After the cannon fodder became a heartthrob [Quick Transmigration]

The dragon's head issued an order, and the heroes responded, and the heroes of the martial arts gathered in Muyun Villa.

The appearance of "a sword that shocked the dragon" caused an uproar. The overall situation of the master Mu Yun is much more stable now, and he was only tense for a moment, and then put on a warm smile.

"I didn't expect Yi Jian Jing Hong, who has never been involved in martial arts affairs, to come to our house."

Xuan Qing glanced at the crowd coldly, as if weighing whether they were qualified enough to be his opponent.

"I'm here to compete."

Mu Yun frowned and said, "Contests also have to be timed, it's not the right time and place."

Before Xuanqing could answer, a white-browed Taoist stood up first: "The leader's words are wrong. We have admired the name of a sword for a long time, and we are fortunate to see how the best sword in the world is not an auspicious time. Besides, to fight against demons In the past, it was not the best preparation to allow the juniors to learn from each other."

"Can……"

While Mu Yun was still hesitating, a young swordsman cupped his hands to Xuan Qing and said, "Mo Xiangxun from the Kunlun School, please enlighten me."

Xuan Qing saw that his brows were haughty, he should be the best among the younger generation, and he had some calculations in his heart, so he said indifferently: "Please."

Mo Xiangxun was really angry, and said sullenly: "I used the Twelve Autumn Water Sword, Your Excellency, be careful."

Before the voice fell, the sword was out. The fast-attacking sword with no defense had a good momentum, but the sword style was a bit inferior. Xuanqing recalled the movement of Yijian Jinghong when he confronted him. He made a mistake with his foot and the sword pointed straight his throat.

In the blink of an eye, the winner was decided, and Mo Xiangxun put down the long sword that was thrown out.

"I will admit defeat."

But one move later, the attitude is completely different.

The priest with white brows said excitedly: "Miaoji, Miaoji, I don't know what kind of sword technique is used to startle the dragon with a sword?"

All kinds of adoration, envy, greed, jealousy... gazes responded to his words.

Under the eyes of everyone, Xuan Qing said calmly: "Wu Shi, the sword moves with the heart."

Mo Xiangxun looked at Xuanqing enthusiastically and said: "I am convinced, I just ask senior to give me some pointers."

It is really strange to say this, seeing that his face is not much younger than Yijian Jinghong, he is actually a junior than Yiyijian.

Xuan Qing avoided answering: "I welcome your challenges at any time."

As soon as these words came out, all the swordsmen present were eager to move, and they exchanged glances with each other because of the strength that Xuanqing had just shown.

Compared with them, Mo Xiangxun is not afraid of tigers as a newborn calf, but he is a malleable talent.

This is the character, impulsive and irritable, quite similar to a certain friend.

Seeing that Xuanqing was stealing the limelight, Mu Yun stepped forward and said: "Today, a group of heroes came to discuss a big move. There is no rush for the sword competition. Why don't you stay in the villa for a few days first."

Xuan Qing nodded slightly: "Yes."

After finishing speaking, he stopped worrying about others and walked straight through the hall to the other courtyard where Mu Yun had arranged for them to stay temporarily.

The courtyard has obviously undergone some repairs, but it can still be seen how deep the damage was at that time. It is not easy for Xiao Hongyan and the others to escape and ascend to heaven. It is nothing more than Xiao Hongyan was seriously injured.Speaking of which, Xuan Qing hasn't asked Xue Lan in detail how she got in the way...

Xuan Qing sat quietly on the stone chair, tilted the teapot slightly in his hand, the tea flowed out like a silk thread, pinched two fingers of the other hand, so that the sword tip flying out of the oblique stab could not enter at all.

"Ha, your Excellency is really good at work." Mo Xiangxun praised.

Xuan Qing raised his eyes: "Don't the representatives of the Kunlun faction need to discuss matters?"

"Who is interested in exorcising demons, I'm not here to join in the fun." He sat down across from Xuanqing carelessly, picked up his teacup and drank it in one gulp, "Where's that stinky Taoist priest Xuanqing?"

