I, the first son, became a woman

She seemed to sense something was wrong, and quickly cast her eyes towards the pool.

"Don't look, judging by the physique of that useless adulterer of yours, I'm afraid it's already..."

"Xia Juan!"

Qian Yuhou hadn't finished speaking with a wicked smile.

Mo Muqing ignored the other party at all, and ran behind Qian Yuhou at once.

"Oh? Still alive?!"

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

That kick, I took advantage of it unprepared, and it was almost a fatal blow!

This guy actually still...

His face changed, Qian Yuhou pretended to be indifferent, and turned around.

But at such a moment, he suddenly became a little dazed.

Beside the pool.

Xia Juan's body was half submerged in the Tan, half exposed.

She supported her broken right hand with her left hand.

The pair of boots that he accidentally took off were caught between his fingers.

Xia Juan's eyes are like a hunter staring at his prey.

The strong killing intent was almost constantly emanating from those pupils, permeating and piercing into people's hearts!

Her shawl was loose and drenched.

The long hair wrapped her face, making it hazy and blurry.

It actually made her already feminine face softer and more beautiful.

So at the moment of turning around, Hou Qianyu opened his mouth slightly uncontrollably, hesitating for a moment.

But soon, she trembled and came back to her senses.

"Xia Juan, are you injured?!"

In front of him, Mo Muqing rushed over and hurriedly supported the wet Xia Juan.

"I... ph... ph... it's okay!"

Out of breath.

While gently preparing to push Mo Muqing away, Xia Juan kept swallowing her saliva and went ashore with a pale face.

"Come on, quickly swallow the pill!"

Lowering his head, he took out another priceless healing elixir.

Xia Juan nodded and stretched out his hand to wrap it around.

Taking advantage of Mo Muqing's inattention, she changed the position again and swallowed her own elixir.

"Xia Juan, let's go over there and rest for a while."

"it is good!"

Xia Juan didn't say a word.

Accompanied by Mo Muqing, she walked towards a stone slab.

"Huh...huh..."

Click!

With a twist that has been brewing for a long time.

The dislocated hand bones finally returned to their original state under severe pain.

It's just... a little inflexible...

Xia Juan gritted her teeth, not letting herself make any sound.

Fear of pain is cowardice...!

I... will not lose face in front of others!

The man of the Xia family... will not be in pain!Not afraid of pain!

Xia Juan followed Mo Muqing unhurriedly to the stone slab, crouched down, and finally sat down.

In an instant, the whole body felt more comfortable than ever before, and Xia Juan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"call……"

Xia Juan let out a long breath of turbid air, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Melting the elixir in the body, repairing the pain on the body.

After a while, Xia Juan opened his eyes and saw Qian Yuhou who was also healing on the opposite side.

A young servant was wiping a slight scratch on his face with a soft and precious cloth towel.

It was caused by him flying out when he was entangled with his own ice whip.

"Humph……"

Xia Juan sneered, then turned to look at Mo Muqing.

"Xia Juan, how are you doing?!"

"It's okay... just a small injury. A manly man..."

"A manly man...?!"

Uh hum.

Mo Muqing raised her eyebrows and looked at Xia Juan with interest.

Oh, right……

Mo Muqing knew that she was a woman's business now.

Xia Juan couldn't help but lowered his head with a bitter smile and shook his head.

"Just treat me as a normal man... It's my little request and wish."

"That won't work."

Mo Muqing smiled and shook her head.

"If you were a normal man, then I certainly wouldn't ask you to do me this favor."

"but……"

"Xia Juan, I'm actually really curious sometimes, what exactly are you..."

The voice did not fall.

Seeing the frozen smile on Xia Juan's face and the lonely lowering of his head.

Mo Muqing is also a smart person, and she immediately understood that this was not a question she could ask.

Himself, overstepped.

Nodding her head, Mo Muqing changed the topic and changed the subject.

"Okay, don't talk about that."

"It's you..."

"With your current body... can you compete with that guy in swordsmanship?!"

"fencing……"

He silently read these two words in his mouth.

Xia Juan's indifferent and unfeeling eyes slowly lifted up, focusing on Qian Yuhou who was facing him.

The third sister Xia Lingqiu taught herself "sword dance".

The second sister Xia Huaimu taught herself to "surging like a storm".

Qian Yuhou, I, Xia Juan, want you to repay ten times the revenge for this kick!

With a blank face, Xia Juan nodded silently.

But no one paid attention.

Outside of this hustle and bustle, above a big tree wrapped in shadows.

A lounging figure looked at everything thoughtfully.

Chapter 424

The night is already deep.

The bright moon in the sky exudes a soft and beautiful light.

It seems to be able to contain everything in this world and bring out a kind of beauty.

This is the case in the capital.

But in the outskirts of the capital, it is not necessarily the case.

After a stick of incense time.

With a slightly stinging yet impatient roar.

Marquis Qian Yu pushed away the servant beside him who was wiping his wound.

"Clumsy trash."

Didn't even look at it.

Stepping on the opponent's body, the servant's screams can be heard next to his ears.

Qian Yuhou was expressionless, and walked in front of Xia Juan unhurriedly.

"It's the last match... We will know who wins and who loses soon."

"Yes."

Xia Juan raised his head to look at Qian Yuhou.

Only then did he finally stand up and stretch his muscles.

There are more than 200 bones all over the body, and there are crisp and violent crackling sounds.

"Oh! Pretentious!"

Marquis Qian Yu gave Xia Juan a disdainful look, and walked to a table where weapons were displayed.

"You choose first."

He stood with his hands behind his back, casually giving people an invisible oppression.

But for Xia Juan, there is no priority.

"I do not need."

Xia Juan shook his head, and took out a long sword from his treasure bag.

This long sword was the one that hung in the corner of his room when he was in Taiping City.

During this journey, Xia Juan used this long sword all the time.

Invisibly, it can be regarded as some emotion.

Or……

Do you dare to use the weapon given to you by the enemy? !

Xia Juan didn't know what kind of person Qian Yuhou was, and whether he would play tricks in this regard.

don't care either.

But she knows.