Chapter 1149

Ling Yuan is tall and slender. Her glass like star eyes are full of high cold indifference.

Such an aura shows the demeanor of the fairy court female young emperor.

When I saw Jun Xiaoyao walking out with Ling Yuan.

Many Tianjiao onlookers around flashed a strange look in their eyes.

"Hiss, is it true that the emperor daughter and the God son of the king's family came together as rumored?"

"Look at this. It's not an old husband and wife, but it's not much different."

"I really admire the God son of the king's family. With the double beauty of the yuan family, I can also have an affair with the emperor and daughter."

"Cut, people's God son wants to be Yan and have strength. He has unparalleled family background. He has this confidence and qualification. Do you look in the mirror?"

Many disciples of the immortal academy around them are whispering with envy.

When the ancient emperor saw this scene, his eyes were indifferent.

Although he had guessed for a long time, he was extremely upset when he really saw it.

He pursued Ling Yuan for so long that Ling Yuan gave him no false words.

On the contrary, he showed his feelings for the king of the hostile camp.

This makes the admiration in the heart of the ancient emperor gradually turn into a kind of reluctance and resentment.

At this time, the man riding the dragon under the seat, the old 16 of Yan Yun's 18 riders, said faintly.

"As Xianting's contemporary Little Emperor, we naturally dare not disrespect her."

Although old sixteen said so, his tone seemed indifferent and arrogant.

Ling Yuan looked colder in her eyes.

"So you don't get off the mount?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, we were rude."

Old sixteen came down from the dragon with a trace of ironic smile.

The other two also came down from the mount slowly.

Seeing this scene, the disciples of the surrounding immortal Academy were surprised.

"It seems that Yan Yun's eighteen riding doesn't give Ling Yuan a little face."

"Of course, their master is the most mysterious and noble ancient shaohuang in Xianting."

"Compared with that, even Ling Yuan, the contemporary Little Emperor, has a weaker status."

The tone of the people around him, old 16 and other three people listened in their ears and just smiled.

Ling Yuan turned to look at the ancient emperor, with a trace of disgust in her expression.

At the beginning, she didn't think much of the ancient emperor.

But after all, the ancient emperor was a unique figure.

Now, the more Ling Yuan looks at the ancient emperor, the more she looks like a funny clown.

Don't compare with Jun Xiaoyao.

He is not even qualified to compare with Jun Xiaoyao.

"Did you bring them?" Ling Yuan looked at the ancient emperor with unprecedented indifference.

It's more disgusting than looking at strangers.

"Ling Yuan, you misunderstood me. The Emperor just came to see the excitement."

Ling Yuan's eyes made the ancient emperor even more unhappy.

But on the surface, he still smiled faintly and showed his demeanor.

Jun Xiaoyao just watched and didn't speak.

In fact, for him, the ancient emperor is no different from a clown.

It's interesting to watch him jump up and down.

Ling Yuan scoffed at the words of the ancient emperor.

It was the ancient emperor who knew that Jun Xiaoyao came to her, so he did it.

And the ancient emperor knew that Ling Yuan couldn't care if he came alone.

So he came with three of Yan Yun's eighteen riders.

"So what do you mean by shouting in front of the cave?" Ling Yuan looked impatient.

Old sixteen said lightly, "I don't know why. I just feel that as a Xianting contemporary Little Emperor, the emperor should have a little emperor's attitude."

"Ling Yuan should know who to see and who not to see."

The implication is that Ling Yuan shouldn't have met you Xiaoyao at all.

Hearing this, Ling Yuan felt a nameless fire.

She opened her mouth and said coldly, "as a Xianting young emperor, I can see whoever I want to see. Do I still need to obey your orders!"

Even if it wasn't for Jun Xiaoyao, the old sixteen's attitude made Ling Yuan angry.

Some of the other disciples of the immortal academy also shook their heads.

Yan Yun's eighteen riding is indeed a little too much.

Although their master is the mysterious ancient little emperor.

But Ling Yuan, as a contemporary shaohuang, has a high status.

"Yes, what qualifications do you have to question Ling Yuan!"

At this time, a clear voice like a lark sounded in the crowd.

A pretty girl in a hundred flower silk skirt appeared.

She has a pretty white face, bright eyes and looks forward to life.

The green silk is soft and visible.

Impressively, Wei Qianqian is one of the nine immortal systems and the successor of Jingwei immortal system.

The descendants of Xiantong who were with her before, Cang Li of Cangjie Xiantong, Yao Qing of Shennong Xiantong, Xing Sha of Xing tianxiantong, etc.

But they were all killed by Jun Xiaoyao when they were practicing in the frontier.

But at that time, Wei Qianqian did not participate in the siege, so he was safe and sound.

Moreover, Jingwei Xiantong is the only one that wa Huang Xiantong takes the lead.

Therefore, Wei Qianqian is naturally a member of the school of imperial daughter Ling Yuan.

"Whether we are qualified or not, are we wrong?" Old sixteen said coldly.

A descendant of Xiantong is not enough to make him fluctuate.

In his mind, only their master, the ancient shaohuang, is the most noble and extraordinary existence of the whole Xianting.

Other Xiantong, whether descendants or seed level figures, and even Ling Yuan, the little emperor, can't compare with their master.

"If the palace says no, what do you want to do to the palace?" Ling Yuan said coldly.

That's her character.

Whoever dares to be strong against her, she dares to be stronger than others.

Of course, Jun Xiaoyao is excluded.

"Of course not. After all, the emperor and the lady are contemporary Little Emperors. We're just a reminder. We should pay attention to our identity." Old sixteen.

At the moment, Ling Yuan's face was very cold.

The old 16 turned to look at you Xiaoyao and said, "you, the God son of your family, have killed the ultimate misfortune by relying on external forces, which can also be regarded as doing your best for our Xianyu."

"However, you'd better keep a distance from Ling Yuan. After all, who knows whether Ling Yuan will be accepted by my master in the future."

As soon as he said this, the whole world was silent.

There was a look of surprise on all faces.

Yan Yun's eighteen riders dare to say such words.

Directly offended Jun Xiaoyao and Ling Yuan.

The ancient emperor's face also changed slightly.

Could it be that the ancient little emperor really wanted to accept Ling Yuan.

But he thought about it.

Even if Ling Yuan was accepted by the ancient shaohuang, it was better than being accepted by the king.

"You..."

Ling Yuan's face turned white and her pupils were trembling.

If it weren't for the support of the ancient shaohuang behind Yan Yun's eighteen horses.

She'll definitely slap them to death.

Just when Ling Yuan's delicate body trembled angrily.

A warm palm was on her fragrant shoulder.

Ling Yuan turned her head and saw Jun Xiaoyao with a slight smile on her face.

This kind of smile, deja vu, is a little dangerous.

It's the rhythm of the dead!

Ling Yuan's heart settled down inexplicably, with a kind of warmth.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at Lao 16 and others with a faint smile on his face.

"Are you teaching me to do things?"

Sensing a breath of danger, old sixteen frowned.

However, internal fighting is strictly prohibited in Jiutian immortal courtyard, and they are still followers of the ancient shaohuang.

So I think Jun Xiaoyao should not mess around.

"I don't want to teach you to do things, I just want you to keep a distance from Ling Yuan shaohuang..."

Old sixteen's voice fell.

I was shocked to see that a big hand shrouded in chaos came directly at them!

"Jun Xiaoyao, dare you!?"

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