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The woman in purple instinctively drew her sword, her eyes filled with wariness as she faced the last remaining person.

Chapter Thirty-Six: Xuanyuan of Huishan, Xuanyuan Qingfeng

At this moment, the leader glanced at the fire on the ground and squatted down on his own.

He tore off a piece of rabbit meat, smelled it first, and then put it in his mouth.

Well, it tastes pretty good.

The next second he looked at another one, a pigeon?

Although I don't think it's good to eat pigeons, they're already dead, so I might as well give them a try.

Hmm, it's alright.

Just as the woman in purple was on guard and her long sword trembled slightly, the other two people who had disappeared reappeared.

"No."

"No."

The effeminate man at the head nodded slightly, glanced at the woman in purple, and then stood up.

He waved the pigeon in his hand and said, "Your skills are not bad."

The woman in purple was taken aback at first, and thought to herself, "This isn't your stuff?"

However, these people were clearly from the palace, and they were all eunuchs.

Before she could say anything, she saw the person suddenly take a black object out of their mouth while eating.

He frowned and took a closer look.

They discovered that these were iron frames attached to the legs of homing pigeons, and that they even had markings on them.

He squinted and leaned closer to look.

"Li...Yang?"

His pupils contracted upon hearing those two words, but before he could react, a figure darted out from the darkness.

The woman in purple stared wide-eyed as Jiang Xuan descended from the sky, his body spinning and the long sword in his hand flashing with crimson light.

Before the group could react, two second-rank martial artists died instantly.

Although the remaining person was a first-grade Vajra Realm cultivator, he had already lost the initiative.

The instant he made his move, he saw a large amount of blood gushing from his chest as the longsword was pulled out.

thump!

The man's body fell to the ground, completely lifeless.

Jiang Xuan didn't hesitate to deliver two more blows, confirming that they were completely dead.

After all, he didn't want the corpse to suddenly jump up and fight him while he was talking.

Jiang Xuan flicked his long sword, glanced at the woman in purple standing not far away, as if he had thought of something.

However, he didn't say anything, and directly dragged the two corpses, intending to dump them outside.

But then they saw the woman in purple dragging out another person's corpse.

Seeing how much effort the other party was putting in, Jiang Xuan caught the two corpses as he threw them out.

"Jiang Xuan."

Upon hearing this, the woman in purple furrowed her brows almost imperceptibly, but the frown disappeared in an instant.

She immediately nodded to Jiang Xuan and then said her name.

"Xuanyuan Qingfeng".

really.

Jiang Xuan guessed Xuan Yuan Qingfeng's identity just by looking at her attire.

At this moment, he nodded slightly and walked directly into the dilapidated temple.

Jiang Xuan sat down in his previous spot, tore off a rabbit leg, and handed the rest to the other person: "Don't the people of your Xuanyuan family travel with guards?"

Upon hearing this, a hint of embarrassment flashed in Xuan Yuan Qingfeng's eyes.

"I did have two friends with me, but I got separated from them."

Jiang Xuan raised an eyebrow, and couldn't help but think to himself, "How could they get lost?"

But nothing was said.

After all, the more skilled you are, the less you can understand a map, and the easier it is for you to get lost.

This is normal in the martial arts world.

Just as Xuan Yuan Qingfeng was eating, her gaze fell on Jiang Xuan, and she opened her mouth but did not speak.

At this moment, Jiang Xuan suddenly spoke up and said, "You want to ask me if I am the Jiang Xuan whose name is plastered all over the streets and alleys, right?"

Without waiting for Xuan Yuan Qingfeng's nod, Jiang Xuan continued, "That's right, it's me."

“Those three men from earlier were sent by the imperial court to kill me.” Jiang Xuan placed his hands behind his head, looking calmly at Xuan Yuan Qingfeng: “So, do you want to leave?”

Xuan Yuan Qingfeng glanced at the pitch-black sky outside, and then, thinking about his own strength, shook his head.

After all, her strength was too weak, and she simply couldn't walk in the dark on her own.

