Yang, please..." Mao Fuchuan was a little drunk, but when he heard Yang Xue's cold and hard voice and the firelight in the woman's eyes, his body trembled, and he woke up most of the time. After looking at Xia Qiu with sympathy, he quickly stood up, didn't dare to put a single fart, walked to Yang Xue's position, and sat down obediently.

"Why don't you drink with me?"

After Yang Xue sat down, her expression was grim and her voice was cold.

“You and I have a lot of opportunities to drink.

It's rare for me and my brothers to see each other today.

Always have to exchange greetings.”

Xia Qiu laughed, the reason he was not looking for was very good.

"Why are you avoiding me today?"

A fire of doubt jumped in Yang Xue's eyes.

"Nothing like this is the case. I got up this morning and washed vegetables. My brothers were watching, and they didn't have much time to do it, haha."

Xia Qiu is not good at lying to women, especially when facing Yang Xue at this time, he felt very guilty and did not dare to look at her, so he could only take a sip of wine to cover up.

"What are you...hiding it from me?"

Yang Xue frowned and asked Xia Qiu gently.

Although her voice was low and soft, her tone was extremely serious.

"I don't have it. I dare not hide it from you if I have something to do. Boss Yang, you are thinking too much, haha..." Xia Qiu coughed a little and said embarrassedly.

"You are the leader of the village, so naturally it is impossible for you to marry only one wife.

If you really fall in love with a girl, I wouldn't mind.

Just marry her and you don’t have to make things difficult for you.”

Yang Xue sighed, her eyes with soft eyes.

After hearing this, the smile on Xia Qiu's face suddenly became stiff, and his heart ached, and his eyes became extremely complicated.

"Well, after the banquet tonight, you secretly take me to see her. Maybe we can become a pair of good sisters in the future."

Yang Xue took a deep breath, finally plucked up the courage to stretch out a small hand, hold Xia Qiu, and said with a smile.

"Stop talking, without this person, this matter...you really think a lot."

Xia Qiu's face was a little ugly.

After a brief silence, he looked at Yang Xue and spoke slowly.

Seeing Xia Qiu's lukewarm attitude, Yang Xue's body suddenly shivered and her skin turned pale.

The little white hand holding Xia Qiu also slowly retracted in a trembling state.

When he saw Yang Xue's face, he felt even more guilty.

If he knew that this was the case, he would not do this again even if he had ten times more trouble.

"Miss Yang..." A trace of struggle flashed between Xia Qiu's eyebrows. He was about to say something, but his face suddenly changed and suddenly stood up, raised his head, and looked at the sky in the distance.

There is a black dot at the farthest point of the sky, which is as hard as dust, and is difficult to find, but with Xia Qiu's cultivation level, it can be clearly seen that the black dot is a boat.

Flying spell weapons that look a lot like, even...flying spell weapons.

The ship is very large and hundreds of feet long.

On the deck in front of the boat, dozens of people stood faintly.

Looking at the direction of the boat, it was heading towards the sky above Xuanyu Village.

The huge ship flies very fast.

It was a black spot just now.

In the blink of an eye, the outline of a giant ship appeared, galloping at an altitude of several thousand meters.

At this time, even ordinary people can see it.

"Yang Xue, stay here and drink with my brother as usual. I will go out for a while. Don't follow me, Brother Mao!"

Xia Qiu immediately appeared next to Mao Fuchuan, and he pulled him out of the village and rushed out.

Xia Qiu had no time to pay attention to Mao Fuchuan's shocked gaze. According to his judgment, the giant ship could only reach here in just a few breaths at most, and at this time he could only run as far as possible.

"Brother Mao, you and I escape separately. The flying tools of this size should be owned by a certain Golden Elixir cultivator on the island.

We must not let the seniors on the ship find us mingled with these mortals, otherwise it will be very troublesome!"
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