My golden finger is delicious [Quick Transmigration]

The atmosphere between the two Ye Gucheng was tense.

To be precise, the nervous one is the counterfeit one.

He replaces Ye Gucheng to fight Ximen Chuuxue.

Ben was risking his life.

Whether or not it is seen through that he is a fake.

Ximen Chuuxue would have killed him with a single blow.

Just because he puts life and death aside, it doesn't mean he is willing to see a traitor appear at the beginning of the mission! !

And this traitor can also kill him in seconds with a sword.

Under the dilemma.

Seeing that the people below are eager to come up and ask for clarification.

What else can he do but fight it out?

"Why are you here?"

One sentence instantly identified him as a counterfeit.

But Ye Gucheng seems to be innocent.

"This is my duel."

The counterfeit almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, damn it, do you still remember that you are a rebel, a rebel.

Ye Gucheng stood on the roof calmly, not caring that there was a counterfeit in front of him.

Only ask about the things he cares about the most: "Where is Ximen Chuuxue?"

The people below nodded in unison, yes, yes, Ximen Chuuxue.

"Without Ximen Chuuxue, Lu Xiaofeng would be fine."

"That's right, what's going on."

"Oh? Isn't that Tang Tianzong from the Tang family?"

Another one went up on the roof.

Tang Tianzong asked angrily, which Ye Gucheng killed his two older brothers.

He is not stupid, there is obviously a conspiracy in this matter.The two Ye Gucheng obviously knew each other.Know each other's details.

But even the big conspiracy has nothing to do with him.

He just wanted to ask, which Ye Gucheng killed his brother.

"It's not easy."

There is one more person on the overwhelmed roof of the Forbidden City.

Gong Jiu didn't talk nonsense for a second, and flew forward with a sword, piercing through the fake Ye Gucheng.

The counterfeit looked at the sword on his chest in disbelief, and even more so at the boy who was at most eleven or twelve years old in front of him.

The young man smiled sinisterly: "Dare to bully my brother! This is the only ending for you."

These are the last words the counterfeit heard.

In the next second, his body was kicked down by Gong Jiu.

What Gong Jiu saw when she turned her head was Ye Gucheng's admiring eyes, and Tang Tianzong who was at a loss.

"Since City Lord Ye appeared here, the one who killed the brothers of the Tang family must have nothing to do with City Lord Ye."

A person who let go of the leader at the last moment must have laid the groundwork for his previous rebellion.

Otherwise, it is not conducive to the "commutation" of liquidation afterwards.

Seeing that Tang Tianzong still didn't understand, Gong Jiu waved his hand impatiently. "Go down, when Lu Xiaofeng comes, you ask him. Don't interfere with the contest now. Ximen Chuuxue will be here soon."

"You should call him Master." City Master Ye suddenly corrected.

"...Slips of the tongue, I used to make mistakes when I was in Wanmei Villa, but Master doesn't seem to care much about it."

Gong Jiu shrugged indifferently, he is not a person who cares about common etiquette, and obviously Ximen Chuuxue is not either.

As soon as the words fell, Ximen Chuixue came.

His arrival seemed to open a new chapter.

The weirdness and conspiracy just now are not important anymore.

There are only this pair of swordsmen left in the whole world.

All the focus is on this pair of figures in white clothes holding swords.

Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou also rushed over.

The two immediately distributed the life-saving medicine to Gong Jiu.

"When the two of them decide the winner, it will definitely be a sword wound. At that time, one will be taken internally and the other will be applied externally, both ways."

He and Huamanlou both have the pill.

The reason why it was distributed to Gong Jiu was purely just in case.

What if the place where they fell to the ground is the best distance from Gongjiu?

For things like saving lives, a second in advance is good.

"Does it work?" Yao Gongjiu also knew about it.

The two duelers pinned their lives on the sword, even though they died without regret.He is extremely devout, and he is absolutely not allowed to leave anything behind.

They are determined to save lives.

He could only sneak around to make medicine behind Ximen Chuuxue's back.

