Chapter 662: Familiar aura; I want something from you; the mask is removed

At this moment, the entire Juque City was the center of attention.

Everyone's gaze converged.

Amidst the brilliance, a stunningly beautiful woman wearing a treasure-blue silk brocade glazed dress stepped down with lotus steps.

The woman was about twenty years old, her skin as white as jade, her face like grease jade, her figure to the extreme, with graceful curves.

Her smooth, supple dark hair was tied into a bun, inserted with a peacock-blue gemstone hairpin, looking luxurious amidst the low-key.

She had bright eyes and white teeth, her jade face as moving as a lotus flower emerging from water.

But she didn't look like the kind of woman who only had appearance; her pair of beautiful eyes were deep and profound, carrying an intellectual temperament.

She also had a kind of beautiful and elegant woman's charm.

This woman was none other than the Xia Clan's eldest young lady, Xia Bingyun.

"Greetings, Miss."

Around the tavern, some Xia Clan members cupped their hands.

Over the years, without the help of Xia Bingyun and the Cornucopia, the Xia Clan could not have developed to such a flourishing level.

"That Pit of Sin, daring to kidnap my sister, is truly hateful, but fortunately, she was saved by a hero. Bingyun would like to see him."

Xia Bingyun's mouth contained a smile, exceptionally moving.

Making a group of male cultivators in Juque City stare blankly.

Xia Bingyun was not just a beauty, but a walking immortal marrow vein!

Looking at the soft and beautiful leg lines appearing between Xia Bingyun's skirt, a group of men present just wanted to hug Xia Bingyun's thigh and say, "I don't want to work hard anymore."

Of course, they could only think about it in their dreams.

At this moment, inside the tavern, Within Jun Xiaoyao sat casually on a grand master chair.

Beside him, Yan Rumeng was kneading Within Jun Xiaoyao's shoulders.

Xia Chuqing also had a smile on her face.

There were also the Feng Clan Quasi-Supreme, Feng Xiaotian, and others present.

Although Feng Xiaotian's performance was unbearable and he almost didn't help at all.

But the Feng Clan was a supreme clan after all, and the Xia Clan elders were embarrassed to exclude him.

"Finally, I can see Bingyun." Feng Xiaotian had a trace of excitement in his expression.

Although the situation did not develop as he had imagined.

But as long as they met, there was a chance.

He believed that he, this Feng Clan Daoist, would always be more trusted by Xia Bingyun than that ghost-faced man of unknown origin.

A moment later, a brilliant and beautiful woman entered the tavern with graceful steps; it was Xia Bingyun.

"Miss..."

The surrounding Xia Clan elders all cupped their hands slightly toward Xia Bingyun.

After all, Xia Bingyun was almost confirmed to be the next female head of the Xia Clan.

In the future, the entire Xia Clan would have to listen to her orders.

Xia Bingyun didn't care about others; her first glance was at the ghost-faced man who was still sitting casually on the grand master chair tasting tea.

As a strong woman in business, Xia Bingyun naturally had a certain vision.

She immediately sensed that the man in front of her was absolutely a big shot who could not be provoked and was high and mighty with a heaven-shaking origin.

That kind of calm and indifferent temperament, overlooking billions of living beings, could not be imitated at will.

"Sister Bingyun!"

Seeing Xia Bingyun enter, Xia Chuqing also rushed into Xia Bingyun's arms like a returning swallow.

"It's good that you're fine; I won't let you go out next time." Xia Bingyun rubbed Xia Chuqing's small head, her beautiful eyes also carrying a trace of doting.

However, what made her suspicious was, how did the people in the Pit of Sin know Xia Chuqing's route?

The route she took to the Rioting Star Sea to collect supplies should only be known by the Merchant Alliance.

"Sister Bingyun, it was that little brother who saved me," Xia Chuqing raised her small face and said.

Xia Bingyun saw this and bowed slightly to Within Jun Xiaoyao: "Bingyun thanks the Young Master for saving my sister."

