Chapter 8 The letter of the first young master of Jiuyou!

Jun Moxie just saw the sudden appearance of the scroll, and the first five words that suddenly appeared, he was shocked to the point of unimaginable!

Judging from the scroll alone, or from the handwriting, either of these two aspects is already too old to be an antique! What's more, the first young man of Jiuyou... This man seems to be a figure of at least 100,000 years ago! The beginning of the Xuanqi of the whole Xuanxuan Continent! The most legendary legendary characters!

How can such a person know himself in ten thousand years? What does he have to do with himself? I even know the name of my previous life! All of this... is unimaginable and difficult to understand!

Is there really anyone who has the supreme power to understand the past and predict the future, all of which are undoubtedly amazing? As the scroll continued to open, the clear handwriting line after line appeared in front of Jun Moxie line by line.

Those handwritings are still so wild and unrestrained, and still so arrogant, self-respecting!

Just by looking at these handwriting, you can imagine how arrogant and domineering the legendary figure, the first young master of Jiuyou, is!

Every word is a head, and every word is a sword!

In the chic and elegant, there is a kind of free and depressing of the world! And Jun Mobang's whole mind was also attracted by this scroll!

"What? You're not scared, are you? Hey hey hey... Little thing, don't be depressed. After all, I'm not scared in front of me. Looking around for thousands of years, I really haven't seen one! I believe you will be no exception!" The arrogance and joking meaning of Yun Duan's words are just like the first young master of Jiuyou standing in front of Jun Mobang, looking at him with contempt and disdain, just like a high god looking at a group of ordinary people, all sentient beings.

"Fly! Are you just trying to scare me with these ghost charms? If you think your heart is wrong, do you think I am the same as those mortals? I really want to be my current character! If I give you some sunshine, you can become this virtue?" Jun Mo Wu couldn't help but be angry and cursed at the air, as if facing the first young master of Jiuyou himself!

Although he knew that the arrogant guy was not in front of him at all, Jun Moxie could feel a burst of inexplicable fighting spirit! Unexpectedly, he was despised by several ghost symbols... This feeling made Jun Mo Wu strongly unconvinced. Besides, I was really scared just now...

"Good boy, I really dare to scold me! I'm really sorry now. If I can stay until now, I can come to your boy, strip off your evil king's clothes and trousers, and let you be naked. In front of all your confidants, Hongguoguo hung up high and beat his big white buttocks fiercely! How dare you scold me? You are so fucking awesome! I really haven't seen such a awesome person as you. You are 100,000 years late! It's your boy's greatest luck!

The sting of the first young master of Jiuyou seems to have predicted all the actions and language psychology of Jun Mo Wu, and it is not bad at all...

"How the fuck! If I catch you, I will peel off your trousers directly and pull you to go to Tianxiang City!" There was a spark in Jun Moxie's eyes, opened his teeth and claws, and grinned and roared.

How can this Jiuyou's first young master's speech be so strong ruffian? It's a little too vulgar, isn't it? It seems that he is a little different from me, and he is the same as me! Naturally, this is also a big doubt in Jun Moxie's heart!

Such a tone is clearly a hooligan and a scoundrel. Is there still a little bit of the style of a generation of masters and legends? From these words, Jun Mowu can vaguely outline a picture: Jiuyou's first young master holds chopsticks in one hand, picks his feet in the other hand, and occasionally puts it on his nose to sniff... It's such a obscene form.

This is very different from the image of this legendary figure, the first young master of Jiuyou in Jun Moxie's heart! It is completely different from the legendary first young master of Jiuyou!

"Isn't it strange for me to speak? Xiao Junxie, I'm still understood by your boy! Girl, as talented as I am, if I really write a large article, it is naturally a small matter, but I'm worried that if you don't see half of it, you will throw this scroll into the stove... I'm not interested in watching it anymore! So, I'm trying so hard for you! It's just that you don't know how to be grateful, and you even scold me for being vulgar..."

