The women around Jun Xiaoyao were all tall and thin, each with their own unique temperament.
Some were cold and elegant.
Some were delicate.
Some were gentle.
Some were noble.
It could be said that if any other man could obtain one of them, that would be the greatest fortune of three lifetimes.
But to Jun Xiaoyao, he had seen so many of them that he was actually quite ordinary.
He wasn't a saint who was pure of heart and few desires, but he also wasn't a walking cannon.
Before he truly reached his goal, he wouldn't stop for anyone.
"What? You don't welcome me? Then I'll leave." Jun Mulan said as she supported her heavy chest.
"Everyone, please do as you wish." Jun Xiaoyao smiled and shook his head.
"Little Big Brother Xiaoyao, with so many beauties accompanying you, you should be content. This is the Seven Step Fall that I brought."
Xiao Moxian giggled as she took out a large jug of wine.
Seven Step Fall meant that after drinking, one would fall down after taking seven steps.
"Big Brother Xiaoyao, I'll pour you some wine!" Jiang Luoli took the initiative to take the wine cup and pour Jun Xiaoyao some wine.
Yan Qingying sat down on the other side of Jun Xiaoyao, massaging his legs.
Jun Xuehuang wore a blue dress and sat on the other side of Jun Xiaoyao, massaging his back.
In a way, this could be considered a group exercise.
Jun Xiaoyao took the wine cup that Jiang Luoli poured and drank it all.
"Is this the feeling of being drunk on a beauty's lap? No wonder everyone wants to be an emperor.
"But I, Jun Xiaoyao, am 10,000 times better than an emperor, Xiaoyao!"
Jun Xiaoyao smiled. As if he still wasn't satisfied, he tossed aside the wine cup and began to drink.
"Little Big Brother Xiaoyao, do you want to be drunk for three years!?" Xiao Moxian shouted out.
After drinking this jug of wine, even if an ordinary proud son of heaven didn't die, it wouldn't be a problem for them to be drunk for several years.
But Jun Xiaoyao didn't care.
With his physique and cultivation, it was impossible for him to get drunk.
However, Jun Xiaoyao did not deliberately suppress his drunkenness. He wanted to get drunk.
Jun Xiaoyao casually recited as he drank.
"Born to be the leader of men, only I and the heavens share the same lifespan."
"Treading on the waves of the mortal world with two feet, shouldering the worries of the past and present with one shoulder!"
…
"Thirty achievements, dust and soil, eight thousand miles of cloud and moon."
"Don't be idle. You've lost your youth, and it's empty and sorrowful!"
…
"East of the great river?
After all the waves have been washed away, there is only me, Xiaoyao! "
Jun Xiaoyao drank a pot of wine?
Black hair fluttering in the wind, free and unrestrained?
He was like an immortal in wine.
As he chanted?
His arrogance soared to the heavens.
It swept up the sun, moon, and stars, and shook the firmament!
At this moment?
The entire Hangu Pass was shaking!
"What's going on? What happened?"
"It's the Son Of God of the Jun Family. He seems to be … reciting a poem!"
"The Son Of God of the Jun Family is still in the mood to recite poetry?"
"Born to be the leader of men?
Only I and the heavens share the same lifespan. Is the Son Of God of the Jun Family comparing himself to the heavens, provoking the heavens? "Some of the geniuses were carefully analyzing the poem.
They trembled for a moment.
"Don't be idle. You've lost your youth, and it's empty and sorrowful …" Some cultivators muttered. Why?
They were actually touched?
Tears flowed from their eyes.
This Emperor's Road was too cruel.
It was so cruel that some of the geniuses' Dao hearts collapsed, unable to persist at all.
They were either dispirited in Imperial Pass or preparing to return home.
However, at this moment, when they heard this poem, some of the geniuses' eyes gradually lit up.
"The Son Of God of the Jun Family is so heroic even when playing against the heavens. What do our difficulties count for?"
"That's right. You've lost your youth, and it's empty and sorrowful. I will continue on this path!"
