I, the first son, became a woman

Naturally, the strength of the second floor of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm cannot be resisted by these Wuming Pavilion killers and Demon Sect disciples.

Jian Feiyu was stunned by anger, and dozens of figures flew out in an instant.

The big trees in the sky also snapped and fell down in a snap.

I... have to leave quickly!

He knew that he could repel and resist for a while, but it was impossible to truly defeat the hundreds of people in front of him.

especially……

His face changed, knowing that he didn't have much time, he didn't dare to think about it.

Jian Feiyu watched as the imposing killers in front of him were temporarily repelled by him and left.

As soon as he turned around, he urged all the mana in his body in a desperate manner, and flew towards the distance in an instant.

"Oh?...Where are you going!"

Got it!

With a tug in my heart, I suddenly fell into the bottom of the valley.

Just as Jian Feiyu's figure flew out, suddenly a black figure flew out from behind Qi Xunran like lightning.

Jian Feiyu's expression changed.

Turning his head, five fingers landed on his head with a snap.

"what!"

Click!

I felt a sharp pain in my neck.

The strong electric current seemed to be able to swallow the soul's pain, causing Jian Feiyu to lose control of his body in an instant, and the whole person came to an abrupt stop.

"Jian Feiyu, where do you want to go?!"

puff!

One hand controlled Jian Feiyu's body.

The other hand suddenly raised while grinning.

Bang it!

Five fingers stained with blood pierced Jian Feiyu's back all at once.

"Uh...poof—!"

The blood gushed out of his mouth like a fountain.

His blood-red eyes widened.

Jian Feiyu's figure bowed uncontrollably.

He didn't have time to react at all.

The moment the body was forced to bow.

Behind him, the messenger of darkness grinned and raised his elbow suddenly, as if carrying the mighty power of a stormy sea.

Boom-!

A burst!

Jian Feiyu was covered with scars, and his dilapidated figure fell directly to the ground within a second, falling to the ground and unable to get up.

"Arrest him!"

Seeing that Jian Feiyu was defeated by the dark messenger, he fell to the ground dying.

Qi Xunran nodded and smiled contentedly.

He pointed his arm, and several of his subordinates hurried over, wrapped around Jian Feiyu's limbs, lifted them up, and carried them to Jian Feiyu's front.

"You... don't you want to escape?"

"I want to see, where else can you escape?"

He walked unhurriedly in front of Jian Feiyu.

Seeing helplessly that he was powerless, Qi Xunran stood proudly in front of him.

Jian Feiyu was dying, and spit out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't have any strength to break free.

The strength of Creation Realm...is not something he can fight against now.

The Dark Messenger, an old monster that has lived for thousands of years...

It's not something the current self can resist...

"Cough cough..."

He coughed violently, his body trembled, and blood flowed profusely.

Panting, Jian Feiyu half-opened his eyes and looked at Qi Xunran in front of him.

Only his head just lifted.

Puff!

A long sword suddenly stabbed in with Qi Xunran's footsteps, piercing through his body completely.

"Pavilion Master Jiao told me..."

"You, Jian Feiyu... are very talented. It's a pity that you are too sentimental to be a killer."

"He thought you could be the most successful test product in Wuming Pavilion, but unfortunately...you seem to be just a failure."

"As for the failed product... what will happen in the Wuming Pavilion, I think you should also know?"

Turning his head, he looked at the dumbfounded face that was motionless because of his sword piercing through it.

The blood stained Jian Feiyu's face red, making him look more embarrassed and depressed than ever before.

It made Qi Xunran feel a long-lost feeling of dominating and ruling the world.

"By the way, there is one more thing I forgot to tell you."

"Pavilion Master Jiao told me... If you really betrayed, you will surely die."

"Before I die, I might as well tell you one thing."

He raised his eyebrows, like a playful dude.

Qi Xunran leaned close to Jian Feiyu's ear, opened his mouth softly, and only said a few short words.

However, at this time, Jian Feiyu's face seemed to have no change.

"Okay, you can reunite with your ugly sister who died young."

After speaking slowly, he left Jian Feiyu who was now covered in mud in disgust.

Qi Xunran shook his head and smiled, and the dark messenger followed behind him with a whoosh, waiting quietly.

"Do they want to go to Huanyue City?"

"Hmph... let's go! Let's follow along!"

Chapter 1297 Secret Talk

"This weather... Sigh! Ever since the Nine Stars of the Fiend, there have been all kinds of strange phenomena, but I don't know what kind of son will be born in this world."

Dressed in casual clothes, standing with hands behind his back.

Strolling in Huanyue City, Tibetan Qing, who is now the first Shuwei in the city, looks worried about the country and the people, sighing with emotion.

In just a few years, he has changed from the housekeeper of the Prince's Mansion to the chief Shuwei in Huanyue City who has less than one person and more than [-] people.

In charge of the scheduling of the entire city.

But that's why.

Although he had been prepared for a long time in his heart, it was only at this time that Tibetan Qing finally understood.

A city, countless people.

Far from being comparable to a Prince's Mansion.

This makes Tibetan Qing, who likes freedom by nature and is lively and cheerful, gradually feel the pressure.

There are countless things to worry about every day, and things can never be finished, like a mountain pressing on me.

So it was later.

Every afternoon, in such a sliver of free time.

The Tibetan Qing will retreat to the government and wear plain clothes.

He didn't bring his guards with him, but walked alone in the streets and alleys of Huanyue City, looking for his favorite street popularity.

But look at the weather today...

"I'm afraid it's better for me to go back earlier, so as not to be drenched in water."

He looked up at the sky above his head, which was now getting darker and denser.

Now it has started to drizzle, if it takes a while longer, I am afraid that even my underwear will not be spared, it will get wet.

So sigh.

In desperation, Cang Qing could only shake his head, ready to return to his mansion again to face the piles of documents and materials as high as mountains.

He looked up.

But suddenly, he saw a black shadow blocking himself under the drizzle in front of him.

"Huh? Want to take a photo?"

Frowning, he was a little surprised for a while.

However, as the city's chief Shuwei who is known as "close to the people" in Huanyue City.

Tibetan Qing coughed and looked around.

"But there are no painters around now, I see..."

"Wait! Sister-in-law... sister-in-law???!"

Stretching out his hand, he was about to persuade the people in front of him to leave.

However, Tibetan Qing took a closer look.

This……

Isn't the person in front of him Xia Juan? ! !

"Sister-in-law, how did you come to Huanyue City... Uh! Uh!!!"

He looked at Xia Juan in amazement and astonishment.

Zang Qing was about to speak, but the next second, he felt someone covering his mouth from behind.

A strange smell soon permeated the nostrils.

Tibetan blue is like a domestic pig scalded by boiling water, constantly baring its teeth and claws, thumping back and forth.

In the end, under the ecstasy drug, he finally passed out completely.

"Don't worry, no one saw you!"

The face is changed, so that others will not recognize their true appearance.

Qi Xiunian covered Tibetan Qing's mouth with a cloth towel in one hand, and hugged him with the other, "Strong man locks the man".

"Well... let's hurry to a safe place and wake up Tibetan Qing again!"

On the opposite side, Xia Juan looked around cautiously.

Fortunately, the weather is bad, the wind is strong, and the light rain is falling slowly.

In addition, they deliberately chose a relatively remote street.

So for a while, it was not discovered.