I, a minor character, fell into the Shura field of the heroine and the villain

It is indeed not a simple competition.

Instead, he let a group of sword cultivators enter the sword furnace to undergo some kind of test.

That’s right, the Qiankun Sword Furnace is actually not just a forge, it also has a small secret realm inside.

Why is it called a trap? This is quite complicated to explain.

In fact, in addition to sword forging, the Long family also has many sword practitioners.

A top-grade sword core is such a precious thing, only one is produced every ten thousand years. Why would the Long family give it to others?

Anyone who uses their brain a little will know that there is a lot of water involved.

But the top-grade sword core is so attractive that even though many cultivators have doubts in their hearts, they will still come forward one after another.

That is a sword core that has a chance of obtaining a special physique. What if I get it?

Many sword cultivators come here with this kind of lucky mentality.

Zhao Kangping asked Gu Qingyun if she had found out about any actions of the Long family, but there was almost nothing to find out in this regard.

The place where the Long family lives is called Qianlong Villa, located in the eastern suburbs of Jiangzhou City.

Recently, for some unknown reason, the Long family blocked all the roads in and out of Qianlong Villa, and no news could be transmitted.

This situation will probably end the day after tomorrow, and Qianlong Villa will definitely be very lively by then.

It looks like we have to wait until the day after tomorrow.

But he didn't expect Lin Ruowei to come.

This led to some unpredictable variables, and he had to be prepared to deal with this woman.

……

In a certain inn with food and accommodation in Jiangzhou City, the number of guests today is much higher than in the past few days.

This should have been a good thing that would have made the shopkeeper smile from ear to ear, but the reality was not so.

The shopkeeper kept staring into the hall at the monks coming from all over the place.

They all exuded sword energy to a certain extent, proving that they were all sword practitioners.

Many sword cultivators believe that strength is supreme, have hot tempers, and often fight when they are not convinced.

At this critical juncture, if someone here had a disagreement and started a fight, smashing the tables and chairs in the store and injuring the store clerks, it would be a huge loss.

Several young disciples dressed in Tianjian Sect uniforms sat at a table near the door.

The view from this location was excellent, allowing for a panoramic view of everyone in the cafeteria on the first floor of the inn. However, there was one downside: the door was open, and the cold wind would blow in from outside.

"Senior brother, I'm cold." Li Tiantian tugged at the corner of Jiang Lei's clothes who was sitting diagonally opposite.

Jiang Lei said very straightforwardly: "We monks don't have to worry about cold or heat."

But is Li Tiantian really afraid of the cold?

She actually wanted her senior brother to come over and sit on the same bench with her. If possible, she could even sit on his lap.

However, before Jiang Lei could react, another man at the same table said, "It's not your fault. You were too playful and that's why we came late and have to sit here."

Li Tiantian is the daughter of Li Guiyuan, the leader of the Tianjian Sect. Few people in the sect dare to speak to her like that.

Even if it is the truth, it should be said in a more tactful way.

But this man had the courage to do this only because he was Li Guiyuan's son and Li Tiantian's half-brother Li Wenbin.

Li Wenbin also practiced under Li Guiyuan, ranking second among his fellow disciples, only after Jiang Lei.

As the leader of a sect, Li Guiyuan has many Taoist companions, but only three children, of whom only Li Wenbin and Li Tiantian have grown up.

The relationship between this brother and sister is not good. They quarrel whenever they get the chance, which has become a daily occurrence.

They seldom travel together, but this time the circumstances were special, so they came to Jiangzhou City together.

When Li Tiantian was passing through a busy city, she saw some interesting things and pestered Jiang Lei to buy them for her.

As it turned out, many inns were fully booked, and only this one had vacancies. After they booked a room, they wanted to go to the first floor to eat something, but the cafeteria was almost full, with only Linmen's table occupied.

"Hmph! What do you care?" Li Tiantian glared at her stinky brother.

There are many reasons why Li Tiantian doesn't like Li Wenbin.

One reason was that she had to compete for favor in front of adults when she was a child, another reason was that he had grabbed her hair and slapped her, and another reason was the continuation of the palace fight between the mothers of both parties.

Jiang Lei had spent more time playing with her when they were young, and sometimes she wished Jiang Lei was her brother. But even if he wasn't her brother, he could still be her lover.

But after Brother Jiang grew up, he became obsessed with spiritual practice and was not so sensitive to love between men and women. Until now, he has not noticed the feelings of his junior sister.

What a dork.

At this moment, a person came in from outside. As this person came in, a biting chill rushed in from outside.

Jiang Lei and several other disciples of the Tianjian Sect were closest to the door. When the chill hit them, they couldn't help but shiver.

Even the monks felt cold, so it was definitely not just ordinary cold.

Li Wenbin picked up the wine glass, his hand trembled, and the wine in the glass actually froze visibly.

He turned the glass upside down, but couldn't pour out a drop of wine.

He suddenly lost interest in drinking, and a nameless anger rose up. He turned around and looked at the person who came in from the door.

The man was dressed in a dark robe and a bamboo hat. Under the pulled-down bamboo hat, the lower half of his pale, bloodless face could be seen.

This person was a feminine man, and the cold aura emanated from him.

