Grandmaster Plane [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

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Then, put the poem written by the 8th grade girl of the rotten girl to Gu Shengyu, I thought it was great, what do you think?

When I first fell into the world of mortals and was drunk, I stepped into the rivers and lakes to be reminded by the wind and rain.

One hexagram predicts the emperor's dream, and two fingers heals the bat's return.

The chess and the piano help the temple to be reformed, and the sword and the sword come out of the green forest clothes.

Laughing and sighing whose family is Mr. Yu?Be a gentleman Gu Wushuang.

On August [-]th, the imperial palace was not as excited as the folks because of the duel between the two top swordsmen. On the contrary, because the place where the two duels were duel was the Hall of Supreme Harmony, they were afraid of offending His Majesty, who was stepped on his head and had no emotions.

Although the emperor accepted the minister's letter with a normal expression, in the final analysis, this is still disrespect to the royal family and contempt for the imperial power.

Therefore, in the past, there must be a banquet to celebrate the moon with the officials. For the first time, there are no lanterns and festoons in the palace.Even the footsteps of the court ladies and eunuchs are light and light, lest they offend the nobles.

In such an atmosphere of panic, no matter how you look at it, Zhu Yujun, who is the protagonist, is sitting in the imperial study to handle the government affairs these days.When there were no major affairs in the country, those ministers would often rush to issue memorials on some trivial matters, making the emperor look like a housekeeper who handled their housework.

In short... "Wenchen is troublesome!" Zhu Yujun used a cinnabar pen to ruthlessly write "no need to send a reply if you talk nonsense" to a useless booklet, thinking of the group of Cai Jing who were wise and safe when they lost Cai Jing and started to jump frequently Minister, there is more than a sneer in his heart.

But after all, it is the humerus of the country. If too many officials are executed rashly, the country will be unstable. The superficial work that should be done is still to be done, even if it needs to be like a housekeeper.

Rubbing his sore shoulders, Zhu Juejun calmly devoted himself to those memorials that quoted scriptures, but the content was not nutritious.

However, at this moment, the two doors were pushed open, the old servant who had been by his side for decades, and Nan Wang walked in together.

Zhu Yujun looked bewildered, and then thought of what Gu Shengyu seemed to have said that there would be a good show tonight.

I tapped my fingers on the table and thought, I was all troubled by these memorials, I forgot.

His eyes swept over Nan Wang and Wang An, and a barely visible sarcasm slipped across his eyes.

Well, let me see how these people want to take my throne away.

After Nan Wang and Wang An came in, they never forgot to observe Zhu Yujun's expression, wondering if the emperor here would be frightened or furious when he learned that someone he trusted had betrayed him.In their own imagination, it seems that the more embarrassed the other party is, the more they can bring out the wisdom and power of their own decisions.

But Zhu Yujun didn't say a word, the nobility and calmness exuding from his whole body were enough to drive away the eunuch and Nanwang several blocks away.

After all, it is the person who sits on the world, even at this moment, his majesty is still undiminished, and Ye Gucheng's eyes flashed with admiration.

Zhu Yujun crossed her hands on the table and wanted to sigh, but before she sighed, she should ask.

"If I remember correctly, Nan Wang should be listening to operas and music in the palace at this time, and Wang An..." He glanced at the head eunuch who served him growing up without emotion, and said coldly: "Should stand Outside the imperial study, waiting for my order."

Wang An lowered his eyebrows and pleasing to the eye, and said softly: "There is no way, because there will be a new 'Your Majesty' here, so the old slave can't stay outside."

Nan Wang couldn't get used to Wang An's habit of serving others in a low voice, so he said arrogantly: "That's right, there is a more suitable candidate than you, so naturally we have to change the emperor!"

Zhu Yujun didn't even know what to say about his uncle, who had no ability but was very ambitious. If it wasn't for using him to fish out the hidden forces behind the court, Gu Shengyu would be needed to help.

Thinking of this, he acted one by one just in case, and guided the king, "Uncle Huang seems to be planning to be a rebel," then turned to Wang An, and said meaningfully: "You must know that even a follower who rebels I want to kill the Nine Clans." Finally, he put his finger on Ye Gucheng, but he hesitated and put it down.