Jun Moxie couldn't help sweating in his heart. The first young master of Jiuyou really didn't mis read himself at all. If he really wrote an article in classical Chinese... No matter how much he wrote, it is estimated that he has already been burned... "... I have to say that it's really refreshing to talk like this! You can scold as you want, and you can say whatever you want. It is the highest level of doing whatever you want! Those who are full of mouths are also very kind. Don't say that you don't want to read it, but I'm still not willing to write! What I hate most in my life is that those hypocrites fake Taoism. They actually want to tell me about Taoism and bullshit etiquette... So I was so angry that I burned all the classics in the whole world! Go to his *** ball! Although those people are sanctimonious on the surface, full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, they don't know which brothel to get into at night... Remember, if you meet such a person, you must cut the grass and get rid of it out! Because this kind of pretentious hypocrite is not as good as the hooligans on the street. Although hooligans are not a thing, they are at least bad on the surface.

Jun Mowu, who saw here, finally couldn't help stroking his palms and admiring, and his eyebrows were flying. The temperament of this family was really the same as his own! It really won my heart! Oh, why is it so sour? It should be so appetizing! If it's still there, I can't say that the young master wants to burn yellow paper with him to cut the chicken's head, make a friendship, worship the handle, and be a brother!" ...Cough, this topic seems to be a little far away... Knowing that your son is still bored, I will solve the puzzle for you..."

Jun Moxie frowned and finally found that the first young master of Jiuyou had a mantra: I! I don't call myself Laozi, and I don't call myself anything else. It's such a monotonous one from beginning to end: Ben~&qu;\zi!

You have to be at least more than ten thousand years old. You are a real standard old monster, and you are too embarrassed to call yourself your son... It seems that it's a little inappropriate, right? Master Jun slandered in his heart, but his eyes continued to look down. ...If you scold me again, Ben~&qu;\ will let this scroll stand up, that is, the morning divination is lost. Do you believe it?!"

This sentence makes Jun Moxie completely useless\{6! This Wansi-former ancestor-level figure is really... very different!

"... I live without age. Even if I reach hundreds of millions of years, I still have the face when I was seventeen or seventeen or eight years old! Why can't you call yourself your son? Do you want to see me call myself an old man?! You might as well imagine how you would feel about a 17- or 18-year-old baby face, self-contained husband!" Jun Moxie is called a sweat, a big sweat, a waterfall sweat, and Genghis Khan.

Where is this? The strong thinking of the first young master of Jiuyou really made him regret! I always said that I wanted to explain, but until now, I didn't explain a word, just talking nonsense! Isn't this a hangman's mouth?

Besides, even if I scold you now... You don't have the ability to make this scroll disappear immediately... Do you think this was still 100,000 years ago?

"...Forget it, everyone understands, and I don't think I can scare you! However, it is rare for me to have such an opportunity to flirt with my descendants, especially after 100,000 years of flirting with your boy, which makes me have a lot of sense of achievement, and it is also your boy's respect for the old and virtuous! Jun Xie, you can continue to watch it patiently.

Jun Mo Wu's eyes were white and almost fainted. This girl's bad taste is not so strong! If you really respect a baby face that has always maintained seventeen or eighty-eight, then...

... Don't think about it. I know what you are thinking and wondering, but I want to tell you solemnly: you are a little fool! Extremely stupid little guy, you guessed it wrong! It's completely wrong, it's a big mistake, it's a big mistake!"

Jun Mo Wu really has an impulse to tear up this scroll now... Facing a scroll, he has been scolded for nearly half an hour... What's the matter with this ***!

"... You must be guessing that I probably come from the same place as you! Wow, haha, you aluminum bird... I have a lot of magic power, but it's not you little boy who can masturbate. It's depressing, braised..."

Jun Mo Wu breathed heavily, and blue veins burst out of his forehead... I was actually despised so much. One, one, one, one, one, "I come from Jiuyou! Do you know what Jiuyou is? Good boy, I'll tell you slowly. Be patient. Don't worry. It's no use being anxious..."

Master Jun finally roared, turned over and stood up, and punched the five words on the stone wall! I was so teased by this guy that I was almost furious... After venting and gasping for a while, I sat down again.

As he expected, the stone wall did not move, and not even a little stone debris fell down. It's not that the stone wall is too hard, but that the first young man in Jiuyou at the beginning took a special method to make it look like one by one, one, one, one r

"Gaga... I really can't help it... Little boy, your mind still needs a lot of training..." There was a strange smile on the scroll, and Jun Moxie intuitively could see the way a young guy who seemed to be smiling happily.

"I'm not angry, I'm not angry... I'm not angry! If you are angry, you will be tricked by him! Never be angry!" Jun Mo Wu said silently, took a deep breath, and then concentrated his mind back. D