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

The women around Jun Xiaoyao are thin and fat, each with their own style and temperament.

Some are cool.

Some are pretty.

Some are gentle.

Some are noble.

It can be said that other men, if they can get one of them, are lucky for three lives.

But for Jun Xiaoyao, seeing more and more, on the contrary, it is common.

He is not a saint with few desires, but he is not a humanoid self-propelled gun either.

He won't stop for anyone until he really achieves his goal.

"Why, aren't you welcome, that sister is going to leave." Jun Mulan said while holding her heavy chest.

"Everyone, please feel free." Jun Xiaoyao shook his head with a light smile.

"Little brother Xiaoyao, there are so many beauties to accompany you, you can be content, this is the seven-step fall I brought."

Xiao Moxian smiled and took out a large pot of fine wine.

Seven steps to fall, meaning that after drinking, take seven steps to fall.

"Brother Xiaoyao, I'll pour you a drink!" Jiang Luoli took the wine glass and wanted to pour it for Jun Xiaoyao.

Yan Qingying sat on the other side of Jun Xiaoyao and beat her legs.

Jun Xuehuang was wearing a blue jacket and pinched his back on the other side of Jun Xiaoyao.

To some extent, it is a multiplayer sport.

Jun Xiaoyao took the wine poured by Jiang Luoli and drank it all at once.

"Is this what it feels like to wake up and kill human rights and lie on the knees of a beauty? No wonder everyone wants to be an emperor."

"But my lord, Xiaoyao, is a thousand times more happy than an emperor!"

Jun Xiaoyao smiled, as if he was not satisfied, he threw away the wine glass, picked up the wine jug and started pouring.

"Little Brother Xiaoyao, do you want to be drunk for three years!" Xiao Moxian cried.

Going down this pot of wine, not to mention drinking directly to death, ordinary Tianjiao, drunk for a few years is not a problem.

Jun Xiaoyao doesn't care.

With his physical cultivation, he will not get drunk.

But Jun Xiaoyao did not deliberately suppress drunkenness, he wanted to get drunk.

Jun Xiaoyao drank and chanted at will.

"I was born with the head among people, but I have the same life as the sky."

"Two feet to turn the world's waves, and one shoulder to bear all the sorrows of the past and the present!"

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"Thirty years of fame and dust and soil, eight thousand miles of cloud and moon."

"Don't wait, the boy's head is white, empty and sad!"

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"Going to the east of the river? The waves are exhausted, the romantic people of the ages, only I am at ease!"

Jun Xiaoyao drinking Kuangchuan from a pot? Black hair is swaying, free and easy? Like a fairy in wine.

With his singing? A surge of arrogance rises into the sky? Scrolls the sun, moon and stars, and shakes the sky!

At this moment? The entire Hangu Pass is shaking!

"What happened, what happened?"

"It's the god son of the Jun family, he seems to be... reciting poetry!"

"The son of the king's family still has such a graceful poem to recite?"

"I was born with the first human being? I am the only one who has the same longevity as the sky. Is the god son of the Jun family comparing himself to the gods and provoking the way of heaven?" Is there a Tianjiao who carefully tastes the poem? He trembled for a while.

"Don't wait, the boy's head is white, empty sad..." Some cultivators murmured, for some reason? Was it actually touched? Tears flowed from their eyes.

This imperial road is too cruel.

It was so cruel that some arrogances, Dao heart collapsed, and could not hold on at all.

Either he is decadent in Diguan, or he is ready to go home.

But at this moment, upon hearing this poem, flames gradually ignited in the eyes of some Tianjiao.

"The god son of the king's family is so arrogant in the game with the sky. What is the point of me waiting for this difficulty?"

"Yes, the boy's head is white, empty and sad, this road, I will continue to walk!"

"Even if you are destined to be ordinary in the end, you have to toss to death. This is my path!"

Many monks, infected, with reddish eye circles.

There are even more people, facing the mansion where Jun Xiaoyao is, bowing 90 degrees and bowing deeply.

Jun Xiaoyao wakes up the dreamer with a single word.

Let them know, what is fighting with the sky, the fun is endless!

At this moment, next to the Lingquan in the courtyard.

All the women present seemed to be insane.

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao, dressed in simple white clothes, holding a jug in one hand, reciting poetry and writing poems, is full of pride!

His body is swaying, he seems to be drunk but not drunk, and his handsome face is free and easy.

Its drunk state, like a jade mountain will collapse.

What an astonishing scene.

It is possible to capture the heart of any woman in an instant.

But unfortunately, only the women present can appreciate it.

"Go east of the river, the waves are exhausted, the romantic people of the ages, only I am at ease..." Jiang Shengyi chewed and murmured, the more he tasted, the more he liked it.

This is her sweetheart, a peerless man who hides the sun and the moon in his chest and shocks the world!

"Brother Xiaoyao..." Jiang Luoli was even more fascinated.

Jun Xiaoyao is too good, so good that she can't extricate herself at all.

"I didn't expect little brother Xiaoyao to look like this when he was drunk, it seems a bit...too handsome..." Little Moxian was also pretty blushing.

What she said before about trying to be Jun Xiaoyao's concubine was actually a bit of a joke.

But now, she actually found that she was really moved.

"The talent is unparalleled in the world, and the talent is astounding." Mu Yuehan was also dumbfounded and muttered to himself.

She did not expect that Jun Xiaoyao was not only unparalleled in talent and strength, but also had such talent.

A casual poem is full of pride, enough to be regarded as a classic and passed down through the ages.

As arrogant as Princess Longji, she could only be amazed at this moment, and her eyes couldn't help but burst into a series of brilliance.

The word perfect seems to be created for Jun Xiaoyao.

"Xiaoyao, I really like to show off..." Jun Mulan muttered.

Although she said so, her face was a little red.

It is hard to imagine that this female man also blushes sometimes.

In the end, Jun Xiaoyao was drunk.

He took the initiative to get himself drunk.

Otherwise, 10,000 pots in seven steps would not make him feel a little drunk.

Jiang Shengyi and other women were also drunk.

They are not drunk, they are intoxicated for Jun Xiaoyao.

the next day.

When they woke up, they didn't see Jun Xiaoyao's figure.

"Xiaoyao..." Jiang Shengyi's heart suddenly trembled.

They still have to refine the seal of proof in Hangu Pass, so it is impossible to set foot on the ultimate ancient road so early.

At this moment, outside the courtyard, there was a sudden noise.

Jiang Shengyi and the other women got dressed and went out, but they saw Lord Grim and the others.

"Where are the others?" Jiang Shengyi asked with a tight heart.

Jiang Luoli and others were also anxious.

Lord Grim sighed slightly: "Go to the city gate and have a look."

Afterwards, the group came to the exit of Hangu Pass.

It was found that a large number of Tianjiao were surrounded here, and even Du Tuo Supreme was there.

Their eyes fell on the city wall.

Jiang Shengyi glanced at it and found that on the city wall, there were two lines of pen and dragons and snakes inscribed.

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When I become an immortal, I dare to teach the sun and the moon to change to a new sky!

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The heroic style of the pen is stunning and arrogant to the sky!

Looking at the younger generation, there is only one person who can have such courage...

You are happy!

"he has gone……"

Jiang Shengyi murmured absentmindedly, and a tear fell from the corner of his eye.

There is no goodbye.

Didn't say goodbye.

After getting drunk, Jun Xiaoyao embarked on the ultimate ancient road alone.

The strong are always alone.