Sacrifice to Feed Demons [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

This day can be said to be an absurd day.

Before this day, the Jianghu people who gathered in Chang'an City had never thought that someone would dare to embarrass Baiyun City like this.

The reason was that a group of people from Baiyun City who had just set foot on the land of the main street in the capital, had just set foot on the land of the main street of the capital, and the conspiracy brought from the South China Sea had not yet been revealed, and the largest auction in the black market actually released the news blatantly.

At midnight tonight, there will be an anonymous auction of "Flying Immortals Outside the Sky", and all guests will gather. Welcome to come and enjoy it together.

No matter how polite the auction's publicity was, but thinking of the rumors of the sword fairy's defeat not long ago, for a while, the tacit little eyes drifted to each other.

Someone looked at the place where Baiyun City settled down and muttered to themselves.

The duel date is coming soon, Ye Gucheng can really hold his breath!

But no matter whether it is true or not, the black market will definitely have a lot of visitors tonight, and the visitors will be taken for granted that they are all big names who have been famous for a long time.

People living in Chang'an City are thinking this way, and they are all looking for ways to see this excitement.

"The question is, are you willing to show them this excitement?"

Unlike outsiders' imaginations about Ye Gucheng's situation, he himself has always been very calm and steady in the eyes of the speaker, as if losing his sword and becoming the laughing stock of the world is not a big deal.

Ye Gucheng made a pensive expression because he was always so calm, so the speaker always wanted to force him to speak.

"If you don't make it clear, what do you use against Ximen Chuuxue?"

Mentioning the enemy he was about to face, Ye Gucheng's cold star-like pupils gradually brightened, his attitude towards the enemy was more like a confidant, and the person opposite couldn't help but smile.

After confirming that there was only one sentence he wanted to say, Ye Gucheng lowered his eyes, his whole body was introverted and obscure, and his expression was extremely dull.

"What do you think?"

A certain person was choked by Ye Gucheng's tone as if he was talking to himself, and said angrily: "Could it be that Sikong Zhaixing can steal your second life from you? Don't laugh at me, I What I want to know is the truth!"

Ye Gucheng raised his head, and the corners of Laping's mouth slightly raised an extremely small arc. This was a smile that couldn't be called a smile, but it also obviously added some expression to his face.

"If you knew who asked for this sword, you would put it down like I did."

"Sure enough! Sure enough, I knew that Sikong Zhaixing would never steal you, but who would make you willingly put down your sword and your Flying Immortal!"

This tone sounded like questioning, but in fact, the person who said this had absolutely no doubts, she was just puzzled.

Ye Gucheng's mood was greatly improved by her frankness.

"Linlang, if you want to know who it is, then join me in tonight's auction."

The girl called Lin Lang was actually missing a word in her name.

king.

Her name is Wang Linlang!

Wang Linlang is not as dignified as she was when she was an adult, and the glamorous and lively girlhood makes her look like Wang Lianhua when she was young. The father and son are very compatible to a certain extent, both in appearance and personality.

And because they are both in the South China Sea, Wang Linlang met Ye Gucheng who came to visit her elders when she was very young. When she grew up, Ye Gucheng had already grown up early, but there was no doubt about the relationship between the two childhood sweethearts.

It is precisely because of this relationship that someone dares to mention such a sensitive issue to Ye Gucheng.

You must know that the sword in a swordsman's hand, whether it is thrown, discarded, or broken, is not something outsiders can evaluate.

Wang Linlang has always lived by his father's side, and she is exceptionally well-informed about people and the world with her innate agility, but the more she treats acquaintances, the more insensitive her agility seems to become.

So much so that after she asked, after Ye Gucheng answered, she realized that it was not good for her to say that.

Am I not sprinkling salt in my friend's heart? !

Wang Linlang, who was full of ghost ideas, waited until he realized that he had followed Ye Gucheng and officially stepped into the shadow of Chang'an City.

Belonging to the side behind the thousand-year-old capital, it is a black market that does not belong to the imperial court and is mixed in black and white, doing gray business.

But unexpectedly, the black market is not as eerie and secretive as imagined. Although the way here was blindfolded and detoured, and the people at the black market used various secrecy measures just in case, but when When you really arrive at the black market, you will find that except for the black land under your feet, the other decorations are quiet and elegant.

