Cannon fodder male supporting role is not easy to mess with

Bo Ruchu frowned, and wanted to go forward to break the opponent's hand, but found that he couldn't use any strength at all.

Seeing dissatisfaction, annoyance and other emotions in the young man's eyes, Apollo drew the corners of his lips and increased the strength of his hand: "Young man, are you provoking me?"

Although the tone was very bad, there was no trace of anger in Apollo's eyes.

"I'm Yadenis, the prince of Thebes." Bo Ruchu glared at Apollo, "Now can you let go of my chin?"

Apollo's eyes flickered, and the hand pinching the boy's chin slowly dropped, his thumb and index finger poked slightly, and murmured: "Adenis? It fits well."

The moment Apollo let go, Bo Ruchu released the power of the seal, forgetting to transform his weapon, and punched Apollo in the face.

After reacting, Apollo easily avoided Bo Ruchu's attack. Seeing that his eyes were full of anger, he said while hiding: "If you only have this ability, I advise you to..."

Before Apollo finished speaking, he found that Bo Ruchu's aura had changed, and at some point there was an extra sword in his hand.

After trying a few tricks, the fighting spirit in Apollo's body was hooked out, and he hadn't felt this way for a long time since he avenged his mother.

As the two fought more and more seriously, for a while, they both forgot to hide their aura.

Fu Ling's eyelids twitched, and she looked around, seeing that no one was paying attention to her, she slowly moved towards the back room.

Seeing the scene in front of him clearly, the corners of Fu Ling's mouth twitched slightly, and he knew it.

Immediately, his eyes were full of gossip, and he looked at Apollo meaningfully, what did he do to make the master so angry.

After watching it for a while, Fu Ling took out a bag of melon seeds and coughed, commenting a few words from time to time.

"Master, this sword is about to go sideways, to the left, go to the left quickly."

"Also? Are you really fighting? No matter how you look at it, it looks like you are fighting each other."

"Tsk tsk, Apollo, are you teasing my master?"

Bo Ruchu* Apollo: "..."

The two looked at each other, and stopped the movements of their hands tacitly at the same time.

Fu Ling, who was enjoying watching, blinked and blinked: "Hey? Why don't you two stop fighting? I haven't had time to take pictures as a souvenir."

"Fu Ling, I think you seem to be lacking in exercise recently. Would you like me to help you practice, lest your skill drop too much?"

"No, no need!" Fu Ling quickly shook her head: "Well, I suddenly remembered something else, you guys talk about it, you guys talk about it."

After the words fell, Fu Ling ran away in a hurry.

"Beautiful Adnes, do you want to continue?" Apollo raised his hand and brushed his hair, teasing: "If you want to continue, I am very happy to accompany you to the end."

Bo Ruchu stared blankly at Apollo, for a moment, stepped forward and lifted his sleeves up, looked at the very familiar mark, and said in a trembling voice: "Your mark..."

"This one." Apollo glanced at the imprint, looked suspiciously at Bo Ruchu, who was not quite right with the mirror, thought for a while, and said, "It should have been there when I was born."

Even Apollo himself didn't notice that he was very kind to this young man who had only met once today.

If it was someone else, I’m afraid that when that person showed disrespect to him, he would have already been sent to Hades, the king of the underworld. How would he have the patience to fight with others and answer personal questions?