Li Wenbin was disturbed by his drinking mood and was annoyed: "Wait, brother, why don't you control your aura and not leak it out? You are disturbing my drinking."

Li Wenbin is the second senior brother of the Tianjian Sect and also the son of the sect leader. There are many people who flatter him.

Some people even went beyond the rules and called him Young Sect Leader, which he enjoyed very much.

He had been successful for most of his life, so how could he be offended like this?

The man raised his hat slightly and glared at Li Wenbin coldly.

The latter suddenly felt as if a thorn was on his back and a chill ran through his body.

However, this glance did not scare Li Wenbin, but instead made him feel offended.

So the situation was about to turn into a situation where you were looking at something and I was looking at you.

Jiang Lei originally wanted to watch the fun. He didn't have a good relationship with Li Wenbin and wanted to see him make a fool of himself.

But when the man lifted up his hat, Jiang Lei recognized him.

"Han Che?!" He pronounced the name uncertainly.

Jiang Lei had seen Han Che many times and had fought with him.

But he was still not sure about confirming the man's identity.

Because the person in front of him was a little different from Han Che, he had a scar on his face that started from above his left eye and ran through his left cheek.

Her left eye seemed to be blind because of the scar, so she never opened it.

This hideous scar ruined the man's otherwise handsome appearance, making him look even more ferocious. This was quite different from Han Che's original style, so Jiang Lei wasn't so sure if the other person was Han Che.

"It seems to be Han Che. Where are you from and why are you blind in one eye?" Li Wenbin had fought with Han Che before and lost.

But that time had passed a long time ago, and Li Wenbin felt that he had been practicing very hard over the years and was no longer the same as before.

If he fights Han Che again, he is confident that he can win.

So when he recognized the other person, he spoke in a domineering tone. He was extremely aggressive.

Han Che stopped, he felt Li Wenbin's malice.

Ever since he realized the gap between him and Luo Xueqing, he has been practicing hard and recently broke through to the late Nascent Soul stage.

In order to test his own strength, he went to the sea and killed a sea monster, and still had the wounds left by the battle on his body.

At this time, he had not yet recovered from the excitement of the battle. When someone provoked him, he immediately became excited.

He himself was too lazy to talk, so he would rather resolve disputes with a sword.

"You, do you want to fight with me?" Han Che's tone was cold. It was a question, but it contained an irresistible murderous intent.

The innkeeper saw from afar that the two men were about to clash and hurried over to smooth things over.

"My dears, my shop is small. If you have any disputes, please do not fight in our shop. I really cannot afford to pay for it." The shopkeeper was a middle-aged man with a big belly. He had seen many sword cultivators causing trouble.

If a fight breaks out in the store, they will almost have to close the inn.

"Sir, there are many fighting arenas in the city now. You two can go out and deal with them." The innkeeper said boldly.

The two young men also knew that it was inappropriate to fight here, as it would bring shame to the sect behind them.

So they accepted the shopkeeper's proposal.

……

Lan Ruoyu was drinking tea at a table by the window on the second floor of a teahouse. She could see that there was a lot of sword energy stirring in Jiangzhou City that day.

A large number of sword cultivators gathered in Jiangzhou City, and she was one of the sword cultivators attracted.

She always felt that something was a little strange about this matter. Was the Long family really willing to hand over a top-grade sword core to an outsider?

But even though she had some doubts, she still came.

If she can refine the sword core, her strength will definitely be improved.

She stood by the window and looked down. Below her was a busy street.

Like most cities at night, after dark, the lights are bright and the noise is bustling, making it very lively.

She could hear people laughing, but she couldn't empathize with them, couldn't understand why they were laughing, and didn't know how to laugh.

She hasn't laughed for a long, long time.

When was the last time you laughed?

She doesn't remember much.

There are many things in this world that can make her sad, but she can't remember any happy things.

There were obviously important things, but those memories gradually became blurred in her mind.

This is because she chose to practice the Merciless Sword and began to get rid of those emotions that would make her weak. It would probably not be long before she would not even feel sadness or anger.

But suddenly, a figure appeared in her sight.

It was a young man with a familiar face, still as handsome as before.

But the moment she saw it, she felt a sharp pain in her heart.

This is an emotion that shouldn't exist, shouldn't...

Zhao Kangping ran out chasing Wan Baiyi. The girl said she wanted to go to the snack street.

She had dined at the inn before, but seemed not to have eaten enough, so she insisted on running out to go shopping.

Luo Xueqing and Ji Miaoyan also followed him out to digest the food after dinner.

"Osmanthus cake!" The White Snake girl pointed at a snack stall, her eyes sparkling.

"Okay, okay, I'll buy it for you." Zhao Kangping gently stroked the girl's head, then walked towards the stall.

Lan Ruoyu took it all in.

once Upon a time.

which year?

The boy was traveling in a city with his master.

The men are handsome and the women are beautiful. People who don’t know them would never mistake them for master and disciple.

At most, they look like a young couple in a sister-brother relationship.

At that time, the young man grabbed the beautiful master's hand and took her for a walk on the street.

She blushed, was very shy, and was afraid of being recognized. So it was a city far away from the Purple Sun Holy Land.

They agreed that they must never reveal their master-disciple relationship when they were out.

But what kind of relationship should we pretend to be?