"It works. This is the finished product with the best proportions. I have tried it on both animals and prisoners. The prerequisite must be alive."

This medicine is formulated from Deer Live Grass and Snake Grass.

Unreasonable in medicine, they treated the herbal medicine casually at the beginning, not only ineffective, but poisonous.

If it wasn't for Wu Ding's unknown origin and unclear explanation, they wouldn't have to work so hard, just find a doctor.

After Huamanlou tried to cultivate and failed, he thought of the endless questioning and demanding follow-up.

They really can only do it by themselves, even the emperor has to hide it.

above the eaves.

Ye Gucheng's heart is very quiet, he doesn't need Lu Xiaofeng to explain why the plot failed.

Because he wasn't involved at all.

Ximen Chuuxue's heart is also very quiet, he doesn't need to let go of anything in pain, since there is nothing in his heart.

The momentum of the two swordsmen was gradually rising, Lu Xiaofeng found the best angle, awkwardly held the phone, and started to record the video.

"Isn't this the inseparable treasure of Wu Tianshi?"

"He asked me to record it for him. As long as the recording is good, he will find me monkey wine."

"Why doesn't he come by himself?"

"Who knows, but Gong Jiu, your imperial brother is here, why don't you go down and watch?"

At the last moment, the emperor decided to watch the excitement.

Anyway, I can't sleep tonight, anyway, the villain behind the scenes is too disappointing, why not watch a duel.

Although I can't understand it, but when I chat with people another day, I will have more talk.

Without saying a word, Gong Jiu went to guard beside his cousin.

At this time, the two above also reached an agreement that if one of them died, the other would inherit the sword.

The next second, they moved.

Even people who don't know martial arts are fascinated by this world-shattering battle.

It is difficult to describe clearly in words.

What is the light of the sun, the moon and the stars are all gathered on the two swords.

One is the wind beyond the white clouds

One is the snow from Lingfeng.

Outsiders can only see momentum and beauty, but Lu Xiaofeng and the others can see that there are more than 20 changes in just a split second.

"not good!"

The last sword.

The distance is very close, the speed is very fast, and neither side can avoid it.

With Lu Xiaofeng's eyesight, he could naturally see that their swords were bound to penetrate each other's vital points in each other's chests.

Lu Xiaofeng, Hua Manlou, and Gong Jiuqi rushed over with their lightness kung fu.

Sure enough, one second before they set foot on the field of duel.

The swords of the two swordsmen pierced through their opponents.

Acupuncture, hemostasis, infusion of internal force to protect the heart.

The pills were directly inserted into their mouths.

Clothes were torn, swords were drawn, and pills were applied to the wounds again.

When the duel is over, the swordsman is no longer a swordsman.

"Doctor" is the authority.

The two peerless masters were just at the mercy of others, and then they were taken away directly.

The emperor was in a good mood and opened up an unused side hall for them to recuperate.

Other bystanders: So, who actually wins? !Give me a quasi-letter! !

They have all placed their bets, so it doesn't necessarily mean that the dealer will kill them all.

This can't be done!

Find someone to ask clearly.

Even the emperor heard the noise.

Emperor: "Wei Ziyun."

Wei Ziyun: "The minister is here."

Emperor: "Announce to the public that Ximen Chuuxue won."

Everyone: ? ? ? ?

Emperor: "Just judging from the injury, Ximen Chuuxue's injury is lighter."

The winner chosen by the emperor is very simple. After all, Ye Gucheng has a relationship with King Nanping, and Ximen Chuuxue is Xiaojiu's master. Who will he choose if he doesn't choose from his family?

Wei Ziyun: "Your Majesty, if they don't believe..."

Emperor: "You then said that, except for those who came in with 50 taels and the heads of the major sects, everyone else paid back taels of silver. You know, Lu Xiaofeng didn't send out a single ribbon."

Wei Ziyun: "..."

The emperor: "In this way, they will all believe it. Hurry up and get rid of everyone. In half an hour, the courtiers will come and wait. Don't delay the morning court."