"These two people, I know what they are here for, so what is the reason for the Baiyun City Lord, who was supposed to complete the world-famous battle at the top of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, to come here?"

Zhu Yujun raised her eyebrows, "At least it was an order I gave in a step back, so why don't the city lords come over early?"

Ye Gucheng looked at him calmly, and Zhu Yujun also looked directly at this fairy-like swordsman without giving in.

Ye Gucheng said: "I came here to help them."

Zhu Yujun wanted to sigh in his heart, now, he couldn't even pretend to be stupid.

"The beauty of Qingben, how can I be a thief..."

At this time, the trace of pity for the peerless swordsman in the bottom of my heart disappeared, leaving behind the indifference and ruthlessness of the emperor of the Daqing Dynasty.

Nan Wang stared viciously at the young man sitting above, and said solemnly: "Success is the king, and defeat is the thief! If we win, Zhu Yujun, you are the biggest thief!"

"I am sitting in the world, who dares to say that I am a thief!" Zhu Yujun stood up coldly, and walked to the table, with a tall and straight figure, imposing.

Facing Ye Gucheng's indifferent gaze, he remained calm.

Ye Gucheng said in praise: "If you practice swords, you must be a master in the world."

Zhu Yujun smiled lightly and said: "I practice swords, and what I practice is the sword of the Son of Heaven. I strategize at the height of the temple and control the power of all the people in the world." When he said this, his tone suddenly became cold, "So when I was angry, my corpse floated for thousands of miles, blood Flow like a river!"

As the voice fell, four people jumped out of the secret door on the side.

They were also well-known masters in the rivers and lakes in the past, and the sword formation launched by the four of them was even more invincible and prestigious.

But as soon as he came out now, the sword formation had just formed, and Ye Gucheng broke their sword skills with just one strike, and killed them by the way.

The cold and piercing sword intent seemed to radiate dazzling light, and the snow-quenched coldness blended into the sword technique, like a smear of white training that passed through nine days, and even the bone marrow was chilled by it.

Flying Immortals!

It is truly unparalleled swordsmanship.

How can a person who can use this kind of swordsmanship know whether he is a god or an immortal?

Even a viewer like Zhu Yujun couldn't help but sigh the above. It is conceivable that what good can the four of them who are facing Baiyun City Lord Li Feng head-on get?

Perhaps it was because these people had done some good deeds in the early years, or luck suddenly came to them. In short, at this time, another sword light that was not inferior to the Flying Immortal from Heaven slanted.

It seemed that a huge white chrysanthemum had been born out of the air, but when it collided with the flying fairy from outside the sky, it turned into a peony that was about to bloom again.

Jian Guang was disorderly and orderly. Compared with Ye Gucheng's extremely simplified one strike, he made at least 49 strikes when blocking the opponent!Each sword made a clear and pleasant sound like a dragon chant and overflowing water.

The eyes of the person who made the sword were clear and agile, but mixed in the bottom of the deep eyes, it seemed like a bottomless pool of water had frozen into ice, no matter how clean it was, it could not hide the complexities that had gone through wind and frost.

The two swords collided, and the ear-piercing sound of the metal and stone colliding made people frown, but at the same time, they left hot sparks in the air.

The former is a celestial flying fairy who is unparalleled, while the latter is magnificent and exquisite in swordsmanship.

But the sword was still broken.

No matter how wonderful and eye-catching, how beautiful the gentle and blooming peony is, its carrier - the sword, is still broken.

The one who wields the sword is not surprised, but the one who breaks the sword is no different.

It seems that this broken sword is a very common thing.

So far, the tense imperial study room is so quiet for the first time, and the heartbeat becomes almost inaudible when the audience is extremely depressed.

After a while, he suddenly rushed out to block Ye Gucheng's sword, and the person who saved the four brothers stepped forward and stood in front of Zhu Yujun, clearly showing a protective state.

Gu Shengyu said: "Why did you come?"

