I, the first son, became a woman

Xia Juan's heart went blank for a while, and he didn't dare to speak.

She was afraid that even the slightest movement of her face would cause Yi Rong to be even more broken.

She kept her eyes open and her mouth tightly shut.

Even breathing stopped abruptly in an instant, holding his breath and concentrating.

"Ha ha!"

On the other side, Marquis Qian Yu saw Xia Juan landed in a hurry, in a panic.

Thinking that she had succeeded in her scheme, Xia Juan was wounded by her own dagger.

Qian Yuhou's hands and feet were quick, and he grabbed the black iron sword on the ground with an impact.

A sword pierces through!

But at this moment, Xia Juan had no time to care about Qian Yuhou.

Her fear and attention were almost completely attracted by the fact that Yi Rong was about to break.

She turned around in a panic, covering her face with her hands.

The rotation of mana constantly repaired the cracks on his face.

She must not let this secret leak out!

especially……

Absolutely not in front of Qian Yuhou!

Otherwise, I will be lost forever!

It has been accumulated for a long time, plus a huge pressure that I have caused on myself all the time.

Xia Juan even forgot his own safety, his own life and death in an instant.

So she turned around without hesitation at once, facing Qian Yuhou and his disciples with her back.

All of this happened almost at the same time!

"Xia Juan?!"

On the opposite side of Xia Juan's turn, Mo Muqing frowned instantly, sensing something was wrong!

But before she could react, she thought carefully.

Behind Xia Juan, the Xuantie sword in Qian Yuhou's hand was merciless, coming like a broken bamboo.

Under the dark iron sword that blocks the sky and the sun.

Xia Juan's figure suddenly became smaller and smaller.

"not good!"

"Qian Yuhou! Stop it!!!"

Mo Muqing didn't know why Xia Juan turned around suddenly.

But she understood in an instant.

With Qian Yuhou's merciless sword strike, Xia Juan might either die or be injured!

With a wave of Mo Muqing's hand, the whole thing flew out in an instant.

But it was too late.

In an instant, Marquis Qianyu's black iron sword almost pressed down on Xia Juan's neck.

Almost everyone can predict what will happen in the next second.

Xia Juan's head might be cut off abruptly!

"what--!"

Some timid doormen.

Already let out a cry of disgust and fear, squinting their eyes and hugging each other.

But the next second.

Those eyes that were slightly squinted opened wide in an instant.

"what is that?!"

"That is--?!"

"Master Hou, be careful!"

"Um?!"

Hear the trivial things beside him.

Frowning, Qian Yuhou raised his head at the same time.

In mid-air, a dart was spinning continuously, sweeping towards it!

The dart continued to split, one into two, and two into four.

In the blink of an eye, countless darts suddenly came towards him.

"not good?!"

Qian Yuhou reacted instantly.

The Xuantie sword that was about to cut at Xia Juan was raised hastily for a while.

Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!

His eyes were sharp, and he closed and opened them.

In an instant, he could clearly see the reality of the darts flying all over the sky.

After a few swings, a few darts landed.

The rain of darts that filled the sky just now also disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Blindfolding...? Damn it! Who is it?!"

Qian Yuhou squinted his eyes and glanced around.

But looking around, it was so quiet that there was no sound at all.

"Um?!"

He listens to all directions and sees all directions.

In addition, judging from the trajectory of the dart, this person should not be far away from him.

But at this moment...

I can't even detect the breath and position of the other party? !

This person's concealment technique...

Frowning tightly, Qian Yuhou seemed to have forgotten the fight with Xia Juan for a while.

He pinched the black iron sword in his hand, his eyeballs kept turning, and he turned around from time to time.

At the end, he finally shook his head and hesitated.

"Strange... Could it be that he left?!"

"Who is this person?!"

Thoughtful, Qian Yuhou stood where he was, motionless.

"Xia Juan, are you alright?!"

Beside Qian Yuhou.

Mo Muqing finally took the opportunity to jump up, pinching Xia Juan's shoulders with both hands.

"Mu Qing, how is the disguise on my face now?!"

After a while of repairing, Xia Juan quickly raised her head and whispered nervously.

"So you..."

Mo Muqing was taken aback, and couldn't help but look at Qian Yuhou opposite.

She swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and quickly lowered her head to speak.

"There is still a gap..."

After all, she suddenly raised her voice deliberately so that everyone could hear it.

"Xia Juan?! Are you injured?!"

"I'll bandage you!"

After all, Mo Muqing took advantage of the fact that everyone hadn't reacted.

She suddenly took out something similar to ointment, and slapped it on Xia Juan's face.

"Mu Qing, is this...?"

Before Xia Juan finished speaking, Mo Muqing nodded her head and rolled her eyes.

"I'll temporarily cover you with plaster..."

However, Mo Muqing did not speak.

Qian Yuhou finally came back to his senses and walked step by step.

His black iron sword pressed against the ground.

There was a continuous piercing sound as the steps advanced.

Mo Muqing's words were interrupted.

A long scratch was also left on the ground.

For a moment, both Xia Juan and Mo Muqing shut their mouths.

The two looked at each other and stood up.

Instead, Qian Yuhou crouched down and picked up the darts on the ground that he had shot down.

"This kind of dart...I have never seen it before...?!"

Qian Yuhou was puzzled, staring at the dart in his hand, lost in thought.

Xia Juan also just glanced casually.

But suddenly, her eyes that were about to turn away suddenly turned back again.

It landed on the dart in Qian Yuhou's hand.

This is……

The darts of Wuming Pavilion!

Strictly speaking, it is...

Jian Feiyu!

Was it Jian Feiyu who saved him just now? ! ! !

Xia Juan's eyes widened for a moment, looking left and right for a while.

But soon, she quickly pretended to be calm and had nothing to do with herself.

Even she began to look at the dart, as if very puzzled.

It's just that in my mind, my thoughts are complicated for a while.

Now that Xia Juan thinks about it, the self just now is simply crazy.

Forget about life and death, just because of the disguise on his face!

but……

With a wry smile on his face, Xia Juan shook his head.

For her now, the disguise on this face is indeed much more important than her own life.

Although Xia Juan was also afraid after a while.