I, the first son, became a woman

Beside him, Jian Feiyu crouched down on his own, and touched the ugly words on it.

"You must be wondering why there is such a simple tombstone?"

"Not only is the handwriting ugly, it is also stained with traces of blood or some other stain..."

With a slight smile, Jian Feiyu shook his head and turned his back to Xia Juan.

"This monument was engraved here a few years after I joined Wuming Pavilion."

"When Ling'er was alive, she really wanted to see what the capital looked like."

"At that time, we always heard that there were endless food and clothes in the capital, and it was like a paradise..."

"Linger also said that she likes living in the forest."

"Because it is like an elf, free and unrestrained, and can become friends with all the flowers and trees."

"You can have many, many friends..."

The voice slowly fell silent unconsciously.

Jian Feiyu touched the abrupt brown color on the tombstone, then turned his head to look at Xia Juan.

"The first few years when I joined Wuming Pavilion were very difficult."

"At that time, I had to crawl out of the sea of ​​corpses every day."

"Looking at those companions who ate and chatted with me yesterday, they are motionless today, sleeping forever."

"I don't know when I will be the next dead knockout."

"But later, I still became a qualified killer."

"I am finally qualified to enter and exit the Unknown Pavilion at will."

"Until that time...that was the third mission in my life, and I will never forget it."

"That time, my target was a businessman."

"I broke into his house alone in the middle of the night and was about to kill him."

"But at that time, he knelt down and begged me bitterly, even holding the baby in his arms."

"He said that if I killed him, his wife and children would not survive."

"Looking back now, I was ridiculously stupid at the time."

"He lifted up his own child and revealed it to me."

"Then if I really make a move...he can throw his child over, block the sword, and give himself a chance to escape."

"At that time, Ling'er had just died not long ago, so I thought of her...and put down the sword in my hand."

"Because of this, I was ambushed and paid the price in blood."

"I tried my best to escape alive."

"Before that, I actually kept Linger's ashes by my side."

"I hope I can always be with her."

"Because Linger is always kind and timid. She is not pretty and is easily bullied."

"But with me by my side, no one dares to bully her, nor dare to bully her!"

"Xia Juan, do you think I was naive and ridiculous back then?"

"I always thought I was right."

"But at that time, when I was about to die."

"I suddenly discovered that if one day I die without knowing when, there is no way to protect her."

"Then Ling'er, does it mean that he will be homeless even after death, and can only be a lonely ghost, wandering around?"

The story seems to have come to an end.

Xia Juan silently looked at Jian Feiyu in front of her, but never knew that such a thing had happened to Jian Feiyu.

She only knew that Jian Feiyu had a younger sister named Ling'er.

Ordinary in appearance, even ugly, but kind.

It's a pity that Jian Feiyu's younger sister died at a very young age and ceased to exist.

Xia Juan understood the pain.

Just like she couldn't imagine, if one day, her family...

To her, that might really be the end of the world, an incomprehensible knot in her heart.

Because in Xia Juan's heart.

The family is already the only one to rely on.

Presumably... Jian Feiyu is the same.

The brother and sister who have been with each other since childhood... Xia Juan understands that feeling.

So to this day.

Jian Feiyu seemed unable to get out of the pain.

Even vaguely.

He... seems to be thinking of himself as Linger's substitute...?

In the silence, Xia Juan thought about many things, feeling a little heavy unconsciously.

That night, she saw Tong Yan's death and Ruoxi's injury.

He also saw a side of Jian Feiyu that he never showed.

I have also seen Ling'er who looks similar to her when she disguised herself as a man.

Thousands of words, after all, turned into a sigh.

Xia Juan shook his head, not knowing what to say.

Just after this moment.

She suddenly remembered what Jian Feiyu had just said to herself.

He asked himself to come here, and it seemed that he was not just letting himself be with him.

like……

Jian Feiyu, what else do you want to tell me? !

Thinking back for a moment, he immediately raised his eyes.

Xia Juan was about to ask.

But looking at Jian Feiyu's appearance immersed in sadness.

But she was embarrassed for a while, and Yu Xin couldn't bear to step forward to disturb her.

Although Xia Juan is "heartless and heartless".

But there are some things that cannot be summed up simply.

Just like the kiss under the cliff...

Why!Why do you think of those?

What the hell...

For a moment, he could only close his mouth and lower his arms.

Xia Juan lowered his head.

Although the heart is urgent, but can only wait silently.

But in this trance.

In front of him, Jian Feiyu stood up unhurriedly, and spoke again.

"That time, I was dying, but I came here desperately to bury Ling'er's ashes."

"The traces on it are the blood that I couldn't stop shed back then, which stained this tombstone red."

"After so many years of wind and rain, today, there is only this small trace left."

Faintly smiled.

Jian Feiyu stood with his hands behind his back, and walked slowly step by step to Xia Juan's side.

"That time was the closest I was to death."

"Since then, I told myself that I must never show mercy, and I must absolutely complete every task successfully."

"It is precisely because of this that I did not replace this simple, temporary tombstone with a new one."

"Because I want to remember it forever."

Swish.

There was a burst of icy cold, and suddenly it was close at hand, leaning against his neck.

Xia Juan's expression changed in an instant, and he glanced away from the corner of his eye.

Behind.

At some point, Jian Feiyu, who was standing with his hands behind his back, took out a long sword and laid it across his neck.

"Xia Juan."

"Someone wants to buy your life."

Chapter 794

"Who?!"

His back was drenched in cold sweat at this moment.

For a moment, Xia Juan felt his whole body go stiff.

The eyes are staring at the long sword that is close at hand.

Jian Feiyu is not Bai Wuchang, nor is he a faceless man.

His swordsmanship is far superior to these two, and cannot be compared!

Xia Juan has seen Jian Feiyu's swordsmanship.

A killer of Wuming Pavilion like him.

It can approach you quietly and kill you without knowing it!

This is not only due to their excellent concealment skills and lightness skills.

Swift swordsmanship is also essential.

Within such a short distance as today, it is impossible for him to escape unscathed.

At this moment, Xia Juan already understood.

If he and Jian Feiyu really fight.

In any case, more or less, I am afraid that I will inevitably suffer such a knife or two.

damn it……

I didn't expect that I, who was always cautious, would be careless in front of Jian Feiyu!

For a moment, Xia Juan hated herself for not noticing that the other party had unknowingly come behind her.

And draw the sword in the flash!

Or.

At that time, I was completely attracted by Jian Feiyu's story, and was slightly distracted.

This caused him not to guard against the other party at all.

Unexpectedly, Jian Feiyu would pull out the sword suddenly and land on his neck.