Xuan Qing looked at him strangely when he heard the words: "You are..."

The other party stuck out his tongue: "What a bitter tea."

Xuan Qing had a flash of inspiration: "Xiao Hongyan?"

"Of course it's me, otherwise who would have rescued you just now." Xiao Hongyan was speechless.

Xuan Qing said: "The Taoist priest with white eyebrows is also yours?"

Xiao Hongyan said contemptuously: "How can I like that kind of old man, he just wants to learn your sword moves secretly, and he doesn't care how much he is." He changed his tone when he said this, "You stinky face is actually talking to me today..." He stretched out his hands and groped Xuan Qing's body, "You won't regain your sanity."

Without waiting for Xuan Qing to stop him, he quickly withdrew his hand and shook it in disgust.

"Impossible, even if Yijian Jinghong recovers, he will definitely have a bad face."

He jumped away vigilantly: "Who the hell are you?" As he spoke, he threw away the teacup, stared at the drained tea and said angrily, "How dare you poison me!"

Xuan Qing: "..."

Unexpectedly, after seeing each other for a few days, his imagination became more and more abundant.

Xuan Qing said helplessly: "I am Xuan Qing."

"Xuanqing?" He said, "How to prove it."

Xuan Qing asked: "Is your silver whip still usable?"

Xiao Hongyan choked on his own saliva: "Ahem, it's okay, no need to say more, I believe you." He sat back on the stone chair again and looked at Xuan Qing, "Disguise?"

"Well, thanks to Brother Xue's superb skills."

"Tch, I didn't recognize it. On the other hand, if I didn't tell you, you wouldn't know."

Hmm... Who the hell recognized who.

Xuanqing didn't want to get entangled in this issue, so he changed the subject and said, "Aren't you supposed to be in Wushuang Palace?"

"Hush!" Xiao Hongyan said nervously, "Don't tell big brother, I slipped out with great difficulty. After he inherited the position of palace lord, he treated me like an animal."

Xuan Qing said: "Then Mo Xiangxun..."

Xiao Hongyan waved his hand: "Don't worry, I met him on the road, knocked him out, stripped him and threw him directly at the gate of Yihong Courtyard. It's really cheap for him."

Yihongyuan... Xuanqing couldn't let go of her heart when she heard this.

I hope this new generation of martial arts leader will not leave any shadow in the future.

"I think you might as well think about yourself," Xiao Hongyan said while looking at Xuan Qing's expression, "Recently, Xiaoyaojiao has become interested in Yijian Jinghong for some reason, and is looking for his traces everywhere. Appearing directly in his face swaggeringly, you are not far from trouble, and there is still time to run now."

Xuan Qing shook his head and said, "It's inevitable."

"Yumu head," Xiao Hongyan glared at Xuan Qing, "Forget it, with my Wushuang Palace backing you up, you're afraid that you won't succeed."

Xuan Qing smiled and said: "Didn't you already leave the palace, how can you support me?"

Xiao Hongyan raised his eyebrows, and said: "Just rely on my silver whip." He subconsciously touched his waist, and found nothing, and put it on the hilt awkwardly, "The same goes for the sword."

Xuan Qing couldn't help feeling amused.

Xiao Hongyan noticed Xuan Qing's smile, his face flushed, and he said angrily: "Do you think I will lose my prestige without the whip?"

Xuan Qing said: "How come, there are poisonous needles."

Xuan Qing was clearly praising him, but for some reason Xiao Hongyan got angry and walked away, leaving Xuan Qing shaking his head and smiling bitterly, lamenting that things in this world are ever-changing, but his temper is the same as before.

However, what Xiao Hongyan said was not bad, the first two nights of testing continued, and it was only on the third day that he calmed down.

Xuanqing didn't care to delve into it, and took this opportunity to let Xiao Hongyan protect the Dharma, set up an array, absorb the essence of the moon, touch the soul of the mountain, draw the eyes of yin and yang, the pen tip wandered in the void, the fluorescent light scattered, and merged into the night sky. Take it all in.

The rest is to wait for the change.

There are still seven days left in the time, Xuanqing is patient enough, and waits peacefully.