As soon as Wang Linlang walked in, her eyes could no longer see.

On the bluestone board, someone wrote the poems left by the sages in crazy fonts, and the thumb-sized pearls are strung together like a bead curtain, separating the gatehouses. The so-called private rooms are not far from the real shooting place The guests behind the bead curtain can see the auction items clearly and hear the sound of the auction starting, but the people in other rooms can never see whether it is a human or a ghost sitting in the private room.

The host of the black market thoughtfully left a name tag representing identity for everyone, and each piece of the card was carved from red coral, each with everyone's handwriting.

For example, the piece representing Baiyun City is an auspicious cloud that seems to fly into the sky at any time. Not only does it not conflict with the fiery red color at all, but the red cloud is like fire, and it is auspicious. People think it is a good omen at first glance.

Moreover, there is no identifying text on the name tag, only tacit hints.

It has to be said that the forces behind the control of the black market are very good at life.

"Let's go." Ye Gucheng whispered.

Wang Linlang put away her curious eyes and nodded slightly.

There were not many people in Baiyun City at the auction, except for Ye Gucheng and Wang Linlang who only brought four or five servants, but these few were enough.

They walked into a special private room, separated by bead curtains, and a nameplate of Coral Cloud was hung outside, proving that the distinguished guests had arrived here.

Afterwards, the servants spontaneously took the tea cups and fruit plates prepared in the room, and several of them worked together. After a while, the tea was fragrant on the table, and the seasonal fruit preserves were waiting for Wang Linlang to enjoy at any time.

Night pearls the size of a baby's fist are inlaid in the walls, and the flocculent patterns on the surface of the marble floor show the shapes of dragons, leopards, cranes, or ostriches in the faint light.

The whole small building is extraordinarily dusty and chic, showing low-key luxury.

Wang Linlang just walked along the road, and what she saw and heard was enough to make her look forward to the real start of the auction.

She didn't wait long, and said that the organizer of the black market was a very qualified businessman, and she hardly needed her to finish a cup of tea, as the candles outside had already dimmed.

This is another thoughtful gesture. When the lights are dimmed, with only the light of the Ye Mingzhu, even the people with the best eyesight can only see the figure in the distance. It's just an idiot's dream.

After all, it is an anonymous auction... Wang Linlang thought to herself, the lights on the stage below were brightly lit, but no one had come to the stage yet, so she couldn't help but shift her gaze to the person sitting quietly beside her.

Being so close, she seemed to be able to smell misty clouds in the air, and a breath that did not belong to the world emerged spontaneously.

"what happened?"

Ye Gucheng's questioning voice brought Wang Linlang back to his senses, and the next moment he let go of Ye Gucheng's sleeve, shaking his head hastily with reddish ears.

"No, it's okay, I'm a little afraid of the dark."

Ye Gucheng was silent for a moment, and leaned against her.

Wang Linlang's ears were burning with the absolute presence of an adult man, and she wondered if her face was also completely red.

What interrupted her little thought was a sword that suddenly appeared from below.

He was held in the arms of a disfigured man who had lost both hands, and was carefully sent up.

The sword that should have belonged to Ye Gucheng.

"If you lose your sword, you will lose a flying fairy, if you get your sword, you will get a flying fairy."

"Today's auction of 'Flying Immortals Beyond the Sky', I am honored to have everyone's support, and Xiaosheng is very honored, but this beauty still needs to take off her clothes, so naturally, Tianxian'er cannot be released casually."

……

The host sent by the black market was not big in appearance, but he looked clever, especially his mouth, which was quite flexible. After a while, the atmosphere in the venue was heated up. During this time, Wang Linlang came to the door curiously and peeked through the bead curtain He glanced and tilted his head.

The floor below the private room was crowded with people, shoulder to shoulder, and it turned out that it wasn't just them, but also other people who were not very powerful.

The role of the moderator is to appease these people so that there will be no confusion.

After Wang Linlang sat back, she felt amused.

"This little brother of the host is white and clean, completely different from the person who gave the sword just now, but he is not afraid of being remembered by others. No matter how you say it, the black market is using Baiyun City as a raft this time. Let's move!" If you don't come to the black market, can't you move a little host?"