Ye Gucheng looked at his sword, not looking at it, but at the sword, and said with great concentration: "Why should I come, and why should you come."

Gu Shengyu shook his head: "You might not have come."

Ye Gucheng remained silent.

Gu Shengyu sighed, and suddenly changed his tone.

"How many hands have you broken?"

Only then did Ye Gucheng smile and said: "The third handle." Calm and serene, his appearance did not reveal that he intended to kill the king at all.

Gu Shengyu looked at him deeply, "It's only three things, you should pay me a sword."

Hearing this, Ye Gucheng's smile deepened, and he was about to answer, as if he felt something, he suppressed all the emotions that were exposed.

Gu Shengyu also looked at the door at the same time.

As expected, the two who broke in were Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuuxue.

As soon as Ximen Chuuxue came in, he looked deeply at Ye Gucheng, he clenched the hilt of the long sword in his hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "You didn't come!"

Ye Gucheng paused, then turned to face him.

At this time, only those present understood how similar and how different these two famous swordsmen were at the same time.

Ye Gucheng said: "Come here." After speaking, he stepped forward calmly, as if he was going to a duel.

It seems that what Ye Gucheng showed was not what he said.

Gu Shengyu looked at him deeply, neither following him nor planning to say anything to him, but focused his eyes on Nan Wang and Wang An.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't follow the past, even though one of the two people who were about to duel to the death was his friend, and the other was also someone he admired and wanted to be friends with.

He had the same gaze as Gu Shengyu, both on Nan Wang and Wang An.

Fortunately, Nanwang didn't react until Ye Gucheng left, and fortunately, this person didn't insult Ye Gucheng's sword again.

Nanwang yelled in disbelief: "Ye Gucheng, where are you going? Isn't Gu Shengyu fighting the sword demon?"

"I know, just in case you set up heavy soldiers to guard the duel scene, and plan to shoot and kill with a heavy crossbow when you see that the person is Gu Shengyu."

Gu Shengyu calmly stated a series of arrangements of Nanwang, after all, this was part of the plan to contain Nanwang's troops.

Nan Wang's heart ached, he, who had always been in a daze, unexpectedly understood what Gu Shengyu meant, and asked hoarsely, "Who are those two people over there?"

Gu Shengyu said: "Two bats are more sensitive at night than during the day."

two more

Things have come to this point, the conspiracy plan has completely failed.

Zhu Yujun followed up and said, "That's why I said, you really think too much about what you shouldn't."

Nanwang laughed miserably: "Zhu Yujun, that's how it is!"

Zhu Yujun looked at Gu Shengyu solicitingly, got his nod of approval, and walked out from behind him, his eyes fell deeply on the decadent Nan Wang.

"I ask myself that I treat you well, and why do you want to seize my throne? You don't know that this will mess up the ancestors' principles!"

Nan Wang shook his head, "Win the king and lose the bandit, that's all."

Zhu Yujun frowned and said, "I've always felt strange about your plan, but who gave you the confidence that you can become the emperor if you succeed in killing the king? Not to mention the civil and military affairs of the dynasty, but even the old people in the royal family today are unlikely to agree. At that time, you would only be a rebellious minister, and restless people from all over the country could mess with our Daqing country under the slogan of cleaning up rebellion. Nanwang, what do you think?"

Up to now, Nan Wang was full of unwillingness, "You haven't seen my son, have you?"

The lines between Zhu Yujun's eyebrows became deeper. Every year, Prince Nan's sons come to Beijing.

Nan Wang laughed loudly, "Yes, you haven't seen it before. If you had seen it, you would never be as calm as you are now!" Speaking of this, he said in a daze: "Why do I have someone who is just like you? What about Wuer's child?"

Zhu Yujun was shocked when he heard the words, and was shocked like never before. He even took a step back subconsciously, and said in a harsh voice, "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Nan Wang said with serious eyes: "Why is it that you are exactly the same person, but my son can only hide and hide, even in front of Nan Wang's son, but you can sit in the temple and accept thousands of people. bow down?"

"Isn't this too unfair?"

