[Comprehensive martial arts] The city lord is famous

The sky is clear and clear, the blue waves and the blue sky are indistinguishable from each other, and the seagulls fly overhead, and their cries are filled with joy of freedom.When Ye Gucheng arrived at the beach early in the morning, what he saw was such a landscape painting.

Baiyun City is surrounded by the sea, such a scene is nothing unusual for Ye Gucheng.He came here just to practice his sword.

Speaking of Ye Gucheng's name, everyone in today's martial arts must know it. He is the master of Baiyun City in the South China Sea. His name is the top three swordsmen in Jianghu side by side with Ximen Chuuxue and Mu Taoist. And because he is in the South China Sea, he adds a layer of mystery .Many people speculated that his swordsmanship might have surpassed the other two masters, but guesses can only be guesses, if Ye Gucheng does not enter the Central Plains, no one will know his details after all.

——Maybe it's time to find Ximen Chuuxue and Mu Taoist.

Ye Gucheng thought casually, and swung a sword in his hand. The sword aura surged into the sky, and the sea water rushed towards him, but was cut off by the next sword, and fell from his side.

——But what about after that?After Ximen Chuuxue and Mu Taoist are defeated by my sword, will there be no opponent in this world?

——No, there is also Dongfang Bubai, who is known as the best in martial arts in the world.It's a pity that he doesn't use a sword!

Ye Gucheng looked up at a dazzling golden sun, felt infinitely lonely in the dizzying brilliance, and felt that no one could make him draw a sword in the vast future.And that probably won't have to wait long.

Just thinking about such a day would make it unbearably boring, but besides kendo, what else is there to pursue?Ye Gucheng stood by the seaside for a long time, and finally found a letter from the corner of his memory.

The letter is from Nanwang.The old prince who is always dissatisfied with the status quo and him are barely neighbors, but the rivers and lakes and the court have never dealt with each other, and Ye Gucheng does not feel that he has any friendship with Nanwang, so he has never taken what the letter said seriously. .Thinking about it now, when he becomes invincible in the world, he can also play with Nan Wang.

The sword in his hand was whispering for his grand plan, Ye Gucheng looked down at the sword that had been with him for more than [-] years, and pulled it out of its sheath fiercely.His heart was surging like a storm, and his sword energy was also like a rainbow.The seabirds flew in flocks, Ye Gucheng jumped up, tapped his toes lightly on the bird, and stabbed out with a sword as he flew, like a flying fairy from the sky.This sword is incomparably magnificent, and it contains infinite murderous intent, making it inevitable for people to avoid it.

May I ask who in the world can block such a sword?

Ye Gucheng smiled, and tightened his hand holding the sword, ready to lift it up again...

If no one appeared out of nowhere at this time, he might have stabbed a more brilliant sword.

Everyone in Baiyun City knew that this was the place where the city lord practiced his sword, and no one would approach easily, but Ye Gucheng frowned, hearing the sound of footsteps clearly.The voice was unsteady, every step was followed by a slight cough, the person who coughed was upset, and the lofty passion that had just arisen was extinguished by the cough.

Ye Gucheng's eyes sank, and he turned around to look at the unexpected guest expressionlessly.It was a young man, and the seaside sunshine in early summer was just right, but he was wearing a wide and thick cloak, revealing only his handsome face and a pair of pale hands, which were covering his mouth with a handkerchief, coughing weakly.Seeing Ye Gucheng turn his head, the man smiled, as if he wanted to say hello, but before he could speak, he staggered and passed out.The head was still banging on the stone, and there was a bang, which sounded terrible.

Ye Gucheng: "..."

This is already near Baiyun City, Ye Gucheng thought, as the city lord, he shouldn't let an inexplicable person die here inexplicably.Especially the cloak this man is wearing is worth a lot of money at first glance, who knows which young master it is.

However, just as he was about to walk over, another old man with a white beard came running from a distance, half of his hat was blown away by the sea wind, and he ran to chase the hat in another direction, and it took a while to come to him.This time it was the butler of the City Lord's Mansion, Ye Yi.

