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

What happened in the Asura Demon Kingdom's imperial capital has been rumored in the ancient burial grounds.

Jun Xiaoyao not only dissatisfied some of the Ten Little Kings, but also aroused the resentment of many buried souls.

There are only a few beauties in the burial soil of the ages, and there are only these few cabbage.

As a result, Jun Xiaoyao also arched one.

This made the buried souls all indignant.

"Then the Tianjiao of the Jun family will definitely participate in the feast of the ten kings, and then see how he makes a fool of himself!"

"That's right, we may not be able to deal with him, but there is always someone among the ten little kings who can deal with him!"

"Yeah, Long Xiang of the Corpse Dragon Clan, Mo Ling of the Swallowing Devil Python Clan, and Jiuyou Ying are all much stronger than the Fallen Feather Son, not to mention the ancient hegemony of the Pluto Palace."

"No matter how strong the arrogance of the Jun family is, can it still sweep through all the arrogances in the ten regions of my burial ground?"

Jun Xiaoyao's strength is indeed very strong, and they also know that they may even be able to defeat a few of the ten little kings.

But if it is said that it can sweep all the arrogances, it would be a fantasy, and no one would believe it.

A group of buried souls are beginning to look forward to the day when the feast of the ten kings begins.

Jun Xiaoyao, who was in the center of the eye of the storm, was isolated from the outside world and stayed in Lang Huan's private bedroom, extremely comfortable.

And Lang Huan did not give up, she would always show her head and pose in front of Jun Xiaoyao to release her own charm.

Sometimes it is even more extreme, just wearing a close-fitting shirt and walking around in front of Jun Xiaoyao as if nothing had happened.

Those snow-white fragrant shoulders and crystal long legs were dangling in front of Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

I have to say that Lang Huan is very charming, and it would be absolutely hard to resist if he were another man.

Who can handle this?

But Jun Xiaoyao can't stand it.

Not because he is cold, but because he has seen too many beautiful women and has enough immunity.

Looking at Jun Xiaoyao's appearance like an old monk entering the meditation, even Lang Huan couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed and said, "Young Master Jun, you are still not a man, so there is nothing wrong with that, right?"

Jun Xiaoyao's face froze.

Is this a trick?

"My length is beyond your imagination." Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.

"Then come here and let the slave family see." Lang Huan's eyes flashed with a coquettish light.

She could feel the strong qi and blood in Jun Xiaoyao's body.

Persistence for three days and three nights, well, it should be underestimated.

Three months are possible.

"Just let a woman get it, isn't Jun a very cheap?" Jun Xiaoyao ignored it.

He's not a stallion, a stallion is too cheap.

This is also the reason why Jun Xiaoyao has remained a virgin until now.

He is not an existence that any woman can easily obtain.

"Hmph..." Lang Huan gritted his silver teeth, both ashamed and helpless.

She recommended herself for a pillow seat like this, but Jun Xiaoyao didn't even know it.

Lang Huan finally got to know him after touching his nose, and stopped doing those futile things.

And as time goes by, the date of the feast of the ten kings is finally approaching.

In Lang Huan's private bedroom, there is a misty bath.

Jun Xiaoyao sank in the bathtub with his upper body naked, with a relaxed expression on his face.

Behind him, Qin Xian'er in white is wiping his back.

Naturally, this was also Lang Huan's order, asking her to serve the good gentleman Xiaoyao.

Looking at Jun Xiaoyao's contented expression, Qin Xian'er shook her head slightly.

I'm afraid he doesn't even know that the outside world has already caused a big storm because of him.

Long Xiang of the Corpse Dragon Clan, Mo Ling of the Swallowing Devil Python Clan, and Jiuyou Ying and other young powerhouses have already spoken up and want to suppress Jun Xiaoyao at the feast of ten kings.

The feast of the ten kings is just around the corner, but Jun Xiaoyao is still so leisurely, which makes Qin Xian'er a little puzzled.

"I think it's better that you don't participate in the feast of the ten kings." Qin Xian'er said while wiping Jun Xiaoyao's back.

"Oh?" Jun Xiaoyao's expression was light.

"The corpse dragon clan, the swallowing devil python clan, the Jiuyou scorpion clan, etc., will definitely attack you, you can't deal with all the kings." Qin Xian'er said.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't say anything, how could Qin Xian'er understand what he could do.

But he still said: "Will I be in danger, why do you care so much?"

Qin Xian'er heard the words, her expression froze, and then said: "I'm afraid that you will implicate Her Royal Highness Princess and implicate her at that time."

"You care about Lang Huan?" Jun Xiaoyao showed deep meaning.

Qin Xian'er blushed and remained silent.

After a long time, she said quietly: "I can tell that Her Royal Highness likes you very much, and it is the first time she has met such a favorite person."

"If you encounter any danger at the feast of the ten kings, she will not sit back and watch."

Hearing Qin Xian'er's words, Jun Xiaoyao lightly smiled and shook his head and said, "Does Lang Huan like it? She is just jealous of my body."

Many people just confuse liking with being greedy.

"That's the same." Qin Xian'er said, with a hint of resentment in her tone.

"Don't worry, I won't stay in the burial ground for too long." Jun Xiaoyao said.

After participating in the feast of the ten kings, Jun Xiaoyao tried to find a way to find the Jiu Miao Samsara Immortal Grass in the funeral world, and by the way, learn about the past ten years ago.

After a while, Jun Xiaoyao should also leave.

After all, the immortal world is about to open, and Jun Xiaoyao doesn't want to slow down.

Jun Xiaoyao's words made Qin Xian'er feel a little more at ease.

She also knew that Jun Xiaoyao had already seen her special feelings for Lang Huan, so she said such comforting words.

Looking at Jun Xiaoyao's closed-eyed handsome face, even Qin Xian'er couldn't help but miss a beat in her heartbeat.

She also understood why Lang Huan would like Jun Xiaoyao.

If she hadn't fallen in love with Lang Huan first, she might have been moved by Jun Xiaoyao too.

After about seven or eight days.

The day of the feast of the ten kings has finally arrived.

On this day, in the sky outside the Asura Demon Kingdom Palace, there was an incomparably extravagant and gorgeous building ship.

It was the car that Lang Huan traveled with.

In the periphery, countless creatures are watching, and they all want to know what the relationship between Jun Xiaoyao and Lang Huan is now.

Is Jun Xiaoyao still just Lang Huan's holy guard?

Three figures stepped out of the deep palace.

Jun Xiaoyao, who was headed by him, stepped in the forefront, while Lang Huan, who had been highly anticipated, actually followed him like a maid.

She looked at Jun Xiaoyao's eyes with a trace of resentment like a little woman.

She seems to be a petite wife who has been neglected by her husband.

Seeing this scene, the licking dogs who still had a glimmer of hope on the scene were bleeding and desperate.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't care, and stepped straight into the boat.

Lang Huan and Qin Xian'er followed closely behind.

The building boat also swept away towards the place where the feast of the Ten Kings was held.

Looking at the building ship in the distance, many burial men Tianjiao are beating their chests, cursing and roaring.

"Jun family Tianjiao dares to participate in the feast of the ten kings in such a grand manner, he will definitely not have a good result."

"That's right, let's hurry up and see how the other kings taught this person!"

"That's right, I'm not reconciled if I don't see the Tianjiao of the Jun family slumped!"

A group of creatures shouted, followed them, and went together.

It is conceivable that this feast of the ten kings will be the most lively one.

Of course, it will be the most variable one.