Confusion appeared on Zhu Yujun's calm and composed face for the first time, but the cultivation of being an emperor for many years soon made him regain his self-control.

"What you mean...I see."

The royal twins have always taken one son out of the customs, or killed them on the spot.But his mother and concubine had a good relationship with Nanwang, maybe they entrusted another prince to him at that time.

As for why he wanted to rebel, maybe he was not greedy enough, maybe it was as he said, in order to let his children live freely under the blue sky.

"But do you know? It's a swap of identities, and it's 'Zhu Yujun' who appears here, not Prince Nan." Zhu Yujun turned around and dropped this sentence complicatedly.

Nan Wang looked at his back, vaguely thinking of the child waiting in the other courtyard, and finally knelt down on the ground with a miserable expression.

"Please...Your Majesty, let my son live!"

Zhu Yujun closed her eyes in pain, and clenched her right fist tightly between her waist and abdomen.

"No!"

That may be my only brother, connected by blood, but...for the sake of the country, he cannot allow it!

What happened today will happen a second time. If he is alive, the royal bloodline will be in danger of being confused.

Nan Wang closed his eyes tightly as expected, kowtowed deeply on the ground of the imperial study, unable to lift his head.

"Emperor, Your Majesty..." Wang An finally came to his senses at this moment, and in a hurry, he wanted to hug Zhu Yujun's thigh and beg for mercy, "This old slave is wronged! This old slave was held hostage by a rebel, it really is..."

"shut up!"

Zhu Yujun, who was in a bad mood, kicked Wang An to the wall and groaned. After all, he was an old man with not many lives. This was enough for Wang An to not have the strength to get up again before the matter was over.

Gu Shengyu, who had been so quiet until now, finally moved, he walked towards the door, Zhu Yujun looked at his back with extremely complicated eyes.

Seeing this, Lu Xiaofeng sighed.

"Aren't you going?"

Zhu Yujun seemed to hesitate, but shook her head heavily.

"I'm afraid I'm no longer his friend to him."

Lu Xiaofeng denied: "No, he will still regard you as his friend."

Zhu Yujun's eyes widened all of a sudden, and then she smiled wryly, "But I'm really not a good friend."

Otherwise...it wouldn't let him show such a lonely look.

……

The night of the full moon, the top of the Forbidden City.

With a sword coming from the west, immortals fly from the sky.

The two unparalleled swordsmen stood on the glazed tiles of the Hall of Supreme Harmony as light as nothing, and stood against the wind for a long time before they moved.

At the moment when the sword moved, the two of them seemed to be standing on the top of the sky with a bone-chilling loneliness.And this sword is the loneliness that knocked down his only opponent from the altar.

Ye Gucheng's sword is like a meteor flying down, it is the most urgent and powerful sword launched from a condescending height.Gathering all the power of the whole body, he achieved the wrath of the thunder god and the decisiveness like a lightning strike.

There is no future move, so he goes forward without any time, like the blue sky and white clouds, without time and dirt, he sacrifices his body and mind to the way of swordsmanship, and completes this one move that combines human and sword with all his energy.

This arbitrary change of swordsmanship is the supreme state of martial arts, and it can be regarded as the unparalleled swordsmanship in the world.

Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, from this sword in a trance, the audience can see the unparalleled splendor of his life.

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes are sharp, and the edge of the sword is sharp, his eyes are brightened by this ultimate swordsmanship, and the edge of the sword is thirsty because of this sword.

As if fighting with heaven and earth, he also used his sword.

His sword is the blood-thirsty Ji Miao Wushuang in the eyes of people in the Jianghu. His sword is the lifelong pursuit of death and sincerity in the eyes of friends. His sword is the art in his heart.

If you understand his sword, you must understand the beauty of the flower of blood that bursts from the throat when the blade cuts through it.

If you know his people, you must understand that he is only alive when he kills, and he is waiting for the rest of the time.

Such a man who has been waiting for him all the time, now unleashes an indescribable sword in his life.

Just like Ye Gucheng exhausted his whole life to display the Flying Immortal, Ximen Chuuxue also used all of his 20-odd years.