Ye Gucheng's eyes moved slightly, and he turned his head.

"He knows that we won't do anything to a little guy like him."

Wang Linlang asked curiously, "How?"

"As our identity, we don't care about it, people who do..." After a slight pause, Ye Gucheng said: "The person who held the sword just now was Liu Yuhen. With his current strength, if we hadn't acted personally, this The host will definitely be fine, and as for group attacks, don't forget that the other party is working for the black market, since some people are greedy, then some people will avoid it." Speaking of this, he narrowed his eyes, "You know the people on this floor Who are they?"

Wang Linlang was not only watching the fun just now, but also wanted to check out tonight's "enemy".

On the same floor, they are destined to be "celebrities" with similar wealth and status. Wang Linlang is not stupid, and with her father, Zhuyu, in front of her, she doesn't know everything about the world, but she can grasp eight points.

The question Ye Gucheng raised was a piece of cake in Wang Linlang's eyes.

At the moment, she was pointing to the private room directly opposite. The opposite side was so dark that she could barely see the outline, but the nameplate was carved out of red coral. Even if there was a little light, it was very bright to the naked eye.

How to judge each other's identities, it all depends on it at this time.

"The Jade Tower and the Golden Tower will go back lazily, and the plum blossoms will make Luoyang drunk."

Wang Linlang groaned softly, pointing to the Coral Plums hanging high on the opposite side and said proudly: "Plum blossoms can be used as signs here. I can't think of anyone else except Wanmei Villa."

Ye Gucheng's eyes stayed on the plum blossom shape for a while, and when he looked back, he nodded in affirmation of Wang Linlang's words.

Wang Linlang bent her eyes with a smile, and then guessed the identities of the remaining private rooms.

Following her Dao names one by one, Ye Gucheng gave an affirmative answer unsurprisingly, which made Wang Linlang even happier.

It's just that this back and forth conversation suddenly stopped somewhere.

Although the coral is red, its shape is beautiful and its color is very positive. However, it was carved into a square roll, and after unfolding, the patterns are all over the place.

"This, this is..."

Wang Linlang was at a loss, scratched her cheek, and said unhappily, "I don't know anymore."

Unlike her, Ye Gucheng, who has a lot of experience in the world, glanced at him and said, "That's the Hua family."

Wang Linlang: "Huh?"

Ye Gucheng: "The one who came this time should be Huamanlou. There is a golden house in the book, so the fragrance is full of flowers, and the building is full of flowers. It's quite a simple metaphor. It seems that Mr. Hua is not very interested in this."

Wang Linlang twitched the corner of her mouth: "You say it's simple, but in my opinion, it's still a literati showing off, and it's a big book bag."

Ye Gucheng was noncommittal.

With this setback, some of Wang Linlang's followers couldn't figure it out.

When she didn't know before, Ye Gucheng helped her answer, telling him to deal with the power and status of the person behind the sign, but when passing by a certain place, Ye Gucheng's expression sank.

Wang Linlang blinked and said cautiously, "Is there something wrong with this family?"

Ye Gucheng shook his head: "I hope his goal is not my sword."

But who can be on the second floor who doesn't come here?

In the final analysis, this is just a beautiful hope, whether it can withstand the cruelty of reality is another matter.

Wang Linlang frowned and said, "Ye Gucheng, you think someone will fight with you, why?"

She always thought that these people came to watch the excitement, after all, the original owner of the sword is here, fighting with Ye Gucheng, isn't she afraid of being sent to the west with a sword?

Although the idea is a bit violent, most people think exactly the same as her!

Joining in the fun is going to join in the fun, but there are very few people who really plan to kiss him.

Just kidding, isn't it because you can't think about it and don't want to live?

But the fact that there are very few does not mean that there are none. Ye Gucheng knows quite a few people who are fighting their own swords in the arena, but the one in front of him is the most threatening.

Ye Gucheng sighed in his heart, patted her on the head, and guided her to look at the coral jade on the other side's door.

"What shape do you see?"

This is actually what Wang Linlang was most puzzled about.

The sign on the opposite door was round and round, with no shape at all, and with her eyesight, she couldn't find a place to draw the image.

After watching for a long time, Wang Linlang had no choice but to look back for help.