The emperor's ticket replenishment strategy had a very good clearing effect.

By the way, the hand-picked results were passed on, giving the game a result.

And those who are qualified to watch the game did not neglect.

They got a VIP post-watching experience, and all of them were taken to a small courtyard.All questions, Lu Xiaofeng will come to explain later.

So where is Wu Ding?

Are you willing to miss such a prosperous duel?

He is in Nanping Palace.

Relying on sorcery, he hides behind King Nanping openly and aboveboard.

Nanping Wang kept standing up, sitting down and standing up again.

His eyes were fixed on Leu Ke, and when the time came.

Immediately ran to a garden, knelt there to burn incense, and began to mutter.

If you listen carefully, there is only one simple noun called by King Nanping: "Qing Ji"

Based on Emperor Qinghe's year name, at first Wu Ding thought it was a curse against Emperor Qinghe.

Then it suddenly occurred to him that Qingji was a kind of little monster.

It is a small water monster, similar in appearance to a human, a few inches long, likes to wear yellow clothes and a yellow hat, and rides a yellow canopy carriage, galloping fast, traveling thousands of miles a day.

As long as you call his name, you can send messages back and forth within a day and thousands of miles away.

But now what King Nanping needs is a message within the capital, and the little guy arrives almost instantly.

Of course the water demon can't speak.

But he took out a scroll that was quite big for him from the pony cart and handed it to King Nanping.

When King Nanping saw it, his face turned pale immediately, and he slumped on the ground.

Then he gritted his teeth, stood up and ran into the house.

The offended little monster jumped and screamed in dissatisfaction.

Nanping Wang can't control so much now.

He didn't care about the collapse of his great career, and he didn't care that his son was in danger.

He was going to run away now, immediately.

Nanping Wang ran to the bedroom, jumped directly on the bed, and found a small clay sculpture hidden in the dark compartment at the head of the bed.

His hands and feet were trembling and he wanted to fall, but he suddenly remembered something.

Immediately took the key and opened a box, took out a large pile of banknotes and stuffed them into his pocket.

After the game was bulging, it was only when he gritted his teeth and was about to fall again.

A strange voice sounded in the supposedly empty room.

"If I were you, I wouldn't fall."

"Who!"

Nanping Wang suddenly turned his head.

But there is a young man with strange hair and handsome appearance behind him.

"Conspiracy and rebellion are at best scars the size of a bowl. If you plead for mercy, you may have a whole body. Since you are a member of the royal family, it is impossible to punish the nine clans. You will die. If you drop it."

Wu Ding pointed to the small clay sculpture in King Nanping's hand.

"No one in the entire Nanping palace can escape. The way of death will be quite terrifying."

Wu Ding carefully described what the King of Nanping will encounter.

"Your life force will be pulled out bit by bit, and you will be in extreme pain, watching your flesh and blood, internal organs, being stripped. Then your bones, your flesh, and your soul. Until You turned into a pile of dry powder." Wu Ding's voice was very soft, and his tone was very gentle.

But this is a very light, soft and simple description.

Cooperating with Wu Ding's gesture.

Wang Shengsheng of Nanping created vivid pictures in his brain.

He even began to feel the pain of his limbs being pulled away.

"You! You are talking nonsense."

"Then just throw it away and watch it." Wu Ding looked at King Nanping unscrupulously, and arranged his new cassock leisurely.

The new cassock made by this quail bird is no longer pure white.

But red stripes on a white background.

Some clever geometric red patterns (again, no bigwigs implied), simple combination stitching.

Not only does it show Wu Ding's figure even more, but it also brings out a sense of mystery, contrary to the previous pure white nobility and flawlessness.

If the previous vestment gave you a feeling of being imbued with pure life force.

This set of cassocks makes you feel that Wu Ding has an orderly inheritance, an extraordinary origin, and an unpredictable life experience.

Quail Bird once again rectified his name, and he deserved to be the number one costume designer in ancient times.

