Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go Chapter 141: The Shura Field of the 2 Girls’ Room, the mind of King Jin Wing Xiaopeng, fairy…
It is hard to imagine that an immortal princess would be like a cat at this moment, lying on Jun Xiaoyao's legs.
It looks like that, like an abandoned pet.
If the Yin and Yang son outside the box saw this scene, he would definitely doubt life.
Jun Xiaoyao's face faintly said: "Why are you here?"
Wu Mingyue's voice is weak and weak: "I heard that the master was coming to Tiandao Tower before, and Mingyue came non-stop, just to see the master."
After Jun Xiaoyao's repeated design, Wu Mingyue was thoroughly trained and formed, and she was devoted to him and loyal to him.
"My son, how could she?" On the side, Jun Linglong was also very surprised, her beautiful eyes widened slightly.
Except for the relationship between Jun Xiaoyao and Wu Mingyue, only Jun Zhanjian knows.
"It's a long story, but Mingyue is a trustworthy person." Jun Xiaoyao smiled.
Hearing this, Wu Mingyue showed a touching smile.
Being trusted by Jun Xiaoyao makes her very happy.
But Jun Linglong couldn't be happy, and there was a faint smell of hostility in her eyes.
She sensed a little threat.
"The yin and yang son outside the door seems to be interesting to you." Jun Xiaoyao said casually.
Even though there is a private room, Jun Xiaoyao can also understand the situation outside.
The yin-yang saint son, backed by yin-yang religion, is the saint son of the Holy Spirit Academy.
Before, there was news from the Holy Spirit Academy saying that Jun Xiaoyao was not welcome to come, and there must be Yin Yang Shengzi and others to help.
When Wu Mingyue heard this, she felt sweet in her heart and thought to herself: "Is the master jealous?"
However, she also immediately expressed her position: "The master is too worried, then Mingyue has never even looked at it."
"Yeah." Jun Xiaoyao nodded.
Wu Mingyue is a plaything in his palm, and it has an effect on him. How can he let others get involved.
"By the way, Master, Mingyue has also brought you more than a hundred immortal sources, I can only collect so many." Wu Mingyue obediently took out the spatial magic weapon, which contained the immortal source.
Even as her eldest princess, it is not easy to collect so many fairy sources.
Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.
He hasn't used Wu Mingyue yet. Wu Mingyue has become a tool man himself.
"Very well, thanks a lot." Jun Xiaoyao put away Xianyuan and touched Wu Mingyue's soft and supple head.
Wu Mingyue narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, feeling sweet in her heart.
Jun Linglong aside, the more she looked at her, the more she felt her chest tightness. She stood behind Jun Xiaoyao, stretched out her hand, and said softly: "My son, Linglong will pinch your shoulders."
Wu Mingyue put on Jun Xiaoyao's legs and said: "Master, Mingyue will beat your legs."
"Cough..."
Even Jun Xiaoyao was taken aback for a moment, and then pretended not to care.
How does it feel like the opening of Shura Field?
……
On the other hand, the Fighting Club is also ready to begin.
Every Tianjiao sits firmly in the stands.
Some distinguished Tianjiao sit in VIP boxes.
For example, the golden winged Xiaopeng Wang Jinlie.
He's tall, he's a super hero, and his long golden hair hangs straight down.
In the eyes are golden vertical pupils, like beasts, with a wildness, very cold.
Behind him, there is also a pair of golden wings, each feather is as sharp as a golden sword.
"This time, I want to take in some powerful followers, and Na Jun Xiaoyao..." Jin Lie's eyes narrowed, glowing with cold light.
Jun Xiaoyao surrendered nine lions as mounts, which made Jin Lie very upset.
The reason is simple. When outsiders mention the top Taikoo royal family, they will think of the nine lions and the golden winged roc.
These two races have always had the same name. When you mention one, you will inevitably mention the other.
Now, Jun Xiaoyao uses nine lions as his mounts, and the Golden Wing Roc is as famous as the nine lions.
Doesn't this mean that the Golden Wing Roc is also a mount?
When outsiders mention the Golden Winged Roc, they will say that this is the same line as the nine lions, they are all mounts.
"Hmph, those nine lions really lost the face of my Primordial Royal Family!" Jin Lie's brows were solemn.
He made up his mind to meet with Jun Xiaoyao in Tiandaolou.
Don’t lose the face of the Taikoo royal family!
"Everyone, welcome to participate in the martial arts fight held by my Wanbao Chamber of Commerce. I hope you can gain something and earn a lot of money."
An old man who presided over took to the high platform.
He didn't talk nonsense, and quickly got into the topic.
Two slaves were driven up.
A mane full of hair, a large body, muscles, holding a white bone stick.
"It turned out to be a barbarian." Some monks were surprised.
The barbarians are also a very large ethnic group with many branches.
Higher barbarians can even practice special barbaric patterns, drawing on the power of nature.
This barbaric race, although not a high-level barbarian, is extremely powerful.
The other slave was very shriveled and skinny.
"It's the Wind Shadow Clan." An old man recognized it.
"Okay, everyone can place bets." said the host.
Jun Xiaoyao took a casual look.
It seems that the barbarians are better than the wind shadows in that respect.
Moreover, this barbarian has thick skin and strong defense. Even if the Wind Shadow tribe has the advantage of speed, it is very difficult to cause fatal damage to the barbarian.
So most people have suppressed the barbarians.
"Ten source of immortals, pressure wind shadow clan." Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.
Jun Linglong and Wu Mingyue were both slightly surprised.
As soon as it came out, there were ten immortal sources, which was definitely a big deal.
If you are not careful, you may lose everything.
Of course, they didn't have any objections. What Jun Xiaoyao said was an order.
But the results came out very quickly.
The Fengying clan finally activated the bloodline power, and a sharp wind blade directly penetrated the barbarian's chest.
"The master is really amazing, his eyes are like torches." Wu Mingyue worshipped.
"It's just a small point."
With Jun Xiaoyao's current talent, not to mention the insight into all things and the talent of these people, it is still possible to do it.
Finally, the Fengying clan was bought by a powerful Tianjiao.
Generally speaking, there are people who want strong slaves.
Either as a servant, or as a dead man.
However, like slaves like the Fengying clan, Jun Xiaoyao still looks down upon him.
Don't even talk about being a follower, just buying to see the nursing home is redundant.
Next, one after another, many more slaves.
The ancient ten thousand races, including human races, monster race slaves, etc., all have them.
However, Jun Xiaoyao was not surprised, all were crushed.
The last one hundred and fifty Xianyuan~IndoMTL.com~ became four hundred.
Of course, this is also due to the indulgence of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce.
Otherwise, the game will be crushed, and Wanbao Chamber of Commerce does not want to bleed like this.
"It seems that Wanbao Chamber of Commerce is quite interesting, and it didn't stop me from continuing to press down." Jun Xiaoyao said.
Next, the old man who hosted, his face was solemn, and he said.
"Everyone, the next is this martial arts fight, the last duel."
As the old man's voice fell, two iron cages covered with cloth were pushed up.
There are even forbidden runes engraved around the iron cage.
But even so, there is still a strong wave of fluctuations emanating from the iron cage.
"Huh?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes suddenly condensed, and he looked at one of the iron cages. Recommended reading: "Reading Files 2013"
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