Yu learned swordsmanship at the age of three and mastered it at the age of ten. After that, he was invincible all over the rivers and lakes.

This is what Ximen Chuuxue said to his only friend Lu Xiaofeng, so lonely and sincere.

But at this time there was another person with a sword similar to his, standing opposite him, even if it was an enemy, he would be ecstatic.

No one can describe the swords of these two men, just as no one can name these two men.

When Lu Xiaofeng came here, it was the time for the final strike to decide the winner.

He saw with his own eyes that City Lord Baiyun's sword was slowing down, and he knew what it was for, and he thought Ximen Chuuxue knew it too, but even so, Ximen chose to fulfill it.

Just like before exposing the fake, he was still willing to believe that it was Ye Gucheng.

The edge of the sword is cold, and the sword is a murder weapon.

Ye Gucheng is sincere with the sword, but it is difficult to be honest with others. He fell under the sword of his most admired enemy and confidant.Her snow-white robe was stained with frost, and her thin eyes gradually lost their charm.

The people present saw the rise of a legend and the fall of a legend, but no one could say a word.

Sikong Zhaixing looked at Lu Xiaofeng and asked with his eyes.

Seeing this, Lu Xiaofeng let out a low sigh.

"He doesn't want to see it."

Even he didn't want to see his friend die.

When his voice fell, Gu Shengyu arrived late, wearing white clothes, but as lonely and sad as a mourning dress.

He came to Ye Gucheng's side, picked him up halfway, a miraculous scene appeared, Ye Gucheng's lax pupils gradually focused, opened his mouth, trying to say something, but he couldn't speak anymore.

Before he could frown anxiously, Gu Shengyu whispered in his ear: "My sword was once the sword of the Lord Baiyun."

Ye Gucheng was taken aback for a moment, and then he closed his eyes in relief.

The body in his arms gradually became cold, but Gu Shengyu still hugged him tightly, with his head bowed.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't watch it anymore, but he had to watch it until the other party raised his head, looked at the empty sky and opened his eyes wide. If the people present read correctly, he should be crying.

Gu Shengyu, who was always calm and relaxed, cried, and Lu Xiaofeng suddenly felt unspeakable pain in his heart.

Pick up Ye Gucheng's body and take away the sword that fell from the eaves.

The sword is cold, but the person in his arms is colder than the sword.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at him and said, "Do you want my help?"

At this moment, Ximen Chuuxue is different from before, he seems to be free from the shackles of the world, Ye Gucheng's death made him, Ximen Chuuxue's change made his own sword.

This is also a swordsman who sacrifices himself to the way of the sword, and is someone Ye Gucheng appreciates.

Gu Shengyu's mellow and gentle mood suddenly fluctuated greatly. He knew that Ye Gucheng's death was his own wish, and he would never interfere with the decisions made by his friends, but this time...he really wanted to draw his sword .

Want to see blood!

In an instant, the murderous aura surged, and the overwhelming killing intent seemed to dye the full moon in the sky red, except for Ximen Chuuxue who was in front of him who was calm and composed, and the spectators stepped back a few steps with a bad expression like a wooden Taoist.

Lu Xiaofeng: "Gu Shengyu..."

Hearing Lu Xiaofeng's voice, Gu Shengyu's murderous aura froze, and his excitement gradually calmed down.

"sorry."

He said hoarsely.

Ximen Chuuxue shook his head and didn't care.

"no need."

This is the answer to Ximen Chuuxue's previous question. Gu Shengyu and Ye Gucheng left the Forbidden City on the night of the full moon, and there was no news for several months.

When Zhu Yujun received the information about where Gu Shengyu and Ye Gucheng's bodies had gone, he burned them without looking at them.

After all, he is an emperor...but he is also Gu Shengyu's friend, so he cannot be completely indifferent.

……

Gu Shengyu took Ye Gucheng out of the Forbidden City, and went straight to the moon viewing spot that he had found long ago.That place is on top of a ten thousand zhang high cliff, and only the world's top qinggong can skim over the mirror-smooth cliff to reach the peak.

Although there are only a handful of people who can go up intact, the scenery is also beautiful, just like the scene in the book.

