It was unimaginable that the eldest princess of the Immortal Dynasty would be lying next to Jun Xiaoyao's legs like a cat at this moment.
It looked like an abandoned pet.
If the Yin Yang Son 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: "I heard that the master was coming to Tiandao Tower, so Mingyue rushed here non-stop, just to see the master."
After Jun Xiaoyao's repeated designs, Wu Mingyue was completely trained and formed, and she became loyal to him.
"Master, how could she do this?" On the side, Jun Linglong was also very surprised, her beautiful eyes widened slightly.
Apart from them themselves, only Jun Zhanjian knows about the relationship between Jun Xiaoyao and Wu Mingyue.
"It's a long story, but Mingyue is a trustworthy person." Jun Xiaoyao said with a smile.
Hearing this, Wu Mingyue showed a touching smile.
She was very happy to be trusted by Jun Xiaoyao.
But Jun Linglong couldn't be happy, and there was a hint of hostility in her eyes.
She sensed a slight threat.
"The Holy Son of Yin and Yang outside the door seems to be interested in you." Jun Xiaoyao said casually.
Although they were across the private room, Jun Xiaoyao could 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.
There was news from Holy Spirit Academy that Jun Xiaoyao was not welcome to come, and there must be Yin Yang Son and others among them who were adding fuel to the fire.
When Wu Mingyue heard this, she felt sweet in her heart and thought to herself: "Is the master jealous?"
However, she immediately expressed her position: "Master is overly worried. Mingyue has never even glanced at the Yin-Yang Holy Son."
"Yeah." Jun Xiaoyao nodded.
Wu Mingyue was a plaything in his palm, and it was still useful to him. How could he let others get his hands on it?
"By the way, Master, Mingyue also brought you more than a hundred fairy sources. I can only collect so many." Wu Mingyue obediently took out the space magic weapon, which contained fairy sources.
Even as the eldest princess, it is not easy to collect so many fairy sources.
Jun Xiaoyao smiled lightly.
He hadn't even taken advantage of Wu Mingyue yet, and Wu Mingyue was already acting as a tool.
"Very good, thank you very much." Jun Xiaoyao put away the fairy source and touched Wu Mingyue's silky head.
Wu Mingyue narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, feeling sweet in her heart.
Jun Linglong on the side felt more and more tight in her chest as she watched. She stood behind Jun Xiaoyao, stretched out her jade hand, and said softly: "Master, Linglong will give you a shoulder squeeze."
Wu Mingyue rested her head on Jun Xiaoyao's leg and said, "Master, Mingyue will give you a leg kick."
"cough……"
Even Jun Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, and then pretended not to care.
Why does it feel like the unfolding of Shura field?
…
On the other side, the martial arts competition is also about to begin.
Prodigies from all walks of life are sitting firmly in the stands.
Some distinguished talents were sitting in the VIP box.
For example, the golden-winged Xiaopeng King Jinlie.
He was tall, handsome and powerful, with long golden hair hanging straight down.
There are golden vertical pupils in the eyes, like animals, with a wild nature and very cold.
There is also a pair of golden wings on his back, and each feather is as sharp as a golden sword.
"This time, I want to recruit some powerful followers, as well as Jun Xiaoyao..." Jin Lie's eyes narrowed with a cold light.
Jun Xiaoyao surrendered the nine-headed lion as his mount, which made Jin Lie very unhappy.
The reason is very simple. When outsiders mention the top ancient royal family, they will immediately think of the nine-headed lion and the golden-winged roc.
These two races have always been equally famous. When one is mentioned, the other will inevitably be mentioned.
Now, Jun Xiaoyao rides a nine-headed lion, and the golden-winged roc is as famous as the nine-headed lion.
Doesn't this mean that the Golden-winged Dapeng is just a mount?
When outsiders mention the golden-winged roc, they will say that it is a mount of the same lineage as the nine-headed lion.
"Hmph, those nine lions really brought the face of my ancient royal family to shame!" Jin Lie's eyebrows were serious.
He made up his mind to meet Jun Xiaoyao at Tiandao Tower.
The face of the ancient royal family cannot be lost!
"Everyone, welcome to the martial arts competition held by our Wanbao Chamber of Commerce. I hope you will gain something and make a lot of money."
An old man in charge walked onto the high platform.
He didn't talk nonsense and got to the point quickly.
Two slaves were driven up.
One was covered in manes, had a huge body, and had bulging muscles, and was holding a forest-white bone club.
"It turned out to be a barbarian." Some monks were surprised.
The barbarians are also a very large ethnic group with many branches.
High-level barbarians can even cultivate special barbarian patterns and draw on the natural power of heaven and earth.
Although this barbarian tribe is not a high-level barbarian tribe, it 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 your bets," the old man in charge said.
Jun Xiaoyao took a casual look.
It seemed that the Barbarians were stronger than the Wind Shadow Clan in every aspect.
Moreover, this barbarian tribe has thick skin and strong defense. Even if the Wind Shadow tribe has the speed advantage, it is very difficult to cause fatal damage to the barbarian tribe.
Therefore, most people suppressed the barbarians.
"Ten immortal sources can overwhelm the Fengying Clan." Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.
Jun Linglong and Wu Mingyue were both slightly shocked.
There are ten immortal sources at once, which is definitely a big deal.
If you are not careful, you may lose everything.
Of course, they didn't have any objections. Jun Xiaoyao's words were orders.
However, the results came quickly.
In the end, the Wind Shadow tribe activated his bloodline power, and a sharp wind blade pierced directly through the barbarian's chest.
"Master is really amazing, with a sharp eye." Wu Mingyue said with admiration.
"It's just a trivial matter."
With Jun Xiaoyao's current talent, he can still detect the talents of these people, not to mention the insight into all things.
In the end, the Feng Ying Clan was bought by a powerful genius.
Generally speaking, strong slaves will be wanted.
Either as a slave or as a dead soldier.
However, Jun Xiaoyao still looked down upon slaves like the Fengying Clan.
Not to mention being a follower, even buying someone to look after the home and care for the home seems redundant.
Next, one after another, many more slaves were taken.
All races in the ancient times, including humans, demon slaves, etc., all have them.
Jun Xiaoyao was not surprised, he was hit by everything.
The last one hundred and fifty fairy sources turned into four hundred.
Of course, this is also due to the indulgence of Wanbao Chamber of Commerce.
Otherwise, the game will be suppressed, and the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce does not want to bleed like this.
"It seems that the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce is very sensible and did not stop me from continuing to suppress it." Jun Xiaoyao said.
Next, the old man who was presiding became serious and spoke.
"Everyone, next is the final showdown of this martial arts meeting."
As the old man finished speaking, two iron cages covered with cloth were pushed up.
There are even sealing runes engraved around the iron cage.
But even so, there are powerful fluctuations emanating from the iron cage.
"Huh?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes suddenly focused and he looked at one of the iron cages. Recommended reading: "Reading Files 2013"
