Staring at his hands, the remaining air may also indicate the original existence of the scroll.
"Ah? Why is this happening? What are they all?! It's inexplicable!" Jiajun couldn't help but get angry in his heart.
But at this moment, Jiajun suddenly discovered that there was still a black aura on his chest, squirming there, like a little snake. Before he could react more, the light and shadow changed, and the next moment, the sky in front of him, the original brightness turned into darkness in an instant.
In an instant, Jiajun felt an uncontrollable force coming out of his body, and his eyes turned red in an instant.
The veins all over my body swelled up, and I felt like I had endless energy in my body to vent it.
"Not good!" He was shocked, and his divine power moved all over his body, suppressing this inexplicable power with all his strength.
Just then, in front of Jiajun, a faint red dress attracted his attention. His eyes looked in front of him, his fair skin, ethereal eyes, and three thousand hairs scattered in the wind, without any embellishment, but they were better than countless beautiful scenery on earth.
While Jiajun looked in front of him, the man in red was also looking at Jiaming.
The man in red looks about the same age as Jiajun, with a smile on his face. If he doesn't mind, he will reveal two charming dimples. His fair skin is so tender that it is almost dripping with water.
"Stupid brat, what are you looking at?" The woman in red was stunned when she saw Jiajun. Seeing his beastly appearance as if he was about to explode, she couldn't help but yell nervously.
But to be honest, Jiajun is indeed a bit weird now, her eyes are covered with bloodshot and her veins are swelling. No matter how you look, she looks like she is dissatisfied. The time when the woman in red appears in front of her is really inappropriate.
At this time, Jiajun seemed to be standing there blankly, and had not moved for a long time. To be precise, he was very uncomfortable when he wanted to move a step. He didn't have too many thoughts in his heart, and did not look at the woman more, but just tried his best to continue suppressing the strange power on his body.
Looking at Jiajun with a frown, the girl snorted coldly: "Stupid brat, why are you pretending to be pitiful? I don't have time to pay attention to you." As she said that, she turned around and wanted to leave.
Jiajun closed his eyes. Now the breath in his body tortures him so much that he feels very uncomfortable, and his whole body begins to tremble.
At the same time, he couldn't help but move his steps hard, trying to walk forward slowly.
"Ah! Hooligan, pervert, what do you want to do?" The woman in red was stunned, as if she had misunderstood Jiajun's purpose. She ran away, and while running, she screamed: "Don't come here!"
This woman was obviously just a mortal, and she was still the kind of person who had no training. After running for a while, she didn't see her running far.
Xiang was sweating profusely and panting. Biyao turned around and looked at Jiajun, thinking in her heart: "Why is this pervert so fast that she caught up with her all at once?!"
Jiajun behind him felt a pain, and his originally painful body gradually improved due to his forced operation.
The bloodshots in his eyes had disappeared faintly, and even the veins that burst out all over his body slowly faded away.
"Miss, wait a moment." Jiajun seemed to see his embarrassment and said with a wry smile.
The woman in front of her spat gently: "Who is the lady? Don't scream."
"Sister, wait!"
"You are the eldest sister. I am not married yet." Biyao said, and found that Jiajun had come to her.
At this time, Jiajun had recovered long ago. Bi Yao's beautiful eyes looked at Jiajun carefully, and the panic in her heart had gradually disappeared.
Jiajun in front of him was very delicate, but his clothes were scratched, but his eyes were very firm, revealing the handsomeness and heroic spirit of a young man.
At this moment, the woman's heart was slightly moved, and she thought to herself, the boy in front of her is pretty good, why did she come to be a pervert?
If Jiajun knew what she was thinking, she would not know if she would vomit blood, and the woman in front of her was also curiously looking at Jiajun in front of her.
"Who are you and why are you here?"
"Sister, I..." Jiajun was about to speak, but before he could finish his words, the entire ground was turbulent, and at this moment, the breath mobilized everything in front of him.
"Biyao, you made me find it so hard." In front of me, a black shadow blocked Biyao's way.
Jiajun looked up and frowned slightly. The person who came looked extremely fierce and still had some strength. What kind of holiday can Biyao, a mortal woman, have to celebrate with him? Jiajun subconsciously looked at Biyao beside him.
Beside him, the woman called Bi Yao looked like a arrogant woman just now, and turned her head to look at Jiajun in horror, with a hint of help covering her eyes.
"Who are you?" Seeing this, Jiajun asked indifferently.
The strong and macho smelled solemn, and he was too lazy to reply, so he slapped Jiajun directly: "Boy, stop meddling in other people's business."
The breath was like the sea, gradually condensed in the air. Jiajun's eyes looked at the strong man in front of him, full of fierce murderous intent.
"Boy, the one who dares to block the king of my South Court has not appeared yet." The strong man waved his hand and slapped him.
Seeing the attack in front of her arrived, Bi Yao stood beside her and looked at Jiajun worriedly, as if she felt a little guilty about her behavior just now. She lowered her head and whispered, "Boy, be careful."
"Hmph, boy, you are not my opponent yet. I advise you to go home and have a breastfeeding." The strong man smiled freely.
A layer of black aura slowly squirmed in his palm. Then a layer of air knife formed, gathering in the air, and quickly released it towards Jiajun.
At this moment, all the aura condensed in an instant, and Bi Yao tightly pinched the corner of her clothes with her little hands.
Although she could see that Jiajun was unusual, what he was facing was the king of the South Courtyard.
You know, the King of the South Court is one of the four masters under the King of Ming Dynasty. He is considered to be the dominant in this area, and Jiajun looks so thin.
Thinking of this, Bi Yao's expression was slightly moved. She felt that she seemed to have implicated Jiajun in front of her. Perhaps, she shouldn't have appeared.
As if she saw through what she was thinking, a smile appeared on the corner of Jiajun's mouth.
"Hehe, sister, men should have stood in front of women." Jiajun smiled sly, his expression was still calm, and he looked calm.
At this moment, Biyao was stunned and looked at the boy who was younger than her in front of her. For some reason, her heart was beating in her heart.
A warm current spread throughout his body in an instant, turning his head over and trying to prevent himself from looking at Jiajun's eyes. (To be continued...)