[Quick Transmigration] Textbook Edition Counterattack Manual

"Enn, you are not close to women, why don't you give it a try?"

Huai'an leaned over and exhaled, the lightly scented lips gently touched Luo Yuan's ears, the soft touch made him avoid unconsciously, the scalding temperature at the base of the ears almost affected his brain.

He was afraid that Huai'an would say something that would annoy him, so he simply kept his mouth shut, and walked along behind his back without saying a word.

Luo Yuan is a martial artist, his traveling speed was faster than the speed of the two of them, and he quickly sent Huai'an to the inn in the city by himself.

At this time, many people have already started activities, and occasionally one or two warriors can be seen walking on the side of the road with swords.

Huai An jumped off Luo Yuan, raised his hand to brush his hair and was covered by a robe of the other party, he grabbed his hair with one hand and the monk robe with the other, raised his head to look at Luo Yuan.

The body of the young man who took off his outer robe looked a little thin, and his short-cut hair made him even taller, and the snow-white robe made his eyebrows clear, gentle and amiable.

He gave himself his outer robe, and even the prayer beads he had put on his body were gone.

Huai An's eyes turned, and they turned around him slowly, and finally stayed in his lowered eyes: "Handsome brother, what are you doing? Do you think I don't look good in clothes?"

He turned around in front of Luo Yuan, the skirt under his feet was like a fluttering butterfly, and the bells on the ankle chain were jingling, even if he was slightly embarrassed, he was extremely beautiful.

Luo Yuan said calmly: "Miss, your clothes are torn, I just borrow your clothes for the time being."

Although men and women are not valued very much in Jianghu, but for ordinary people, like Huai'an who showed his shoulders and calves just now, he is no longer a serious person.

He was wearing a ruffled robe, and the long coat fell down to the ground, almost covering Huai'an's feet.

Huai'an's body is not tall, and his bones are slender, so when he is wearing a gauze robe, he is like a child wearing adult clothes, and he looks very petite and lovely.

Luo Yuan took a step back, his throat rolling slightly.

He had to admit that Huai'an was really beautiful.

Beautiful to the extreme.

Luo Yuan lowered his eyes, and subconsciously wanted to hold the Buddhist beads and turn them around, but suddenly remembered that his Buddhist beads had long since disappeared.

He pursed his lips and said in a deep voice, "Miss, hurry up and rest."

"What about you?" Huai'an seemed to be unaware of the outsiders' staring at him, staring at the young man with sparkling eyes.

At this time the inn opened for business, many guests came outside, Huai An didn't wear a veil, it was very attractive, Luo Yuan didn't want Huai An to stay outside for a long time, so he simply said directly: "I will find another place, please miss me Don't miss it."

Huai'an was just about to ask him where he was going, but suddenly there was a commotion outside, accompanied by the laughter of a familiar young man, a figure in a blue tight robe suddenly stepped into the inn.

"Brother Mo, don't say any more, I don't want to hear you say those bad things to Mrs. Huai!"

The young man who stepped into the inn had a handsome face and deep eyebrows, he was even more handsome than other Qingjun men, he was tall and slender, once he stepped in, it seemed that the whole inn was filled with an inexplicable aroma of rouge.

Huai'an's complexion changed slightly, he subconsciously shrank behind Luo Yuan, carefully grabbed Luo Yuan's cuff, and said in a low voice: "Handsome brother, help me."

Luo Yuan glanced at the young man who stepped into the inn, and frowned slightly.

"Take me up quickly, don't be discovered by him." Huai'an urged in a low voice.

Beside the young man was a handsome young man, who was holding a fan in his hand, with the corners of his lips slightly curled up, and with a frivolous tone, he said with a low voice, "This lady Huai is a famous oiran in the Qinhuai Building, and I just admire her as a brother." Her demeanor is all, brother Ning don't mind."

Luo Yuan's eyes froze, he pursed his lips and looked at the handsome young man, his face was slightly cold.

The so-called rivers and lakes are neither big nor small, just enough for enemies to meet each other.

However, the youth did not know Luo Yuan.

Luo Yuan silently recited the mantra of clearing his heart, and when he looked back, he saw the demanding gaze in Huai'an's eyes, and nodded silently.

The tall man used his height to block Huai'an's slender body, and led him up to the second floor step by step, naturally and calmly.

The young man seemed to be aware of it, and raised his eyes to look at Luo Yuan's back.

"Brother Mo! Brother Mo!" Huaining swayed in front of Mo Hua, frowned slightly and said, "What were you looking at just now? Could it be that there is a peerless beauty?"

While speaking, Huai Ning followed his gaze to the second floor with burning eyes, but only saw the back of a man with an inch-thin head, and cut it rather disappointedly: "It's nothing...see you look so I was so lost in thought that I thought there were beauties haunting me!"

Among the Jianghu, there are not a few people like Luo Yuan with a flat head, so Huaining is not surprised.

Mo Hua chuckled lightly and said, "Haha, no matter how beautiful a beauty is, they can't match the Lady Huai in Brother Ning's mind, right?"

Huaining also smiled: "Naturally, my lady Huai is not comparable to ordinary people."

