Chapter 340

"Is there a Sign In Mission?" Jun Xiaoyao murmured in his heart.

He didn't find it surprising. On the contrary, it was within his expectations.

"Young Master Jun, if you don't mind, you can stay in my palace for the time being. When the Feast of the Ten Kings begins, we can go together," Lang Huan said.

Her address had changed from this princess to slave.

From this, it could be seen that Jun Xiaoyao's strength had indeed conquered Lang Huan.

If Jun Xiaoyao only had looks, then Lang Huan might only see him as a pet, a gigolo or something like that.

But Jun Xiaoyao's looks were on par with his strength.

Lang Huan was finally convinced.

"Sure." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao agree so readily, Lang Huan's beautiful eyes flashed with a mischievous smile.

"Little puppy, living in this princess's palace, how can you escape from this princess's palm?" Lang Huan said proudly in her heart.

In terms of strength, she was indeed no match for Jun Xiaoyao.

But she was a woman.

To men, women were the most lethal weapons.

She didn't believe that Jun Xiaoyao could withstand her charm.

Now, the reason why Jun Xiaoyao refused, in Lang Huan's opinion, might be because of face.

He didn't want to fall into her hands.

"Men are all old perverts. This princess doesn't believe that you are a gentleman." Lang Huan thought.

As long as they lived together, would there be no chance?

Lang Huan had already begun to fantasize about galloping on Jun Xiaoyao's body.

On the side, Qin Xianer saw this scene and her pretty face dimmed slightly.

But at the same time, Qin Xianer was happy that Lang Huan was able to find the man she liked.

As for the group of bootlickers outside the palace, they were all heartbroken and had lost the meaning of life.

Their bodies were like dead wood and their hearts were like dead ashes. This was the most appropriate description.

So men must never be bootlickers.

Maybe when you are licking the goddess, the goddess is thinking of ways to lick other men.

"No, I can't accept this reality!"

"How could Princess Lang Huan like that gigolo!"

"But who is that gigolo? How could he be so strong?"

Outside the palace, many voices of discussion were heard.

In the end, the group of living beings that had come with Jun Xiaoyao let slip and revealed Jun Xiaoyao's identity.

This time, it was as if a pot had exploded, setting off a monstrous uproar.

"What? That pretty boy is the genius of the Jun family who killed the Fallen Feather Saint in the Dark Nether Realm?"

"No wonder. Now that I think about it, it makes sense. Other than him, who else would dare to casually kill Long Kun of the Corpse Dragon Clan?"

"But isn't his aura the death aura of us Burial Earth creatures?"

"It's not like this kind of aura can't be imitated. With the capabilities of the Jun Family's genius, they might have a way."

As the truth was revealed, the entire Asura Demon Kingdom went into an uproar.

The geniuses of the Burial Ground did not expect that the gigolo was the legendary genius of the Jun Family.

When they thought about how they had once provoked the Jun Family's genius, many of the creatures in the Burial Ground felt a lingering fear.

If Jun Xiaoyao wanted to kill them, none of them would be able to survive.

However, they soon discovered that Jun Xiaoyao did not return.

In other words, Jun Xiaoyao did not come out after being brought into the private palace by Lang Huan.

Everyone knew what this meant.

"How could things develop so quickly?"

"No, I don't believe it. How could my goddess be taken by a foreign genius?"

"Shame, this is the shame of us Burial Ground men!"

Many of the bootlickers were shouting, unwilling to accept this bloody reality.

They, the geniuses of the Burial Ground, had pursued Lang Huan for so long, but in the end, Lang Huan was disdainful of them.

Now, she favored a foreign genius and was even willing to take the initiative to lick his boots.

The gap was so huge that they were unwilling to believe it.

One of the most beautiful women in the Burial Ground had been taken by a foreign genius.

For the geniuses of the Burial Ground, this was like a bolt from the blue.

This news also began to spread from the Asura Demon Kingdom's Imperial Capital.

As Lang Huan was very famous in the Eternal Burial Ground, the news spread very quickly. Soon, almost everyone in the Ten Regions of the Burial Ground knew about it.

On a white bone mountain in the Dragon Skeleton Region.

A man with dragon horns on his head and white bone wings on his back had an extremely cold and murderous look on his face.

"That Jun Family genius is simply courting death. How dare he kill a member of the Corpse Dragon Tribe!"

This man's name was Long Xiang. He was the strongest genius of the Corpse Dragon Tribe and one of the Ten Minor Kings.

Moreover, his strength was ranked in the top five among the Ten Minor Kings. He was far from what the Fallen Feather Saint could compare to.

Jun Xiaoyao had no qualms about killing Long Kun right in front of everyone.

This was tantamount to provocation and contempt for the Corpse Dragon Tribe.

Long Xiang's eyes were cold, and his murderous look changed the color of heaven and earth.

"I hope you can come to the Ten Kings Banquet. I will personally take back Long Kun's debt!" Long Xiang's aura erupted, and the aura of death surged. The shadow of a White Bone Dragon vaguely formed behind him.

Long Xiang was not the only one who received the news.

The other Kings who were preparing to attend the banquet also received the news.

In a swamp filled with a rotten aura of death, there was a man with a human body and a snake tail.

After hearing the news, he hissed angrily to the sky.

"How could this be? How could Lang Huan be taken by another man? No, Lang Huan is mine!"

The man with a human body and a snake tail covered his head with both hands and hissed unwillingly.

He was the genius of the Sky-Devouring Demonic Python Tribe. His name was Mo Ling, and he was one of the Ten Minor Kings. He was also a loyal admirer of Lang Huan.

Snakes were lustful by nature. Mo Ling naturally had crazy feelings for Lang Huan, but Lang Huan had always kept a respectful distance from him.

Mo Ling wanted to use this Ten Kings Banquet to completely conquer Lang Huan and make her his woman.

He did not expect that she would be taken by someone else first.

What Mo Ling could not accept the most was that Lang Huan was the one who took the initiative to be taken by someone else.

This drove Mo Ling crazy. He was about to go crazy.

"Jun Family genius, I want you dead!" Mo Ling's eyes were filled with unprecedented ferocity.

On top of a purple mountain, there was a creature, and its whole body was filled with a murderous aura.

The creature's head was shaped like a wolf's head, and there was a pair of huge gray bull horns on its head. Its body was covered with pitch-black scales, and there was blood-red hair growing between the scales.

Behind the creature, there were nine tails, and behind each tail was the head of a ferocious beast. It looked extremely ferocious.

If Jun Xiaoyao was here, he would definitely be surprised. This creature was very similar to the legendary Primordial Ferocious Beast, the Nine Nether Python.

This creature that looked like the Nine Nether Python was also one of the Ten Minor Kings, and its combat power was quite strong.

"The flesh and blood of the Jun Family genius should be delicious," the creature murmured, and its eyes were filled with ferocity.