Too dangerous.

Of course, she would never say she was afraid.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng held the Qingfeng sword in his hand, his eyes gleaming with wisdom.

Jiang Xuan lay on the door panel, not saying anything.

Although he was going to Daxueping in Huishan this time, he did not want to bring Xuanyuan Qingfeng along as a burden.

If one's strength were higher, it would be fine, but with a seventh-rank strength, one can't even keep up with the speed.

Although it's good to maintain a good relationship with Xuan Yuan Qingfeng, Xuan Yuan Qingfeng might give him some convenience when he goes to Da Xue Ping.

Just as Jiang Xuan was lost in thought, a wolf howl came from outside.

Before Jiang Xuan could say anything, a figure suddenly approached.

A faint fragrance wafted to his nose. He looked at Xuan Yuan Qingfeng, who was lying less than a foot away from him. Before he could ask anything, the other party took the initiative to speak.

"I'll just lie here and won't bother you."

Jiang Xuan could tell that the other person was a bit dark-skinned and afraid of supernatural things.

Her gaze had been fixed on the statue, and she did feel much calmer now.

So their first night together passed peacefully and uneventfully.

……

……

When Jiang Xuan opened his eyes in the morning, he felt something soft and sticky near his mouth.

He instinctively bit down, and sure enough, he got slapped across the face.

Xuan Yuan Qingfeng blushed deeply. She subconsciously looked at her clothes and found that they were undamaged and there was nothing unusual about her body.

Jiang Xuan couldn't help but click his tongue. Who knew that the two of them would end up hugging each other while sleeping last night.

However, when he looked at the other person, he found that Xuan Yuan Qingfeng was also quite good-looking.

She was slender and tall, wearing a narrow-sleeved purple shirt and a white rhinoceros horn belt, which looked the same as a man's attire.

However, she wore a ribbon wrapped around her forehead, adorned with a large pearl, which gave her a heroic air while also adding a touch of femininity.

Xuan Yuan Qingfeng's skin was fair with a hint of pink, and his eyebrows, eyes, and cheeks were indeed beautiful enough to make fish sink and geese fall from the sky.

Most importantly... it's quite soft.

Xuan Yuan Qingfeng seemed to see him smacking his lips, and his face immediately turned even redder. He also gripped the long sword in his hand tightly.

"You! You lecher!"

Jiang Xuan spread his hands, offering no explanation.

After all, based on his experience, the more he explained at this point, the more mistakes he would make, and the more he tried to explain, the worse it would get.

The best approach is to simply say nothing and wait for the other person to come to their senses.

After thinking about this, Jiang Xuan began to pack his things, grabbed them and headed outside, saying, "I also need to go to Huishan, so I'll escort you."

Xuan Yuan Qingfeng snorted and was about to refuse, but before she could speak, Jiang Xuan suddenly frowned.

A hint of murderous intent flashed across his face. "Tsk, is this ever going to end?"

With that, he grabbed Xuan Yuanqingfeng and quickly disappeared into the dilapidated temple.

Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Town, Night Raid

After the two of them hid on the roof, Xuan Yuan Qingfeng subconsciously twisted his body.

After all, Jiang Xuan was holding her tightly at that moment.

I could feel the heat emanating from the other person, especially their overwhelming masculine aura.

This made Xuan Yuan Qingfeng, who had always had a cold expression and kept strangers at bay, blush even more, his face turning red all the way to his neck.

Jiang Xuan ignored the other person's little tricks and kept his eyes fixed on the outside.

They saw that there were two men. The one on the right was dressed in a scholar's robe, wearing a Huayang turban and cloud-patterned shoes. He was handsome and extraordinary.

As for the other person on the left, he had a broad forehead and a strong, muscular build, yet he had a baby face.

Two discordant things come together to create a strange harmony.

And his eyes, gleaming with a sharp light, made Jiang Xuan realize at a glance that the other party was quite powerful.

In particular, he carried a heavy sword resembling a hundred-fold refining blade, which exuded a fierce and murderous aura.