Chapter 141: The Shura Field in the 2 Women's Room, King Golden-winged Xiaopeng's thoughts
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J Shen
Chapter 141 The Shura field between the two women, the thoughts of the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King, the harvest of Xianyuan
It's hard to imagine that the eldest princess of the Immortal God Dynasty would be lying beside Jun Xiaoyao's legs like a cat at this moment.
It looked like an abandoned pet.
If the Yin-Yang Shengzi outside the box saw this scene, he would definitely doubt his life.
Jun Xiaoyao said calmly, "Why are you here?"
Wu Mingyue said in a weak voice: "Before I heard that the master was coming to Tiandaolou, Mingyue came here without stopping, just to see the master."
"My lord, how could she?" On the side, Jun Linglong was also very surprised, her beautiful eyes widened slightly.
The relationship between Jun Xiaoyao and Wu Mingyue, apart from their own knowledge, only Jun Zhuangjian knows.
"It's a long story, but Mingyue is someone you can trust." Jun Xiaoyao said with a smile.
Hearing this, Wu Mingyue showed a touching smile.
Being trusted by Jun Xiaoyao made her very happy.
But Jun Linglong couldn't be happy, there was a hint of hostility in her eyes.
She sensed a slight threat.
"The yin-yang saint outside the door seems to be interested in you." Jun Xiaoyao said casually.
Although separated by a private room, Jun Xiaoyao can understand the situation outside.
The Holy Son of Yin-Yang, who is backed by the Yin-Yang Sect, is also the Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Academy.
Earlier, there was a news from the Holy Spirit Academy that Jun Xiaoyao was not welcome to come, and there must be Yinyang Shengzi and others contributing to the flames.
When Wu Mingyue heard this, her heart felt sweet, and she thought to herself: "Is the master jealous?"
However, she also immediately expressed her position: "Master is worrying too much, so Mingyue didn't even take a look at the Son of Yin and Yang."
"En." Jun Xiaoyao nodded.
"By the way, master, Mingyue brought you more than 100 immortal sources, I can only collect so many." Wu Mingyue obediently took out the space magic weapon, which contained immortal sources.
Even with her eldest princess status, it is not easy to collect so many fairy sources.
Jun Xiaoyao smiled lightly.
He hasn't used Wu Mingyue yet, Wu Mingyue has become a tool man himself.
"Very good, thank you very much." Jun Xiaoyao put away the fairy source, and stroked Wu Mingyue's silky and supple head.
Wu Mingyue narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, feeling sweet in her heart.
The more Jun Linglong watched, the more her chest felt tight. She stood behind Jun Xiaoyao, stretched out her jade hand, and said softly, "My lord, Linglong is here to squeeze your shoulders."
Wu Mingyue leaned on Jun Xiaoyao's legs and said, "Master, Mingyue will beat your legs."
"cough……"
Even Jun Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, and then pretended not to care.
Why does it feel like the opening of the Shura field?
……
On the other side, the martial arts meeting is also ready to start.
The arrogance of all walks of life is sitting firmly in the stands.
And some distinguished Tianjiao are sitting in the VIP box.
For example, the Golden Wing Xiaopeng Wang Jinlie.
He was tall, handsome and mighty, with long golden hair hanging straight down.
Inside the pupils are golden vertical pupils, like beasts, with a sense of wildness and coldness.
Behind him, there is also a pair of golden wings, each feather is as sharp as a golden sword.
"This time, I want to recruit some powerful followers, as well as that Jun Xiaoyao..." Jin Lie narrowed his eyes with a cold light.
Jun Xiaoyao surrendered nine lions as mounts, which made Jin Lie very upset.
The reason is very simple. When outsiders mention the top ancient royal family, they will immediately think of nine lions and golden-winged rocs.
These two races have always been equally famous, and when one is mentioned, the other will inevitably be mentioned.
But now, Jun Xiaoyao uses nine lions as his mount, and the golden-winged roc is as famous as the nine lions.
Doesn't this mean that the Golden Winged Roc is also a mount?
When outsiders mention the golden-winged roc, they will say that it is the same as the nine-headed lions, and they are all mounts.
"Hmph, those nine lions really disgraced my ancient royal family!" Jin Lie's brows darkened.
He made up his mind that he must meet Jun Xiaoyao in Tiandaolou.
Don't lose the face of the ancient royal family!
"Everyone, welcome to the martial arts competition held by my Wanbao Chamber of Commerce. I hope you can gain something and make a lot of money."
An old man who presided over walked up the high platform road.
He didn't talk nonsense, and quickly got to the point.
Two slaves were driven up.
A mane covered the whole body, a huge body with thick muscles, holding a dark white bone stick.