Now Wu Ding appeared in front of King Nanping with the image of such a mysterious expert, and an indifferent smile defeated King Nanping's psychological defense.

"You never thought about why that person wanted to help you? Just relying on your flawed conspiracy? With the little gold, silver and jewels you promised afterwards?"

Wu Ding tried his best to write all the ridicule on his face.

"If he wants you to succeed in your career, then he should help you as much as possible, otherwise how much will he get in return afterwards?"

"But first, he didn't remind you to pay special attention to my existence, second, he didn't remind you of the possibility of the emperor's insight into the conspiracy, and third...even when I was testing you and throwing spells on you, he didn't seem to remind you to be careful ah."

No matter what the person behind the scenes thinks or does.

Put this pot on first.

"You nonsense! You! You just want to prevent me from escaping!" King Nanping stuttered.

"..." As expected of one of the most mentally retarded villains, in other words, if I want to stop you from escaping, do I need to beep for so long?

"I am a man of Taoism, I don't touch the imperial power, and we respect the one in the Forbidden City, and try not to get involved in karma. But what about you... a clan that has been removed from the imperial family. That is really a great tonic. Just sell you some small favors, and you will obediently sacrifice the life of the entire manor on your own. It is really a good deal. The face is really ugly, and you are also uneasy, aren't you? A curse puppet cultivated with your blood essence can have The ability to let you escape?"

King Nanping trembled immediately.

Wu Ding obviously did not intend to let him go.

"You who have been drained of all your vitality will disperse as soon as the wind blows. When outsiders come to investigate, it is nothing more than a Nanping palace fleeing overnight. Who cares...how did the rebellious officials and thieves die? Maybe, what the other party needs It is the fate of a person like you who has been appointed heinous by the imperial power."

"Master, save me~" King Nanping began to cry with tears and snot in his nose.

"I'm not here to save you, but it's not that I can't tell you a few words... It's more reliable to run with your own legs."

King Nanping suddenly realized.

Immediately kowtowed to Wu Ding a few times, took some food, touched the bank note on his chest, carefully put the clay sculpture in place, and left in a hurry.

Wu Ding went to the place where Nanping Wang Zhaoqingji was just now.

Finding the right place to mobilize his spiritual power, he stomped down with precision.

The scarlet formation immediately covered the ground.

gradually spread.

The entire ground of the palace is covered with such mysterious and incomprehensible red lines and characters.

Wu Ding listened to the commotion in Nanping Palace.

He leisurely tidied up his cassock.

Holding his ten thousand year mahogany sword in his hand, he began to dance.

The Dance of Witches.

He was praying, praying for heaven's pleasure, praying for the blessing of fate.

As soon as the dance was over, Wu Ding's surroundings were dotted with stars.

Like a bright moon, he stepped out under the stars and led the stars floating around to form a formation belonging to Wu Ding.

The small silver-white formation is not as huge as the scarlet formation on the ground.

But the power revealed made the formation on the ground very afraid.

Wu Ding could already feel the "commotion" of the red formation under his feet, and the smell of blood began to become stronger.

"Don't struggle, my dance is not for nothing, and... the same mistake, I won't make it a second time."

【Lightning Array】

Wu Ding's sword pointed upwards.

Countless sky thunders appeared out of thin air.

He slashed at the entire Nanping Palace mercilessly.

Except for people, thunder will strike everything this day.

The ground, rockery, trees, and houses are being destroyed mercilessly.

And the most important thing to destroy is the scarlet formation on the ground.

Amidst the clamor of thunder, Wu Ding seemed to be able to hear the wailing from the scarlet formation.

It was as if he could feel the anger coming from thousands of miles away.

"I hope you enjoy this gift."

at the same time.

The King of Nanping who is sneaking away.

There was only a golden flash in the corner of his eye, and he passed out.

Ben Xiao withdrew his raised hoof.

Hidden strength and name.

The author has something to say: you may not believe it.

I finished writing it, and even asked my friend to correct the typo.

everything's ready……

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