The young man's hoarse voice carried a hint of teasing, Huai'an was walking, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart, subconsciously tightened Luo Yuan's cuffs, and took a deep breath.

The emotions that originally belonged to Huai'an were affecting him. Thinking of this, Huai'an's brows became slightly unhappy, but he quickly adjusted. After stepping into the room he had reserved, he turned around and reached out to take off the drape over his shoulders. on the robe.

"Thank you."

It was rare for him not to show a frivolous look, but sincerely thanked Luo Yuan.

Luo Yuan said: "Efforts made by raising one's hand are worthless."

"Aren't you curious why I avoid him?" Huai'an asked him.

"I don't know."

Huai An sighed and did not speak.

Luo Yuan paused, seeing the melancholy in Huai'an's eyebrows, and couldn't help but comfort him: "Miss...you are born in trouble, why should you be bothered by others?"

He has probably never seen Huai'an like this before, from the frivolous first impression to the noisy second impression, to the inexplicable sadness now, Luo Yuan unconsciously felt a little pity.

Huai'an hooked the corners of his lips, and suddenly revealed a smile that Luo Yuan was particularly familiar with.

"You're right, I shouldn't be troubled by others. Handsome brother, how about... How about I trouble you?"

The "woman" took off her blouse, revealing her snow-white shoulders and neck. He placed his hands on his chest, and the red and white colors were particularly eye-catching. He raised his eyebrows, with some expectation in his charming eyes, and looked at Luo edge.

Luo Yuan was silent for a while, took a step back decisively, grabbed his robe, quickly backed away, and hurriedly closed the door for him.

"Let me take my leave, Miss will meet later!"

"Hey—handsome brother, don't leave! Come back soon and we'll be in the bridal chamber~"

Huai'an waved to the closed door lazily, this lazy look was completely different from the person who was about to be in the bridal chamber with Luo Yuan just now!

"Hey, it's really boring." Huai'an yelled, and said to the system: "How much time is left before the plot starts?"

"There are still three more days. The male lead should have arrived around here."

"I know, the deity saw him just now." Huai'an unhurriedly asked Xiaoer to get him some hot water for a bath, and chatted with the system wholeheartedly: "When I saw him just now, I was caught by this guy." The emotions of the body are affected, do you think this is a good thing or a bad thing?"

The system suddenly looked confused: "This..."

How should this be said?It always feels that there is something in Huai'an's words!

"Don't worry, I didn't ask you to answer." Huai'an looked at himself in the mirror, and the corners of his lips curled slightly: "But I see that the luck of the hero is quite strange..."

It stands to reason that the luck inherent in those favored by heaven would allow them to walk on the glorious road of being the favored son of heaven, but just now Huai'an took a look, and saw the black energy entangled in the luck above the opponent's head.

The purple-gold air and the lifeless black air resisted and melted each other. Presumably, the original Huaining in that body had returned—and brought back the memories of the previous life, so that the blackness became entangled, causing the traveler's air to become entangled. Some damage.

Thinking of this, Huai'an picked up the comb on the dressing table, and slowly put it on the black silk that was full of silk and brocade.

Huaining, who has been blackened with the memory of his previous life, has returned. What will the soul that traveled through time do?

Huai'an smiled at the mirror, the grey-yellow mirror reflected his slightly distorted smile, which was weird and beautiful.

Will the so-called protagonist and the so-called plot really go on so smoothly?

Feijian Villa is a rare and prominent sword-making family in Jianghu. Their world-famous Falling Flower Excalibur has attracted people all over the world. There are even rumors that the one who wins the Excalibur wins the world.

Such rumors immediately spread the name System No. 101 of Feijian Villa. Countless heroes came to admire the divine sword, and some even had evil thoughts to occupy it.

But how can the Excalibur be so good! ?Not to mention that there are countless organs up and down in Feijian Villa, but it is said that there are countless heroic guests in their family. Among them, Xue Guiren, who is the second most powerful in the world, is the permanent guest. defeated by the opponent's strong force.

The purpose of the Sword Forging Contest this time at Feijian Villa is to create momentum for the villa so that people in the rivers and lakes can see the strength of their own villa and frighten the world; The vacant position left by the brain drain; the third is to find a son-in-law for his daughter.

Such a good opportunity to kill three birds with one stone, the owner of Feijian Villa did his best to make it perfect. In order to build momentum, he specially invited the heads of various martial arts sects to sit in the town. It is a samurai with a sword and a female warrior with a long whip walking on the side of the road.

The huge Feijian Villa is located in the south of the Yangtze River. The long river runs through the entire Feijian Villa, making it look like a gorgeous building floating on the water. The ridge beasts on the cornices stretch their teeth and claws. The lantern swayed gently with the wind, and the noisy crowd almost broke through the threshold, even the huge stone lion in front of the gate of Feijian Villa was dimmed.

Countless people visited first, and the owner of Feijian stood in front of the door, welcoming all the invited heroes with a smile on his face.

"Nanyin Temple presides over Master Qingyin to—"

The owner of Feijian's eyes lit up, brushed his beard on his chin, and greeted him with a smile on his face: "Master Qingyin, it's been a long time!"

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It's as if the body has been hollowed out...

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