There were three people in the group, two men and one woman.
The woman is dressed in red and looks to be in her mid-twenties, with lightly painted eyebrows and bright red lips.
A pair of red and phoenix eyes are very spiritual and full of spring water. Although they are not as good as Xiao Chenyu and Dayan Saint, they are still above average.
Among the two men, one was a teenager and the other was a young man.
The young man has a lean figure, a pointed mouth and a monkey's cheeks, a villain's face, and is wearing a blue brocade robe, giving him the feeling of being crowned by a monkey.
As for the young man who just spoke.
Jun Wushuang was stunned after just one glance.
Because he knew this person and was very familiar with it.
"Boy, when you see Saint Xuanhuang, why don't you kneel down and salute?"
The lean man on the side yelled loudly, pretending to be intimidating.
In the entire Eastern Region, there is only one person who can be called the Holy Son of Xuanhuang.
That is Jun Wushuang.
And this young man is Jun Wushuang.
But he is not real, but pretending.
It's just that his appearance is exactly the same as Jun Wushuang.
Even his strength is the first level of the Martial Emperor Realm as rumored by outsiders!
If Jun Wushuang hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he probably wouldn't have been able to believe that there was such a magical scene in the world.
Moreover, the camouflage skills of the young man in front of him were flawless.
Even if Xiao Chenyu were here, he probably wouldn't be able to tell the truth from the false.
"Purple Demonic Eyes!"
Jun Wushuang quickly used the Purple Demon Eyes to find out.
However, the ever-conquering Purple Demonic Eyes failed this time and could not see through the young man's true face.
However, Jun Wushuang found the young man's support.
"Thousand-Change Demon Skin!"
This is the shed skin of a creature called a succubus.
This skin can be made into a human skin mask, which can be worn on the face and transform into the appearance of others.
However, succubi are extremely rare, and the Thousand-Change Demon Skin is even rarer.
Jun Wushuang did not expect that he would meet a person with a thousand-changing magic skin here.
And this person is still pretending to be himself.
This is really Li Kui seeing a ghost, which is wonderful.
"This kid is so scared!"
The woman in red smiled disdainfully, feeling that she had met a country bumpkin.
"Boy, let me formally introduce you."
"This one is Young Master Jun Wushuangjun, the new Holy Son of Xuanhuang Holy Land."
"At the canonization ceremony, he personally defeated Saint Son of Vajra, Saint of Dayan and Qingfeng Sword Emperor. He even ranked tenth on the list of geniuses and can be called the number one Saint Son."
"Now, you know who he is, why don't you kneel down and pay homage!"
The woman in red was afraid that Jun Wushuang didn't know, so she introduced her ceremoniously.
As for the young man pretending to be Jun Wushuang, his nostrils were pointing upward, his face was arrogant, and he looked like he was arrogant and wanted to be beaten.
"Holy Son Xuanhuang? Didn't you say you didn't come?"
Jun Wushuang did not expose the young man, but instead took advantage of him.
"Hmph, how can you guess the inscrutable thoughts of Lord Saint Son?"
"Lord Holy Son, this is called repairing the plank road openly and secretly hiding in Chencang. Lord Holy Son defeated so many powerful enemies at the canonization ceremony. This time they will definitely stumble in secret. So Lord Holy Son did not come with the Saint, but secretly
Enter."
"This is the secret of the Holy Son. If you hear this secret, you won't be able to leave even if you want to."
The lean man stared at Jun Wushuang with evil intentions.
This should be what the young man said, but he actually got close to the truth by blindly meeting a dead mouse.
"If he is Holy Son Xuanhuang, then who are you two? Isn't it true that only saints come to Xuanhuang Holy Land?"
Jun Wushuang asked again, wanting to find out more information.
The woman in red sneered, walked forward, raised her chin high, and looked at Jun Wushuang proudly.
"My name is Hu Die."
"His name is Sun Beidou, and we are both new followers of the Holy Son."
"Now we plan to hunt monsters. We are short of a bait. We have given you a chance to curry favor with the Holy Son. As long as you are a good bait, the Holy Son can give you a chance to follow."
"This is an opportunity that many people can't ask for. You're lucky, and we happened to meet you, so it's an advantage for you."
"How are you? Are you very excited? Kneel down quickly and pay homage to the Holy Son. Thank you for giving you this opportunity!"
Hu Die looked proud. It was obvious that her status as a follower made her extremely proud.
At this time, Jun Wushuang finally understood this combination.
Obviously the three of them are not in the same group.
The boy with the ever-changing magic skin pretended to be himself, and then subdued Hu Die and Sun Beidou, making them mistakenly think that he was Jun Wushuang.
But now, they want to recruit themselves into the group.
But what is this boy’s true identity?
Why would he pretend to be himself?
Could it be that he was the person sent in secretly by the saint, deliberately pretending to be himself, but luring himself to reveal himself?
Jun Wushuang had doubts in his heart, but could not get the answer.
So he decided to continue to observe and observe.
Maybe, there will be some unexpected surprise!
"I can join you, but I don't want to be a follower, I want to share the spoils!"
Jun Wushuang shook his head and said with an honest face.
"Boy, you are too arrogant!"
"There are not even a thousand but eight hundred people who want to be followers of the Holy Son. Today is an opportunity for you, but you haven't taken advantage of it yet."
"As for the monsters hunted, naturally they all belong to the Holy Son. What qualifications do you have to share the spoils?"
"Boy, I will give you one last chance. Kneel down and pay homage to the Holy Son. Then you will be used as bait for us honestly. If you dare to say no, today next year will be your death anniversary!"
Jun Wushuang's words made Sun Beidou very unhappy. At this moment, he stared at Jun Wushuang with a fierce expression, showing signs of taking action at any time.
Sun Beidou's strength is not weak, he is at the seventh level of the Heavenly King Realm.
Hu Die on the side also has the strength of the fifth level of the Heavenly King Realm.
However, the two of them did not come from the Holy Land or the Immortal Force, but were two casual cultivators who practiced alone.
It is precisely because of this that they eagerly hope to embrace a thick thigh and have someone to rely on from now on.
And Jun Wushuang, who had just entered the top ten on the Prodigy List and was famous in the Eastern Region, was undoubtedly the most desirable figure to them.
Therefore, they fell at the young man's feet without hesitation and sincerely strived to become his followers.
Jun Wushuang didn't know what method the young man used to subdue them and make them believe that he was the Holy Son of Xuanhuang.
But it seems that this young man still has some tricks up his sleeve.
"Sun Beidou, our Xuanhuang Holy Land is a well-known and upright sect, how can we bully others with our power?"
"Since you don't want to be my follower, I won't force you."
"But if you are willing to join us, it means that you are still very conscious. Don't worry, after hunting down the monsters, I will make the decision and give you some treasures!"
The young man stopped Sun Beidou's arrogant behavior and instead comforted Jun Wushuang with a smile.
"Your Majesty the Holy Son has a kind heart and is truly a role model for our generation."
Sun Beidou flattered Jun Wushuang with a flattering look on his face, and then snorted coldly at Jun Wushuang.
"Hmph, since the Holy Son has spoken, I will give you a chance."
"But if you don't do well, don't blame me for being rude to you!"