You've never seen such a righteous villain [Transmigration Book]

Lu Qianchuan was stunned for a moment, realizing that another "Lu Qianchuan" could really see him.

That "Lu Qianchuan" only motioned to him, then immediately turned around and devoted himself to the battle with Mo Chenyuan.

Strange to say, "Lu Qianchuan" greeted so clearly, but that "Mo Chenyuan" didn't look at him as if he didn't notice it.

"Lu Qianchuan" fought and retreated, Jing Xing's sword light became more and more fierce and sharp.

The two of them were equally strong, and when "Lu Qianchuan" was slowly retreating, "Mo Chenyuan" was also chasing after him.

Soon, in the reflection of Jing Xing and Si Ming's two-color sword lights, the two turned to Lu Qianchuan.

"Lu Qianchuan" has quick footwork, and with a clever sideways move, he dodges Si Ming's sudden burst of sword energy. He throws one hand, and Jing Xing escapes from his hand in an instant.

Lu Qianchuan subconsciously caught the saber that he was very familiar with.

"Lu Qianchuan" said: "You fight."

After a pause, he introduced himself again: "Maybe you can call me Mr. Hanchuan."

Lu Qianchuan was slightly taken aback, before he had time to speak, Mo Chenyuan's sword wind had already swept over, he restrained his mind, and first held Jing Xing tightly to block the opponent's attack.

In the gap of defense, he glanced at the man from the corner of his eye.

He is naturally familiar with the nickname "Mr. Hanchuan". When "Yuan Shentianxia" was in the later stage, Lu Qianchuan was honored as Mr. Hanchuan by the world, and his fame even surpassed that of Liu Guangjian Yan Zi'an.

But that's at the end of the story.

At this point in time, he should be the only one who knows this nickname.

Lu Qianchuan was startled, and with a sudden force on his hand, he bounced away Mo Chenyuan who was attacking directly, turned his head to the side, and looked at the "Mr. Hanchuan" unabashedly.

The man was calm and relaxed, standing with his hands behind his back, so handsome that he almost merged with the bamboo forest.

"Slow shot."

When Lu Qianchuan fought against Mo Chenyuan again, he suddenly interjected.

Lu Qianchuan squinted his eyes, looking for an opportunity to fight back, and smirked slightly when he heard this - he was busy looking at Mr. Hanchuan just now, so he was indeed a little slow.

Seeing that the two fought for more than ten rounds, Mr. Hanchuan said again: "You didn't hesitate to strike."

Lu Qianchuan was stunned, and sent a spiritual flow towards Mo Chenyuan's left shoulder, and saw Mo Chenyuan backing away as expected.

After opening the distance between the two, he breathed a sigh of relief: "I've been hit right under my nose, why don't you hesitate to be pressed and beaten?"

Mr. Hanchuan's handsome face like a bright moon trembled slightly, as if he forcibly suppressed a smile.

He didn't answer, just clapped his hands lightly.

Amidst the crisp applause, Mo Chenyuan, who had fought with Lu Qianchuan, suddenly disappeared.The breeze blows, only the rustling of the bamboo forest.

really.

It is not surprising that Lu Qianchuan put away Jing Xing.

That "Mo Chenyuan" was just a phantom. Although the phantom was extremely realistic, it hadn't come alive enough to react to him, an unexpected intruder.

He raised his hand, and Jing Xing threw a parabola in the air.

Mr. Hanchuan caught it steadily, put the sword back into its sheath, and walked slowly to his side.

Facing this face that was exactly like his own, Lu Qianchuan felt mixed emotions in his heart, and he didn't know how to speak for a moment.

That Mr. Hanchuan is not afraid of life, he is familiar with him as if he has known him for a long time: "I thought you would hesitate."

"Hesitating for what?"

"Hesitating whether to attack Mo Chenyuan or not."

Hanchuan-kun spoke very firmly, a narrow smile flashed in his eyes, and an imperceptible arc formed at the corner of his mouth, which was quickly suppressed by him.

Lu Qianchuan hesitated for a moment, then said slowly: "You worry too much."

The curved corner of Hanchuan-kun's mouth broke free, revealing a shallow smile.

He said: "Why? Don't you have a close relationship with Mo Chenyuan?"

Lu Qianchuan looked at him vigilantly: "Who the hell are you?"

"I said, you can call me Mr. Hanchuan."

Lu Qianchuan subconsciously stretched out his hand towards his waist, his fingers fluttered in the air, and he missed Jing Xing's sword hilt.

Only then did he remember that the sword just now did not belong to him.

Seeing this, Mr. Hanchuan untied the sword from his waist very happily: "Here you are."

Lu Qianchuan: "..."

Hanchuan Jundao: "How about entrusting Jingxing to you in exchange for your trust in me?"

Jing Xing emitted a light blue light in his hand, obviously very dissatisfied with his fate of becoming the object of exchange.

Mr. Hanchuan hung him on Lu Qianchuan's waist directly: "Hold it, and see if it's not honest."

