[Comprehensive martial arts] Jin Yiwei

Nan Wang's heart almost collapsed.

He suddenly realized that what was scary was not Tang Yiye's mental attack, nor Wu Hui's insidious schemes, but what was scary was that they were always noisy and chattering in Nan Wang's ear, which made him unable to stop.

These two are people who will never give up until they achieve their goals, but they still hold the most important handle in their hands——

Prince of the South.

It is impossible for the emperor to tolerate the existence of a Nan Wang's son who is similar to himself but has a rebellious heart in the Central Plains, and all the weight in Nan Wang's hands may only be exchanged for the son's survival.

This was originally an unequal deal, but it began on the day Nanwang made up his mind to rebel——

The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. This is the whole ending.

Nan Wang closed his eyes, stretched out his hand, and held a small key in his palm.

"What is this?" Wu Hui asked.

Tang Yiye found that his Wu Hui was really reliable in this kind of thing. If it was him, he might look forward to the treasure with bright eyes at this time, but Wu Hui was always calm. Nanwang couldn't get up anymore, he could only say in a normal manner: "It's all the wealth of the palace."

Wu Hui raised his eyebrows: "Forgive me...My lord, once you are imprisoned, the wealth of the palace will be confiscated."

Nan Wang shook his head and said, "If I hadn't said these things, you would definitely not be able to find them."

This is the capital of Nan Wang's son's revival, but now, when his life is at stake, Nan Wang dare not gamble.

He can only bet everything on himself, everything he has accumulated over the years, in exchange for a simple life for his son.

"Where is it?" Wu Hui asked again.

Nan Wang thought for a while: "Under the ninth tree on the east side of the palace."

Kowloon Kowloon.

That was all the prayers of the former Nan Wang.

But now everything has become a laughing stock, and the bottom line for exchange while surviving.

Wu Hui didn't say anything more, nodded and asked, "Is that all?"

Nan Wang almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

only these?

only these!

What else do you want?

These treasures can almost cover one-third of the national treasury, Wu Hui, how dare you think it's too little?

Nan Wang didn't quite know what expression he had now, but it was quite ferocious anyway.

"These are not enough to save the life of Prince Nan." Wu Hui frowned, fiddled with the key he just got: "Don't you think you still owe us an explanation?"

Nan Wang felt very tired.

He could only look lazily at Wu Hui and ask, "What's the explanation?"

"It's about Yiye." Wu Hui said.

Nan Wang sat forward, feeling even more tired: "This king doesn't have any interest in Yiye."

"..." It's still called Yiye.

Wu Hui thought of the interaction between Tang Yiye and Nan Wang before, and suddenly felt emotional in his heart.

Tang Yiye was doing nothing beside him, and when he turned around, he saw Wu Hui's dark face, with a very unhappy expression.

He paused when he reached the edge of his mouth, and swallowed it back: "Well, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing," Wu Hui said coldly, "Why did King Nan give Yiye a heart-eating Gu? Do you know that once the Gu enters the body for seven to forty-nine days, people will be completely reduced to puppets, and they will lose consciousness in the future." ?”

"Isn't that the best way to control the enemy?" Nan Wang frowned.

"It is very difficult to control a person, because you never know whether a person will betray you because of something, and you also don't know who will leave you in the next second. But puppets are different, as long as you fall into a voodoo , he will always be yours, no need to worry about any external pressure..."

Snapped.

Wu Hui punched Nan Wang in the face, and the bound Nan Wang's face was knocked to one side.

Nan Wang sneered and spat out a mouthful of blood: "You can't afford to lose?"

"Return the original words." Wu Hui said coldly.

Tang Yiye reached out and touched Wu Hui's hand carefully: "Does it hurt?"

"This punch is an apology you owe Yiye." Wu Hui stood there with a bully expression on his face.

After all, this is a matter of mutual use. My side won, so I can bully Nanwang as I like.

Nan Wang didn't make a sound, he understood this truth better than anyone else.

Tang Yiye looked at this, then at that, and pulled Wu Hui with a smile: "Leave?"

"Let's go." Wu Hui nodded.

Nan Wang closed his eyes.

What he didn't want to admit was that at a certain moment, he was actually a little bit moved, wondering if Tang Yiye had really come to his side, and he didn't want to go forward with him for anything.

If it wasn't for Tang Yiye at that time who wanted to knock Wu Hui unconscious and take him with him, Nan Wang would not let the half-puppet Tang Yiye suppress Wu Hui.

