I, the first son, became a woman

I, the first son, became a woman Chapter 499

"Where?!!!"

"Cough cough..."

Cover your mouth with your fist and cough.

Xia Juan silently moved closer to Xia Huaimu.

"The voices of the two of you."

Xia Huaimu raised his head with a cold face.

"Even in the capital, you can hear it clearly."

"Uh..." "Uh...".

They looked at each other for a while.

The two snorted coldly, turned their heads left and right again, and ignored each other.

How long will the days of this Shura field last...

Xia Juan sighed helplessly.

For some reason, she finds women more and more annoying...

of course……

I'm definitely not saying I'm not bothered by men...

I mean just...

just saying...

They're not that loud...

Unnaturally rolled his eyeballs a few times.

Xia Juan didn't know that it was at the highest point of the arena.

A place that seems empty, where there is nothing.

In a room covered by a mana barrier.

A silent figure in the darkness nodded at Xia Juan's back.

"what is her name……"

Touching his chin, the gold ring on his finger was revealed.

"It seems...a bit familiar..."

The indistinguishable figure was somewhat yin and yang, with ups and downs, giving people a distorted feeling.

His voice just fell.

Beside him, a young boy in bright clothes hurriedly opened the file, not daring to slack off for a moment.

It seemed that every word of this mysterious man was like an imperial decree.

After a while, the boy hurriedly turned over a page in the record, turned his head,

"Mr. Cao! This person's name is Xia Juan, who is in the Condensation Realm. He was recommended by Xia Huaimu to participate in the competition!"

"Oh? Xia Juan?! Xia Huaimu...?!"

The corner of his mouth smiled slightly.

The finger touching his chin suddenly dropped down, and took over the scribbled record with a few lines.

"It turns out that this person is the one who injured my precious daughter Ruoxi..."

"It's horrible..."

There was a mischievous and cheerful tone in his tone.

But inexplicably, it seems that the wind is miserable, giving people a kind of depression and oppression.

Little by little he stood up.

On a face as pale as a ghost, there are a pair of red phoenix eyes, and a nose as limp as a lion.

Lips that were even redder because of the pale face.

At this moment, Bump showed a terrible angle, smiling vaguely.

This person is Cao Minghun, Governor of the East Factory!

His face was as evil as a ghost!

"interesting……"

"Then it's no wonder...my baby Ruoxi and Tong Yan have failed over and over again..."

"These are two of my generals."

"Where is my dearest sweetheart!"

Holding the file in his hand, Cao Ming turned his head away bit by bit.

Behind the shadows.

Ruoxi and Tong Yan, who were covered in scars, lowered their heads and stood there trembling.

Their bodies were torn apart, and they were already out of shape.

Evidently, he had suffered more than one intense torture, and he stood on his last breath.

"Humph!"

Smiling coldly, shook his head.

"In that case, it's not your fault."

Turn around to leave.

Suddenly, Cao Minghun stopped abruptly and stopped in his tracks.

He raised his hand and threw the file to the boy.

"You, stare at her."

"Yes!"

The boy quickly knelt down and bowed down, not daring to raise his head.

"Yes, a good slave."

Slightly raised the orchid finger, and slid it on his cheek a few times.

Cao Ming twitched his eyelashes, and finally stepped into the darkness step by step.

Until he left for a long time.

Everyone present, but still no one dared to raise their heads.

It seems to say a word and raise your head once.

Even breathing seemed to require his permission before he could swallow.

Naturally, Xia Juan didn't know about these things.

Not only Xia Juan, but everyone present could not detect the existence of that room.

As time progressed, before they knew it, another wave of martial arts competitions had ended.

"The next one is..."

"Oh? This name is full of mystery!"

"Iron Masked Swordsman!"

Suddenly, the referee's voice came from upstairs.

Xia Juan frowned slightly, and rubbed his nose thoughtfully.

Iron Mask...

Iron face? !

She suddenly remembered something.

Turning his head, he saw a standing body, blocking his view.

The guy in the mask who had been sitting behind him without saying a word.

He was holding a shiny silver sword and walked down step by step.

One day has passed for a long time.

The enthusiasm of the audience has basically been exhausted long ago.

All the contests at this time were no longer full of people's voices and blood boiling like just now.

Almost no one cares.

The iron-masked swordsman slowly walked up to the competition stage of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm group, and stood firm.

"Hey! Why are you wearing a mask?! Don't dare to see people?!"

Opposite the iron-masked swordsman was a handsome young man from a family.

Xia Juan knew that person.

This person is a son of a nobleman in the capital.

His name is Aibin, and his nickname is Shaoyu.

Back then at Mo Muqing's birthday party, Xia Juan had seen this person a few times.

This person is also said to be a martial idiot, arrogant and aggressive.

I heard that he really likes to crush his opponent with an absolute advantage and make his opponent lose face!

Use this to get **!

As expected, few of the noble children in the capital are normal.

It's just that Xia Juan didn't expect... this guy is also in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm? !

He rolled his eyes contemptuously, helplessly and enviously.

Xia Juan could only use Absolute Eagle Eye and continued to read.

On the competition stage, the iron-masked swordsman didn't say a word.

On the opposite side, Ebin seemed a little displeased.

"Hello?! Didn't you hear what I said?!"

"It's a man, just take off the mask openly!"

"Or... you want to be seriously injured by me and let me do it yourself?!"

There was a touch of hysterical madness.

Suddenly, with the sound of drums.

The meteor hammer in Abin's hand flew away at once.

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"Abin's meteor hammer weighs at least four to five hundred catties!"

"Ordinary swords may be broken into several knots with a light touch!"

"I just took a look at the sword of the iron-masked swordsman, but it's just the most common silver sword..."

while talking.

Xia Juan squinted his eyes, concentrating on the contest on the stage.

Between her words.

Aibin's meteor hammer has smashed past rumblingly, like a galloping horse.

On the other side, the iron-masked swordsman was still indifferent and motionless.

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