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Chapter 1235 Ling Yuan's shock, don't you want to see me, Sacred Body Road

"My three hundred wives and concubines are all as beautiful as flowers. They are either ladies or saintesses of the ancient clan. No one can compare to Young Emperor Lingyuan."

"Together they can't compare to one of her fingers!"

Lu Fugui sighed.

Of course, he can only enjoy his eyesight.

Although Lu Fugui is playful and lustful, he still has self-knowledge.

Ling Yuan is not an ordinary saint lady, let alone an existence he could imagine.

Not even if he is the young master of the Lu family.

Unless it's at the level of Jun's Shenzi, but is he?

Lu Fugui also knew that apart from his looks, he was no match for a finger of the Jun family's son of God in any other respects.

Even in terms of forging, Lu Fugui felt that.

As long as the god son of the Jun family is willing to learn a little bit, the level of forging will definitely be countless times stronger than him.

So this Young Emperor Lingyuan, don't think about it, just look at it.

Facing countless fiery gazes, even though Ling Yuan was used to it, she still frowned slightly.

She didn't like such fiery gazes.

"Young Emperor Lingyuan, the Holy Son of Xingyu Jiange, I hope to go with Lord Young Emperor."

"Young Emperor Lingyuan, I am the chief disciple of the Nine Xuanzong, and I am willing to escort the young emperor."

"My lord, I am the Chu family, Chu Xingyun..."

Many young talents came forward and recommended themselves.

Ling Yuan's expression was calm, and after a glance, she immediately locked on the black-robed man standing indifferently in the crowd.

"Is it you who will regret it if you say that the Palace is gone?"

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

The man in black was noncommittal.

"Come in with me."

Ling Yuan turned back to the palace.

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

This detracts from her demeanor as the young queen of the fairy court.

The black-robed man is also big-hearted, or in other words, he doesn't care at all, and enters directly.

"Damn, what the hell did it do?"

Lu Fugui was dumbfounded.

He was still laughing just now, it was a bit whimsical to rely on this little trick to attract Ling Yuan.

Now, it's really a success.

A group of people opened their mouths and turned into petrification.

Many people are jealous.

Because the black-robed man was the only being received by Ling Yuan alone during this period of time.

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

"Look, that black-robed man dared to play tricks on Young Emperor Lingyuan, wait and see how he gets kicked out."

"Maybe he will be abolished by Young Emperor Ling Yuan."

"Indeed, I heard that during this period of time, Young Emperor Ling Yuan was not in a very beautiful mood..."

In fact, human nature is like this.

It is more uncomfortable to be obtained by others than not to be obtained by oneself.

Everyone is here waiting to see the play.

Inside the palace.

There are only Ling Yuan and the man in black.

Even Ru Ying withdrew.

Because he didn't want to see the miserable scene of the man in black.

"Hey, what time is not good, but I chose this time to provoke the Empress..."

Ru Ying sighed inwardly, mourned for the man in black, and withdrew.

Ling Yuan folded her hands and looked at the man in black in front of her with a cold face.

"You are very unlucky, because you ran into the worst time for Ben Gong."

With her character, although she wouldn't be able to kill the black-robed man in front of her directly.

But it is still possible to give a profound lesson.

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

And at this moment, the man in black suddenly chuckled.

"Lingyuan, there are times when you are so agitated."

Hearing this somewhat familiar voice.

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

The man in black pulled down his hood and took off his black robe.

It was still the white dress that was flawless and snow-capable.

The handsome features are shrouded in misty brilliance, with a handsome appearance, a clear and timeless appearance.

His slender figure was as straight as a bamboo, as usual, as clear and elegant as the wind, like an exiled immortal riding the wind away.

Not Jun Xiaoyao or who?

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

Ling Yuan was stunned, her mind went blank for a moment.

She even wondered for a moment whether someone pretended to be Jun Xiaoyao through Illusion Art, or transformation art, etc.

But in an instant, she denied this idea.

Not to mention Jun Xiaoyao's appearance, he is too handsome to be imitated.

Take ten thousand steps back, even if someone can barely imitate Jun Xiaoyao's appearance.

But that kind of detached aura that is so world-famous and defiant is by no means 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 heavy injuries and recuperate at Jun's house?

How could she appear in Xianting and stand in front of her?

Seeing Ling Yuan's ever-changing astonished expression, Jun Xiaoyao felt a little funny.

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

"etc……"

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 worrying about gains and losses.

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

Is this still the absolutely glamorous Young Emperor Ling Yuan?

"What's going on here, 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 major killers, Divine Dynasty, are besieging and killing your Dharma body, that's not right, they won't be so stupid."

After thinking about it, Ling Yuan directly vetoed it.

If the three major Divine Dynasties were really Jun Xiaoyao's dharma body, then that would be too unprofessional, and they deserve the name of their killer Divine Dynasty.

"It's true that they encircled and suppressed him, that is indeed my true self." Jun Xiaoyao said truthfully.

"Then you now are the dharma body?" Ling Yuan guessed again.

But she also didn't feel right.

Because of the oppressive aura of Jun Xiaoyao in front of her, she felt depressed.

No matter how strong Jun Xiaoyao was, she wouldn't be able to suppress her with just a breath of Dharma Body.

"The current me is also the deity." Jun Xiaoyao smiled slightly.

"But..." Ling Yuan was momentarily at a loss for words.

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

"It doesn't matter to tell you the truth, I practiced the three cleanses in one breath, and the strength of the avatar is not much different from that of the deity."

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

Only then did Ling Yuan suddenly realize.

Turning three cleans into one breath is the unique skill of the white-clothed God King who has no regrets.

And it is extremely difficult to practice.

Even if other people get it, it will be as difficult as climbing the sky to cultivate a clone whose strength is similar to that of the deity.

But for Jun Xiaoyao, who is incomparably enchanting, it doesn't seem to be a difficult task.

"But you don't seem to have the breath of chaos..." Ling Yuan was still puzzled.

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

Jun Xiaoyao sighed and raised his hand slowly.

Immediately, the vast qi and blood and the brilliance of the avenue burst out at the same time, complementing each other!

The whole palace is full of splendor.

Of course, this is Ling Yuan's bedroom, engraved with an isolation formation, and it is impossible for the outside world to pry into it.

No one dared to search Ling Yuan's bedroom with divine thoughts at will.

Seeing this scene, Ling Yuan's eyes widened and her breathing almost stopped.

She felt an extremely powerful oppression!

“Innate Sacred Body road tires!”

Ling Yuan couldn't help losing her voice.

Jun Xiaoyao, why did he suddenly possess such an invincible physique that is unparalleled in the world!

(end of this chapter)