Chapter 463

"What? No, this is absolutely not!"

Jun Wuye and his grandmaster suddenly said firmly in the conversation.

"Why not? Except me, you are the strongest in the sect. Naturally, you have to be the leader of my [Zhu Xianjian sect]."

"You'd better let the wine master be the patriarch. I'm lazy and don't want to be in charge. Besides, I'll rarely be in the patriarch's door in the future. I don't want to be an incompetent patriarch."

"What do you need to take care of?" Tianjian gave him a shudder and said, "how many people can there be in the sect? You are strong and can raise the power of [killing Xianjian sect] when you go out. Surprisingly, they will help you deal with the affairs of the sect. That's it."

Jun Wuxie:

He's speechless. He's going to be the Lord himself?

I think how down-to-earth I was in Qingyang City.

It's only two or three years, and you're going to the peak of your life?

However, this patriarch seems to be a barehanded commander.

Tianjianyi said: "also, Da Zhou will develop according to your plan and needs strong guards. In this way, if I go out, they can also help protect me."

Jun Wuxie sighed and said, "where can I find a strong man? I'm afraid only half saints can be useful. Otherwise, even if ten peak saints come, it's useless. And half saints, who will come here to sit in a secular country?"

"Yes, they will appear soon. It depends on your performance whether you can persuade them to break their long-standing living state and come to Dazhou."

"Who?"

Jun Wuxie suddenly became interested.

"Xuanyuan clan."

Jun Wuxie was stunned when he heard the speech.

Isn't that the group of people I saw at the entrance of Nanshan secret territory?

It seems that those people had a good attitude towards him at that time.

At least have a chance to talk to them.

However, Xuanyuan clan, it is said that since the disappearance of Xuanyuan emperor, they no longer pay attention to world affairs. They have been obsessed with all kinds of secret places and seem to be looking for something.

How could such a Xuanyuan clan be born easily and sit in the great Zhou Dynasty?

I'm afraid there's little hope of persuading them this time.

However, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, try it!

What he didn't know was that some time ago, someone from Xuanyuan clan had appeared in Dazhou.

However, at that time, he had fallen into the Shura road and lost his mind.

The strongman of Xuanyuan clan appeared in a hurry, removed the boundary of the capital array, made it quiet again, and then disappeared.

……

It was late at night when he left the forbidden area of Houshan and returned to the courtyard.

Now, you don't have to worry about the door.

The matter of Da Zhou had to wait until the people of Xuanyuan clan appeared.

He thought, the people of Xuanyuan clan should come because Xuanyuan's treasure relic secret place is about to open.

Before that, you can relax for two days.

When I opened the door, I saw Yan Qingcheng sitting in front of the bed playing with chan'er.

"Your brother ~"

Chan'er shouted sweetly.

"Back?"

Yan Qingcheng got up to meet him and undressed him with a reddish face.

"Brother Jun, you haven't slept with chan'er for a long time ~"

Chan'er's small face is red and her big eyes are bright.

"Brother, can you sleep with Chan er tonight?"

"Good ~ good ~"

Chan'er's eyes narrowed with laughter.

She has a deep attachment to your innocence.

The two signed a symbiotic contract, and life and soul are closely connected.

This attachment is not only from the soul, but also from the life.

Jun Wuxie went to bed and hugged chan'er in his arms. Little Laurie arched happily in his arms.

Yan Qingcheng smiled, took off her long purple dress, and slept in it with only a faint thin underwear.

Three people share a bed, Jun Wuxie is outside, chan'er is in the middle, and Yan Qingcheng is inside.

"Brother Jun, will you tell chan'er a story?"

Little Laurie looked at him with interest and shook his arm like a spoiled girl.

Jun Wuxie was stunned.

Telling stories is really not his strength.

He thought for a moment and said with a smile, "then tell me one."

Chan'er immediately concentrated.

Yan Qingcheng also lay on her side and stared at him. She wanted to know what story the man would tell.

"In other words, once upon a time, there was a young man who was very good-looking. He was as rich as jade, and his talent was incomparably beautiful in the world. One day, the talented young man came to a special secret world and happened to meet a gambling stone event, so he ran to attend..."

Yan Qingcheng couldn't help giving him a white eye.

Chan'er listened with interest, and fell deeply into the story.

"Wuwu ~ that sister is so poor. She was sealed in Lingjing stone for so many years and was seriously injured ~" chan'er wiped her tears and looked at him pitifully: "what happened to your brother? Did she marry him when she grew up?"

The old gentleman's face was red, and said, "this... The story ends here, and the elder sister becomes a little girl beside the young man, and later things do not know."

"Hum ~" chan'er said discontentedly, "the little lady said that heroes save the United States. In the end, the United States will promise each other. She lied ~"

Jun Wuxie:

Yan Qingcheng:

"Well, Chan son, go to bed."

Jun Wuxie gently clicked her forehead and thought what did little Ni Zi teach chan'er?

Chan'er was depressed for a long time before she regained her smile, slowly closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.

She fell asleep with a sweet smile on her mouth.

Jun Wuxie looked at chan'er in his arms and kissed her little face.

At this time, he felt his ears itch. It turned out that Yan Qingcheng was gently drawing a circle on his earlobe with his slender and moist fingertips.

Her eyes were a little blurred, and there seemed to be autumn eyes rippling inside.

Jun Wuxie suddenly understood, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but evoke a bad smile: "what's the matter, do you want to cry again?"

