Seeing Xiao Chen staggering away from his back, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were deep.

He knew that there must be some secret hidden behind Xiao Chen.

Thinking of this, Jun Xiaoyao secretly transmitted the sound of Jun sword.

"Zhangjian, follow Xiao Chen secretly, remember, don't startle the snake, and don't be discovered by him, just track it and record it."

When Jun Zhanjian heard the sound transmission, he nodded slightly, his figure flashed and disappeared in place.

The corner of Jun Xiaoyao's lips made a smile.

Thinking that it won't be long before, the secret behind Xiao Chen can also be revealed.

But right now, the most important thing is not Xiao Chen, but Pan Wuling's chance.

"This old fox..." Jun Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the Lord Panwu.

This warrior master obviously wanted to force him to admit his identity as a warrior in the public.

After that, if Jun Xiaoyao did anything detrimental to the Panwu God Dynasty, his identity as a horseman would be a shackle.

Everyone in the world will scold Jun Xiaoyao for being ungrateful.

"Panwu God Lord, he's too cunning, he wants to sacrifice Wu Mingyue to bind me and Panwu Shenchao, but how can it be that simple?"

Jun Xiaoyao's lips sneered.

He is free by nature and does not accept any restrictions. How can he be tied to the Panwu God Dynasty?

Besides, Wu Mingyue's current status is his slave girl.

How could Jun Xiaoyao marry his slave girl.

If he really wants Wu Mingyue's body, he can move his slave mark. Why bother to fight for the status of a consort.

"Divine Lord Panwu, are you too eager?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled slightly.

"Hehe, choosing a day is worse than hitting the sun. The emperor also hopes that his daughter will have a good home." Panwu God Lord said with a smile.

"Good home?" Jun Xiaoyao tilted his head slightly.

I'm afraid Wu Mingyue hates him to death in her heart now.

Yang Pan, who walked out of the ruins, heard the words of the Lord Panwu, his face was also ugly.

He is not stupid either, knowing that the Lord Panwu is already impossible to make him a consort.

"Hmph, in the end, I didn't want Lord Benhou to help find the Three Swords of the Emperor Pan." Yang Pan's face was gloomy and he cursed inwardly.

He was not agitated either, and he seemed a little calm compared to before.

No way, I'm afraid of being beaten.

He was protected by the Pan Emperor's Spirit Sword. Although he was not in danger of life, he was always beaten by Jun Xiaoyao.

Before getting a new opportunity, Yang Pan didn't dare to jump around again.

"Well, in that case, the banquet continues, it's just a marriage banquet." The Lord Panwu waved his hand.

Wu Mingyue's face paled.

Want her to marry Jun Xiaoyao?

Although compared with Yang Pan, Jun Xiaoyao is indeed much better.

But it is also a fire pit.

Not to mention, her current status is still Jun Xiaoyao's slave girl.

At that time, the wedding night in the bridal chamber, if Jun Xiaoyao wants to play some special master-slave game...

Wu Mingyue didn't dare to think anymore.

Hearing the words of the Lord Panwu, the audience also made a noise.

The arrogant women of many forces all looked at Wu Mingyue with envy and hatred.

Jiang Luoli was a little lost, and two ponytails drooped down at the back of his head.

"Yes, no..." Jiang Shengyi shook his hand slightly.

In her eyes, Jun Xiaoyao should not be such a casual person.

With his status and appearance, there is no need to find the proud girl of heaven, and there is no need to like a princess.

The more Jiang Shengyi thinks about it, the less it feels.

Then, she suddenly recovered and realized that she seemed to be jealous of Wu Mingyue.

can you?

With a congenital Taoist fetus, her Taoism is round and calm, not happy with things or sad with herself.

Since when did she have such emotional fluctuations?

And just when there was noise from all sides.

A faint sigh suddenly sounded.

"Divine Lord Panwu, isn't it okay to open one eye and close one eye, do you have to tear up your face and talk to you?"

Hearing this sound, the noise in the room was silent.

Unbelievable gazes all fell on Jun Xiaoyao.

Jiang Luoli and the others, their expressions renewed, staring at Jun Xiaoyao.

The Lord Panwu's face condensed slightly and said: "Jun Xiaoyao, what do you mean by this?"

"What do you mean?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled and said: "Do you think Wu Mingyue is worthy of Jun?"

In a word, everyone in the Forbidden City was silent!

be surprised!

Shocked!

Dumbfounded!

In the Forbidden City of the God of Panwu, in front of the Lord of Panwu, questioning whether the princess Wu Mingyue is worthy?

This is already naked face-to-face slap.

Wu Mingyue's lips almost bite out blood, her face pale as paper, without the slightest blood.

Jun Xiaoyao's words are not a humiliation to her.

"Jun Xiaoyao, do you know what you are talking about?" Panwu Divine Master burst out with an aura of Quasi-Supreme.

The **** of Panwu is a quasi-supreme powerhouse.

But he was obviously not the strongest of the Panwu God Dynasty.

For an immortal orthodoxy, even the Supreme Supreme is not the strongest.

But it is a pity that this momentum has no effect on Jun Xiaoyao.

Originally, Jun Xiaoyao wanted to fool the past.

In this way, everyone is happy and there is no need to tear their skin.

However, the **** of Panwu, however, wanted to force Jun Xiaoyao to be the servant.

This makes Jun Xiaoyao a little unhappy.

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It just so happened that Jun Xiaoyao still had no use for a trick.

Jun Xiaoyao originally thought that this chess piece would not be used today.

Now it seems that it really needs to be used.

"Jun has no interest in this consort, but I want to enter Panwuling too!" Jun Xiaoyao's tone was cold and domineering.

This remark caused a shocking wave.

Countless people were shocked to the scalp tingling.

A Guiyi Realm Tianjiao, speaking to a quasi-supreme powerhouse, simply refreshed their vision.

Moreover, this is an immortal imperial imperial consort, and Jun Xiaoyao has a look of disgust for the identity that many Tianjiao can't envy.

At this moment, many male Tianjiao were a little bit unfair for Wu Mingyue.

And those female monks screamed fanatically one by one.

This is the son of the Jun family whom they admire and yearn for.

The feeling of Highness Gao Leng.

Rather than a scumbag who loves anyone casually.

"Hehe, I know that Brother Xiaoyao is not such a casual person!" Jiang Luoli regained his vitality, and his bright and pretty face showed a charming smirk.

Jiang Shengyi also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But after another thought, Jun Xiaoyao didn't even care about Jiang Luoli, let alone Wu Mingyue.

"Jun Xiaoyao, are you here to smash the scene today?"

The eyes of the God of Panwu revealed icy anger.

If it were replaced by any other Tianjiao, even the Tianjiao of the immortal Taoism, the Lord Panwu would not hesitate to slap him to death.

But if it was Jun Xiaoyao, the **** of Panwu couldn't do anything.

fear!

Too jealous!

Shooting a Jun Xiaoyao to death is tantamount to offending the two great ancient families of Jun and Jiang.

Even Panwu Shenchao could not bear the consequences.