It’s a bit unaccustomed to be a supporting role for the first time [Quick Transmigration]

The last match of the martial arts conference.

Mu Han was standing on one side of the arena with his sword in his arms, and standing opposite him was Li Qing, the young master of Lianyun Villa whose voice was not lower than Mu Han's.

He has a handsome appearance, with a smile showing two shallow dimples. He doesn't look like a martial arts master wielding swords at all, but rather a gentle and elegant scholar.

The two stood facing each other without speaking, probably making eye contact.

After a while, Li Qing couldn't help but open his mouth, smiling very sincerely, "Brother Mu, I have always admired you, it's really impressive to have such achievements at such a young age..."

"Just hit it." Mu Han's sword was ready to move, and he didn't want to hear any nonsense.

Li Qing's smile remained unchanged, and he raised his sword to withstand Mu Han's fierce blow.

Mu Han's body was like a phantom, and the speed of the sword was extremely fast, and the whole figure seemed to be integrated with the sword.

Li Qing carried it very hard, and there was already a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. Even so, he kept chattering, "Brother Mu, my younger sister Li Ruo is young and beautiful, and she is the most beautiful woman in Kyoto. Although her personality is a little willful, her heart is very good, do you want to consider..."

"Don't think about it." There seemed to be a ray of red light in Mu Han's eyes, cold and invulnerable.

Li Qing was not discouraged, "Don't be so sure, you don't know her well, how can you be sure that you are not good at it?"

"Ka—" With a crisp sound, Li Qing's sword broke.

Mu Han stopped his hands and returned to a calm state. He ignored Li Qing and prepared to leave with his sword.

Li Qing threw the broken sword indifferently, followed behind Mu Han and continued, "Sister Miao Ling, do you understand?"

.......

The knights in the audience stretched their heads and looked anxiously thinking that they could see the fierce, exciting and cruel battle between the two tigers: What kind of sand sculpture young master is this? ? ?What is he here for? ? ?Sell ​​your own sister? ? ?

Time passed, and it was almost dusk in a blink of an eye.

The current location of the sundial has been found, and it is in Mu Yuntian's house.

The members of the Devil's Cult gathered together just after finishing their respective business, but they were not used to it. They acted alone all the year round, and they were not used to suddenly making troubles together.

"It's still the same sentence, unite as one, its benefits will cut through gold, try not to get hurt, you know in your heart how expensive the medicine is now." Hua Buwen raised his hand lazily, boosting morale a little bit. .

In the end, he added another sentence, "Remember, run away if you can't beat it."

Lu Er: "..."

Jiuli and Linse didn't even bother to roll their eyes, they got used to it, really.

Originally it was discussed to go at night, but Xie Qingyu's proposal: Late at night is easier to do things.

Hua Buwen pretended to be upright: if you walk, stand upright, just go during the day!

So no matter how grand the show is, no matter how cool and aggressive the appearance is, it will not be able to withstand the bustling and crowded streets of Kyoto and the turbulent crowds.

There was really no way, they dispersed, behaved in a low-key manner, and acted in a low-key manner.

When Lu Er was dragged away by Hua Buwen, he asked suspiciously, "Why don't you want to go at night?"

Hua Buwen touched her nose uncomfortably, "Actually, I never said that I'm a bit night blind."

"Seizing the sundial this time will be more troublesome. Mu Han and Mu Yuntian's martial arts are very powerful. If I go at night, my night blindness will probably hinder me."

Lu Er shook his hand distressedly, "Why didn't you tell me before, I took you out at night several times."

Hua Buwen also started to grab Lu Er's hand and shake it back and forth, swinging Lu Er's arm back and forth, the childishness is breathtaking.

Pedestrians around have started to look at them strangely.

Lu Er didn't care about it, and still felt sorry for the older child, regretting that he didn't observe the small details of his eyes carefully before.

The corner of Hua Buwen's mouth curled into a smile, and she leaned close to Lu's ear and whispered, "Although everything else is blurry at night, but I don't know why, but you are clear and dazzling, like a fairy in the moon."

Lu Er: "The fairy in the moon is Chang'e. What do you mean? Do I look like a woman?"

Hua Buwen: "I didn't mean that."

Lu Er: "Then what do you mean?"

Hua Buwen: "Well, that's what I mean, you are really beautiful in the night, even more beautiful than Chang'e."

Lu Er: "Are you looking for a fight?"

Although it was full of unhappy bickering, the tips of Lu Er's ears were pink.

The light at dusk was still a bit dazzling, and the face was reflected in the color of red clouds.

Mu Yuntian's villa is located on the outskirts of Kyoto, under a steep rock wall, as luxurious and luxurious as the residence of a high official.

After the Demon Cult gathered at the door, they were all a little hungry.

He came in a hurry, didn't eat much, and was a little listless.

Morale is very lazy, as expected, there are such subordinates as there are leaders.

Inside the gate of the villa, a large group of hidden guards had already squatted. They stared at the gate seriously and nervously, waiting for the gate to open and they fell into the trap.

Waited a long time.

His eyes were sore, and the door hadn't been pushed open yet.

Suddenly a voice came from outside.

"How do you open this door?"

"Didn't you push it directly?"

"I can't push it away, really."

"Is this pulled to both sides?"

"It shouldn't, it won't move in any direction."

"Get out of the way, let me try."

There was a sound of "hey, hey, hey".

"No, the door is broken and cannot be opened."

"Then look for another door."

"Yes! Sect Master!"

The guard with numb legs squatting inside the door:......

Hua Buwen looked at the heavy door that couldn't be opened, and was really speechless, too lazy to study how to open it, and was about to turn around and leave with everyone to find the small door.