Yan Qingcheng bit her sexy red lips and didn't speak. The whole charming cheek was red, and her eyes seemed to drip water.

Jun Wuxie carefully held chan'er to the innermost position, built a border with blood and gas, wrapped her, isolated the external sound and avoided waking her up.

Yan Qingcheng's hot lips came up.

The two rolled together.

The bed in the room soon creaked.

It didn't calm down until the second half of the night.

Looking at the languid and tired Yan Qingcheng with tears on his face.

Jun Wuxie couldn't help smiling.

Although the woman cried every time, she did not allow him to be gentle.

So good.

He was also a little sleepy. He planned to squint for a while and slowly closed his eyes.

But he did not find that there were two bright eyes full of curious light.

The border he created doesn't seem to have any effect on chan'er.

……

I don't know how long I slept.

Jun Wuye suddenly felt abnormal and slowly opened his eyes.

He couldn't help taking a breath of air conditioning and looked down conditionally.

Suddenly, the pupils contracted and almost jumped up.

"Chan son, what are you doing?"

His voice trembled slightly, and his whole face was slightly twisted and dark.

Almost in an instant, he quickly pushed chan'er away and held her to the inside.

"Brother Jun, do you like chaner?"

Little Laurie looked at him with tears, and she was so wronged that she was going to cry.

Jun Wuye realized that his face might have frightened him. He immediately eased up and said, "why don't you like chan'er? It's just chan'er's doing this is wrong. You can't do this in the future, okay?"

"But... But... Sister Qingcheng..."

"I said no, just no!"

Jun Wuxie interrupted her.

"Wuwu ~ why..."

Little Laurie wiped her tears.

"Don't cry, Chan son. When Chan son grows up, my brother will tell you, okay?"

Jun Wuxie stroked her little head.

"Brother Jun, don't cheat chaner ~"

Little Lori seemed to be easy to cheat, and a word broke her tears into a smile.

"Of course I won't lie to chan'er. Go to bed quickly."

He coaxed her and quietly watched her fall asleep.

Then he collapsed on the bed, breathed heavily, and the muscles on his face twitched from time to time.

He didn't expect that his blood and Qi had no effect on chan'er.

This little girl, she

With such a fuss, he was no longer sleepy. He looked at the top of the bed tent with his eyes in a daze.

At this time, inside, Chan Er, who had already fallen asleep, quietly opened her eyes.

"Brother Jun is so eccentric ~ sister Qingcheng doesn't like Chan son..."

Little Laurie whispered to herself. She was very wronged and sad.

She felt very strange in her heart. Why does sister Qingcheng like that? It's not delicious at all

……

The next morning.

As soon as Jun Wuye came out of the room, he saw the light rising from the capital.

He was startled.

It seems that the ancient array that seals the secret place of Xuanyuan legacy treasure is about to be opened!

"You stay at zongmen. I'm going to the capital!"

He said to Yan Qingcheng who followed him out.

The voice fell, and people had disappeared in zongwang mountain.

In an instant, I arrived over the capital and saw the ancient Rune array in the city at a glance.

Those runes are many times brighter than the previous two days.

All the runes seem to be alive, changing alternately, and gradually forming a huge array.

The ground covered by the array gradually disappeared in the light and turned into a dark abyss with a radius of nearly a hundred miles.

There are many people standing in the air and on the top of buildings nearby.

It's not strange to see their clothes.

That is a strong man from all major forces in the world.

Those who were killed by him, and now new saints have come here.

Seeing him appear, his murderous eyes focused on him in an instant.

"Your eyes seem very unfriendly." Jun Wuxie walked in the air, stopped in the air at the edge of the ancient array and said, "why, are you tired of living or want to die? Do you want me to give you a ride?"

"You!"

The strong men of guhuang sect, golden ancient city, soul hunting hall, Tianjing sect, Shengmen and other forces trembled with anger.

This man is so arrogant!

But they dare not do it.

That amulet is terrible.

They got together to discuss.

That talisman should have a limit on the number of times it can be used.

On the day of the Meitong clan, the talisman has been used twice.

However, it is unknown how many times it can be used again.

No saint is willing to try with his life.

Jun Wuye naturally expected that they would have this idea, so he should show enough strength. Only in this way can these people be more afraid.

The number of times the talisman has been used for the last time.

It can't be wasted easily.

We have to keep it for the critical moment.

But now that the patriarch has returned, it seems that there is no need for talismans.

What happened here, I think, has been in the eyes of my ancestors.

If these strong men dare to fight, maybe they don't need military talismans at all, and their ancestors cut them off.

Boom!

The sound of roar came from the abyss in the center of the ancient array.

A faint bronze light was transmitted.

Gradually, the top of a bronze hall appeared in sight.

It is rising slowly from the bottom of the abyss.

The top of the hall is very large, almost occupying the whole space of the abyss black hole with a radius of 100 miles.

The breath of years then filled out, ancient and desolate.

"Forever, the secret land left by the great emperor will finally come to this world..."

The void opened and a group of people in ancient costumes came out of it.

There are six people, three old people and three middle-aged people.

Jun Wuxie turned and looked, and his heart was suddenly happy.

Here comes the Xuanyuan clan!

In those days, the clothes and ornaments of Xuanyuan clan were in this style in front of Nanshan secret territory.

So he guessed the identity of the visitor at a glance.