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

I don't know how long it took, but Yan Mingxiu didn't think the matter was over until his hands became sore.

Out of reciprocity, he didn't get much benefit from Yuan Feizui himself.

Not to mention that he had just chased Yuan Fei all the way drunk and fought hard, his physical strength was completely exhausted, and now he can only lie weak in the man's arms, not wanting to move half of his fingers.

Yuan Feizui pitifully pecked him on the cheek a few times, and carried him into the nearby room.

Yan Mingxiu saw that he was very familiar with the terrain of this Yangliu Villa, and couldn't help muttering: "Could it be that you also have an identity in this Yangliu Villa?"

Yuan Fei laughed drunkenly and said nothing, and put Yan Mingxiu on the bed, but didn't intend to let him rest: "Mingxiu hasn't told me about your Senior Brother Yue yet?"

Yan Mingxiu's heart moved, but he said with a smile: "Senior Brother Yue grew up practicing martial arts with me, so my relationship with him is naturally unusual."

"Really?" Yuan Feizui's handsome face was a bit evil, with a hint of danger overflowing: "Mingxiu, can you tell me carefully, where is this unusual?"

"Eat at the same table, sleep at the same bed, these are all very common things." Yan Mingxiu touched the bottom line of Yuan Feizui, deliberately said such words to stimulate him.

"You two brothers are really affectionate, sincere, sincere, and caring." Yuan Feizui gritted his teeth and thought to himself, it seems that he is too kind to Yan Mingxiu, spoiling this man lawlessly, he actually Dare to go outside with other men...

"So, you are the one who attacked Yue Han in the bamboo forest."

Yuan Feizui snorted coldly: "That old fox is pretending to eat your tofu, I don't know what to do to you if I don't give him some color."

Yan Mingxiu just wanted to refute, but remembered the conversation with Yue Han in the tea shop.

"If you want to try his sincerity, then just be inseparable and inseparable from me."

Seeing that he was silent, the anger in Yuan Feizui's heart finally dissipated. Seeing Mingxiu's softness and cuteness today, he forgave him magnanimously.

But the warning is still necessary: ​​"Stay away from that old fox in the future, he is not a serious person."

Yan Mingxiu asked rhetorically, "He is not a decent person, so are you?"

Yuan Feizui chuckled lightly and hugged him into his arms: "I'm only being rude to Mingxiu."

Why didn't I find out before, why is this man so glib?

Yan Mingxiu muttered dissatisfiedly, but when he smelled the familiar aura on Yuan Feizui's body, he was inexplicably relieved.It seemed that I was destined not to escape from his grasp.

Waking up the next morning, the sleepy Yan Mingxiu subconsciously wanted to touch the eyebrows of the people around him, but he missed it.

When he came back to his senses, he found that there was no one in the room, only the faint fragrance in the room proved that yesterday was not his dream.

This bastard is really fast.Yan Mingxiu got up to wash up, unaware that he looked like a wife who complained that her husband got up early and left home.

By the time he took care of himself, it was already high in the sun.The roar of salutes came from another part of the villa, presumably the martial arts conference had already begun.Yan Mingxiu secretly said "Oops", and walked quickly towards the venue.

It was very easy to find the location of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect. Before he could catch his breath, Yue Han's eager voice sounded: "Yan Mingxiu, where did you go! You made me worry about you all morning!"

Yan Mingxiu broke out in a hot sweat, and hurriedly apologized: "Brother Yue, let me rest for a while, and then I will talk about it in detail."

The fight off the court was in full swing, and it was unknown which disciple it was.Yan Mingxiu took a sip of tea and finally regained his energy before telling the story of hunting down the man in black last night.

"You went after that thief single-handedly?" Yue Han's face was very ugly, obviously dissatisfied with Yan Mingxiu's risky life, the deputy head not far away also nodded and said: "Don't chase after the poor, nephew Mingxiu It’s really wrong to be so aggressive.”

Yan Mingxiu had no choice but to admit his mistake disheartened, and said that the man in black escaped because of his lack of skill, but because he chased too far and lost his way in this Yangliu Villa, he had to find a random room to deal with it.

His series of words were impeccable, and the deputy head said a few words to him, that's all.

On the contrary, Yue Han looked at him meaningfully: "Except for chasing that thief last night, Ming Xiu really didn't meet anyone else?"

Yan Mingxiu frowned, and asked in displeasure, "What do you mean by that senior brother?"

"It's nothing." Yue Han suppressed the anger in his heart, and shifted his gaze to the two disciples who were competing, "I'm just asking casually."

The flashes of swords and swords under the stage quickly attracted the attention of the two of them, and the deputy head Fu Xu was full of praise and praised repeatedly.

Standing in the arena is a Taoist priest in green clothes. He came from the largest Taoist temple in Southern Martial Arts. Now he came to participate in the Martial Arts Conference alone, just to establish his prestige.In the end, it lived up to expectations, it was actually a one-man battle with five people, and there was no sign of disappointment.

The Taoist looked around, looked around, cupped his hands and said, "Is there any senior who wants to come and compete with a certain one?"

Those who are a little older have a good face, and they are afraid of losing in the hands of such juniors;

Those who were about the same age as him were all shocked by his martial arts just now, so they dared not speak out for a while.

As a result, no one in the field responded.

Yue Han frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "This little Taoist priest is arrogant, let me teach him a lesson."

He was about to stand up, but was stopped by Yan Mingxiu, who also had itchy hands: "Brother Yue, why don't you give me a chance and come up later."

After saying that, he performed a light kung fu, landed lightly on the field, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Yan Mingxiu of the Xiaoyao Sword School is here to ask for advice."

The man looked him up and down, and suddenly smiled strangely: "Swords have no eyes, Your Excellency should be careful."

After saying that, a fierce aura suddenly swayed in the field, which was menacing, but invisible, and many onlookers couldn't help but marvel.

Yan Mingxiu remained calm, knowing that the person in front of him was an enemy he rarely encountered in his life, but the excitement in his eyes became more and more intense, he lightly tapped the sword with his fingers, and his heart was already eager to try.

It was only an instant, but seeing the fierce aura lingering around just now, it suddenly turned into a golden dragon and struck at Yan Mingxiu with a bang.

The latter Zilong was slightly shocked, and a purple awn gushed out from the tip of the sword, making it the Xiaoyao Sword School's entry-level swordsmanship.

Everyone can learn this sword technique, but Yan Mingxiu used it, and saw the purple light dazzled in mid-air, almost swallowing the golden light.

A trace of resentment flashed in the Taoist's eyes, and immediately shot up into the sky, and the wind of sword and palm struck from left and right at the same time.

Yan Mingxiu had no choice but to withdraw his sword, and the overwhelming purple energy just now dissipated into nothingness.

The master's fight is only within an inch, it stands to reason that Yan Mingxiu has been defeated, and the Taoist priest should also withdraw his sword, but it can be seen that his energy has not diminished, as if he wants to put Yan Mingxiu to death.

Yuan Fei, who was pretending to be Yun Mie, sank from his intoxication, and was about to rescue him, but there was another person standing in front of Yan Mingxiu like an exiled immortal before him!