Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go

Jun Xiaoyao smiled slightly.

Let Wu Mingyue see this kind of scene, it is estimated that she will be a little unacceptable.

After all, in Wu Mingyue's mind, Xiao Chen is also a tenacious, hard-working sunny young man.

But that sunny young man is now doing evil things.

This is equivalent to shattering the beautiful fantasy in Wu Mingyue's heart.

But Jun Xiaoyao doesn't care about Wu Mingyue's feelings.

He just wants to shatter the illusion in Wu Mingyue's heart, otherwise how can he control her?

When Wu Mingyue's heart is empty, Jun Xiaoyao's figure will naturally be deeply imprinted in her heart.

"Will it be too bad for me to do this?" Jun Xiaoyao touched his chin.

It's true that the heart of playing tactics is dirty.

Because he has already planted a slave imprint in Wumingyue Shrine.

Therefore, as soon as Jun Xiaoyao's mind moves, he can notify Wu Mingyue to come.

But after a long time, Wu Mingyue came to the courtyard where Jun Xiaoyao was.

She put on the Lingluo skirt she used to wear. She was tall and slender, with plump peaks, a slender waist, and a slender buttocks.

Needless to say, her face was cut from water, her eyebrows were picturesque, and her skin was like sebum.

At this moment, the traces of melancholy condensed between Wu Mingyue's willow brows made him a little more moving.

I am afraid that there is not a man who will not be moved when he sees Wu Mingyue.

Of course, except for Jun Xiaoyao.

With a hint of playfulness in his eyes, he said lightly, "Do you know what I asked you to do?"

"What?" Wu Mingyue was puzzled.

"See for yourself." Jun Xiaoyao threw the jade slip.

Various scenes and pictures emerged, and were exposed in front of Wu Mingyue.

"What is this..." As soon as Wu Mingyue's voice fell, she saw Xiao Chen, who was covered in blood and looked like a ghost in the scene.

Her breathing seemed to stop instantly.

Her mind went blank for a moment.

The entire body was frozen in place, as if every inch of it had frozen.

The beautiful eyes slowly widened with a kind of panic, and the complexion was instantly pale as paper.

It was a face so familiar yet unfamiliar.

So Wu Mingyue didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

Jun Xiaoyao just looked at it so lightly, and his mood was not disturbed.

"This...what is this, Jun Xiaoyao, why did you deceive me with this kind of thing?" Wu Mingyue's face was pale, as if he had painted a layer of paint.

She even forgot to call her master, calling Jun Xiaoyao by name.

It showed how chaotic and panicked her heart was.

How could that person be Xiao Chen? !

Jun Xiaoyao didn't mind either, and said with a faint smile, "I'm not going to deceive you just for a bet."

"No... you must be lying to me, how could this person be Xiao Chen?"

"He will never kill innocent people unless they are really guilty!"

Wu Mingyue roared in disbelief, there were some blue veins showing on Yubai's neck.

"Guilty people? Are all those innocent villagers guilty, and are all those children guilty?" Jun Xiaoyao sneered.

Wu Mingyue still didn't believe it.

Jun Xiaoyao had expected this for a long time, got up and said, "Since you don't believe it, let's go and have a look."

Before Jun Xiaoyao, let Jun take the sword and pass it on to him.

Fortunately, Xiao Chen was not too far away.

He just killed it all the way.

The nine-headed lion jumped over, and Jun Xiaoyao held Wu Mingyue's delicate body in one hand and stepped behind the nine-headed lion together.

It kicked its hind legs and crossed the sky, and its speed was extremely fast.

The ancestor of the nine-headed lion used to be a mount, so the speed of the road is naturally not slow.

...

At this moment, in the edge of Panwu Daozhou, in a small mountain village.

A massacre is drawing to a close.

Xiao Chen, covered in blood, walked up to a group of the only remaining old and weak women and children.

In his hands, he held some jade bottles.

Each jade bottle is filled with the essence and blood of boys and girls.

After Xiao Chen left the imperial capital of the Divine Dynasty, he came all the way. He encountered some mountain villages that were not guarded by experts, and immediately began to slaughter.

So he has collected a lot of blood essence.

"There are still more than 100 blood essence and blood, collect all blood essence, I can liberate that ancient freak and let her kill Jun Xiaoyao!"

"With the strength of an ancient freak, I can definitely kill Jun Xiaoyao, haha, I want to see him die in front of me, and I have to cut him into eight pieces, cramps and skins!"

Xiao Chen's clothes were stained with blood, his hair was messy, his face was ferocious, and he was ferocious.

How can there still be a handsome and handsome appearance before, and some people believe that the evil ghosts that climbed out of hell.

"Xiao Chen, you...hey..."

Master Qinglong was speechless, not knowing what to say.

If the enemy Xiao Chen provoked was not Jun Xiaoyao, then with his assistance, there was still hope.

It's a pity that Xiao Chen provokes an enemy that he can't deal with.

"Perhaps, that ancient freak is Xiao Chen's last hope." Master Qinglong sighed.

It is impossible for him to assassinate Jun Xiaoyao for Xiao Chen.

Netherworld is a bloody example.

His quasi-supreme remnant soul is not enough for the Jun family to clean up.

And now that even the ancient country of Qinglong has perished, Xiao Chen, the son of the fortune of the country, is useless.

Master Qinglong stayed on Xiao Chen only because of his love.

After he was ready, he took refuge in the ancient monster in the Ancestral Dragon's Nest.

Master Qinglong practiced the Qingtian Dragon Transformation Art, and it is reasonable to say that he could also be related to the ancestors of the Ancestral Dragon Nest Canglong.

In the distance, Jun Zhanjian was watching in the dark.

He also vaguely noticed that Xiao Chen seemed to have a very strong soul fluctuation.

Therefore, he did not get too close, but observed from a distance.

At this moment, a golden light suddenly shone in the distance.

The mighty and majestic nine-headed lions came from the sky.

There are two figures standing above, it is Jun Xiaoyao and Wu Mingyue.

Jun Xiaoyao saw at a glance, the blood-washed village.

Xiao Chen stood in front of a group of unarmed old and weak women and children, wanting to kill.

On the other side, Wu Mingyue was shocked, and her pupils were trembling.

"Xiao Chen, it's actually you!" Wu Mingyue covered her red lips with her hand and couldn't believe it.

Hearing this voice, Xiao Chen suddenly came back to his senses and saw Jun Xiaoyao and Wu Mingyue standing on the nine-headed lion.

"Damn, how did Jun Xiaoyao find this place?" Xiao Chen's face was grim.

Could it be that his last hope is also lost?

"Xiao Chen, answer me, you didn't do all this!" Wu Mingyue almost shouted.

Xiao Chen's blood-stained face was very cold, and his eyes were full of indifference.

"Wu Mingyue, you bitch, you came here with Jun Xiaoyao, do you want to see how Jun Xiaoyao humiliates me?"

Seeing Wu Mingyue coming, Xiao Chen hated it even more.

Because Wu Mingyue and Jun Xiaoyao stood together, like a pair of beautiful people made in heaven.

And what about Xiao Chen?

A bug in the mud, a dirty executioner.

Who can stand this comparison?

Hearing Xiao Chen's words, Wu Mingyue was even more pale, and the beautiful fantasy in her heart was shattered.

Jun Xiaoyao did not lie to her.

This is Xiao Chen's true face!

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