The bright and clean full moon, like a huge silver plate, seems to hang high in front of your eyes, and you can touch it with your hand.Those who climb to the top of the cliff and sit on the edge of the cliff can clearly appreciate the moonlight on the night of the full moon.

Gu Shengyu arrived with Ye Gucheng at a good time. The surface of the full moon was as snowy as silver, bright and clear, and the faint mist turned into cloud shadows floating above the night sky. There were only a few white mist surrounding the moon. It perfectly embellishes the hazy beauty of the moon.

"Ye Gucheng, I said it, and you agreed, tonight's full moon festival will be enjoyed with me."

He supported Ye Gucheng's dead body, sat with him on the edge of the cliff, murmured to the light of wild rice shoots all over the sky, and even sang a song when he was interested.

He would sometimes say that he didn’t bring his qin, but if he did, he would just play it for you, and sometimes he said, I can also play the pipa. It is said that Chang’e, the fairy on the moon, celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival by playing the pipa.

As we talked, the silent loneliness was accompanied by the cold night wind blowing through the internal organs, and the big sleeves were blown rattlingly.

Under the moonlight, Gu Shengyu's lips moved three times, his handsome face almost seemed to be shining.

After a pause, he patted Ye Gucheng on the shoulder, smiled wryly, and touched the bridge of his nose.

Gu Shengyu said, "I hope you don't blame me."

As a friend, I lied to you after all.

Three shifts

The Sword Demon and "Gu Shengyu" put on a posture as soon as they arrived.

The sword demon in red and white gauze, and Gu Shengyu, who is romantic in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, stand opposite each other, visually it is a kind of enjoyment.

The hidden people waited intently for this century-level duel, but they didn't expect that they didn't move until the moon was on the willow branches, the clouds scattered and the stars appeared.

The strange movement gradually appeared among the crowd. At this time, the sword demon suddenly sighed, "It seems that we can't drag it on."

Gu Shengyu smiled and said, "Of course."

"It's just right, let's have a big fight," the "Sword Demon" took off his hat, revealing a noble, delicate and pale face, it is the bat boy——Yuan Suiyun!He should have been in Wuzheng Villa!

"Gu Shengyu" was wiped on the face, revealing a reserved and handsome face like gentle jade.

Hua Manlou laughed softly, raised his hand to float in the clouds, and flirted with his hands.

Yuan Suiyun also made the same action.

Those soldiers who realized something was wrong gathered together and fired heavy crossbows at the two of them.That is a weapon that can besiege and kill martial arts people, even a first-class master can't please him!

In the dark night, dozens of whizzing sounds broke through the air, Yuan Suiyun and Hua Manlou moved their ears neatly, and the next moment - Liuyun Feishou!

The wide-sleeved gown swelled up a lot of internal energy, and the soft brocade sleeves were comparable to a steel and stone shield. Not only did they brush their spears aside, but they also stepped on the rocks everywhere, avoiding the subsequent attacks .

In the dark night, two shadows who used lightness kung fu to the extreme were constantly intertwined, dodging the siege of the spear team, really as sensitive as a bat living in the dark.

"Brother Hua," Yuan Suiyun said with a relaxed smile, "Why don't you come and gamble, who among us can control these people first?"

When Hua Manlou heard about it, he smiled helplessly, "I'm sure I can't compare to Mr. Yuan."

Yuan Suiyun's smile grew wider. In the darkness, his bright red shadow flickered, and he had already appeared in the team, and his voice came from afar.

"Brother Hua, why should you be humble!"

In an instant, the flying sleeves and floating clouds with internal strength are like the spread wings of a bat in the dark night.

The people touched by the sleeves flew away, and the originally orderly team suddenly became chaotic.

Hua Manlou took the opportunity to acupoint acupoints on many distracted soldiers, making them stay in place without moving.

In just a short period of time, the two took advantage of their familiarity with the darkness to control the imperial centurion.

Yuan Suiyun stood with his hands behind his back. In the darkness, his opened eyes were light and dark. His spirit was already extremely high, but now his eyes are bright, like the finishing touch, and his spirit is blooming!