"Squeak—" The door opened.

The door opened suddenly and strangely, but everyone would think about why, there must be some trap.

Hua Buwen was different from normal people, he had a happy expression on his face, he pushed the door open and entered, "This door is too good, I know there is a majestic leader standing outside the door..."

Lu Er: "What nonsense are you talking about? It's not majestic, but silly."

Hua Buwen: "..."

As soon as I walked in, I saw a large group of men in black squatting on the ground, with a ferocious expression on their faces, as if to express: You finally came in.

Hua Buwen: Does this mean you miss me?

The hidden guards adjusted their attitudes, their faces became gloomy again, and they were about to stand up to fight aggressively, but they almost couldn't stand still, and they all staggered.

Legs are numb.

In order to cover up the embarrassment, they didn't even say the opening remarks they had prepared. They turned the embarrassment into strength, rushed forward and slashed.

The ghost-faced killers took it easy.

Hua Buwen and the others entered the inner courtyard first, and found that there were quite a few people inside.

People from the four major villas, people from various gangs, and people from the East Factory of the imperial court.

......

In terms of numbers, the Devil's Cult lost by more than 01:30.

The few people here looked at the sundial surrounded by a group of masters, feeling a little complicated and heavy.

"Lu Er, you rebellious son!" A voice full of anger suddenly sounded.

Shouted everyone into a fright.

Lu Er took a closer look and found that it was a middle-aged man with a tough face. His face was full of hatred for iron and steel, "You actually colluded with the leader of the Demon Cult! What do you want! What do you want to be mad at?" Father?!"

Lu Er realized, ah, it's the father of his predecessor.

"Father, my son is not filial, and I know I am sorry for your upbringing and teaching." Lu Er apologized calmly, and then there was a gleam of affection in his eyes, "I don't know why my son likes the leader so much. For the rest of my life, I can accompany him to roam the world, until the sea is dry and the rocks are gone."

Lu Heng: "..."

All the ignorant decent people:  …

Before, I only heard that the young master of Lujiazhuang and the leader of the Demon Sect were having an affair, but I always thought it was just a rumor, and it would definitely not be so shocking.

Never expected that it would be worse than worse, and it couldn't be more shocking.

Lu Heng's face turned blue.

"You have done a lot of evil, and you have slaughtered Zhuyue Tower and harmed innocent people! The heavens will not accept you! Let us righteous people take action!" A gang elder uttered a harsh word and attacked.

The rest of the people joined the battle independently.

Mu Han, who hadn't seen him all this time, came out from the shadows, and faced Hua Buwen directly, the sword in his hand clanging.

Hua Buwen raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, "You actually use this sword? You are so cruel."

The lines of Mu Han's face became more and more rigid. He saw Lu Er who seemed to have not seen him for a long time, and his heart was filled with strange emotions.

I wanted to talk to him, but it seemed like I was sealed away, unable to say anything.

He gave up struggling, ignored the disdain in Hua Buwen's eyes, he was laughing at himself, laughing at him for giving up his emotions and desires for martial arts.

Hua Buwen saw it, he knew that the sword was poured with blood.

Will he tell Lu Er?

Will Lu Er hate herself?

He couldn't see the moves following the sword stabbing, his brain was in chaos, and the red blood mist seemed to cover his entire eyeballs, making them blood red.

Only Huabuwen's voice was heard in front of him.

"You're crazy."

Lu Er avoided several people who kept firing hidden weapons and successfully entered the safe zone.

behind the sundial.

The black sundial wall is engraved with dense marks, after careful study, it turned out to be oracle bone inscriptions.

Lu Er, who hadn't studied oracle bone inscriptions much, was a little overwhelmed, so he had no choice but to guess the meaning inside.

"When the sun and the moon alternate...even if the disc reverses...the day when the soul returns...what is fate..."

After trying his best, he only got some fragmented information, and Lu Er couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

Suddenly he noticed something stuck in the sundial under the disc, which seemed to be a small piece of dark blue gravel at a closer look.

Disc reversal... In other words, only when it is reversed can it be considered as a real opening?

This rubble appears to be the cause of the sundial's inability to open.

Lu Er raised his head and looked at Hua Buwen's side. His graceful figure resisted Mu Han's crazy attack, but Mu Han didn't seem to feel tired, his movements were not slow at all, and the sword blade surrounded Hua Buwen, just waiting for the second he relaxes to stab in.

Enduring the anxiety in his heart, Lu Er reached in and picked out the small stone.

In an instant, the sundial sent out a strong fluctuation.

All the people who were slid by this strange force fell to the ground, limp all over, as if they had been struck by lightning.

Hua Buwen supported her head, as if tormented by severe pain, her face became paler and paler.

Lu Er, who was not affected, ran over in a hurry, watching him pressing his temple in pain, feeling a little helpless for a moment.

"Where is it uncomfortable? Does it hurt? Huahua..." Lu Er didn't dare to touch Huahua but didn't smell it, her eyes were full of anxiety and uneasiness.

Hua Buwen raised his head with the pain, grabbed Lu Er's little finger, and smiled with difficulty, his voice was full of forced ease, "Don't worry, I don't hurt." He raised his hand and gently touched Lu Er "Don't frown."

Lu Er grabbed his hand, which was as cold as bone-chilling.He gripped even tighter, and the veins on his pale hands were clearly visible.

The surroundings suddenly became silent, as if even the sound of the wind had disappeared.In Lu Er's eyes, only Hua Buwen was left, and he didn't pay attention to this strange phenomenon.

Hua Buwen's face turned pale, and after a while he was about to stand up with difficulty, when suddenly a long sword stretched out and landed firmly on his neck, just a hair's breadth away.