Like thunder across the sky, everyone's mind was roaring at the same time.
A young legend who only existed in word of mouth appeared in front of them alive.
This kind of impact is indescribable, making people feel dizzy and extremely unreal.
It was as if a god had descended directly in front of the world.
Xia Chuqing's face froze, and she was almost suffocated by excitement.
She would never have thought that the person who saved her was the legendary, invincible son of the young generation of the Jun family.
"No wonder..." Xia Chuqing's heart palpitated and was numb.
How could an ordinary genius kill a great saint?
Only a legend like Jun Xiaoyao could do it.
When she thought that she was saved by such a young legend and was once held in his arms, Xia Chuqing felt dizzy.
Happiness came too suddenly!
Looking at Jun Xiaoyao's handsome and clear face, Xia Chuqing showed a somewhat silly smile.
How could a little girl like her resist Jun Xiaoyao's charm, not to mention that Jun Xiaoyao was her benefactor.
Even though Xia Bingyun, who was shrewd and did not show her emotions, her eyes trembled slightly at this moment.
She guessed that the identity of the man with the ghost face might be very high, and his origin was amazing.
But she did not expect that he was the son of God in the ancient road of the Jun family.
This kind of identity is far inferior to that of her, the eldest lady of the Xia family.
What wealth and means are nothing in front of Jun Xiaoyao, a big man.
No wonder Jun Xiaoyao did not treat her with the same status.
Because the identities of the two were not on the same level.
As for Feng Xiaotian, who took off Jun Xiaoyao's mask with his own hands, he was completely stupid at this moment, as if petrified.
He was completely stunned, his head was dizzy, and he almost fainted on the ground.
He also thought that under the ghost mask, there might be an immortal descendant.
Even so, he was not afraid, because he was also a Taoist of the Wind Clan, and his status was not low.
But now, looking at Jun Xiaoyao with an indifferent look on his face, Feng Xiaotian was dumbfounded.
This is not the way to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger.
It will scare you to have a heart attack, okay!
Jun Xiaoyao glanced at Feng Xiaotian who was almost scared silly, and said with a playful tone: "Now you see it, are you satisfied?"
With a plop, Feng Xiaotian's legs softened and he knelt directly on the ground.
Who would have thought that the Taoist of the Wind Clan would kneel down in fear!
"Jun... Jun's Godson, I... I..." Feng Xiaotian's tone was trembling.
Along with Jun Xiaoyao's reputation, there is also his decisiveness in killing.
When Feng Xiaotian thought about his attitude towards Jun Xiaoyao before, and even thought about flirting with Jun Xiaoyao's woman, he felt that he was going to die.
He was just a Taoist of the Feng Clan, and in front of Jun Xiaoyao, he was just an ant that could be killed at will.
The Feng Clan didn't even dare to pursue it, and might even apologize to Jun Xiaoyao.
Beside Jun Xiaoyao, Yan Rumeng, who was massaging his shoulders, giggled and looked at Feng Xiaotian who was kneeling on the ground with interest.
Feng Xiaotian wanted to chat with her before, but was rejected.
Fortunately, Feng Xiaotian didn't do anything extreme at that time, otherwise he would have died long ago, how could he live until now.
"I didn't recognize the great man, please forgive me, Son of God!" Feng Xiaotian kowtowed, making a dong dong sound.
In front of Xia Bingyun, he kowtowed to another man, knelt down, and begged for mercy.
His image was completely ruined.
But now, even his life is not certain, and the beauty has long been forgotten.
Jun Xiaoyao's expression is indifferent. He doesn't care about such ants at all.
Fortunately, Feng Xiaotian is not stupid. Although he had some opinions about him before, he didn't provoke him mindlessly.
Otherwise, how could he live until now?
"Wind Clan... Taixu Wind..." Jun Xiaoyao thought for a while.
"Son of God, please spare the life of my clan's Taoist son."
The quasi-supreme of the Wind Clan also frowned and bowed slightly to Jun Xiaoyao.
Although Feng Xiaotian is unbearable, he is the Taoist son of the Wind Clan after all.
If he dies in public, it will not be good for the reputation of the Wind Clan.
Jun Xiaoyao did not answer, but turned to look at Xia Bingyun and said calmly: "Now, is this son of God qualified to invite Miss Xia to have a private chat?"
Hearing this, Xia Bingyun hurriedly returned a salute and said: "Bingyun is terrified. It is Bingyun's honor to have a long talk with the son of God. Bingyun is so happy that she can't wait."
Looking at Xia Bingyun's attitude change in an instant, everyone present was amazed.
Although Xia Bingyun was quite polite to Jun Xiaoyao wearing a mask before.
But in the end, she was still a little self-reliant and did not show any humble attitude.
But now, when Jun Xiaoyao's identity was revealed, this famous white and rich beauty of the Xia family showed a humble and flattering attitude.
It must be said that status is something that no class can get rid of.
Jun Xiaoyao stood up, and Xia Bingyun followed closely behind him, following like a maid.
It was not until the two of them entered the inner room that the whole place started to make noises again.
"Oh my god, it's really the God of the Jun family. This is the first time I've seen him up close."
"I had some guesses before, but I wasn't sure. Now it seems that if it's the God of the Jun family, it's reasonable to deal with a wounded Great Sage."
"But up close, the God of the Jun family is really handsome. No wonder so many fairies and goddesses are fascinated by him."
"I heard that several goddesses who are now famous on the ancient road, such as Jiang Shengyi and Jiang Luoli, have ambiguous relationships with the God of the Jun family."
"So what? If a man doesn't have a romantic life, he's in vain. If I had the appearance, identity and strength of the God of the Jun family, I would definitely have three thousand beauties in my harem, playing with one a day, and never repeating the same one for ten years." Some cultivators fantasized.
"Tsk, do you think the Son of God is a vulgar person like you? He must be a person who is affectionate, loyal, and extremely caring to his Taoist partner." A female cultivator spat and retorted.
On the Xia family side, all the elders were speechless.
They had wanted to recruit Jun Xiaoyao as their son-in-law before.
Now it seems that this idea is really ridiculous.
Not to mention one Xia family, even if ten Xia families are added together, it is impossible.
"If the young lady can get in touch with the Son of God, it will be of great significance to my Xia family." An elder of the Xia family said with a gleam in his eyes.
"Yes, it doesn't matter even if she is a concubine. This is an opportunity for my Xia family to soar to the sky. Maybe my Xia family can use this to become the first giant of the Ten Thousand Races Business Alliance and control the entire alliance."
Some elders of the Xia family have ambitions in their hearts.
The Xia family supreme also has light in his eyes.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If we don't seize it, the Xia family will definitely regret it for the rest of their lives.
"Bingyun, you must seize the opportunity." The Xia family's supreme leader clenched his fists slightly and murmured in his heart.