Hua Manlou congratulated: "Congratulations."

Yuan smiled and said, "I also want to thank Gu Shengyu." If it weren't for the medicine he left behind, I'm afraid he would have been in the dark until he went crazy. Thinking of this, he sighed, "When are you going to receive treatment?" Looking at Hua Manlou wearing a black patch, his eyes seem to be able to see, "They are all worried about you."

Hua Manlou smiled and said, "I know."

Yuan Suiyun said puzzledly: "Then you plan to accept it?"

Hua Manlou nodded.

"Just figure it out," Yuan Suiyun didn't quite know what he was thinking, but if he could agree, Gu Shengyu would be happy.

Hua Manlou said softly, "How does it feel to see it?"

Yuan Suiyun looked at the world, the stone, and the expressions of the captives, and suddenly laughed, delighted.

"Very wonderful."

Hua Manlou accepted his thoughts, touched her eyes, raised her head and smiled and said, "I hope I won't be so weird by then."

Yuan Suiyun smiled and said: "It's okay, everyone has strange moments."

Hua Manlou heard the hidden meaning in this sentence, smiled and didn't answer.

Not long after, officers and soldiers came to receive the group of people, and they also went to the palace and learned of Ye Gucheng's death.

Lu Xiaofeng, who told them all the truth, was drinking like he wanted to drink up all the wine in the world.

Hua Manlou and Yuan Suiyun changed back into their clothes and sat down at the table, one on the left and the other on the right.

At this moment, Lu Xiaofeng said as if he couldn't hold back his inner thoughts: "His feelings for Ye Gucheng are too complicated, I don't know what will happen to him after Ye Gucheng dies!"

Yuan Suiyun: "Are you worried about him?"

Hua Manlou said: "We are all worried about him."

Yuan Suiyun objected, "I'm not worried about him," he looked at the two present, "He's Gu Shengyu, he can survive on his own!"

Lu Xiaofeng sighed greatly, "It would be great if that's the case."

The next thing seemed to confirm his words, the three present, plus the one in the palace, no one thought that Gu Shengyu would disappear for so long.

For a whole year, no one in the world heard of Gu Shengyu's name, and no one got any news about him, not even the troubled Lu Xiaofeng.

He seemed to have disappeared completely, and it seemed to be exactly as Lu Xiaofeng said.

The death of his friend Ye Gucheng contributed to his determination to go out to sea and live in seclusion.

Therefore, the news that there is no one in the world Gu Shengyu, and everyone in the world knows each other and attaches great importance to friendship has also spread, but there is no real person to speak, and there is always something missing.

Gu Shengyu poured a sip of wine into his mouth after listening to these messy content, his hair was piled up in a mess under his body, and his clothes were also crumpled, it looked like he hadn't changed for a while.

This appearance is unparalleled in the world, it is really hard for people to believe that he is Gu Shengyu!

"Aren't you going to show up yet? You've been with me for three months."

Unexpectedly, the person sitting opposite him, looking down at the table was actually Di Feijing!

Obviously, Lei Chun, the hall master he was loyal to before, designed Gu Shengyu, but Gu Shengyu stayed at Di Feijing's house.

Di Feijing has no wife, no children, and only friends in his life, so is Gu Shengyu his friend?

If Gu Shengyu were to answer this question, he would say...not yet.

Di Fei was dealing with the division of forces after Liufenbantang settled in Chang'an, and told Gu Shengyu from time to time what happened after he disappeared.

Di Feijing looked calm, as if he was not facing No. [-] in the world, and his face was indifferent, as if he didn't see No. [-] in the world drunk and slumped in front of him.

After he asked such a sentence indifferently, he remained silent as if he had never spoken, until Gu Shengyu was willing to answer him.

It took a long time for Gu Shengyu's slack gaze to come back into focus. He got up and rubbed his hair.

"Aren't you going to keep me?"

Di Feijing said calmly: "If Mr. Gu is willing, Di Feijing will naturally keep you, no matter how long."

