Quick Transmigration: Don't be the hero of the show

"It turned out to be him." Yue Han looked at the young man in black meaningfully, and snorted coldly: "What kind of eyes do these girls have? He is obviously not half as good-looking as our Mingxiu." Mie very has a natural hostility.

The young man seemed to be looking for someone in the crowd, until he saw Yan Mingxiu, he smiled slightly.

The moment I looked at him, a sense of familiarity welled up in my heart.This person clearly has no resemblance to Yuan Feizui, but at that moment Yan Mingxiu's heart flashed that bastard's face.

It seemed that I was really crazy about him, Yan Mingxiu was a little annoyed, and he didn't know if he was angry with himself who was deeply in love and could not extricate himself, or with Yuan Feidrunk who lingered in his heart.

"Let's go and look elsewhere. There are so many people here, it's really annoying."

Yue Han also had no interest in the occasions where these martial arts figures complimented each other, so the two gradually drifted away.

On the contrary, it was the very popular Young Hero Yun Mie Yun who looked at their receding figures thoughtfully, and suddenly said, "Those two are the second sons of Xiaoyao?"

He has always been reticent, and the owner Yang Ze was taken aback for a moment before he smiled and said, "That's right, Shaoxia Yun has seen them?"

"I met by chance before."

Yang Ze couldn't help being a little surprised. Although Yun Mie didn't often associate with people in the Jianghu, he was one of the few people who could be called friends of Yun Mie.

He had never seen this young man Yun was interested in others, and today was the first time.Yang Ze thought to himself, Yun Mie didn't seem to have a family, but now he suddenly became interested in men, could it be that he has a habit of Long Yang?

Of course he didn't want to ask too much about this kind of thing, he just smiled and said: "The second son of Xiaoyao is indeed a rare young talent, just now the seniors also said that one of them has become a royal staff, what a pity."

On the other side, Yan Mingxiu and Yue Han walked slowly and came to a purple bamboo forest.

Yue Han said with a smile: "This Villa Master Yang is really good at picking a place, such a large piece of geomantic and precious land, he actually took it for him to build a villa."

Yan Mingxiu only felt that the emerald green bamboos surrounded him, and his uneasy mood was swept away: "If Brother Yue is willing, he can also build a manor under Huashan Mountain."

Yue Han is the son of a wealthy merchant in the south of the Yangtze River. When he heard what Yan Mingxiu said, he also burst out laughing: "If I build a mountain villa, I will be alone and have no life, unless Mingxiu is willing to stay with me for a long time. Let's practice swordsmanship together Competing in martial arts, reciting poems and admiring the moon, those are the joys of life.”

Yan Mingxiu felt something in his heart, but he didn't pay attention to the ambiguity in his tone.He leaned over and picked up a broken bamboo pole on the ground and threw it to Yue Han: "I haven't seen you in a year, I wonder if brother Yue's kung fu has improved?"

Yue Han raised his eyebrows: "Then let's accompany Mingxiu to have a try." As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yan Mingxiu using bamboo as a sword, and when he struck out with a cold light, he slashed at Yue Han's chest.

Suspicious in Yue Han's heart, he secretly said that Mingxiu's swordsmanship was steady before, with wide opening and closing, but now although he has improved a lot, he has inexplicably become fiercer, and he doesn't know why.

He was thinking like this, but he took advantage of his strength and took a few steps back.

He only heard Yan Mingxiu ask: "Brother Yue, why didn't he come out with the sword?" Suddenly heard a soft voice, it turned out that Yue Han's Confucian hat had cut a hole in the bamboo pole.

"Mingxiu damaged my clothes, but I have to pay for one." Yue Han joked, but his eyes were fixed on the bamboo sword in Yan Mingxiu's hand.

Yan Mingxiu's sword moves suddenly changed, like a rain of flowers, making it difficult for people to see clearly.At that time, Yue Han returned his sword to fight back, knocking Yan Mingxiu back: "My brother is getting old, I'm afraid I can't beat Xiao Mingxiu."

"Hmph, glib!" Yan Mingxiu's sword moves became more and more eager, and he danced the 46 sword techniques of Xiaoyao Jiange in a variety of ways, ever-changing.

Seeing it, Yue Han couldn't help but secretly startled, and began to wonder who taught it, so that his martial arts improved by leaps and bounds.

The two of them had done hundreds of moves like this, no one could win or lose, who would have thought that at 130 moves, the bamboo sword in Yan Mingxiu's hand was overwhelmed and broke in two from the middle.

This came suddenly, quite disappointing.Yan Mingxiu had no choice but to throw the bamboo pole and muttered: "This bamboo sword is really not durable, let's compare it elsewhere."

Yue Han waved his hands again and again and said: "Another day, another day, my brother can't stand your troubles like this."

While talking, he put his arms around Yan Mingxiu's shoulders, and took the opportunity to lean on him: "Fighting with Mingxiu, my old bones can't stand it, ouch."

Yan Mingxiu snorted coldly, but didn't push him away.The two of them, brothers and sisters, have always played around like this, and they didn't feel any difference at the moment.

"What are you pretending to be, you are one year older than me."

Yue Han lightly sniffed the faint scent in his junior brother's hair, pretending to wail: "One year old, this year's difference is far away..."

He hadn't finished speaking when he heard the sound of piercing through the air behind him, Yue Han turned his palm slightly and pushed it out, only heard a soft sound, but saw a dart suddenly appearing on the purple bamboo not far away.

Yan Mingxiu was terrified, looked around, and found that the bamboo in the northwest direction was moving without wind, and then stabbed out with a sword: "Who is it?!"

His sword pierced through the air, and the person who used the concealed weapon to sneak attack had already disappeared without a trace.

Yue Han took off the dart and looked at it carefully, and said slowly: "It seems that there are quite a few people from our Sword Sect who are going to plot against Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in this martial arts conference."

Seeing that the darts are nothing more than ordinary hidden weapons, and there is no clue, Yan Mingxiu sneered and said: "If you dare to come to find unhappy, come and kill one by one."

After this encounter, the two had no intention of competing again, put away the darts and walked out of the bamboo forest slowly.

Suddenly, Yue Han looked back in confusion.

"what happened?"

"Nothing, let's go."

At that moment just now, Yue Han clearly felt an inexplicable killing intent behind him.But when he turned his head, the killing intent disappeared without a trace.The strangest thing is that this person seems to be aiming at himself?

Yangliu Villa occupies quite a large area, and it was time for dinner when the two returned to their residence.They coincidentally concealed the fact that they were attacked, and they didn't want to worry Wang Biancai, the deputy head.

After dinner, they each went back to their rooms. Yan Mingxiu saw a few idle books on the bookshelf, and when he was about to take them out to have a look, he saw a shadow flashing past the window.

The thief is still there!He was taken aback, afraid of disturbing the junior in the next room, so he quietly chased him out with his sword.

After chasing for a stick of incense like this, Yan Mingxiu was about to leave the range of Yangliu Villa, but the distance between Yan Mingxiu and the man in black was still a few meters away, and he couldn't move forward no matter what.

"Stop thieves and bandits!" I'm afraid I will run out of strength if I continue to chase.Zilong unsheathed and charged behind the man in black.