Chapter 39:

The monster had blue-faced fangs, black air around it, and a pair of black wings behind it. Its size was huge, and the sharp corners of its head almost broke the roof.
But before waiting for it to fully reveal these shapes, Wen Xuan's flying sword has been chopped on it.
The monster was hurting and roaring, and the giant palm shot at Wenxuan.
Wenxuan did not hide, attacked and defended, Feijian danced into a whirlwind, destroyed the giant palm, and made it fall into a ray of magic again.
"Who?" The monster was so shocked that he couldn't help taking a step back and asking out loud.
When Wen Xuan destroyed the woodcarving before, it clearly felt that it was just a little repair from Ning Yuan, so he entrusted him. As a result, Wenxuan had two strikes, and Xiuwei even climbed up every move.
Wen Xuan listened to his inquiries, only to sneer, and was too lazy to answer. The flying sword in his hand continued to attack, pressing hard.
In the end, the monster's strength was wasted because of this teleportation, and only 70% was left, and it was a bit overwhelming.
"Which door is it--" it had to evade it, guessing. Guessing half, it suddenly saw the simplicity behind Wenxuan, immediately recognized it, and set off a terrible wave in his heart.
The magic that Zhao Feiyu applied to the simple body to cover up had been completely cleared, and it was clear that a decent monk was no doubt. At the same time that the monster was shocked by this, Wenxuan was already a sword, and it was already completely the power of the Ning Yuan period, easily destroying the black wings behind it.
In this case, the monster immediately thought that it was a trick. It lost its will to fight, and quickly wrapped itself with the remaining half of the black wings, seeing that it would break through the door and escape.
The woodcarving in this room has been destroyed, and the magic in the woodcarving has disappeared. However, the same wood carvings in Jiufeng City are as many as necessary. As long as it finds one, it is easy to escape from birth. As for the shortcomings of eating right now, it's not too late when strength is restored.
Simply see its intentions, where can it succeed?
The moment the monster rushed to the exit, Jian Jian put the baby in her arms on the ground, and decisively guarded the flying sword, and stopped there severely.
The monster just hit the simple flying sword in this way, and the figure was blocked.
Jian Jian was shocked by the power of the Ningyuan period, and Venus was agitated, a sweetness in his throat, and a burst of blood spilled out.
Wen Xuan's sword has been caught up. The magic sword embryo wrapped around him, these auras that had been forcibly elevated to the apex, brought a thunderous trend, and severely fell on the monster.
The monster screamed for the last time, and it was so terrible that it made people's ears numb.
"Did it happen?" Jian Jian asked anxiously with blood in his mouth.
Under this interrogation, the monsters shattered and opened from layer to layer, and the pieces turned into black magic gas one by one, and finally dissipated between heaven and earth.
The woodcarving that had been split into two for a long time also made a noise at the same instant, turning it into powder.
As with the woodcarvings in this room, every household in Jiufeng City made such a loud noise. Many people were awakened from their sleep, opened their eyes, and saw that the woodcarving of the blessing and evil fairy king in the house had become a pile of debris, and was immediately shocked.
"It's done." Jian Yi breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. It was the first time he had seen Wen Xuan in such a mess that he was scared away by half his life.
Fortunately, it finally became, and it was just fine.
Simple and steady the aura that is still agitating in the body, relieved his injury.
"Brother! Why are you doing this ..." Then he turned back and was about to complain. He almost scared his soul out of what he saw.
Wenxuan had long lost the strength to stand. The whole person leaned against the wall. No blood was visible on the exposed skin. Only the blood at the corner of his mouth kept flowing and his lips became red. With a pale face, his eyes were very dazzling.
Even more frightening was his aura, which dropped from the height he was forcibly pulled up, and fell even lower than he should have been. He was already crumbling at the edge of the foundation, and even accidentally dropped To the gas refinery.
"Brother!" Jian Xie rushed to Wenxuan.
Wen Xuan glanced at him and opened his mouth as if trying to say something. But those lips opened, and the blood in the throat seemed to open the water valve, and a lot of blood flowed out.
Yi Jian quickly grasped Wen Xuan's wrist tightly, probed her own aura, and straightened out the chaotic riots in Wen Xuan's body. Gradually, his forehead and nose were covered with sweat, all over his face.
Wen Xuan stared at his face without saying a word, just watching so quietly.
After a long time, the chaos in Wen Xuan's body calmed a little. Jian Jian didn't know how much his efforts had played, after all, the impact of the mystery would have gradually improved over time.
In short, seeing Wen Xuan's improvement, Jian Jian's heart was relieved a lot, like a boulder landing.
He released Wen Xuan's wrist, only to find that his hands were shaking.
"Brother!" He complained again. "How can you be so messy!"
Wen Xuan couldn't help but smile, "You also complain when others mess up."
Jian Jian was suddenly blocked and said nothing. Yeah, he used to be too much when he was messing around, now he can feel a sense of Wenxuan.