"The city lord...cough cough cough..." Ye Yi was getting old, and he was obviously exhausted after running for such a long distance. After he stood firm, he coughed provocatively from the sea breeze pouring into his chest.Ye Gucheng is annoyed when he hears coughing now, but he doesn't want to argue with this loyal old housekeeper, so he just looks at him expressionlessly, his eyes are heavy, and he is very stressed.But Ye Yi lowered his head and didn't receive anything.

Fortunately, the old butler was on urgent business, and he didn't want the city lord to watch him cough. There were several distinguished guests waiting in the city.

"City Lord, cough. The son of Prince Nan is here and is waiting to see you in the mansion."

"Nan Wang's son?" Ye Gucheng was a little surprised.Nanwang's letter was only ten days ago, so his son came to Baiyun City so soon, isn't it a little too eager.

Ye Yi didn't know about that letter, and wondered in his heart what the Prince of Nan was doing here, and was about to ask at this moment, but saw a person lying on his stomach not far away, and couldn't help but turn pale with shock.

"Master Chengcheng! Did you kill the people from the Nanwang Mansion?"

Ye Gucheng really wanted to say that this person is not from Nanwang's mansion, even if Nanwang's son brought someone, he would not bring a sick ghost.But Ye Yi had already run to turn over the man's body, touched his veins with trembling hands, and after a while he let out a long sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay, the person is not dead."

"Since he's not dead, you take him back." Ye Gucheng said patiently, and after saying this, he strode back to the city.Ye Yi stood there blankly, staring at the people on the ground, wondering how he would carry a young man back at his age.Or if you go to call someone now, will the person be eaten by seabirds when you come back?

When he was at a loss, Ye Gucheng turned back impatiently, picked up the back collar of the man on the ground with one hand, and said to Ye Yi seriously with a cold face: "First, I didn't do anything, this man fell by himself He hit his head. Second, he is not from the Nanwang Mansion." After speaking, he strode away again, and Ye Yi quickly followed.

As soon as Ye Gucheng entered Baiyun City, the news of the city lord's return spread like wings. When he arrived at the gate of the city lord's mansion, Ye Er and Ye San had been waiting for a long time. Heard even this.

"City Master, Prince Nan is in the front hall." Ye Er said.

Ye San was holding the sword, without saying a word, just glanced casually at the person being carried, and waited quietly for orders.

Ye Gucheng was already upset, and one or two of his subordinates said that he was Prince Nan, which made him even more impatient to see the so-called distinguished guests, so he went directly to the backyard with people.

Ye Er and Ye San looked at each other, and Ye Yi hurriedly caught up with his hat, followed behind and thought: "City Lord, the son of Prince Nan is still waiting, shall we go and see him first? The son came early in the morning. I heard that you went out to practice swords and didn't let you be urged. I have been waiting for an hour, and I am a little anxious to see that you haven't come back..."

"Since you've been waiting for an hour, let him continue to wait." Ye Gucheng said coldly, "You can't even wait for this moment, what kind of big cause are you planning?"

The city lord's mansion is very large, and there are no family members. Ye Gucheng only works on his own three-acre land on weekdays. Put the one in your hand there.But when he was standing among the pavilions in the backyard, he didn't know where to go next, so he looked coldly at Ye Yi who was still talking.

Ye was quiet for a moment, then realized what Ye Gucheng meant, looked around, and led him to a room.

Although the backyard of the City Lord's Mansion has been uninhabited for a long time, the inside is clean. It seems that someone has been cleaning it.Ye Gucheng threw the man on the bed casually, and was not in a hurry to leave, he waved his hand at Ye: "Go and invite the doctor from the mansion, and find a little girl to come and take care of her."

Ye Yi responded, hesitated for a moment, and tried to mention again: "The son..."

Ye Gucheng gave him a cold look, Ye Yi had no choice but to go to the doctor in a hurry.The honored guests are not to be neglected, and the city lord is so self-willed, Ye Yi thought about it, and deliberately turned his back on his back for the wounded man in the mansion, so that the guests in the front hall would know that our city lord is not missing you, and really can't get away. !

When Li Xun Huan woke up leisurely, he felt a hand on his veins, his consciousness was slowly coming back, and he heard someone talking in a trance.

"This young man is physically weak, and he has not had a good rest for a long time, and he is drinking heavily, so he fainted. But all these need to be recuperated slowly. What matters now is the injury on his head... this injury?"

