The daily life of the villain and the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Maybe it was because they held it in for too long, and the two of them began to complain about each other.

"Jianzun seems to have changed suddenly in the past six months. In the past, he used to go to practice Jianping for morning classes every day, rain or shine, but now he hasn't gone for half a year."

"Jian Zun also learned to drink and gamble, and every day he drags people to drink at Qingyun and gathers people to gamble!"

"He doesn't know where he found an outer disciple to cook for him specially. The fairy birds of the sect will run away when they see him."

"The head of the sect is going to die of anger, saying that he has brought down the whole school ethos, and he ignored him when he was driven out to travel several times..."

Daoist Mingyuan was almost dumbfounded when he heard it. Is this still the cultivator Haoran Sword Master he knew?

Daoist Mingyuan still remembered that he said that drinking alcohol would affect the speed of the sword, so he never touched a drop of alcohol.

A person who wished to spend twelve hours a day on cultivation, would find time to eat?

Moreover, this guy who only focuses on kendo has also learned to play cards?Thinking of Haoran Sword Master's indifferent face, he couldn't imagine that scene anyway.

It's very likely that something happened. It's either a heart demon or being taken away. Daoist Mingyuan and Su Yi looked at each other in unison.

"Master Uncle, when you see Master, you must persuade him well." The two sword cultivators looked at Daoist Ming Yuan expectantly.

Daoist Ming Yuan nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will."

When Daoist Mingyuan and Su Yi walked away, the short Jianxiu turned his head to the tall Jianxiu with a dull look in his eyes, "Xuanming, I read that right, my uncle smiled at me just now?"

Although it was just a faint smile, it had never happened before!This discovery shocked him no less than the change of Sword Master.

The tall sword cultivator named Xuan Ming nodded affirmatively and said, "You read that right, I saw it too."

He approached the short Jianxiu, and said softly: "Hey, Fei Guang, have you noticed that Master Uncle seems to feel different this time?"

Fei Guang nodded, "Indeed, it seems that people are getting closer than before."

You must know that Daoist Mingyuan and Sword Master Haoran are two famous icebergs in the cultivation world. One is practicing the way of ruthlessness, and the other is practicing the way of swordsmanship.

But now, the two icebergs have a tendency to melt, how can it not be surprising.

Xuan Ming winked and said: "Tell me, could it be because of the Hehuan Sect boy next to him?"

Fei Guang was taken aback, "What do you mean?"

"As far as you think, it's not that there are no male and female Taoist couples in the world of cultivation." Xuan Ming curled his lips.

Fei Guang shouted in a low voice: "Don't talk nonsense, Master Uncle cultivated the Dao of Heartlessness."

Daoist Mingyuan and Su Yi didn't know that the two Jian Xiu were arranging them. They first went to the head of the Cangkong Sword Sect, and took out the messenger talisman of the head of the Tianji Sect to clarify their intentions in the future, so that Su Yi could pass the Ming Dynasty. road.

The sect master who received the summoning talisman agreed to this request with the favor of Tianjizong, but only agreed to open the first ten floors of Wanjian Pagoda for Su Yi to enlighten.

Then, the two hurried to Qingyun where Sword Master Haoran was. They needed to confirm the true state of Sword Master Haoran and see if the other party was influenced by the inner demon.

"Bump! In the red."

"Eight."

"Twenty thousand..."

"Haha, bring me [-], I'm fooling myself!"

Just approaching the place near Qingyun, Su Yi heard a burst of lively voices.

He couldn't help but widen his eyes. Was this voice playing mahjong?Does this world also have mahjong?

Just when Su Yi was in doubt, the people inside seemed to sense the arrival of the two, and a lazy voice came, "Is it Ming Yuan?"

The closed door suddenly opened, revealing a table of people playing mahjong.

Facing the north side was a young man wearing a golden martial arts costume. His face was deep, but he looked a little sloppy. Not only was his clothes not neatly dressed, but his hair was tied up randomly. He looked a little messy and his face was pale. , the whole person was filled with a decadent breath.

It made Su Yi inexplicably think of the social animal who had just left the company after working overtime all night.