In this mutual contest, Xuanqing is in the clear and he is in the dark, it depends on whether the monsters have the same patience.

During this period, the news of Yijian Jinghong's stay in Muyun Villa spread like wildfire. Every day, people kept coming to Xuanqing Lunjian to challenge or learn from his master, and the threshold of Muyun Villa was almost broken.

Xiao Hongyan completely forgot that she was still a talented person of the Kunlun School, and claimed to be Xuanqing's apprentice, and every day she "replaced" Xuanqing in fighting others with great enjoyment.The old man with white eyebrows jumped his feet in anger, but it saved Xuan Qing a lot of trouble.

It's just that the sword is easy to block, but the screen fan is hard to block.

Recently, there will always be young ladies from this family and young ladies next to Xuanqing, offering soup and sachets for a while. The only thing to be thankful for is that they are not as unrestrained as the girls in Yihong Courtyard. Cold eyes can quench most of the enthusiasm.

however……

"My lord, don't I look very charming in red?"

"Girl, please respect yourself."

"I'm very light, where is the weight?"

There is a girl who gives Xuan Qing a headache even more than Xiao Hongyan.

Yan Fenfei, the descendant of the King of Medicine, dressed in a big red dress, spun around seven or eight times in front of Xuan Qing, and then swayed dizzily.Xuanqing originally wanted to invite her to cure Yijian Jinghong's stubborn illness, but who would have thought... her mind was even more confused.

"How about wearing this when we get married?"

Xuan Qing said helplessly: "Miss Yan, we have no engagement."

She pursed her lips and said, "Here it is again, don't worry, I'll ask Master to make an engagement when I go back."

"I'm not worried……"

"That's great, I will prepare a bride price."

"I have no intention of marrying a girl."

"Hey, we both fell in love at first sight, why don't we get married." She blinked and said, "I don't think you are old."

Xuan Qing said helplessly: "I have no admiration for the girl at all."

She came over and patted Xuan Qing on the shoulder: "From the first moment we looked at each other, I knew your heart for me, you don't have to worry about me, I don't care about worldly eyes!"

After speaking, he turned again.

"How is it? Does the pattern look good? Do you want to change the hem of the skirt?"

Xuan Qing sighed: "Miss, if you turn around again, you will faint."

With a bang, she fell to the ground.

"Hey, you don't hug me, I'm giving you a chance to be a hero." Yan Fenfei covered her head and got up, "That's all, this heroine is self-sufficient."

Xuanqing pretended not to see it, and said to the door: "Mo Xiangxun came just in time, Miss Yan is looking for you."

"What?" Xiao Hongyan's eyes widened.

Yan Fenfei immediately jumped over and grabbed his arm: "Yes, yes, you can also give me a reference. There are too many things to do before the church visit."

"you……"

Xuanqing stopped Xiao Hongyan's words and said: "I have something important to do, Mo Xiangxun you to accompany Miss Yan well."

"I……"

With a flick of his finger, Xuan Qing touched Xiao Hongyan's dumb acupoint, ignoring his eyes that were ready to kill and then quickly jumped onto the roof, and left the dangerous place with a few vertical leaps.

Friends, Xuanmou will repay the feelings of today.

Sweeping out hurriedly, choosing a rooftop to rest, Xuanqing let out a breath of turbid air leisurely.

Looking forward to the warmth of the sun for Xuanqing, before the sun shines all over his body, suddenly, a wooden arrow shoots, Xuanqing reaches out to grab it, but there is a note tied on it, which is Xue Lan's handwriting.

At midnight, the dungeon.

Xuan Qing made a mental note, smashed the letter paper, turned over and left the room, hesitated for a while, raised his hand to clasp the eaves of the house, turned up, and jumped down in a place where no one was around.

I think that was how he fell to the ground that day, and happened to meet Yan Fenfei who was on the corridor, and she recognized him as a destined person since then.

After Yijian Jinghong recovered his memory, he found that he had provoked a big peach blossom for him, but how could he be born.

Not to mention the male protagonist, the female protagonist who has not yet appeared can tear him apart.

It's really terrible!