"It turned out to be a barbarian." Some monks looked surprised.
The barbarians are also a very large ethnic group with many branches.
The high-level barbarians can even cultivate special barbarian patterns, with the help of the natural power of heaven and earth.
This barbarian, 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 their bets," said the old host.
Jun Xiaoyao took a casual look.
It seems that the Barbarians are stronger than the Wind Shadow Clan no matter in that aspect.
Moreover, this barbarian has thick skin and strong defense. Even if the Fengying tribe has the advantage of speed, it is very difficult to cause fatal damage to the barbarian.
So most of the people suppressed the barbarians.
"Ten celestial origins, suppressing the wind and shadow clan." Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.
Both Jun Linglong and Wu Mingyue were slightly startled.
As soon as it comes out, there are ten immortal sources, which is definitely a big deal.
If you are not careful, you may lose everything.
Of course, they didn't have any objection, what Jun Xiaoyao said was an order.
However, the results came out quickly.
In the end, that Wind Shadow Clan actually activated the power of his bloodline, and a sharp wind blade pierced through the barbarian's chest.
"Master is really amazing, his eyes are like torches." Wu Mingyue worshiped.
"It's just a trifle."
With Jun Xiaoyao's current talent, not to mention insight into everything, it is still possible to detect the talent of these people.
In the end, the Wind Shadow Clan was bought by a powerful Tianjiao.
Generally speaking, strong slaves will be wanted.
Or as a slave, or as a dead soldier.
But Jun Xiaoyao doesn't like slaves like the Fengying Clan.
Not to mention being a follower, even buying a care home is redundant.
Then, one after another, many more slaves were employed.
There are all ancient races, including human races, monster slaves, etc., all have them.
But Jun Xiaoyao had no surprises, and hit everything.
The last 150 celestial sources became [-].
Of course, this is also due to the indulgence of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce.
Otherwise, all the rounds are under pressure, and the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce does not want to bleed so much.
"It seems that the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce is very sensible, and it didn't stop me from continuing to suppress it." Jun Xiaoyao said.
Next, the old man in charge turned serious and said.
"Everyone, the next thing is this martial arts meeting, the last duel."
As the old man's voice fell, two iron cages covered with cloth were pushed up.
There are even banning runes engraved around the cage.
But even so, there were strong waves emanating from the iron cage.
"Huh?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes suddenly focused, and he looked at one of the iron cages.
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It's hard to imagine that the eldest princess of the Immortal God Dynasty would be lying beside Jun Xiaoyao's legs like a cat at this moment.
It looked like an abandoned pet.
If the Yin-Yang Shengzi outside the box saw this scene, he would definitely doubt his life.
Jun Xiaoyao said calmly, "Why are you here?"
Wu Mingyue said in a weak voice: "Before I heard that the master was coming to Tiandaolou, Mingyue came here without stopping, just to see the master."
"My lord, how could she?" On the side, Jun Linglong was also very surprised, her beautiful eyes widened slightly.
The relationship between Jun Xiaoyao and Wu Mingyue, apart from their own knowledge, only Jun Zhuangjian knows.
"It's a long story, but Mingyue is someone you can trust." Jun Xiaoyao said with a smile.
Hearing this, Wu Mingyue showed a touching smile.
Being trusted by Jun Xiaoyao made her very happy.
But Jun Linglong couldn't be happy, there was a hint of hostility in her eyes.
She sensed a slight threat.
"The yin-yang saint outside the door seems to be interested in you." Jun Xiaoyao said casually.
Although separated by a private room, Jun Xiaoyao can understand the situation outside.
The Holy Son of Yin-Yang, who is backed by the Yin-Yang Sect, is also the Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Academy.
Earlier, there was a news from the Holy Spirit Academy that Jun Xiaoyao was not welcome to come, and there must be Yinyang Shengzi and others contributing to the flames.
When Wu Mingyue heard this, her heart felt sweet, and she thought to herself: "Is the master jealous?"
However, she also immediately expressed her position: "Master is worrying too much, so Mingyue didn't even take a look at the Son of Yin and Yang."
"En." Jun Xiaoyao nodded.
"By the way, master, Mingyue brought you more than 100 immortal sources, I can only collect so many." Wu Mingyue obediently took out the space magic weapon, which contained immortal sources.
Even with her eldest princess status, it is not easy to collect so many fairy sources.
Jun Xiaoyao smiled lightly.
He hasn't used Wu Mingyue yet, Wu Mingyue has become a tool man himself.
"Very good, thank you very much." Jun Xiaoyao put away the fairy source, and stroked Wu Mingyue's silky and supple head.