Ye Gucheng said in a low voice: "Since a circle is a square, it also means that everything can change. The so-called initial stage is exactly the shape of an egg. The most famous egg-shaped stone contains a crouching dragon, which can be called a dragon egg. Once the shell is broken, the situation will eventually change. ……"dragon.

Wang Linlang's eyes widened, "Huang cough cough cough..." She drowned herself in a mouthful of saliva before she finished speaking, and hid the truth she realized with a cough gaffe. When she calmed down, her expression became extremely serious , "How did he get involved? After all, what does he want your sword for?!"

Ye Gucheng lowered his eyes and remained silent, worried in his heart. Wang Linlang didn't know, but he knew Nan Wang's plan, and even he was a very crucial part of the whole plan.

In fact, ever since that person personally came to let him untie the sword, he knew that this was the countermeasure left by the other party for him to be able to escape.

But what to do after that... even Ye Gucheng didn't know why.

The other party didn't make it clear that he could only make mistakes, go with the flow, and respond according to the reaction of this world.

After all, he, Ye Gucheng, would not want to get involved in such a major event as plotting against the court and usurping the throne.

Now seeing the Daqing emperor Zhu Yujun coming in person, he wondered if this was an opportunity.

Surrendering at the right time is also a way to escape.

Ye Gucheng, who was thinking secretly, suddenly felt his sleeves being pulled twice, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Wang Linlang looking at him worriedly.

Ye Gucheng felt at ease.

"No problem."

He has always been concise and to the point when it comes to dangerous matters, how could Wang Linlang not see it after knowing him for so long?

But Wang Linlang is not someone who doesn't understand the overall situation. He knows that even if he gets to the bottom of it now, he can't change anything, so he worries about Ye Gucheng first when he gets a little depressed. Isn't it very strange?"

Ye Gucheng followed Wang Linlang's voice and looked towards a relatively secluded corner. The private room was decorated in an elegant and clean way, but everything was exquisite, but the red coral was the most noteworthy.

It is not uncommon to find things worth a thousand gold here, but a small coral-colored sword hanging over the door will make people have many associations with the people inside the door.

Especially with Ye Gucheng's eyesight, it is not difficult to see that sword, if it is used in the hands of a sword wielder, it can be compared to Mingfeng.

It looks like an exquisite toy used by children to catch Zhou, but it actually contains the Zen theory of heavy sword without front, and the sword intent hidden in it just shows that this sword is not unusable.

One sword, one person, there is no shortage of swords, and no shortage of sharp swords.

Nothing is missing, isn't it just the unity of man and sword?

Ye Gucheng's heart trembled, and he wanted to pay a visit.

Just at this time, the auction was in full swing, and the many high-profile guests attracted by the name of Ye Gucheng didn't mind the so-called finale at all. They might also think that it was impossible for Ye Gucheng to let his sword wander outside. It's boring to sit and wait for the city to fight in the arena. It's better to follow the theme of the auction and take pictures when you see something you like.

It has to be said that the gold and silver that night flowed like water, which was exactly in line with the black market's intentions, and it really made a lot of money.

When the atmosphere in the venue was almost at its peak, the well-received Swordsman was brought up again.

The little brother of the host shouted in a tuneful tone: "There are palaces in the sky, and immortals in the earth. Now there are lotus springs, and everyone will become immortals!"

Bright lights shrouded the sword body, and a clear cold light condensed in the scabbard, but the simple and simple scabbard already gave people the impression of being invincible and strong.

The host said in a seductive voice: "The moment of becoming an 'immortal' is at this moment, who wouldn't want to be that 'sword immortal' who scorns martial arts?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the venue paused for breath.

There are always some mediocre people who think that if they hold a peerless sword, they can become a superior person.

However, even if smart people know that this is nonsense, there are always fewer smart people and more mediocre people in the world.

With the fire that the black market took the initiative to add, the atmosphere tonight was indescribably enthusiastic.

In the private room where the small sword was hung, Wang Lianhua and Yu Luocha put down their wine glasses one after another, and they all looked at Ji Xianjun who was sitting in the middle, with a dignified demeanor and a moony charm.

"What the hell are you thinking!"

The two spoke at the same time, and the sound was embedded with each other, and there was no slight difference between the words.

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