This sentence contains too much information, and Jian Xiuyun didn't know how to respond for a moment.
I just felt that a pot of dog's blood was pouring down, pouring down his face.
how come? Why did no one mention it in the previous life
Although he really didn't want to go against Kan Wenxiao, he was still his apprentice anyway.
In the future, no matter where you go after leaving the teacher, if someone asks about the teacher's family, it will definitely be his name.
If he really did something against ethics, it would be his people who lost.
So I struggled again and again, and decided to persuade.
He controlled his expression well, carefully considered his tone, and asked carefully: "Then You Zhinian... is your sister?"
Kan Wenxiao was taken aback by his question, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he asked back, "Who is You Zhinian?"
Jian Xiuyun: "Huh?!"
"It's that little monster in Nether Abyss, the one with red eyes, red hair, and red clothes."
When he said this, Kan Wenxiao remembered.
He frowned slightly, his eyelashes drooped up and down, and he looked at him with bright black eyes, full of confusion, "How could she be my sister, we are all of different races."
Jian Xiuyun looked at his bewildered look, and thought of a key question, "Did you take her out of the abyss?"
Kan Wenxiao was even more baffled, "Why did I bring her out of the underworld, isn't she a demon?"
Seeing his reaction, Jian Xiuyun knew that she had made a mistake, Kan Wenxiao didn't like You Zhinian, she didn't even leave the plot, and didn't bring her out at all.
Jian Xiuyun was filled with sadness and joy for a moment, but the joy was that it seemed that the plot line could really be changed, and he would never experience the ending of his previous life again.
The sad thing is that Kan Wenxiao is only fifteen at the moment, and he has not yet reached the age when he will make a living in the harem. The only one who had a relationship in the early stage was You Zhinian. If it wasn't her, who else could it be
Female, against ethics, Song Qingru
The more Jian Xiuyun thought about it, the more he felt it was possible. After all, before he was reborn, Song Qingru was the only one who treated him well in a moment.
Well, although it is not impossible, there is something wrong after all.
Kan Wenxiao looked at Jian Xiuyun's frowned brows, with a troubled look on his face, and he roughly understood it. He hooked the corners of his lips helplessly, and asked, "Master, do you think I like that monster?"
Jian Xiuyun nodded, "I thought so just now, it seems..."
"It's not her." Kan Wenxiao immediately replied.
Jian Xiuyun's complexion did not improve because of his words, and he nodded perfunctorily.
I began to think in my heart whether I should continue to persuade.
Although the senior sister and brother are not related by blood, it is not very nice to say it.
"Master?" Kan Wenxiao cried out nervously when he saw him suddenly stunned, panic and anticipation intertwined in his heart, did he guess it? How will he respond
Jian Xiuyun came back to his senses, looked at him, and made a decision in his heart.
He reached out and patted Kan Wenxiao's shoulder, and asked, "Are you related to the person you like?"
"No." Kan Wenxiao replied immediately.
"Then what are you afraid of, as long as it's not incest, follow your own will." Jian Xiuyun looked at him and said.
"It's just..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Kan Wenxiao's eyes light up suddenly, and there was an uncontrollable joy inside, "Okay."
Jian Xiuyun also smiled, and said in a gentle voice, "Listen to me first..."
Just about to tell Kan Wenxiao that he is still young, it is best to focus on cultivation first, and wait until he is older and capable of being with the person he likes before making love to her.
By that time, with a bunch of women in his harem, maybe his thoughts on Song Qingru will fade away.
As a result, as soon as he opened his mouth, he heard hurried voices coming from outside the door, "Elder Jian!"
Immediately, the door was pushed open, and Zhu Mingche strode in.
Walked straight to him, pulled his arm and said excitedly, "Brother Jing, did you come to see me?"
Seeing his excited appearance, Jian Xiuyun chuckled, nodded, and then took out a white porcelain bottle from his sleeve and handed it to him.
"You came in time, I'm preparing to use it for my apprentice."
Zhu Mingche hugged Jian Xiuyun and said with a smile, "Thank you Elder Jian, I know Elder Jian must have left it for me on purpose."
Jian Xiuyun patted his arm, "Okay, okay, isn't your shoulder hurt? Why are you still so energetic."
Only then did Zhu Mingche let go, sat down next to him, poured himself a cup of tea very consciously, and said while drinking, "My master rubbed me for a long time, and it's almost healed."
As he spoke, he looked down at the medicine bottle in his hand happily again.
Then he turned his head and said to Kan Wenxiao, "I'll bring you some medicine for trauma tomorrow, and this bottle will belong to me."
However, Kan Wenxiao's reaction was very cold, looking at him even with a somewhat unfriendly expression.
"Yes." Kan Wenxiao replied coldly.
Zhu Mingche was in a good mood and didn't care. After drinking tea, he chatted with Jian Xiuyun a few more words, and left with the medicine.
Let him be so disturbed, Jian Xiuyun also forgot what he was going to say.
On the second day, Xu time.
They came to the Hengyue faction's training ground, where a huge mirror was placed in the center.
Jian Xiuyun knew at a glance that this competition was a night hunt.
Except that the first competition is the same, the next two competitions will vary according to the different sects held.
For example, this time the Hengyue faction.
That mirror is one of their town treasures, the mirror of nothingness, and only the master can open it.
After being opened with a spell, an illusion can be born in the mirror, and what appears inside is determined by the opener.
Although it is an illusion, once the things inside are brought out, they can be transformed into entities.
Very magical.
Yu Huai'en stood in front of the mirror of nothingness, followed by eight disciples, and the other eight elders sat around the mirror.
"Tonight's rules, whoever kills the most monsters will be the leader."
After Yu Huai'en finished speaking, a silver light flashed in his hand, and then blood flowed out.
Then he put his blood-stained hand on the mirror and silently muttered something.
For some reason, a trace of anxiety flashed in Jian Xiuyun's heart.
Xue Rongxiang also seemed to have sensed it, and suddenly got out from his sleeve.
Jian Xiuyun saw it and pushed it back.
Xue Rongxiang got out again.
"What are you doing?" Jian Xiuyun asked in a low voice.
Xue Rongxiang jumped out, rubbed his palms with petals, and said, "I want to follow my brother."
Jian Xiuyun flicked it, "Why follow him? You are useless."
When Xue Rongxiang heard the words, the petals exploded instantly, "You are useless, I will ignore you."
As he said that, he let out an angrily "hum", and quickly flew towards Kan Wen Xiao, and got into his sleeve.
Jian Xiuyun didn't stop him any more, and let him go.
Anyway, following Kan Wenxiao, nothing should happen to it.
Kan Wenxiao was about to step into the mirror of nothingness when his sleeves twitched suddenly. He looked down and saw Xue Rongxiang quietly revealing a petal and waving it at him.
Kan Wenxiao's heart moved, and he turned his head to look at Jian Xiuyun.
He was dressed in white, sitting quietly on a high platform not far away, the bright moonlight fell on him, like a thin veil, isolating him from the surroundings. Everything around him seemed to have nothing to do with him, he was alone, as cold as an exile.
But only Kan Wenxiao knew that this person who was as cold as an exiled immortal had just left Xue Rongxiang, who never left his sleeve, to him.
Although I don't know why, but he has his own intentions.
Perhaps, you are worried about yourself
There are strands of joy gushing out uncontrollably, which is hidden and unknown.
He raised his head and smiled brightly at Jian Xiuyun, his brows and eyes were crooked, sincerely, then he turned his head and strode in.