I, the first son, became a woman

After the Wuming Pavilion killer finished speaking, he turned around and was about to walk behind Jian Feiyu.

It was the moment when he just passed by, blocking Jian Feiyu's vision.

Almost instantly.

puff!

"Young...young master?!"

His eyes widened in disbelief.

The fierce sword energy fell on him.

The killer of Wuming Pavilion had a grim face, and he turned around with difficulty and looked at Jian Feiyu.

But he could no longer speak.

The blood welling up from his throat blocked his throat, causing the killer to cough suddenly.

Pfft!

The vigorous figure quickly lay down on the ground as Jian Feiyu retracted the long sword in his hand, raising countless fallen leaves from the ground, covering his body.

Quietly glanced at the corpse under his feet.

Jian Feiyu raised his head again, and glanced at the left and right sides cautiously and covetously.

He seemed distraught.

There are countless entanglements, hesitation, worries... and the determination to finally grit his teeth in his complexion.

Boom!

Another thunderbolt fell, and a golden brilliance exploded in the sky.

"This terrible weather... Shall we find a place to rest?"

It was clearly still daytime.

But when Qi Xiunian looked up, it was pitch black, almost like a night.

And there was a strong wind all around, better than ever.

Even those giant trees that are as thick as jars are now shaking with the hurricane, crackling and resounding like yellow sand sweeping and rolling, making people feel a terrible and gloomy feeling like the end of the world is coming.

Seeing that the weather is getting worse and worse, there is even a vague sense of ominousness.

So after hesitating, Qi Xiunian finally shook his head and looked at Xia Juan.

"Now...I'm afraid it won't work."

After a while of silence, I looked at the weather around me, and was also confused for a while.

But after thinking about it, Xia Juan quickly sighed.

"The weather is bad and bad, and it won't have any major impact on us for the time being."

"But now we are almost arriving at Huanyue City. If we stop suddenly when we are about to arrive at the destination, if it causes some mistakes... then the loss outweighs the gain."

"What's more, we managed to get rid of Tianxuan Lingyu and Qi Xunran and others, and now we are the most..."

"Who?!"

Boom!

The moment the sonorous voice just fell.

Xia Juan narrowed her eyes, stopped her words in an instant, turned around abruptly, and stared at the dark darkness behind her.

"Someone?!"

Beside him, Qi Xiunian's realm was relatively low, and it was difficult to feel any movement in this noisy environment.

But when he heard Xia Juan's voice and expression.

He suddenly came to his senses, and immediately pulled out the Seven Star Kunwu Sword in his hand, laying it across his chest.

"who is it?"

Qi Xiunian looked solemn, and asked Xia Juan cautiously.

"I am not sure as well."

"The movement is very small...so small...so small that I can't feel it again..."

Looking around with an earthy face, he felt that the aura he had just noticed disappeared again.

The other party... must be a master of concealment!

Staring covetously, trembling with fear, like a frightened bird.

Xia Juan took out the Zhu Xian Sword without hesitation, and Qi Xiunian looked at two different directions.

But it is so dedicated and cautious.

A thunderbolt fell from the sky.

With a bang, another big tree was struck by the thunder, burning into a raging fire, and the sound of sizzling lingered in my ears.

Also beside this big tree.

A figure with steady steps finally came out step by step from the dim light of the raging fire.

"……Be careful!"

He squeezed the hilt of his sword tightly, and spoke to Xia Juan.

Qi Xiunian tightly grasped the Seven Star Kunwu Sword, ready to go.

Next to him, Xia Juan grasped the Zhuxian sword, and was also thinking about how to make himself and Qi Xiunian survive this calamity.

But until she raised her head and saw who was coming.

For a moment, all that was left was suspicion and surprise.

"Jian Feiyu...?"

Subconsciously blurted out, and put down the Zhuxian sword lying across his chest.

Xia Juan looked at Jian Feiyu who was getting closer and closer, and sneered.

"Jian Feiyu, you are not my opponent."

"If you want to stop me..."

"I advise you not to wishful thinking."

"and also……"

"In any case, I'm very grateful to you for the robbery of the Falun Gong last time... You also helped my Xia family a lot."

"So I hope you will take care of yourself... I don't want to shoot you again, understand?"

Putting down the Zhuxian sword, he sighed and glanced at Jian Feiyu in front of him.

For Jian Feiyu, Xia Juan's feelings are actually very complicated.

For him, Xia Juan has neither love nor hatred.

If there is any feeling...in fact, it is a very inexplicable sense of encounter.

At first, this guy helped him first, and later became his enemy...

Then I started to help myself, and now I became the enemy again...

Xia Juan always felt that Jian Feiyu was schizophrenic.

Or to put it another way... He always seems to be hiding something, bitterness and hatred, but he doesn't tell anyone.

Or……

Suddenly thought of something.

Xia Juan, who reacted quickly, turned his eyes, and immediately noticed a trace of clues.

From Jian Feiyu's words in the past, it can be heard that although he called the owner of the Wuming Pavilion as a foster father...

But the two of them... don't seem to be that familiar...or close!

Could it be that Jian Feiyu changed sides again and again.

Is he making choices between himself and Wuming Pavilion again and again, can't he help himself?

Came back to God in a trance, thoughtful.

Looking up again, Xia Juan found that Jian Feiyu had already walked in front of her with an expressionless face, just like when she first met him.

Chapter 1295 Mysterious Object

"Back off."

The two were looking at each other like this.

In front of Xia Juan, Qi Xiunian still held the Qixing Kunwu Sword, blocking Jian Feiyu's advance.

"..."

His eyes tilted slightly, and he glanced at Qi Xiunian.

Jian Feiyu didn't say a word.

In the next second, it suddenly flashed in this instant, grabbed the Seven Star Kunwu Sword in Qi Xiunian's hand, and snatched it away.

"I didn't come to catch you!"

Whoosh!

The moment he snatched the Seven Star Kunwu Sword, Jian Feiyu turned his arm, and handed the weapon back to Qi Xiunian, who had eyes full of doubts.

Standing behind Qi Xiunian, Xia Juan watched everything in front of him silently from the beginning to the end.

She saw that Jian Feiyu had no killing intent.

He also knew that even though he couldn't kill Jian Feiyu in seconds.

But the opponent is not his opponent at all.

Therefore, regarding Jian Feiyu's sudden attack, Xia Juan was mature and stable, without the slightest disturbance.

She just looked at Jian Feiyu quietly as before, skipped Qi Xiunian in front of her, and walked slowly in front of Jian Feiyu.

"Then what are you doing here?"

"how……"

"Aren't they... not with you?"

He glanced at Jian Feiyu.

Xia Juan rolled her eyes and found that Jian Feiyu came alone this time.

Without Qi Xunran, there would be no killers from Wuming Pavilion and members of the Demon Cult.

"They didn't know I found you."

He hesitated for a moment, a trace of entanglement flashed in his eyes.

Jian Feiyu stretched his hand into his bosom and pinched something.

But at this moment, he seemed to be silent for a moment, and he never stretched out his arm that was pinching something.

"Ok?"

Frowning, he sized up Jian Feiyu's arm.

Xia Juan understood in an instant that Jian Feiyu... wanted to give him something.

Or……

He is going to take out his magic weapon and sneak attack himself?

Defenses can not do without.

In this world, apart from my parents, sister, there is also someone surnamed Ye.

Except for them, Xia Juan would not trust anyone now.