Wu Mingyue narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, feeling sweet in her heart.
The more Jun Linglong watched, the more her chest felt tight. She stood behind Jun Xiaoyao, stretched out her jade hand, and said softly, "My lord, Linglong is here to squeeze your shoulders."
Wu Mingyue leaned on Jun Xiaoyao's legs and said, "Master, Mingyue will beat your legs."
"cough……"
Even Jun Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, and then pretended not to care.
Why does it feel like the opening of the Shura field?
……
On the other side, the martial arts meeting is also ready to start.
The arrogance of all walks of life is sitting firmly in the stands.
And some distinguished Tianjiao are sitting in the VIP box.
For example, the Golden Wing Xiaopeng Wang Jinlie.
He was tall, handsome and mighty, with long golden hair hanging straight down.
Inside the pupils are golden vertical pupils, like beasts, with a sense of wildness and coldness.
Behind him, there is also a pair of golden wings, each feather is as sharp as a golden sword.
"This time, I want to recruit some powerful followers, as well as that Jun Xiaoyao..." Jin Lie narrowed his eyes with a cold light.
Jun Xiaoyao surrendered nine lions as mounts, which made Jin Lie very upset.
The reason is very simple. When outsiders mention the top ancient royal family, they will immediately think of nine lions and golden-winged rocs.
These two races have always been equally famous, and when one is mentioned, the other will inevitably be mentioned.
But now, Jun Xiaoyao uses nine lions as his mount, and the golden-winged roc is as famous as the nine lions.
Doesn't this mean that the Golden Winged Roc is also a mount?
When outsiders mention the golden-winged roc, they will say that it is the same as the nine-headed lions, and they are all mounts.
"Hmph, those nine lions really disgraced my ancient royal family!" Jin Lie's brows darkened.
He made up his mind that he must meet Jun Xiaoyao in Tiandaolou.
Don't lose the face of the ancient royal family!
"Everyone, welcome to the martial arts competition held by my Wanbao Chamber of Commerce. I hope you can gain something and make a lot of money."
An old man who presided over walked up the high platform road.
He didn't talk nonsense, and quickly got to the point.
Two slaves were driven up.
A mane covered the whole body, a huge body with thick muscles, holding a dark white bone stick.
"It turned out to be a barbarian." Some monks looked surprised.
The barbarians are also a very large ethnic group with many branches.
The high-level barbarians can even cultivate special barbarian patterns, with the help of the natural power of heaven and earth.
This barbarian, 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 their bets," said the old host.
Jun Xiaoyao took a casual look.
It seems that the Barbarians are stronger than the Wind Shadow Clan no matter in that aspect.
Moreover, this barbarian has thick skin and strong defense. Even if the Fengying tribe has the advantage of speed, it is very difficult to cause fatal damage to the barbarian.
So most of the people suppressed the barbarians.
"Ten celestial origins, suppressing the wind and shadow clan." Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.
Both Jun Linglong and Wu Mingyue were slightly startled.
As soon as it comes out, there are ten immortal sources, which is definitely a big deal.
If you are not careful, you may lose everything.
Of course, they didn't have any objection, what Jun Xiaoyao said was an order.
However, the results came out quickly.
In the end, that Wind Shadow Clan actually activated the power of his bloodline, and a sharp wind blade pierced through the barbarian's chest.
"Master is really amazing, his eyes are like torches." Wu Mingyue worshiped.
"It's just a trifle."
With Jun Xiaoyao's current talent, not to mention insight into everything, it is still possible to detect the talent of these people.
In the end, the Wind Shadow Clan was bought by a powerful Tianjiao.
Generally speaking, strong slaves will be wanted.
Or as a slave, or as a dead soldier.
But Jun Xiaoyao doesn't like slaves like the Fengying Clan.
Not to mention being a follower, even buying a care home is redundant.
Then, one after another, many more slaves were employed.
There are all ancient races, including human races, monster slaves, etc., all have them.
But Jun Xiaoyao had no surprises, and hit everything.
The last 150 celestial sources became [-].
Of course, this is also due to the indulgence of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce.
Otherwise, all the rounds are under pressure, and the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce does not want to bleed so much.
"It seems that the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce is very sensible, and it didn't stop me from continuing to suppress it." Jun Xiaoyao said.
Next, the old man in charge turned serious and said.
"Everyone, the next thing is this martial arts meeting, the last duel."
As the old man's voice fell, two iron cages covered with cloth were pushed up.
There are even banning runes engraved around the cage.
But even so, there were strong waves emanating from the iron cage.
"Huh?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes suddenly focused, and he looked at one of the iron cages.
Readers can read during the day
(End of this chapter)
