The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

Picking up Chu Heng's full cup of peach blossom wine and drinking it, Ye Gucheng said softly, "When will your sword come out?".

第420七章 孤寂太甚，绝情绝爱

Blinking at Ye Gucheng, "Don't forget, what I said was to draw the sword before the decisive battle between you and Ximen Chuuxue. Now the decisive battle is far away, so I'm afraid you have to wait."

Ye Gucheng poured wine into Chu Heng's and Hua Manlou's emptied cups again, which made Hua Manlou shake his head and smile, "I'm afraid even Lu Xiaofeng couldn't drink the wine you poured himself."

Ye Gucheng smiled, looked at Chu Heng after finishing his cup and said calmly, "What's the matter?"

Twisting the golden peach blossoms that just fell on his cuffs, he blew a little.

Afterwards, looking at the petals of the petals flying slowly in the air, Chu Heng said casually: "From the standpoint of a friend, let me tell you about your kendo."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Gucheng's body trembled slightly, and even Hua Manlou looked at Chu Heng in shock.

But neither of them opened their mouths, waiting for what Chu Heng would say next.

"Your swordsmanship was learned from the top of the mountains, and finally comprehended among the white clouds.

Among them, the most obvious is the loneliness and arrogance in your heart. On the top of the mountain, like a white cloud, no one can feel the loneliness, and its only lonely sword intent is also the best proof . "

Ye Gucheng nodded, indicating that Chu Heng was right.

Seeing this, Chu Heng continued to speak, "However, Xiao He was successful and Xiao He was defeated. Your loneliness pushed you to the position of innate master and became the top swordsman in the world. (—)

But also because of this, after comprehending the Weigu Sword Intent, it is difficult for you to make further progress in your strength, just because the loneliness in your heart is too strong, and your arrogance is too much. "

"Too much loneliness, too much pride. Too much loneliness, too much pride..."

Ye Gucheng kept chanting these two sentences, as if he had a clear understanding.

During tea time, after Chu Heng and Hua Manlou had exchanged a pot of wine, Ye Gucheng came back to his senses, "What about Ximen Chuuxue?"

Chu Heng smiled: "That's why I let you come here alone before."

Ye Gucheng asked lightly, "Oh? Could it be that you don't want Ximen Chuuxue to know?"

Chu Heng shook his head, "It's not that I don't want to, it's just that I don't like it. Ximen Chuuxue is different from you. After all, you and I had the same loneliness before, that kind of loneliness that the world can't understand.

So with you, even if it is the first time I meet, I can regard you as a friend. "

Speaking of this, he suddenly paused, and looked at Ye Gucheng with some confusion, "And when you first saw me, you thought I was the descendant of your Flying Immortal."

Ye Gucheng smiled, but did not deny it. Indeed, when he saw Chu Heng for the first time, the loneliness in Chu Heng that was not inferior to his own moved Ye Gucheng at that time. kuuhuu

In addition, I can feel that Chu Heng has learned from the Flying Immortal.

Ye Gucheng could not help but regard Chu Heng as his successor, or another opponent who could inspire him in the future.

This is also one of the biggest reasons why Ye Gucheng asked Chu Heng to use his sword.

"rest assured."

There is no too much explanation, just two simple words, but it also shows that Ye Gucheng regards Chu Heng as a friend at this time.

"And Ximen Chuuxue is different from you and me. If you want to describe him, he is more like a stubborn rock on the top of Tianshan Mountain, exuding a kind of person who should not enter from the inside out.

The style of acting is also self-centered and disregards the feelings of others, so I don't like it. "

As he said that, Chu Heng also smiled, "Since I don't like it, why should I tell him what I know?" Chu Heng seemed to say that this was a very normal thing.

"good."

Ye Gucheng nodded, but in his eyes, there was a flash of a smile and ridicule.

However, sometimes, things always backfired. Just as Chu Heng finished speaking, another voice sounded, bringing the feeling of ice and snow in the twelfth lunar month.

"If you don't like it, I just want to hear what you can say."

Chu Heng's expression froze and he turned his head.

At the corner of the wall, two people had already stood there.

One of them had a chuckle on his face, with a teasing look on his face, and his four eyebrows looked dazzling.

The other person is dressed in white and has long hair. From time to time, a feeling of coldness emerges from his whole body, as if the surrounding air has become a little cold with the appearance of this person.

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The two were none other than Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuuxue whom Chu Heng had talked about before.

Chu Heng clenched his right hand into a fist, with veins protruding from it. After taking a deep breath, he said word by word, "Lu Xiaofeng, I really want to greet your family right now."

When Lu Xiaofeng heard this, he immediately raised his hands, "Don't get me wrong, it's purely a coincidence, when I came back, Ximen was already here."

Chu Heng turned his head to look at Hua Manlou and Ye Gucheng who also had smiles on their faces, and suddenly understood.

In fact, these two people had already discovered that the two people who were eavesdropping did not tell themselves, and then their faces darkened, "It really is the black one who is close to ink."

.... . . .

Lu Xiaofeng who said this sentence could only touch his nose in embarrassment, and at the same time cursed in his heart, "Is this none of my business?"

Then he sighed and beckoned, "Sit first!" Even if he was caught talking ill of someone behind his back, Chu Heng didn't feel the slightest sense of awkwardness, even if the target was Ximen Chuuxue who could easily kill him.

He rubbed his swollen temples, and after glancing at Lu Xiaofeng, he glanced at Ximen Chuuxue whose gaze was firmly locked on him.

After a while, he sighed: "I talked about Ye Gucheng earlier, let's talk about Ximen Chuuxue now!"