With the abnormal aura emanating from his body, Su Yi instantly determined that the other party was Sword Master Haoran, and the demonic aura on his body had become very obvious.

The other three accompanying players were also very young, and the clothes of the two sects were more gorgeous, and the clothes of the young man sitting on the east side were the most plain, not even as good as the two sword cultivators Su Yi met at the door just now.

On the table was a mahjong carved from jade, exactly the same as the one Su Yi had seen on Blue Star, and there were some scattered spirit stones in front of the four of them.

"It really is Mingyuan, long time no see." The young man in the golden school uniform raised his head and asked attentively, "Do you want to play mahjong? This is a new thing from the mortal world, so it's very interesting."

"Haoran, you..." Seeing such a decadent friend with his own eyes, Daoist Ming Yuan became even more worried, "How did you become like this?"

Sword Master Haoran scratched his head, and said weakly: "Ah, I just suddenly felt that it was so boring to live like that before. What do you do to practice so hard every day? You may not be able to successfully ascend. No matter how good your sword skills are, it seems useless. Fighting It’s not good to kill too much, but I’m still comfortable now.”

He spread his hands, with a foolish smile on his face: "No matter how long you live, you will die one day, so why work so hard to live forever, why not just play cards, drink, eat something delicious, life is much easier than before .”

After finishing speaking, Sword Master Haoran patted the young man in the low-level disciple's uniform beside him again, "I tell you, you must try the delicious food made by the little guy next to me this time, his barbecue is a must!" Although he is young, he is very proficient in eating, drinking and playing. He taught me how to play mahjong."

The young man lowered his head shyly, and Su Yi looked at him carefully, and found that the other party was actually very calm in his heart, not what he showed on the outside at all.

[Hey, this little guy is a bit interesting. ] The old devil's voice suddenly came.

"Old devil, what did you see?" Su Yi hurriedly asked.

[Your hometown. 】The old devil said mysteriously: 【There are some other little secrets about him. 】

Another little secret?Su Yi started to be a little curious, but the old devil didn't tell him, so he could only find out the answer by himself.

Ming Yuan looked at the young man with an unkind expression. In his eyes, this young man was the culprit who made bad friends, so naturally he wouldn't give him any good looks.

Seeing this, he glanced at the sword resting on the corner of the table from the corner of his eye, and anger surged in his heart instantly.

"Do you still remember what you said before?" Daoist Mingyuan stared at Sword Master Haoran, and said sharply: "Who said to be number one in the world? Who said to pursue the pinnacle of swordsmanship? Who is it? Said to be the youngest ascender in a thousand years?"

"Have you forgotten all of this?"

He pointed to the sword on the ground, with a seriousness on Su Yi's face that he had never seen before, "This is your natal sword, you named it yourself, you told me that nothing in this world is more important than your sword, It is your life, your Taoist companion. But now you use it to stand on the table? Are you worthy of being a swordsman!"

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, Su Yi almost laughed out loud, saying that Jianxiu's wife is his natal sword. Although he knew that the other party was influenced by a demon, it would be too funny to use his wife as a table foot.

Sword Master Haoran seemed to be dumbfounded by the scolding, he raised a hand and said helplessly: "Okay, I was wrong."

Then use the other hand to pick up the sword on the ground, "I don't need to use it as a table foot."

He casually put the sword on his lap, and said with a playful smile, "Look, I picked it up. Don't be angry, it's not good for your health, and it's easy to get old, it's not worth it."

Daoist Mingyuan saw that he had no repentance at all, as if he had punched the cotton with a punch, and he was extremely weak. He had never seen such a friend before, and he didn't know what to do.

Su Yi tugged at the sleeve of Daoist Mingyuan behind him, and Daoist Mingyuan turned his head, looking at the soothing smile on Su Yi's face, his heart was inexplicably relieved in an instant.

Sword Master Haoran also saw the small movements of the two of them, he raised his eyebrows and showed an interesting smile on his face.

It was the first time for him to see such an intimate side of his friend and person, and he asked in a drawn out voice, "Who is this fellow Taoist?"