"Even if I'm destined to be ordinary in the end, I will torment myself until I die. This is the path that belongs to me!"
Many cultivators were affected, and their eyes reddened.
There were even some who bowed deeply at ninety degrees to Jun Xiaoyao's residence.
Jun Xiaoyao's words woke them up.
He let them know what it meant to fight against the heavens. It was endless joy!
At this moment, next to the spiritual spring in the courtyard.
All the women present seemed to have become infatuated.
At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao was wearing a simple white robe. He held a wine pot in one hand and recited a poem. His heroic spirit was boundless between heaven and earth!
His figure swayed, as if he was drunk, but not drunk. His handsome face was free and unrestrained.
His drunken state was like a jade mountain that was about to collapse.
What a breathtaking scene this was.
It could simply capture the heart of any woman in an instant.
Unfortunately, only the women present could appreciate it.
"The great river flows east, and the waves are washed away. Among the outstanding figures of the ages, only I, Xiaoyao …" Jiang Shengyi muttered. The more she thought about it, the more she liked it.
This was her sweetheart, a peerless man who hid the sun and moon in his chest, whose aura shook the world!
"Big Brother Xiaoyao …" Jiang Luoli was intoxicated as she listened.
Jun Xiaoyao was too outstanding, so outstanding that she couldn't extricate herself.
"I never thought that Little Big Brother Xiaoyao would be like this when he's drunk. It's a bit … too handsome …" Xiao Moxian's face was flushed red.
When she said that she would find a way to become Jun Xiaoyao's concubine, the truth was that she was joking.
But now, she discovered that her heart really was moved.
"His talent is unparalleled, his talent is shocking." Mu Yuehan muttered to herself, also dazed.
She never thought that Jun Xiaoyao would not only have unparalleled talent and unparalleled strength, but he would also have such talent.
A casual poem from him was filled with heroic spirit. It was enough to be a classic that would be passed down through the ages.
The arrogant Princess Longji could only sigh in admiration. Her eyes couldn't help but shine.
The word 'perfect' seemed to be created for Jun Xiaoyao.
"This boy Xiaoyao, he really likes to show off …" Jun Mulan mumbled.
Although she said this, her face was still a bit red.
It was hard to imagine that even this tomboy would blush.
Finally, Jun Xiaoyao passed out drunk.
He had allowed himself to be drunk on his own initiative.
Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to be drunk even if he drank 10,000 bottles of seven-step wine.
Jiang Shengyi and the other women were also drunk.
They weren't drunk, they were drunk because of Jun Xiaoyao.
The next day.
When they woke up, they didn't see Jun Xiaoyao's figure.
"Xiaoyao …" Jiang Shengyi's heart trembled.
They still needed to refine the Seal of Dao Affirmation in Hangu Pass, so it was impossible for them to step onto the ancient ultimate road so early.
At this time, outside the courtyard, there was a loud commotion.
Jiang Shengyi and the other women put on their clothes and went out. They saw Lord Grim and the others.
"Where is Xiaoyao?" Jiang Shengyi asked, her heart tightening.
Jiang Luoli and the others were also worried.
Lord Grim sighed. "Go to the city gate and take a look."
Then, the group arrived at the exit of Hangu Pass.
They found that a large group of prodigies had gathered here. Even Supreme Du Tuo was there.
Their gazes fell on the city wall.
Jiang Shengyi glanced over and saw two lines of words engraved on the city wall.
…
When I become an immortal, I dare the sun and moon to change the heavens!
…
The boldness of the strokes stunned the ages. Their heroic spirit soared to the heavens!
Among the younger generation, there was only one person who could have such boldness …
Jun Xiaoyao!
"He's already left …"
Jiang Shengyi muttered absent-mindedly. A tear fell from the corner of her eye.
There was no farewell.
There was no goodbye.
After getting drunk, Jun Xiaoyao stepped onto the Ancient Road of Ultimate all by himself.
The strong were always lonely.
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