Chapter 102: The Coldness of the Three Princes, the Killer Organization, the Netherworld!(Second Update)

Looking at the demeanor of the Tianqin girl, many of the male heroes present seemed to hear the sound of their heartbreak.

However, they also have self-knowledge, and they know that Jun Xiaoyao is not a character to be messed with.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at the appearance of the Tianqin woman's will, and the corners of her lips hooked up a faint arc.

It turns out that there is no such thing as an iceberg beauty in this world.

The reason why she treats you coldly is not because of her personality, but because she simply looks down on you.

The third prince is such a tragic existence.

His status is not low, but in terms of personality, ability and other aspects, he is not in the eyes of the Lyra Girl.

In contrast, Jun Xiaoyao is like a fairy in the eyes of the Tianqin Girl.

Mysterious identity, terrifying strength aside.

The virtuosity of the piano alone is enough to break the heart of the Lyra woman.

But unfortunately, Jun Xiaoyao is not interested in the Lyra Girl.

However, in order to design the three princes, Jun Xiaoyao could only agree.

"The Lyra Girl invited her like this, but she was disrespectful. Jun Xiaoyao said warmly.

Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's agreement, the Lyra Girl was overjoyed, and a touching smile appeared on her expression, which had been as cold as ice.

This made the third prince so jealous that he almost got pink eye.

He couldn't buy a beautiful woman with a smile, and Jun agreed casually, but it made Tianqin smile skillfully.

"Childe, please ......" Lyra seemed to be a little impatient, wanting to discuss with Jun Yaoyao to play the piano.

Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly, took Qin Xuan, and left with Tianqin Nu.

Leaving a pack of licking dogs, you look at me, I look at you, messy in the wind.

"Hey, the third prince, we have been fighting for so long, but the result is that we made wedding dresses for others. The young master of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce walked over, smiled bitterly, and shook his head slightly.

"Are you so willing to let that guy get involved with the Lyra Girl?"

"I'll just warn you, it's best not to provoke that one. "The young master of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce said.

"Oh, do you know his identity?" the third prince's eyes flashed.

"I don't know, it's just a gut feeling. The young master of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce said.

He has seen too many people, who can be messed with and who can't be provoked, he has an intuition.

"Can't be provoked, heh, even if he is the heir of the Immortal Dao Dynasty, I am also the prince of the Panwu God Dynasty. The third prince snorted coldly, shook his sleeves and left.

"Hey, if you don't listen to good people, you will suffer in front of you. The young master of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce shook his head secretly.

He vaguely felt that the third prince was going to be unlucky.

......

The Xianqiong Lou Piano Fighting Club came to an end.

But it has made quite a wave.

Because this is the first time, there is a younger generation who is better than the Lyra girl on the piano road.

Feng Qingling, the noble daughter of Wanhuang Lingshan, was crushed by a mysterious son, which surprised many people.

In the imperial capital, many monks in restaurants and tea shops are talking about this news.

"Approaching the eldest princess to choose a horse, what powerful Tianjiao Junjie has come out. ”

"Yes, the Feng Qingling of the Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain can also be respected among the younger generation, and he was easily defeated like this. ”

"I don't know what freaks will come out of the way. ”

"I was looking forward to the arrival of the Divine Son of the Jun family, but unfortunately I never heard the news of his arrival. ”

"Keep waiting, I believe that the god son of the Jun family will not let the champion Hou be arrogant. ”

......

The imperial capital, in the eastern region, is a secluded and elegant mountain villa.

From time to time, there is a faint sound of the piano, which makes people want to get drunk.

Three poles on the moon.

The white-clothed gentleman stepped out of the villa, followed by the reluctant Tianqin girl.

"Childe, it's already so late, don't you rest in the villa?" said Lyra with a hint of affection.

She and Jun were free, playing the piano and discussing in the villa, comfortable and comfortable.

She had never experienced this feeling before.

"No, there is still something to do, so I will leave first. Jun Yaoyao said.

"Yes, that's a pity, I hope I can have a chance to meet my son next time. "The Lyra Lady was gloomy.

Jun turned to leave, but was stopped by the Lyra Maiden.

"After communicating for so long, I still don't know Childe's name?" asked Lyra Girl, her eyes shining.

"It's easy to become an immortal, and it's hard to get away, so I quit. "Jun departed.

"It's easy to become an immortal, but it's hard to ......get away with it"

Lyra muttered, and then her delicate body was like a lightning strike, and her beautiful pupils widened.

"Original...... It's the ......," Lyra took a deep breath.

Surprises, surprises, joy, all kinds of emotions roll in the heart.

She had been communicating alone with such a transcendent being for so long.

On the other side, Jun walked freely into the void.

"It's been so long, can that one still hold it?"

Naturally, he was not bored to play the piano with the Lyra girl.

In addition to getting three hundred immortal sources, his most important purpose was to set up a trap to deal with the three princes.

Just when Jun Xiaoyao was thinking to himself.

He suddenly noticed that some of the noise around him seemed to have disappeared.

Even the lights of the pavilions around the imperial capital were completely extinguished.

There was absolute darkness all around, and there was not even the sound of insects and birds.

"Oh, are you here?" Jun Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows.

It was clear that he was caught in an isolation formation.

At this moment, a shadow suddenly appeared from behind Jun Xiaoyao, and a blood-red sword blade stabbed at Jun Xiaoyao's back.

Merge Realm!

Jun Xiaoyao immediately judged the man's breath.

"Die!"

A hoarse voice came from the shadow's mouth.

A blood-colored blade, with a deadly edge.

"Blood Killing Swordsmanship, you are an assassin of the Netherworld. Jun Xiaoyao turned sideways, slammed his palm at the blade, and said at the same time.

Netherworld is a notorious killer organization in the Desolate Heaven Immortal Domain.

For a sufficient price, they can assassinate anyone.

Even the people of the Immortal Dao Sect, they dared to assassinate them.

"Ignorance!"

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao fending his sword with his palm, the assassin let out a sneer.

His realm was originally one level higher than Jun Yao, and he also used princely weapons to perform top-level assassination swordsmanship.

In this case, Jun Xiaoyao even fought back with the palm of his hand, in his eyes, it was simply stupid.

However, the next moment, the Netherworld couldn't laugh at this moment.

Sonorous!

A sound like a clash of gold and iron rang out.

Jun was free with his bare hands and smashed the prince's weapon.

Not only that, but above his right arm, the fairy glow was surging, and the light was shining.

Six Da Luo Immortal Bones, and at the same time bless the power.

A punch blasted out, the void trembled, rippling debut ripples.

"How is that possible!" the assassin's pupils were horrified.

Burst!

Jun Xiaoyao punched the assassin directly into a bloody fro.

The rain of blood drifted and fell.

Jun Xiaoyao's expression was still icy, and after he looked around, he said lightly: "Come out, why hide it?"

"Hehe, I underestimate your prey, which immortal Dao descendant are you?"

In the darkness of the night, four figures appeared.

In addition to the three men in black, there was also a man in blood.

The blood-clothed assassin of the Netherworld, the cultivation realm is the Nirvana realm!

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