honey with flowers

【Long Pei】

When Sikong Zhaixing arrived in the capital, it was already five days later in the morning.

He is also known as the king of thieves in the Jianghu. Apart from stealing and betting with Lu Xiaofeng, he has not found any other interesting things. Stealing is his main business, and betting with Lu Xiaofeng is his entertainment outside the profession. Feeling monotonous—he is also different from other thieves when he steals, and he would never steal unless someone is willing to pay a lot of money for his first thing.

However, there are not many people who can afford to ask Sikong Zhaixing to steal things, and not often.

So many times he has no customers. For example, this time, he stole the little girl's jade pendant at the Menghe Lantern Festival. In fact, he took things that seemed more expensive at will, and kept them in his hand. After playing for a few days, you may return it, except for the money, of course.

It's just that he didn't know that he was very unlucky. Ever since he stole the jade pendant of the little girl in white, he has been unlucky.

First, while walking, I ran into Niu Butou, the opponent of the six doors. He has a better understanding of abilities than himself, whether it is his superb disguise technique or the stealthy stunt ghost finger shadowless hand that he relies on for a living, he can be seen by Niu Butou.

If it weren't for the fact that his lightness kung fu is considered very good, he would have been arrested by Niu Butou three years ago.

Sikong Zhaixing couldn't help heaving a long sigh, almost scratching his hair - the person who knows you best will always be your enemy.

The two chased each other for dozens of miles in the dense forest. The battle of wits in the jungle was a test of IQ. Therefore, when Sikong Zhaixing first entered the capital, he was in a bad mood. There are also dead branches and rotten leaves mixed with soil, almost like beggars.

Sikong Zhaixing sighed, shook his head, thinking of the little girl's lost look and forced smile at the lantern festival, he felt a little uncomfortable - he is now practicing light kung fu all the way from the south to the capital, and Niu Tuotou is still there Targeted carpet search, I am afraid that the jade pendant stolen in his hand will not be returned.

"Boss, here are two plates of cooked beef and a pot of warm wine." Among Lu Xiaofeng's friends, Huamanlou must be the most exquisite food out, and Ximen Chuuxue must be the most monotonous, but when these two eat, The movements must be very elegant - from this point of view, only Sikong Zhaixing and Lu Xiaofeng belong to the same category.

The boss responded, and yelled at the back—after a while, two large plates of cooked beef were placed on the table, and a pot of fine wine smelled rich.

Sikong Zhaixing sniffed it comfortably, raised his hand high, and poured a mouthful along the spout of the pot.

……

The sun is rising, the sky is bright and the air is clear.

A few very shallow wooden sounds sounded, the stairs in the store are made of wood, and as long as someone steps on them, they will creak, even if an expert like Lu Xiaofeng is here, it is inevitable that they will inevitably make noise when walking, but it seems that there is clearly something Many people, only the sound of the stairs but no footsteps, is a little abnormal. I don't know where are the many masters? —— Sikong Zhaixing looked up unintentionally, and saw a group of five people walking down the stairs in an orderly manner. The last person could only vaguely see a pair of snow-colored boots. Extremely refined, at first glance you can tell that it is extremely extraordinary.

The stairs were neither wide nor narrow, and the first four descended were handsome-looking women, dressed in white as snow, with no expressions on their faces, so cold that they did not look like a living person, but when the last person showed his figure, Sikong Zhaixing just looked at it One glance is followed by surprise—there are many women who like to wear white clothes, and there are also many men who like to wear white clothes, but in Jianghu, the white clothes with strong martial arts and a long and narrow black scabbard sword wrapped around their waists are like snow. There are not many men.

One is Ximen Chuuxue of Wanmei Villa, and the other is Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City.

These two people are the most famous swordsmen in the world. When someone mentions Ximen Chuuxue, they will definitely mention Ye Gucheng. But their strength and style are too similar.

At this time, even Sikong Zhaixing had to admit that Ye Gucheng's fierce sword aura was comparable to that of Ximen Chuuxue he had seen before.

——How could Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, suddenly appear in the capital?

But Sikong Zhaixing himself is not a nosy person, what Ye Gucheng wants to do really has nothing to do with him——Pushing away the empty plate in front of him, Sikong Zhaixing casually touched his sleeve, was suddenly startled, and reached out to pick it up again. After entering it, the inside of the sleeves was dry and light, and it was a real 'clean breeze on both sleeves'——Sikong Zhaixing's expression changed, and he remembered that he had been hit by the head of his sleeves when he was fleeing in the forest before, and he presumably was there. That's when the purse is gone.

Waiting by the side with a smile, the owner of the store saw that he hadn't taken out his wallet after taking it out for a long time. Needless to say, he immediately understood everything. Is the officer ready to eat?"

Keep silent.

The boss glanced at him, and said loudly on purpose: "Guest officer...doesn't bring any money?"