Lu Qianchuan pressed Jing Xing's sword hilt, the light blue light faded, and Jing Xing really stayed by his waist obediently.

Mr. Hanchuan nodded slightly, and calmly commented: "You forget righteousness when you see sex."

Lu Qianchuan: "..."

He patted Jing Xing lightly to prevent the spirit sword from emitting the light of protest again.

The breeze blew between the two, and it was like a mirror was placed between them.The eyebrows and eyes of the two are exactly the same, and even the angle of the hair is completely the same.

The only difference is that there is an extra branch of plum blossom on Lu Qianchuan's eyebrow.

Mr. Hanchuan stared at the red plums for a long time in silence, then suddenly sighed: "You did a good job."

Lu Qianchuan frowned slightly, and tentatively said, "If you were me, what would you do?"

"Me?" Mr. Hanchuan lowered his eyes to think for a moment, and replied, "If I say it, I will probably mess up everything."

The wind got stronger, and the rustling of the bamboo leaves increased. Lu Qianchuan keenly caught the momentary depression in his eyes, moved his lips, but didn't know what to say.

Mr. Hanchuan didn't want to hear any futile comfort from him, so he patted him on the shoulder calmly, and picked up the topic just now: "Why didn't you show mercy to Mo Chenyuan?"

There is no reason for this.

The tip of the sword has been sent to my chest, if I show mercy, wouldn't I be rushed to be beaten?

Lu Qianchuan suppressed the little doubt in his heart, and said lightly: "It's just an eye for an eye."

"Really?" Mr. Hanchuan smiled slightly, and his whole body was like a bright moon in an instant, shining with infinite brilliance, "I thought it was because you knew clearly that this Mo Chenyuan is not the Mo Chenyuan you care about."

Lu Qianchuan froze suddenly, his Adam's apple rolled, and words of refutation came to his mouth. He opened his mouth, but he didn't know which sentence to start with.

Seeing this, Mr. Hanchuan didn't force him, but lightly patted his shoulder, and said in a soft voice, "Go back and pay attention to your body."

Lu Qianchuan was stunned, and subconsciously wanted to touch his fist, but before his fist touched Mr. Hanchuan, the figure of the person in front of him quickly became thin and transparent, and disappeared in an instant in the rustling bamboo forest.

He was startled, and hurriedly chased forward a few steps, but his hands were empty.

I don't know that Mr. Hanchuan, who was carved out of the same mold as him, the surrounding bamboo forest, and even the scenery around his waist, are gradually becoming transparent and blurred.

The moment everything disappeared, Lu Qianchuan suddenly opened his eyes.

There was a snow-white wall in front of him, and there was an arm hanging around his waist. Mo Chenyuan's breath sprayed lightly and shallowly on the back of his neck, causing a numb itching.

The scene in the dream was so realistic that he didn't calm down for a while, and he couldn't tell which side was the dream.

It wasn't until [-]'s flat, waveless voice sounded in his head that he finally had a sense of ethereal reality.

[-] Expand your own system interface: [Host. 】

Lu Qianchuan was dazed for a while, and then replied: "Brother [-], long time no see."

Road [-]: [The system restarted successfully.It is detected that the host's body indexes are low, and the system cannot find out the reason. Please forgive me. 】

It was too late for Lu Qianchuan to thank him for his previous help, and Uehara was not forgiving: "It's okay, just come back."

[-] suddenly fell silent.

The thin morning light came in through the closed curtains of the bed, Lu Qianchuan calmed down the breath of waking up, and the scenes before going to bed last night came to mind one after another.

He closed his eyes with a tragic face, and thought to himself: "My God, the matter of yesterday has not been resolved yet, why did we sleep together first?"

After Mo Chenyuan's sobbing appeal last night, his straight man's mind, which had been single for decades, was finally touched a little bit.

In the past, they lived in a shallow house, and the two did not lack a bed to sleep in, but that was called brotherly love; after a confession last night, they lay on the same bed again, that was not clear.

The guilty Lu gently held the hand on his waist, trying not to disturb the people behind him as much as possible, and got out of bed quietly.

Before he could lift Mo Chenyuan's arm, the person who seemed to be deeply asleep woke up first.

The first reaction after waking up was not to say good morning, but to subconsciously touch his forehead: "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Lu Qianchuan: "?"

Mo Chenyuan didn't feel the expected heat, so he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's been burning all night, are you thirsty, I'll go get some water?"

Lu Qianchuan was inexplicably embarrassed, and he didn't dare to turn his head to look him in the eyes. His mind was turning a thousand times, thinking about how to face this unprepared situation.

Before he could think of a countermeasure, the door of the two's room was suddenly opened forcefully from the outside, and with a loud bang, Chengming rushed in: "Brother Asakawa, I heard that you woke up, I..."

With a crash, the closed bed curtain was pulled open, and Cheng Ming held a letter in his hand, the surprise in his eyes hadn't receded, and turned into shock in an instant.

He kept his mouth open, and slowly continued the sentence: "...I have a letter to give to you."