"Just a small effort, no need," Within Jun Xiaoyao was still sitting on the grand master chair. He sipped his tea indifferently and said.

This caused Xia Bingyun's eyes to reveal a strange look.

Other men who saw her were all terrified, fearing that they would neglect her somewhere and make her unhappy.

And the man in front of her was calm and relaxed, let alone returning the salute, he hadn't even stood up from the chair.

In other words, he didn't treat Xia Bingyun as someone of equal status.

Xia Bingyun wasn't angry either; she was even more certain that the man in front of her had an amazing origin.

And what Xia Bingyun didn't know was that beneath the mask, Within Jun Xiaoyao's eyes also contained a strange look.

"That aura, could it be..." Within Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

He felt an aura from Xia Bingyun.

An aura that made him somewhat familiar.

"Emperor Weapon, Cornucopia, could it be..." Within Jun Xiaoyao's eyes brightened slightly as if he had thought of something.

A path worn out in search of iron shoes, but it was found without any effort.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his idea of conquering Xia Bingyun and the Xia Clan became even more certain.

"Since the Young Master saved my sister, any reward can be proposed, and my Xia Clan should be able to satisfy it."

Xia Bingyun's demeanor remained appropriate, without any dissatisfaction due to Within Jun Xiaoyao's attitude.

This mental state made Within Jun Xiaoyao nod secretly.

It was truly good material for a housekeeper.

"Since that's the case, then I won't be polite. I want you..."

Within Jun Xiaoyao's words paused.

Everyone around was stunned.

Want Xia Bingyun?

Good fellow, this is no longer wanting to eat a peach.

This is wanting to open a peach garden.

A group of Xia Clan elders were also stunned.

Although they did want to recruit Within Jun Xiaoyao, saying directly that they wanted their Xia Clan's eldest young lady was a bit too abrupt.

Feng Xiaotian even revealed a sneer.

A white, rich, and beautiful woman he couldn't even chase, how could this ghost-faced man in front of him do it?

Not to mention this straight-man-style opening, it simply offended the beauty.

However, what surprised Feng Xiaotian and everyone was that Xia Bingyun still didn't have a trace of annoyance.

Just as she was about to say something, Within Jun Xiaoyao continued: "I want something on you."

This caused a group of people to drop their glasses.

Can you finish a sentence?

Xia Bingyun also covered her mouth and smiled: "The Young Master is truly humorous. What do you want from Bingyun?"

Within Jun Xiaoyao tapped the armrest of the grand master chair with his fingers and said indifferently: "It's not convenient here; let's find a quiet place to talk privately."

Within Jun Xiaoyao already had a plan in his heart.

This fat sheep Xia Bingyun, if he didn't pluck some wool, how could he be worthy of saving Xia Chuqing?

At this, Feng Xiaotian couldn't sit still.

A man and a woman alone, talking privately in a quiet place, what could they talk about?

"Brother, this is a bit too much. Not to mention anything else, just the mask you're wearing makes people doubt your origin."

Feng Xiaotian was righteous, looking like he was thinking for Xia Bingyun.

"What does it have to do with you?" Within Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly, feeling it was somewhat funny.

Feng Xiaotian's eyes flashed, and the next moment, his figure turned into a wind, instantly sweeping to Within Jun Xiaoyao's front, directly grabbing the ghost-face mask on his face.

He wanted to know who this guy was who dared to flirt with Xia Bingyun but hid his head and showed his tail.

Within Jun Xiaoyao didn't react either; anyway, he didn't need to hide anything anymore.

The mask was removed, and instantly, a handsome, flawless, clear, and dusty face, like a banished immortal, appeared in everyone's eyes.

When seeing this face, all the men present were stunned, shocked, and amazed.

The women were suffocated, infatuated, and dripping.

I don't know who it was, but they exclaimed in a horrified tone: "It's the Jun Clan's Son of God! It's actually him!" ===== CHAPTER 663 =====