"Ha!" Gu Shengyu's voice was dry and hoarse as if he hadn't drank water for many days. He let out an ugly laugh, got up staggeringly, and walked out the door while drinking, "Forget it. will get you into trouble."

Di Fei lowered his head in shock, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the person in the long gown whose snow-white background could no longer be seen. He disappeared at the door in the blink of an eye.

There is no wind and no movement, and the extremely good lightness kung fu and body skills, depending on the situation, it seems to have entered the Tao!

Gu Shengyu's spirit is obviously very poor, but judging from his martial arts, it's actually even higher!

It's unbelievable, Di Fei wondered, how many amazing and brilliant people are there in the world?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but recall the sickly figure who was frail and sick, but could use the wind and rain saber technique.

I don't know if he is okay outside Yanmen Pass, has his wish come true?

Burning a page of paper in his hand, Di Feijing's expression was calm, whether there were more or less people in the room, it couldn't affect his calm temperament.

……

Silver Hook Casino.

There are no wine pools and meat forests here, but there are the craziest souls in the world!

What kind of crazy method?

People in the gambling shop stare at the dice, dental cards, double sixes and other gambling tools, and they can go bankrupt in one day, selling their wives and children!

If that's not madness, what is madness?

There are still so many people in Yinhook Gambling Square today, and everyone's face is full of fanaticism, not as if they are here to gamble, but as if they are here to kill people!

It was such a fiery atmosphere that Yu Tianbao's eyes lit up the moment he walked in.

He likes to gamble, and he is a gambler. As the son of Yu Luocha, the leader of the Western Demon Cult, he will not gamble so much that he loses his family and sells his wife and children.

But also because of this, he bet more and more, especially after Yu Luocha went mad and died suddenly after practicing, the Raksha card left in the heir's hand became a gold medal that could mobilize the entire Western Demon Cult!

Now he is praised high when he goes out and inside. When his father was around, there were still experts who didn't bother to pay attention to him.But now that Yu Luocha is going, Yu Tianbao who owns this Raksha card is their immediate boss, who dares to ignore him?

I have to say that Yu Luocha's failure to adopt a child, if it wasn't for Yu Tianbao, not his parent and child, but a shield placed on the bright side, it would be absolutely useless to see his debauchery and gambling. playboy.

He didn't realize at all what role the Rakshasa card played on him.

When he was at the gaming table, his losing eyes were red, like any gambler who was in a hurry to lose, he threw out the Raksha cards with a flick of his hand, and the whole casino was silent.

This jade tablet is not big, with 72 heavenly demons and 26 earth demons engraved on the front.

In terms of age alone, it is no less than the Heshibi that the King of Qin did not hesitate to give away the sixteen prefectures of Yanyun in exchange for it.It is also a thousand-year-old ancient jade, but the value of this jade medal is not only in this, but in the added value that the holder is the leader of the Demon Cult!

Compared with the entire Western Demon Cult, even the priceless ancient jade is only reduced to a foil, just like He's Bi is no match for the King of Qin.

As soon as the jade card was handed out, there were gasps of varying degrees from almost 36 directions up and down in the gambling house. Even ordinary people were disturbed by the atmosphere and subconsciously backed away.

And at this time, the only person left became the particularly conspicuous one.

Yu Tianbao stared wide-eyed at the sloppy figure standing not far away, the lid of the gambling set had been lifted, and the three sides of the dice inside were all two, it was the leopard, kill it!

Among the gamblers at the whole table, only this person won the bet.

Just as Yu Tianbao wanted to repent, he saw that man stretched out a hand as white as jade, with slender knuckles and sharp edges and corners. It didn't look like the hand of someone who was dressed so sloppily, but it happened to be!

"You..." He couldn't help but want to snatch back the Rakshasa card that was thrown out, but that guy with only one good hand was faster than him!

To be correct, he is robbing, and the other party is picking.It is as easy and calm as picking a fruit.

"Who the hell are you!" Yu Tianbao shouted with his eyes wide open, he finally knew that the person in front of him was not an ordinary person!

Following his roar, a group of black-clothed guards descended from the sky, and there were several powerful figures in different suits among them.