640 Impossible

If this is the case on the continent of Kyushu, it shows how fast the human race has developed over the past few hundred years.

"Go to a place to stay in town."

Jiang Junhao immediately knew the reason why Xing Xuan forcibly took him away. This woman was not familiar with the outside world, so she asked him to help with errands.

Jiang Junhao really wanted to vomit blood. If he knew that he was a servant, he shouldn't have been soft-hearted and just slipped away.

Now that the situation is stronger than people, he had no choice but to take Xingxuan's mother and son with him dejectedly, and went to the inn in the city to stay first.

"Go get some dresses and baby clothes."

After Xing Xuan carried her son into the room, she casually gave Jiang Junhao an order, and after she finished speaking, she did not forget to drop the threat lightly, "Don't try to run away, the power of the wind spirit in your body is still there, I can take it at any time. Your little life."

In Jiang Junhao's heart, 10,000 grass and mud horses galloped past, and resigned to his fate, he went back to his clothes.

At this time, Xingxuan and her son had already been groomed. While changing her son's clothes, she asked, "Do you know Duanchen?"

Jiang Junhao was stunned when he heard the words, and quickly shook his head, "I don't know."

Xing Xuan frowned slightly, "Why did I just sense that there was no more monks above the ninth realm, where have the true gods and emperors gone?"

When Jiang Junhao saw Xingxuan asking this question, he knew that he could not avoid it.

He thought about it and decided to tell the truth, because when he told a lie, Xingxuan could feel it, and she could ask someone else to ask.

Jiang Junhao immediately opened his mouth and told the various legends and stories he had heard from the books.

The more Xingxuan listened, the worse her face became. When she heard that the Fufeng clan was destroyed, her whole popularity machine was instantly confused, and she grabbed Jiang Junhao in angrily, "Impossible! The power of the wind spirit, how could he die!!"

Jiang Junhao was dumbfounded. He didn't expect Xingxuan to be so excited, and what he didn't expect was that Xingxuan actually said that she was the daughter of the emperor.

"Damn it, it's over, it's over, I'm really going to die this time."

Jiang Junhao didn't doubt what Xing Xuan said at all. After all, when he was on the altar, he had guessed that the person who made such a big deal could only be the emperor or the emperor's close relative.

"Senior, I really didn't lie to you. You can ask someone outside, and the answer he said is the same as mine!"

Xingxuan threw Jiang Junhao away, and suddenly disappeared into the room.

Jiang Junhao heard the door smashed into pieces, and then there was a sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping outside.

"She's really gone, doesn't she even want her son?"

In less than a moment, there was a scream of pain outside.

This voice sounded like a demonic sound, and in the entire Guiyuan Mansion, both monks and ordinary people covered their ears in pain, fell to the ground and rolled.

And the entire Guiyuan Mansion trembled slightly at this time, and invisible winds swept out, tearing everything around.

Those who didn't have time to escape were cut into countless pieces by the gust of wind in an instant, and blood and internal organs were spilled on the ground.

In such a short time, hundreds of people lost their lives inexplicably.

Jiang Junhao didn't have to think about it to know that Xingxuan was responsible for the abnormality outside. He watched the inn and the houses outside collapse one after another, screaming incessantly, he looked at Duan Yitian who was on the bed, and hurriedly reached out to him. He held it in his arms and found a relatively safe position.

Not long after, Xing Xuan appeared in the room with a pale face. She took Duan Yitian from Jiang Junhao and said word by word, "Continue talking."

Seeing Xingxuan's appearance, Jiang Junhao guessed that she probably learned the truth from multiple people, and she must have used some kind of soul-searching technique, so she ran away.

Jiang Junhao sighed and told what happened after Emperor Fufeng died.

Xing Xuan was so excited about what happened next. After all, what happened after that was nothing compared to the extermination of his father and the entire Fufeng clan.

"Is there a portrait of Duan Qianchen?"

Xingxuan's voice was cold with a little trembling, as if she was afraid of something.

Jiang Junhao's heart froze for a while, and for some reason, when he heard Xingxuan's words, he felt a chill and an air of sadness for no reason.

Jiang Junhao did not dare to hesitate, and immediately said, "Duan Qianchen is regarded as the savior of the world by the human race. There are statues of him in many places, and there are also portraits in books."

After Jiang Junhao finished speaking, he took out a book from the mustard bag with the words "Mythology" written on the cover.

He quickly rummaged, and soon found a portrait of a character and handed it to Xingxuan.

When Xing Xuan saw the portrait of that figure, her whole body froze.

The next moment, she trembled slightly, took the book from Jiang Junhao's hand, and stared at the portrait above.

"No, it's impossible!!"

A surging momentum centered on Xingxuan, burst out frantically, and the entire inn was distorted in an instant. There was no major movement, and it just disappeared.

Jiang Junhao looked around in astonishment, only to see a vacuum zone with a diameter of several thousand meters centered on them.

Everything in this area, whether it is buildings or life, has been wiped away, leaving nothing but empty space.

Jiang Junhao sucked in a breath, he is still alive now, obviously Xingxuan saved his life, otherwise his fate would not be much better.

"Broken, Thousand, Dust!"

Xingxuan's silver teeth clenched, and blood spilled out.

When Duan Qianchen's name was called, she suddenly opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and her whole body fell softly.

Seeing that their mother and son were about to fall to the ground, Jiang Junhao hurried up and hugged both of them.

He glanced at Xing Xuan's condition. He had already fainted, his face was as white as paper, and his mighty aura that was like an abyss like a sea also quickly fell.

"Where is the evildoer making trouble here!?"

At this moment, there was a burst of shouting in the sky, and then a dozen rays of brilliance shot out from the sky.

Jiang Junhao's expression changed abruptly. At least the cultivators of the fifth realm who can fly are at least. Although he also has the strength of the fifth realm, his means are pitiful, and he is no match for any one.

The situation in front of me was caused by Xing Xuan. When the high-level monks in the Guiyuan Mansion rushed over, I was afraid they would be taken down first.

Xingxuan's life and death are now uncertain, and her appearance has been caught for good and bad luck.

Moreover, he was a wanted criminal on the black list in Dazheng Xianchao, and the blame in front of him might fall on him.

At that time, once caught, there is only one dead end.

Jiang Junhao didn't dare to stay for long, he immediately picked up Xingxuan's mother and son, and flew towards the horizon.