Wen Xuan smiled so gently, but the smile disappeared immediately. He pursed his lips, took his eyes away from Jian Jian's face, and said lightly, "Master Jian, if you don't have you today, the monster will probably escape. Thank you."
This thank you is weird, after all, it is simple to avenge the monster. Now that Wen Xuan is in chaos, in the final analysis, it is his revenge that helped Jian Jian, and it is clear that he had to thank Jian Jian without him.
Unless, in Wen Xuan's mind, the reason why he shot to remove the monster is only for the original owner, and has nothing to do with the simplicity in front of him.
Simply aware of this, his face suddenly became ugly. He wanted to explain but didn't know how to explain it.
Wen Xuan wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth and stood up. As soon as his body left the wall, he slammed forward, apparently not standing at all.
Simple and quickly supported Wen Xuan's shoulder.
Wenxuan pushed him away.
Jian Yi took a step back to stand still, looking at his empty hands, at a loss.
"Master Jian." Wen Xuan supported with a flying sword. "Master Jian ... tell me honestly, should I still call you Master Jian?"
Jian Jian raised his head, facing his gaze, flustered, "Brother, what do you mean?"
"I should have asked you." Wen Xuan reluctantly took a step forward and stood in front of Jian Jian. "Who are you exactly? Why are you ..."
Not all his questions were spoken, interrupting him was a baby crying.
The child was briefly placed on the ground before, maybe he felt the ground was too cold and started crying.
Wen Xuan turned his toes and wanted to walk over.
Jian rushed before him, picked up the child from the ground, and held him in his arms again.
However ... when Wen Xuan handed the child over to him, it was just a mess, and at this time he could clearly see how he was holding the child, and suddenly felt terrible. I saw that the child was simply crooked in simple arms, or his head was facing down, and he almost slipped out of the trance, and could not help crying even more. Jian Jian was still confused, not knowing how to appease this little ancestor.
"You ..." Wen Xuan couldn't help reminding, "It's not like that."
Jian Jian just noticed it, and he scrambled for a while, turning the child upside down and changing several positions. As a result, the child just cried louder.
Wen Xuan turned his gaze and couldn't stand it anymore.
Simple tossing was sour, and my heart was anxious again. I wanted to learn to look at the child, and accidentally held it too big. The child suddenly released it, and saw that it really fell to the ground firmly.
Wenxuan was about to pick up Reiki to pick it up, and simply used Reiki to catch it.
Later, it was easy to find that Reiki was much easier to use than both hands. Simply put the child on Reiki and controlled it to sway gently, like a cradle, trying to coax the child to sleep.
When doing these things, Jian Yi has been biting her lips tightly.
As the child kept crying, his own eyes gradually turned red, and his cheeks became reddish, as if he had suffered a great grievance. Until a short while later, this Reiki cradle turned out to be effective, and the child's cry was much smaller. The flushing of the simple cheeks faded, and only a little redness still appeared in the corners of the eyes.
Oh, he's still wronged.
Part of this grievance stems from the indignation that even failed to do this, and more from Wen Xuan's previous resistance and questioning. Wen Xuan can see it, of course. After all, they have been around almost every day since they met. Wenxuan can see what each look represents.
Wen Xuan silently walked to Jian Jian's side, stretched out a hand, lingered above Jian Jian's shoulder, and hesitated into a fist again, and retracted to his side.
The heavy rain outside the house still rained, with occasional thunder.
The child finally fell asleep, and Simply couldn't help wiping the sweat from his forehead. He found a cushion and was about to put the child up, but suddenly raised his ears, and found that many people around him.
But it was those Jiufeng City people who found that the woodcarving of the prince of evil in the house suddenly shattered, and gathered together in panic, and planned to ask the lady Qin.
"Brother," said Easy, "let's go."
"Why go?" Wen Xuan asked back.
It's easy.
"Some facts should be clarified, and some people should not always bear the unfavorable notoriety." After Wen Xuan said it, he punched his sword and walked straight to the gate, waiting for the coming crowd.
There was no other way, but the child had to be picked up again and followed Wen Xuan.
This hug was tossed for a long time before they hugged. When it was easy to go out, those people in Jiufeng City had already come together and surrounded Wenxuan in the middle.
"Xianchang?"
"Why is this fairy long here?"
"How about Lady Qin?"
"Wait, do you feel bloody?"
Wen Xuan's calm eyes glanced over the faces of everyone. "The Qin Lady and his wife joined forces in the magic repair, killing the brothers' family, and spreading the strange disease throughout the Jiufeng City. Before you came, these two people were already ambush. "
"what?"
This fact is too shocking, everyone is embarrassed. They did not wait for them to react. They simply got out of the house and stood behind Wen Xuan.
When Jian Jian showed his face, many people recognized it, and he was instantly excited.
After all, the concept of simple disaster that has caused disaster has become deeply ingrained in this group of people. Wen Xuan's empty words are not enough to convince them that it is actually the work of the Qin Lady.
Wenxuan didn't talk nonsense with them either, and took out a note from his arms. This gramophone is similar to the gramophone, except that it cannot leave an image, but a sound.