Sikong Zhaixing rubbed his nose awkwardly, feeling very embarrassed, he could steal the money from the shop owner, but Ye Gucheng and others are next to his table, I'm afraid they will be discovered before he can do it—— Can a thief whose entire committing process is watched by others still be called the king of thieves?No, he can't afford to lose this person.

Sikong Jiexing's heart moved, and he fished out a jade pendant from the other sleeve - the jade pendant carved in the shape of a dragon was clearer than looking at it at night. Although the shop owner only opened an inn, The real eyesight is still a little bit, the moment the jade pendant appeared, his eyeballs were all round!

Boss: "Oh, what a shame..."

"You're thinking too much, put the jade pendant on you first, and then I'll exchange it when I go back and get the silver. All the people present are witnesses." Sikong Zhaixing thought for a while, and felt a little bit reluctant, "Forget it, I still……"

"Wait." Someone in the inn yelled, it was one of the women in white clothes, a pair of cold eyes had already fixed on Sikong Jiexing - a man dressed like a beggar suddenly took out a valuable treasure, this It is a questionable thing in itself, but that's not what the woman wanted to say. Her eyes fell on the jade pendant in Sikong Zhaixing's hand, and she turned around in surprise, "Isn't this... the master's jade pendant?"

The teacup in his hand paused slightly, and the man in white looked over with a pair of eyes that were not very dark—his eyes were not dark, but very bright. Unlike the four cold maids, his expression was alienated and indifferent—like this People are born without blood, because no one can stay in his eyes.

Sikong Zhaixing only felt his palms burn.

Because Ye Gucheng's gaze was always on his hand, for some reason, he only felt that gaze had suddenly changed from indifference to profoundness, surprise and fleeting surprise, but soon Ye Gucheng returned to his original indifference and coldness. Demeanor - because that gaze has turned from Yupei to him.

"Where is she?"

Sikong Zhaixing: "What?"

"The owner of the jade pendant—should be a girl." Ye Gucheng seemed to seldom speak, because before he often only needed to say a word or two, the people around him would understand what he meant, and this was the first time he talked with a stranger Talking so much—so even the four maids in white clothes beside him couldn't help being surprised.

Ye Gucheng paused, as if he was thinking about something seriously, and said softly for a while: "A girl who is about...17 years old." Before he finished speaking, Ye Gucheng stood up and repeated lightly: "Where is she? "

"How do you know she's a girl?" Sikong Zhaixing's face turned dark, he couldn't believe how unlucky he was, and finally couldn't help asking: "The owner of this jade pendant—who are you to her?"

Ye Gucheng's eyes revealed a look of reminiscence, but soon he didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly frowned tightly.His lips moved, but in the end he didn't say anything, just looked at him coldly: "Who am I to her, what does it have to do with you?——But I didn't know that the king who stole the king actually went to steal it." Something for a little girl."

Ye Gucheng's sword was out of its sheath.

This is a long sword with a black scabbard the color of ebony. The blade is narrow and long, and its shape is extremely strange. As if wanting to vent his anger for the owner of the jade pendant, the Baiyun City Lord, who had always been so indifferent that he would never get angry, actually used the fiercest move in his sword technique, and the invisible sword energy overwhelmed everyone around him.

Sikong Zhaixing knew at a glance that he would never be able to dodge this sword - no matter how brilliant his lightness kung fu was, he could not dodge a more brilliant sword. This is a very common truth.Sikong Zhaixing smiled wryly, and the stolen things were taken out by other people's family - the white-clothed maid said that Ye Gucheng also had the same jade pendant on his body. Brother, but as a relative, I don't know where she is.

There was a scraping sound in mid-air.

Sikong Zhaixing's ghostly figure stopped suddenly, and when he landed, he took two steps back abruptly. There were long cuts on his arms. The wounds were not deep, but blood flowed out.

The two phantoms separated each other like phantoms, and a crystal bright color in the center of the two seemed to be thrown high and then fell from the height. Just when everyone was dazzled, Sikong Zhaixing's outstretched palm was empty, and Ye Gucheng There was already a piece of jade pendant in his hand—he hooked the red rope with his palm upright, and the light from the window passed through the dragon pendant, casting fragmented shadows on the ground.

Ye Gucheng raised his brows slightly, and the expression of joy in his eyes became more intense—he hesitated for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand to hold the jade pendant tightly in his palm, "Say."

Being able to escape from Ye Gucheng's angry sword, losing is not shameful, Sikong Zaixing shook his head and sighed: "She is in the south of the Yangtze River, the Menghe Lantern Festival."

"Jiangnan..."

Ye Gucheng's frowning eyebrows gradually relaxed, and a very faint smile seemed to appear on his cold face. He put the long sword back around his waist, waved off his sleeve robe, turned and walked out, "Thank you."

The author has something to say:——

Although the relationship between the characters is very fantasy, I believe that everyone has a strong ability to accept it!