starry night orchid

Sikong Zhaixing was planning to turn to another place where people died to see what happened, but he slowed down when he passed by a place where many Jianghu people obviously gathered, and finally ordered a bowl of bean juice at a roadside stall. He sat down at a table and chair randomly placed by the roadside and drank.

Ye Gucheng was injured by people from the Tang Sect. No one knows how they clashed, but the honest monk said that although Ye Gucheng hit the other party with a move of Flying Immortal, he himself was also hit by the poisonous sand of the Tang Sect.No one in the world can decipher the hidden poison weapon of the Tang Sect in the middle of Sichuan. Although Ye Gucheng may still have the strength to fight Ximen Chuuxue, everyone thinks that he is already waiting to die.

Those Jianghu people were all talking about this matter with undiminished interest, and even mentioned that members of the Tang Sect had also come to the capital to avenge their disciples.He obviously hurt people first, but he said he wanted revenge, Sikong Zaixing couldn't help shaking his head when he heard that, fortunately he has stayed away from such people in such a world.

Sikong Zhaixing had heard enough of those people's flattery and speculation, and was about to leave, but he heard new news, which surprised him very much.

I heard that Ye Gucheng has already arrived in the capital, and he looks normal.

As soon as this matter came out, everyone was in an uproar.The honest monk will not lie, but it is meaningless if someone fabricates rumors about Ye Gucheng. The decisive battle is imminent, and everyone will see Ye Gucheng. Seeing is believing then, who will listen to such nonsense.

Sikong Zhaixing frowned, then left.For this kind of news, he'd better find someone to confirm it.

The person Sikong Zhaixing was looking for was nicknamed Gan'er Zhao, and he was the manager of all the beggars on the ground in the capital. This kind of person was very powerful in the market.You can never go wrong if you ask him about the news on the ground in the capital. No matter how undercurrent the situation in the capital is, the beggars under him can get some news if they go out together. So he occasionally does some news business, but because he It is Li Yanbei's men in the north of the city, but he is still cautious and dare not do too much business.

However, just to confirm whether a person, and a well-known person like Ye Gucheng, has arrived in the capital is an easy task for Gan'er Zhao, and it is definitely not a big deal, and he will not refuse if he thinks about it.

As Sikong Zhaixing expected, Zhao not only did not reject the news, but also told his buyer something extra: there might be a good show in Chunhua Building.

"Could it be that Ye Gucheng is there?" Sikong Zhaixing, who was dressed as a middle-aged man, rubbed his chin and thought.

"It's almost the same, but I can't tell right now." Gan'er Zhao paused, and then said, "There is one more thing, for the sake of you being a regular customer, I can also tell you. There is another person." Although every time he saw this guest, he always had a different appearance, but his son Zhao always understood the truth of the three caves of the cunning rabbit, and the communication methods of each guest were never the same. The temper of a guest.

"In the past month, when did the number of people coming to the capital decrease?" Sikong Zhaixing didn't care at first, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was wrong, because Gan'er Zhao never said nonsense, "Who is it?"

"Lu Xiaofeng, Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows, he arrived in the capital early this morning."

"It seems that this matter is really getting more and more chaotic." Sikong Zhaixing didn't say any more useless words, the money and goods were settled, and then the two parted ways.

Sikong Zhaixing didn't go to Chunhua Tower, because he felt that Lu Xiaofeng would definitely go, and there would be troubles wherever Lu Xiaofeng was present. Since there would be troubles, Sikong Zhaixing felt that he would always know what happened in Chunhua Tower. There is no need to see it with your own eyes.

Sikong Zhaixing heard what happened in Chunhua Building in a small restaurant in the adjacent street.At that time, Sikong Zhaixing still tasted the small dishes on the table with gusto, but because of the news he heard, he couldn't help but put down his chopsticks and looked out. He knew that it was impossible to see him, but he couldn't help but want to see that sloppy person. What does the world swordsman look like.

There were indeed people coming and going on the street, but that cold and proud swordsman was nowhere to be seen.Sikong Zhaixing frowned slightly when he looked back, he paused for a while before loosening his brows, and picked up the chopsticks again.

Those who claimed to have come out of Chunhua Tower only discussed Ye Gucheng's world-shattering sword, exaggerated or flattered, and those few words that mocked Tang Sect disciples' life and death, but Sikong Zaixing only understood a little bit, They didn't see Ye Gucheng's sword light from the outer flying fairy or the Tangmen's poisonous sand with their own eyes. Quite, or maybe, the real spectators in the Chunhua Building have been so shocked that they lost their words, so it is unknown that only these boastful people are here to spread the word.

Sikong Zaixing took a sip of his tea before continuing to move his chopsticks.Gan'er Zhao said that Lu Xiaofeng came to the capital, but those people didn't mention him much in their conversations. It seems that Lu Xiaofeng's existence has been covered by Ye Gucheng's sword shadow, but I don't know why people like Lu Xiaofeng came to this place Very lively.

Sikong Zhaixing ate while thinking, and finally decided not to greet Lu Xiaofeng, the current situation, it is better to wait and see how things change.

The world's unparalleled swordsmanship has appeared, and the world's unparalleled Ye Gucheng has arrived in the capital, but Ximen Chuuxue is still missing.

In this way, the possibility of Ye Gucheng's victory seems to be greater. The people who died the night before seemed to have died in vain, because the people who killed their opponents in the game the night before had already begun to regret it. After all, the dead cannot pay money. They are alive, winning is also empty talk.

After filling his stomach, Sikong Zhaixing wiped his mouth and walked out of the restaurant.He no longer wants to inquire about the news of those people who died inexplicably, even if those people have some distant relationship with the people in his shop, now that Ye Gucheng has arrived in the capital, more people's attention may be on him and the people in his shop. Ximen Chuuxue, who has not yet appeared, will not be involved in the attention of these characters in her small drugstore, and it seems that it can still be preserved.

Sikong Zhaixing stretched his body and felt a rare relief in the past few days. What Rongrong said was right, he cared more, so he would be so relieved when he knew that his pharmacy would be safe.But to him, the most important thing is always Rongrong.With light footsteps, he walked towards Hefangzhai again. It was rare that he had some free time, so it was better to go home and accompany Rongrong.

Sikong Zhaixing was finally able to spend most of the day at home with Rongrong as he had imagined.Unexpectedly, September [-]th was still a day for killing people. A dead man ran onto the street on a white horse, frightening many people. The dead man was carrying a sword, which was obviously the same as many people in the capital now. People in the rivers and lakes.Even if it had nothing to do with it, when Liu and his son mentioned this matter when they returned home, they obviously still had lingering fears.

"White horses are not available to everyone." Facing Rongrong's questioning eyes, Sikong Zaixing with a dignified expression just told her such a sentence in a soft voice.

Rongrong was stunned for a moment, and when she woke up, her complexion was a little bad.The people who are most qualified to ride a white horse are the people in the Forbidden City. Originally, there was an indistinguishable boundary between the rivers and lakes and the imperial court, but they barely maintained the appearance of peace and harmony. Now the affairs of the rivers and lakes involved the imperial court, and the consequences would be disastrous.

"What will happen?" Rongrong shook hands with Sikong Zhaixing, feeling a little uneasy.

"I don't know." Sikong Zaixing told the truth, feeling Rongrong's hand clenched tightly, he added another sentence, "Don't worry, it won't hinder us no matter what." At worst, he walked away, although he was selfish , but none of them wanted to lose their lives in this mess.

Rongrong understood what he meant, and she nodded lightly after a long time.

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