As soon as the gramophone was exhibited, the guilt that the maiden herself had admitted before was clearly introduced into the ears of many people in front of her.
When Wen Xuan watched behind the door himself, he recorded the conversation in the room. From Qin's motives to explain why she killed her brother, to what she simply did to her own nephew, what kind of game she laid, and then Wen Xuan came forward and asked those few questions. Everything is clear and clear.
"Blessed and evil immortal is a monster, do you know?"
"Yes ... I do know."
Just after these two conversations, the gramophone's mana drained and disappeared into the air.
Although everyone had listened to it clearly, they didn't respond for a while, and it was obviously difficult to digest.
After a while, some people reacted and started a noisy argument.
"Really? It's all piano ladies ..."
"I'll just say it! It's ridiculous to hear from the disaster star, because so many people still believe it, it's ridiculous!"
"No, it must not be true. How could a woman like Qin do such a thing?"
"Yeah, but it's just a voice. Who can guarantee that it's not fake? Even if it's true, maybe the lady Qin was persecuted!"
"Come on, the woman isn't a good person at first glance, thanks to the fact that you have believed so long. There are some sound reasons, in fact, it is nothing more than just looking at the woman.
"Then what happened to this disaster star, isn't he dead?"
Wen Xuan listened to these whispering arguments, but ignored them, and went straight out with ease. After all, they are two foundation monks. No matter what everyone thinks, no one dares to stop.
The heavy rain was still falling, and a simple spell was cast to cover the baby in his arms, and he followed firmly.
Wenxuan didn't care about the rain at all, just so drenched, as if walking in a leisurely court, and walked all the way, until all the figures were left behind. Then he transferred to an inn, paid Lingshi, and asked for two rooms.
He pushed open the door of one of the rooms and walked inward, and then turned around, "Let this kid be here."
He simply nodded, walked in behind, took out the cushions and laid them on the table, and set the child away.
After doing this, he looked up and glanced at Wenxuan pitifully. Ke Wenxuan looked dull and didn't speak, so he just met his sight. Jian Yi couldn't help but closed her eyes again and pushed open the door in despair, intending to go to another room next door.
But at this moment, Wen Xuan grabbed his wrist.
The simple atrium jumped and looked back. He looked at Xuan Xuan's gaze, and his heart jumped even more, whether he was nervous or looking forward.
In contrast, Wen Xuan's emotions are deeply hidden and cannot be easily figured out. But the strength of his simple wrist at this time was very heavy.
The rain dripped down his wet clothes and ticked.
"Master Jian," Wenxuan said, "when are you going to answer my question?"
"Do you have to answer?" Jian Yi took a deep breath. "Whoever I am, you always know, isn't it me?"
"Yes." Wenxuan nodded. "I thought about it just now."
"Then ..."
"But," Wenxuan said, "I still don't know who you are."
"Why do you have to know? Is this important?" Simple face turned pale and his teeth trembled. "Brother, no matter who I am, I will definitely stand by your side, and I will definitely help you Yes, I will always help you. Yes, our relationship will not change anyway. Brother, I treat you ... "
Jian Jian almost had to say a confession, but at this time, Wen Xuan let go of his hand.
The unspoken words just got stuck in the simple throat, and they were panicked.
"Why?" Wenxuan said, "You don't even want to tell me who you are. Why should I believe your words?"
"Brother," Jianxin said coldly, "are you doubting me again?"
Hearing this, Wen Xuan's expression changed subtly, with a slight mocking smile, "What do you think?"
Easy took a step back and looked pale.
He clenched his shaking fist hard. "Brother, don't do that. I said, I said everything. Actually I ..."
"Even if you are willing to say your identity now," Wen Xuan interrupted him. "You have lied to me for so long, and now you are so reluctant. How can I know that what you said now is true of?"
Jian Yi suddenly looked up and looked at Xuan Xuan. At this moment, the simple heart is completely cold, and I really know what it is like falling ice cave.
There was lightning again outside the window, and the electric light printed Wen Xuan's shadow on the simple body. Then Wen Xuan asked those four words again, "What do you think?"
Can't answer easily.
Wen Xuan did not wait for him to answer.
While following the thunder of this lightning, Wen Xuan reached out and held the simple shoulder, and suddenly, extremely hard, took the simple in his arms.
"Brother Jane, you tell me, you tell me." He seemed to be asking Jane, and he was talking to himself, "Should I trust you?"
The clothes wet by the rain suddenly stuck to the body, and they were easily iced. But this kind of cold quickly faded, Wen Xuan's body temperature penetrated through the wet clothes, warm and warm. At the same time, there was a slight tremor on Wen Xuan's body.
Wenxuan is a suspicious person, always.
However, while being suspicious, Wenxuan is a person who believes as long as he thinks he should believe. At least he was-before he was betrayed once by someone he trusted.
So should he continue to believe? Even if it may be hurt again, insist on believing what you want to believe. 2k novel reading network