"He fell it himself." A cold voice replied, which was quite annoyed.

Someone pulled his hair and pressed on the top of his head. Li Xun Huan gasped in pain, and then he heard the cold voice just humming, as if he was dissatisfied with his gasping.

"The old man prescribes two sets of prescriptions first, one is fried for this young man to drink, and the other has to be applied externally. Although the flesh injury is not serious, but this young man fell too hard, it is better to rest."

The cold voice snorted again, it seemed that he was very disgusted with him being able to fall like this by himself, and he was a little lighter because he would not fall to his death.This is the first time Li Xunhuan heard someone can "hum" out such a rich meaning.

He tried his best to recall, and finally remembered what happened. It should be the swordsman by the sea who kindly saved him.It's a pity that although I am conscious at this time, I still can't move my body, or I have to thank the other party for her help.

The old doctor lighted the tranquilizing incense, a sense of fatigue slowly surrounded him, Li Xun Huan didn't struggle much, and fell asleep again following the fatigue.As soon as Ye saw the person on the bed settled down, he immediately looked at Ye Gucheng eagerly, hoping that he would finally be willing to meet Prince Nan.

Seen by the old man like this, Ye Gucheng had no choice but to stand up and walk towards the front hall expressionlessly.

He thought that Prince Nan had been waiting for a long time, so he would inevitably be dissatisfied when he saw him, but what he didn't expect was that although the other party was young and the city was very deep, when he finally appeared, he got up very politely to greet him.The few people behind him showed dissatisfaction, but he secretly stopped them.

"Master Ye, look forward to it for a long time." The other party smiled and cupped his fists.

Ye Gucheng didn't care whether he was a member of the rivers and lakes who could afford the gift of the prince of the palace, so he sat down on the head with a cold face and nodded: "His Royal Highness."

People from the palace came to give gifts, Ye Gucheng had already seen the big mahogany boxes in the yard, his attitude was still lukewarm, and he didn't pay attention to those things at all.

The gifts given by the court people are nothing more than gold, silver and jewelry, which is vulgar.And even if Nan Wang would do what he likes, what kind of peerless famous sword would he send, could it be comparable to the one he is using now?Although his sword is not made by a famous teacher, it can be ranked ahead of countless weapons in the world just because it belongs to Ye Gucheng.

Ye Gucheng's attitude was indifferent, and Shi Zi vaguely talked about Daye's plan several times, but he couldn't interest him.

The prince of the Southern Prince came at an inappropriate time. If it was yesterday, even if Ye Gucheng felt that they were too eager, he would have readily agreed to join, so as to add some new pursuits to his boring life in the future.It's a pity that just this morning, an inexplicable person appeared outside the city, which just interrupted his grand vision and fantasy, and made him very irritable until now.

Seeing that Ye Gucheng refused to answer many times, Shi Zi thought about it and said another purpose of this trip.

"I've heard for a long time that City Master Ye's swordsmanship is exquisite, and I yearn for it. I wish to worship the City Master as my teacher, and I hope the City Master will agree." Said the son of the Southern Prince, he got up and bowed to Ye Gucheng.

This worship seemed to be respectful, but Ye Gucheng just watched it coldly.No matter where you are, you always have to bow three times and kowtow nine times when you are a teacher. The son of the Southern King just bent down and felt that he could recognize the top three swordsmen in the world as his teacher. He was obviously still playing the royal and noble style, thinking that he had already Respectful enough.And the expressions on the faces of those followers behind him are clearly, our sons and daughters have said so, why don't you thank you quickly, it makes people even more annoyed and flustered.

After all, he is still a young man, and the city government has some, but his brain is a little lacking.

When Ye Gucheng waved his hand, Prince Nan was lifted up by a force, and before he could react, Ye Gucheng stood up and was about to leave.

"Master Ye?" Shizi stepped forward.

Ye Gucheng turned his back to him: "There is no need to be a teacher, I will consider your matters."

"Can……"

"what?"

Shizi's anxious voice and another piercing baby voice sounded at the same time, Ye Gucheng paused as he was about to leave, but finally couldn't help frowning fiercely.

The author has something to say: Merry Christmas, babies~

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