Chapter 338 Take Jun Xiaoyao back to the bedroom, propose a pillow seat, how about being my man?
As one of the most beautiful women ever buried in the earth, Lang Huan has very high standards.
Therefore, she looked down upon any male creature buried in the ground.
But even with Lang Huan's picky and harsh eyes, the young man in white clothes in front of her could not find a single flaw.
Not only that, it actually gave Lang Huan a feeling of shame.
It's as if I feel like I'm not worthy of him.
This feeling is the first time for Lang Huan.
Lang Huan's gaze was very aggressive, as if she wanted to eat Jun Xiaoyao.
"Little naughty dog, do you want to be my princess's holy guard?" Lang Huan said in a seductive tone, and gently licked her red lips with the tip of her pink tongue.
"Are you scolding me again?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed.
"Gee, this is not a scolding, but a compliment." Lang Huan's beautiful eyes were filled with a smile, but there was a hint of deep thinking in her eyes.
"I said, I'm not here to be a holy guard, I'm here to take in maids." Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.
"Do you want this princess to be a maid? It doesn't matter, as long as you can beat me... in bed."
Such straightforward words made all the earth-buried creatures around him stunned.
There were many admirers of Lang Huan among them, and all of them looked unwilling and ugly, as if they had eaten shit.
Although they have nothing to do with Lang Huan, when they see their goddess say such words, they always feel like they are being cheated.
"Heh..." Jun smiled happily and said nothing.
Langhuan is very beautiful.
But Jun Xiaoyao has seen too many beauties.
With his status, in the Wild Heaven and Immortal Realm, with just a flick of his finger, thousands of peerless arrogant girls and princesses from great countries would recommend themselves to him.
He really didn't take Lang Huan seriously.
However, Lang Huan's vague aura made Jun Xiaoyao pay a little attention.
Her aura is also in the Great Perfection of the Divine Fire Realm, and is not even too far from the Virtual God Realm.
"The selection of the Holy Guards is over now. You are enough. Come with me, princess." Lang Huan's tone was charming and seductive.
She turned around and headed to the deep palace.
Jun Xiaoyao smiled calmly and followed without any scruples.
Originally, five holy guards were to be selected this time.
But now, only Jun Xiaoyao is the only one in Lang Huan, and all the others have been screened out.
"No, tell me it's not true!"
"How could Princess Langhuan fall in love with other men?"
Many male geniuses let out heartbroken wails.
This development was too fast, and he was brought directly to the palace.
"Awesome..." The horned young man swallowed.
Suddenly, a creature next to him seemed to have thought of something. His body suddenly trembled and he said, "Impossible? Is he really..."
"What do you mean by this?" the young man with horns asked.
"Have you forgotten? At that time, we talked about the death of Saint Son of Fallen Feather in the Netherworld. He said he killed him. We thought it was a joke, but now it seems..."
As soon as these words came out, the creatures who came with Jun Xiaoyao all trembled as if they had been struck by lightning.
"You mean, the young master is the genius of the Jun family?" The horned young man also felt his scalp numb.
They thought it was a joke, but now, combined with Jun Xiaoyao's performance.
There is no doubt that he is the ruthless man who killed the Holy Son of Fallen Feather so powerfully that the entire Fallen Feather clan did not dare to say a word! Doudouhe
If you want to understand this, each of these creatures seems to be petrified, and they can't calm down for a long time.
On the other side, Jun Xiaoyao also followed Lang Huan to a deep palace.
There are many formation restrictions around it, and outsiders cannot enter.
Jun Xiaoyao took a look at the palace. It was obviously Lang Huan's private bedroom.
Lang Huan walked straight in, and Jun Xiaoyao entered directly without any scruples.
However, as soon as he stepped into the palace, Lang Huan attacked Jun Xiaoyao with a backhand.
The cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Divine Fire Realm exploded, the jade hand was brushed out, and the blood-colored Shura evil energy burst out.
As the ninth princess of the Shura Demon Kingdom, Lang Huan practices the supreme method, the Shura Demon Art.
This move showed Lang Huan's extraordinary cultivation.
Compared with the Tianjiao of the Wild Heaven Immortal Realm, they are all in the top echelon.
However, in the face of Lang Huan's attack, Jun Xiaoyao didn't even move a finger.
The evil spirit of Shura, which is enough to tear ordinary geniuses of the Divine Fire Realm into pieces, dissipates directly when it approaches Jun Xiaoyao, as if it has never appeared.
A flash of surprise flashed in Lang Huan's eyes, but there was not much surprise.
"As expected, it's you, Mr. Jun..." Lang Huan's jade face showed a charming smile.
She had already guessed it before.
It's just that the death aura in Jun Xiaoyao's body puzzled her, so she had the current temptation.
After testing this time, it was indeed as rumored.
Jun Xiaoyao possesses a special magical immunity. Although it is not absolute immunity, it is surprising enough.
"No need to test, I am Jun Xiaoyao." Jun Xiaoyao didn't bother to hide anything and said directly.
"Tsk, tsk, I thought the rumors were untrue before, but now it seems that Mr. Jun is more powerful and handsome than I thought." Lang Huan's beautiful eyes were even more radiant.
In terms of strength, Jun Xiaoyao has never been defeated in the burial ground.
In terms of appearance, she is peerless even in the Immortal Realm, let alone in this burial ground.
In terms of background, forces like the Fallen Feather Clan, which are not weak to the Shura Demon Kingdom, can only surrender in front of Jun Xiaoyao.
It is impossible for Lang Huan to say that she is not moved.
Moreover, Jun Xiaoyao's appearance just fits her hobbies.
The body is long and well-proportioned, without explosive muscles, but it gives people a feeling of incomparable perfection and harmony.
Her skin was like fairy jade, glowing, making this woman Lang Huan jealous.
"Mr. Jun, this princess has fallen in love with you. Instead of being my holy guard, how about you being my man?" Lang Huan's tone was very straightforward.
I don’t know how long I had to wait before I met such a handsome little puppy. Naturally, Lang Huan didn’t want to miss it.
Moreover, in terms of status, the foundation of the Shura Demon Kingdom is comparable to that of the Immortal Force. She can also be regarded as the princess of the Immortal Force, covering the sky in the eternal burial ground.
His status cannot be considered low.
When Jun Xiaoyao heard this, his expression did not change.
"Lang Huan, I think you seem to have misunderstood something." Jun Xiaoyao said.
"Oh, Mr. Jun is not willing, I ask myself, Princess, it's not bad, right?" Lang Huan was a little surprised.
Those stinky men who usually chased her wouldn't even let her take a second look.
This time she took the initiative to speak, but Jun Xiaoyao was not happy.
She is fair-skinned, beautiful and has long legs. Not only is she a beauty, but she also lives a good life. What is not attractive about her?
"Jun is here to take in maids, not women." Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.