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Lu Fugui sighed.

Of course, he can only experience eye addiction.

Although Lu Fugui was dull and lustful, he was self-aware.

Ling Yuan was not just those ordinary saints, nor was he an existence that he could imagine.

Even if he is the little grandfather of the Lu family, it won't work.

Unless he is of the rank of the **** son of the Jun family, but is he?

Lu Fugui also knew that, regardless of his appearance, in any other respect, he could not compare to a finger of the prince's son.

Even when it comes to forging, Lu Fugui feels that.

As long as that gentleman's **** child is willing to learn a little bit, his forging level will definitely be countless times better than him.

So this Young Master Ling Yuan, don't think about it, just take a look.

Facing countless fierce gazes, even if Ling Yuan was used to it, she still wrinkled her brows slightly.

She didn't like such fiery eyes.

"Young Emperor Ling Yuan, the son of Xingyu Jian Pavilion, I hope I can walk with the lord Young Emperor."

"Young Emperor Ling Yuan, the chief disciple of the Nine Xuanzong in Xia, is willing to **** the young emperor."

"Master Young Emperor, I belong to the Chu family, Chu Xingyun..."

Many young talents come forward and recommend themselves.

Ling Yuan's expression was faint, and after a glance, she immediately locked the black robe man standing indifferently among the crowd.

"Is it you who said that I would regret not seeing you?"

Ling Yuan looked at the black-robed man with a cold tone.

The black robe is noncommittal.

"Come in with this palace."

Ling Yuan turned back to the palace.

She didn't want to show her violent side in public.

This is detrimental to her demeanor.

Heipao people are also big-hearted, or in other words, don't care at all and enter directly.

"I wiped it, really successful?"

Lu Fugui was stunned.

He was still ridiculing just now, and trying to attract Ling Yuan by this little trick was a bit whimsical.

Now, it really succeeded.

A group of people gaped and went directly to petrification.

Many people are more jealous.

Because that black robe man was the only existence that was received by Ling Yu alone during this time.

But soon, someone figured it out, with a sneer on his face.

"Look, the man in black robes, dare to play with Young Emperor Lingyuan, and wait to see how he gets blasted out."

"Maybe it will be abolished by Young Emperor Lingyuan."

"Indeed, I heard that Young Master Lingyuan's mood is not very beautiful during this period of time..."

In fact, human nature is like this.

It is more uncomfortable to be obtained by others than if you can't get it by yourself.

Everyone is here waiting to watch the show.

Inside the palace.

There are only two people, Ling Yuan and Heipao.

Even Ruying quit.

Because I don't want to see the miserable scene of the black robe man.

"Hey, what time is not good? I chose this time to provoke the emperor..."

Ruying sighed in her heart, mourned for the black robe man, and stepped back.

Ling Yuan held her hands, her face was cold, and she looked at the black robe man in front of her.

"You are very unfortunate, because you bumped into the worst moment of my palace."

With her character, she would not directly kill the black-robed man in front of her.

But it is still possible to give a deep lesson.

It can be regarded as a way to vent the depression in my heart.

At this moment, the black robe man suddenly chuckled.

"Ling Yuan, have you come to the moon, and your emotions are so anxious."

Hear this familiar voice.

Ling Yuan's originally extremely cold and pretty face was immediately filled with surprise.

He even ignored the ridicule about her coming to the moon.

With her cultivation level at her level, her body is perfect and flawless, how could she come to her aunt?

The black-robed man pulled down his hood and untied his black robe.

It's still the white coat that has no time to beat the snow.

The handsome facial features are shrouded in the radiant brilliance.

The slender posture, the pen is as tall as a bamboo, as usual, as clear as the wind, like a banished immortal who has gone by the wind.

Isn't it Jun Xiaoyao or who?

"Jun...Jun Xiaoyao, how is it possible?"

Ling Yuan was stunned, and her mind was blank for a while.

She even wondered for a moment whether someone pretended to be Jun Xiaoyao through illusion or disguise.

But in an instant, she denied this idea.

Not to mention Jun Xiaoyao's appearance, handsome so hard to be imitated.

Take 10,000 steps, even if someone can barely imitate Jun Xiaoyao's appearance.

But that kind of detached temperament that is world-renowned and arrogant is definitely not something that can be easily imitated.

So she can be sure that the person in front of her is Jun Xiaoyao.

but…

Didn't Jun Xiaoyao suffer a severe injury and heal at Jun's house?

How could he appear in Xian Ting and stand in front of her?

Jun Xiaoyao felt a little funny seeing Ling Yuan's constantly changing and stunned expression.

"Why, don't you want to see me, then I go?"

"and many more…"

Ling Yuan bit her lip and couldn't help but speak.

At this moment, she is not as cold and indifferent as before.

It's like a little girl who is suffering from gains and losses.

If Lu Fugui and others outside the palace saw it, they would definitely make their eyes stare out.

Is this still the glamorous Young Master Ling Yuan?

"What the **** is going on, it's indeed you, but it's not right..." Ling Yuan was a little confused.

"It's a long story, but it's also very simple." Jun Xiaoyao smiled lightly.

"Could it be that the three assassin gods besieged your Law Bodies, which is not right, they will not be so stupid."

Ling Yuan thought about it and rejected it directly.

If the three major gods besieged and killed really are the Emperor Xiaoyao Dharma Body, it would be too unprofessional, and they are ashamed of the name of their killer gods.

"They are right to encircle and suppress, that is indeed my deity." Jun Xiaoyao said truthfully.

"Then you are the Law Bodies now?" Ling Yuan guessed again.

But she also felt wrong.

Because the faintly oppressive atmosphere of Jun Xiaoyao in front of her made her feel depressed.

No matter how strong Jun Xiaoyao is, the breath of Law Bodies will not be able to suppress her.

"I am the deity now." Jun Xiaoyao smiled slightly.

"But..." Ling Yuan was speechless for a while.

"Who said the deity can only have one?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled, and then said.

"It's okay to tell you the truth, I have cultivated one Qi into Sanqing, and there is not much difference between the strength of the clone and the deity."

"Or in other words, there is no difference between the deity and the clone. The Trinity is me." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Ling Yuan suddenly realized.

One qi transforms three clears, that is the stunt of the white-clothed **** Wang Jun without regrets.

Moreover, it is extremely difficult to cultivate.

Even if other people get it, it will be difficult to cultivate a clone with the same strength as the deity.

But for the enchanting Wushuang Jun Xiaoyao, it does not seem to be difficult.

"But you don't seem to have the aura of chaos..." Ling Yuan still had doubts.

If Jun Xiaoyao in front of him is also the deity, then why doesn't he have the chaotic aura that is unique to the chaotic physique?

Jun Xiaoyao sighed and slowly raised his hand.

Suddenly, the vast blood and the brilliance of the road burst out at the same time, and each other shines!

The entire palace is splendid.

Of course, this is Lingyuan's bedroom, engraved with an isolation formation, and it is impossible for the outside world to snoop.

No one dared to explore Lingyu's bedroom with spiritual thoughts at will.

Upon seeing this scene, Ling Yuan's eyes widened, her breathing almost stopped.

She felt a powerful to the extreme oppression!

"Innate Eucharist Dao Fetus!"

Ling Yuan couldn't help but lose her voice.

Jun Xiaoyao, how come he suddenly possessed such an invincible physique unparalleled in the world!