Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go Chapter 116: Tear your skin, is Wu Mingyue worthy? The fear of the Lord Panwu

Looking at the back of Xiao Chen staggering away, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were deep.

He knew that there must be some secret behind Xiao Chen.

Thinking of this, Jun Xiaoyao secretly transmitted the sound of Jun sword.

"Strike a sword, follow Xiao Chen secretly, remember, don't startle the snake, don't be discovered by him, just track and record."

Jun Zhuangjian nodded slightly when hearing the sound transmission, his figure flashed and disappeared in place.

Jun Xiaoyao's lips curled up with a smile.

Thinking that it won’t take long, the secret behind Xiao Chen can also be revealed.

But right now, the most important thing is not Xiao Chen, but Panwuling's chance.

"This old fox..." Jun Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the Lord Panwu.

The master of the Panwu God obviously wanted to force him to admit his identity as the Chao Ma, the **** of Panwu in the public.

After that, if Jun Xiaoyao does anything unfavorable to the Panwu dynasty, his identity as a horseman is a shackle.

People all over the world will scold Jun Xiaoyao for ungratefulness.

"Panwu God Lord, he is also very cunning, and wants to sacrifice a Wu Mingyue to bind me and Panwu Shenchao, but how can it be that simple?"

Jun Xiaoyao's lips sneered.

He is free by nature and does not accept any restrictions. How can he be tied to Panwu Shenchao?

Furthermore, Wu Mingyue's current status is his slave girl.

How could Jun Xiaoyao marry his female slave?

If he really wants Wu Mingyue's body, he can just move his slave mark, why bother to fight for the status of a consort.

"Panwu God Lord, are you too eager?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled slightly.

"Hehe, choosing a day is worse than hitting the sun. The emperor also hopes that his daughter will have a good home." The **** of Panwu smiled.

"Good home?" Jun Xiaoyao tilted his head slightly.

I'm afraid Wu Mingyue hates him to death in her heart now.

Yang Pan, who came out of the ruins, looked very ugly when he heard the words of the Lord Panwu.

He is not stupid either, knowing that the Lord Panwu, it is impossible for him to become a consort.

"Hmph, in the end, I didn't want Lord Benhou to help find Panhuang Sanjian." Yang Pan's face was gloomy, and he cursed inwardly.

He didn't feel restless either, he looked a little calm compared to before.

No way, I'm afraid of being beaten.

He is protected by the Pan Emperor's Spirit Sword. Although he is not in danger of life, he has always been crushed and beaten by Jun Xiaoyao.

Before getting a new chance, Yang Pan didn't dare to jump around.

"Well, in that case, the banquet continues, it's just a marriage banquet." The Lord Panwu waved his hand.

Wu Mingyue's face turned pale.

You want her to marry Jun Xiaoyao?

Compared with Yang Pan, Jun Xiaoyao is indeed much better.

But it is also a fire pit.

Not to mention, she is still Jun Xiaoyao's slave girl now.

At that time, the wedding night in the bridal chamber, if Jun Xiaoyao wants to play some special master-slave game...

Wu Mingyue dare not think about it anymore.

Hearing the words of the Lord Panwu, the audience also made a noise.

The arrogant women of many forces all looked at Wu Mingyue with envy and hatred.

Jiang Luoli was a little lost, and two ponytails drooped down at the back of his head.

"Yes, no..." Jiang Shengyi shook his hand slightly.

In her eyes, Jun Xiaoyao should not be such a casual person.

With his status and appearance, he doesn't want any goddess, and there is no need to like a princess.

The more Jiang Shengyi thinks about it, the less it feels.

After that, she suddenly recovered and realized that she seemed to be jealous of Wu Mingyue.

Will it?

She has a congenital Taoist fetus, her Taoist heart is round and calm, not happy with things, not sad with herself.

Since when did she have such mood swings?

And just as there was noise on all sides.

A faint sigh suddenly sounded.

"Panwu God Lord, is it okay to open one eye and close one eye, do you have to tear up your face and talk to you?"

Hearing this sound, the noise in the room fell silent.

Unbelievable gazes all fell on Jun Xiaoyao.

Jiang Luoli and the others, their expressions also renewed, staring at Jun Xiaoyao closely.

The Lord Panwu's face condensed slightly and said: "Jun Xiaoyao, what do you mean by this?"

"What do you mean?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled and said: "Do you think Wu Mingyue is worthy of Jun?"

In a word, everyone in the Forbidden City will be silent!

Surprised!

Shock!

Stupefied!

In the Forbidden City of the God of Panwu, in front of the Lord of Panwu, questioning whether the princess Wu Mingyue is worthy?

This is already a naked face slap.

Wu Mingyue's lips almost bite out blood, her face is as pale as paper, without the slightest blood.

Jun Xiaoyao's words are not a humiliation to her.

"Jun Xiaoyao, do you know what you're talking about?" The **** of Panwu burst out, and the breath of Quasi-Supreme spread out.

The **** of Panwu is a quasi-supreme powerhouse.

However, he is obviously not the strongest of the Panwu God Dynasty.

For an immortal orthodoxy, even the Supreme Supreme is not the strongest.

Unfortunately, this aura has no effect on Jun Xiaoyao.

Originally, Jun Xiaoyao wanted to fool around.

In this way, everyone is happy and there is no need to tear their skin.

However, the **** of Panwu, however, wants to force Jun Xiaoyao to be the servant.

This makes Jun Xiaoyao a little uncomfortable.

Since Panwushen mainly designed him.

Then he can only design the Panwu God Lord in the reverse direction~IndoMTL.com~ just so, Jun Xiaoyao still has one trick that he can't use.

This chess piece, Jun Xiaoyao originally thought, would not be used today.

Now it looks like it really needs to be used.

"Jun has no interest in this consort, but I want to enter Panwuling too!" Jun Xiaoyao's tone is cold and domineering.

These words stirred up waves.

Countless people in the audience were shocked to their scalp tingling.

A Tianjiao of Guiyi Realm, speaking to a quasi-supreme powerhouse, simply refreshed their vision.

Besides, this is an immortal imperial court. How many Tianjiao can't envy the identity, but Jun Xiaoyao has a look of disgust.

At this moment, many male Tianjiao are a little bit unfair for Wu Mingyue.

And those female monks screamed fanatically one by one.

This is the son of the Jun family whom they admire and yearn for.

The feeling of Highness Gao Leng.

Rather than a scumbag who loves someone casually.

"Hehe, I know that Brother Xiaoyao is not such a casual person!" Jiang Luoli's regained vitality, her bright and pretty face showed a charming smirk.

Jiang Shengyi was also secretly relieved.

But after another thought, Jun Xiaoyao didn't even care about Jiang Luoli, let alone Wu Mingyue.

"Jun Xiaoyao, are you here to smash the scene today?"

The eyes of the Lord Panwu show cold anger.

If you change to any other Tianjiao, even the Tianjiao of the immortal Taoism, the Lord Panwu will not hesitate to slap him to death.

But instead of being Jun Xiaoyao, the **** of Panwu couldn't do anything.

Fear!

Too jealous!

Shooting a Jun Xiaoyao to death is tantamount to offending the two great ancient families of Jun and Jiang.

Even in the Panwu dynasty, they couldn't bear the consequences.