[Lu Xiaofeng + Sword Three] Great battle!former love

This is Ye Gucheng's first New Year in Wanmei Villa. He feels that everything in the world is really unpredictable. He never imagined that he would become so close to Ximen Chuuxue. Maybe for two people like them, Now it can be called close.

When he closed his eyes from the top of the Forbidden City, he never thought that he would open his eyes, let alone that the first person he saw when he opened his eyes was Ximen Chuuxue.But thinking about it, it turned out to be a smooth and successful thing. Some people don't want him to die, and Wanmei Villa is also the most suitable place for him to recuperate. No one disturbs Wanmei Villa, and Ximen Chuuxue has superb medical skills.As for Ximen Chuuxue, in order to save herself, it was the most natural thing.

They are two people so similar, they are similar from the bottom of their bones, one is like frost and snow, like a cold wind mixed with flying snow, which makes people dare not confront them head-on, the other is like clouds and seas, like above the vast ocean The blue sky makes people fear how deep it is, how far it is, and how high it is.

They have been friends for a long time. There are many sword wielders in Jianghu, but not many are proficient in swordsmanship. They are the only ones who are devoted to swordsmanship and have similar moods.

However, Ye Gucheng found that when he woke up, he could no longer pick up the sword. Was it Ye Gucheng who couldn't hold the sword?

Just like when he heard that the eighteen islands in the South China Sea were completely wiped out and Baiyun City was bloodbathed, Ye Gucheng could not go back and live and die with the islanders he was responsible for, because the legendary white cloud The city lord had already died in the capital, on the ridge of the Forbidden City, and by the sword of Ximen Chuuxue.

Ye Gucheng woke up, but is that still Ye Gucheng?

Ye Gucheng woke up as soon as the sky was brightened. Even though it was Chinese New Year, Wanmei Villa didn't have any atmosphere of Chinese New Year. Perhaps it was because his master was devoted to kendo and was too indifferent to other things.

At this time, perhaps because Ye Gucheng died once, some things became clearer in his memory.

He put on his clothes and went out. Today is the first day of the new year, the streets are extremely deserted, and most of the shops are closed. Ye Gucheng traveled a lot before he found a family who was willing to send some firecrackers and some celebration things , and also gave him a New Year's card by the way.

Ye Gucheng often saw New Year's greeting stickers when he was in Baiyun City. Before the Chinese New Year, the doors outside the city lord's mansion were always filled with New Year's greeting stickers.

White Cloud City...

Ximen Chuuxue woke up amidst the sound of firecrackers. When he walked out the door, he saw Ye Gucheng standing in the yard in white clothes. His expression was the same as before, with his personal indifference. After coming, the fear that cannot be dispelled.It was only at this time that Ximen Chuuxue noticed the changes in the courtyard. Spring Festival couplets and door gods were pasted on the door, and even lanterns were hung up.

Generally speaking, Ye Gucheng should be extremely unsuitable for this kind of festive and lively color, but Ximen Chuuxue found it wrong. Ye Gucheng stood there, printed with the red color of the lantern, and Ximen Chuuxue seemed to be able to see through this light. Ye Gucheng.

Mr. Pian Pianjia, one of the dignitaries of three generations, five generations and three queens, looked at the lantern on this annual celebration day, and the red light of the lantern hit his face.

Ximen Chuuxue came out naturally, as if facing an extremely close family member: "Let's go to eat."

Today's food is also particularly New Year's flavor, glutinous rice balls with various fillings, eggs beaten in the soup like ingots, Ximen Chuuxue took a look at Ye Gucheng, and ate it without changing his expression.

Ye Gucheng didn't say anything either.

Usually in the morning, Ximen Chuuxue went to practice swords, and Ye Gucheng did something casually, but today Ye Gucheng didn't want to be alone.He followed Ximen Chuixue to the sword practice field of Wanmei Villa. Although Ximen Chuuxue didn't like others to watch him practice swords, Ye Gucheng was an accident. He believed that Ye Gucheng would pick up the sword. He believed it more than anyone else.

Ximen Chuuxue's swordsmanship went a step further after the last duel at the Forbidden Summit. If Ye Gucheng was [-]% sure to win Ximen Chuuxue in the duel, but now it is less than [-]% sure.As Ximen Chuuxue said, his whole life was only true to the sword.

There are many kinds of swords in the sword practice field, ranging from soft swords to heavy swords, but Ximen Chuuxue didn't take any of them. The temperament around him has changed. Gucheng truly felt its existence—it was sword energy.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't have a sword in his hand, he just moved his body and eyes, but the sword intent followed his thoughts to where he wanted to go.

This is the sword, the gentleman among soldiers.

Ye Gucheng has been fascinated by such a sword. Such a powerful and beautiful power, such a sincere and focused sword intent, is the same as him but different.

They all pay attention to sincerity, but the objects are different. Ximen Chuixue is sincere to a sword, he is like a sword, his whole body is like a sword, and there is no dead point. He suppresses Baiyun City, and he also suppresses the task of restoring the country, so he has blind spots and weaknesses.

Ye Gucheng still remembers the first time he saw a sword. Its whole body has no curves, and it emits a direct and bright light in the sun, just like Ximen Chuuxue who practiced sword.

Ye Gucheng was thinking, and couldn't help but want to touch so many swords on the weapon rack, but his hands were shaking a little.

Ye Gucheng, for whom do you have something to do now, hold your sword?

He is no longer a powerful son who bears the mission of his family, nor is he the lord of Baiyun City who bears the vengeance of ruining his family and ruining the country. Who is Ye Gucheng wielding his sword for now?

However, Ximen Chuuxue seemed to give him another answer.

——"Why did my son choose a sword?"

——"The sword, the ancient sacred product, is the most noble and revered by humans and gods."

——"My son, what is your swordsmanship?"

——"For a gentleman, look at the sages and sages, and know what you gain and lose. The sword you get for the benevolent, and the sword you get for a gentleman, like carrying a hundred burdens, I am willing."

Ye Gucheng is already holding a sword in his hand, his hand is no longer trembling, it seems that there is something suddenly enlightened, the white clouds are flying higher and higher with the wind, and today the sword in his hand looks more elegant and elusive , during which the brilliance is already irresistible.

Ye Gucheng stopped, Ximen Chuuxue also stopped a long time ago, he looked at him not far away, his expression was the same as before, like an unshakable ice peak, but at this moment, he seemed so reliable: "I know you can do it. "

From now on.

One blade alone, thousands of miles of snow.

Ten thousand points of plums and double flying swords. . .