That was the only impulse since he made up his mind.

He never thought that there is a kind of trust that can restore a little sanity to him who is a half-puppet.

He had never had such trust.

How desolate, he is obviously a prince under one person and above ten thousand people, but he has never had a sincere person.

In the staggered use, he lost, and since then he has been completely defeated.

Wu Hui and Tang Yiye finally left, and the room once again returned to its usual silence.

Nan Wang closed his eyes, his expression was very desolate.

He knew that he was about to become a thing of the past, and such a stroke might not even be recorded in the history books.

Whether it's City Lord Baiyun or Alliance Leader Tang Yiye, they will continue to move forward, towards a tomorrow that he no longer has.

At this time, Tang Wuying and Qu Yuqi were sitting quietly in the room.

"What are you going to do these days?" Tang Wuying asked.

Qu Yuqi looked up at him, Tang Wuying smiled slightly: "What's wrong?"

Qu Yuqi sighed: "I'm a bit reluctant."

I can't bear to be with you so peacefully and peacefully, the time is going to pass, and I can't bear to have everything I have now.

"After returning to Beijing, I will go to the palace to see you without incident." Tang Wuying comforted, "If not, I can be a guard in the future."

"Then how?" Qu Qiqi stared.

The Imperial Palace Guards were downgraded in an absolute sense.

"You think I care?" Tang Wuying asked with a smile.

Qu Yuqi shut his mouth.

Tang Wuying doesn't care, as long as he can be with himself.

But Qu Yuqi was reluctant, he liked to see Tang Wuying wearing the python robe of Jinyiwei Commander, looking mighty and domineering, at that moment, he would think of the young master of Tangjiabao back then, with the same majestic and heroic appearance, the same husband as Guan Wan Fu Mo open.

But now, Tang Wuying was his Jin Yiwei alone.

It felt so good.

"Where's Master Jade?" Qu Kuoqi changed the subject.

Tang Wuying thought for a while: "It should be to see someone."

"Yu Tianbao?" Qu Qiqi frowned: "Using Yu Tianbao as a cover, I have to say that Master Yu is really bold and careful."

"It can also be seen that Master Jade attaches great importance to Sword God." Tang Wuying said.

Hearing the name of the Sword God, Qu Qiqi fell silent again.

"Who do you think will win the battle of the Sword God and Sword Master at the Zijin Peak?" Qu Qiqi asked suddenly.

Tang Wuying's breath subtly suffocated.

"I think you already have the answer." Qu Yuqi sighed.

Tang Wuying nodded: "Indeed."

Qu Yuqi was silent again: "We can't stop it, can we?"

"Yes." After Tang Wuying finished speaking, she closed her mouth again.

It's not that it can't be stopped, but that it has no right.

This is their choice and their destiny.

"Will you accompany me when the time comes?" Qu Yuqi reached out and pulled Tang Wuying's sleeve.

A smile flashed across Tang Wuying's eyes: "Naturally."

Qu Yuqi also smiled: "That's good."

If you are here, I will be more at ease and more determined.

Definitely choose a decision that I can make.

There are many things that can be done in five days, Gu Xichao and Qi Shaoshang followed the plan to find out, and left first to search for the treasure that King Nan said.

Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou were nowhere to be seen, they were probably busy with the final battle at the Zijin Summit, or maybe they were just looking at the scenery.

As for Ye Gucheng, he kept his promise.

When Nongyue entered the door, Ye Gucheng stood in front of the window with his hands folded.

"Are you sure?" Ye Gucheng asked lightly.

"The time has been changed to a week later, and no one in Jianghu will disturb this decisive battle." Nongyue nodded slightly.

There was sadness and regret in her eyes.

But Ye Gucheng didn't realize it at all, he just stretched out his hand and gently wiped the sword in his hand.

The sword light was piercing, reflecting Ye Gucheng's expressionless face.

"There are still three days..." Ye Gucheng sighed suddenly.

He raised his head, and the moonlight was still as bright as ever through the window lattice.

On the third day, Ximen Chuuxue should have started to close the door, fasting and bathing.

That was his last tribute before killing, I don't know if it was to the person or to the sword.

Ye Gucheng lowered his eyes slightly, probably facing the sword, after all Ximen Chuuxue...is a heartless person.

If not for this showdown, maybe they would have become very good friends.

And it is more likely that without this decisive battle, they would not know each other face to face.

Unfortunately, no if.

Ye Gucheng put the sword in his hand into the scabbard, and suddenly lost interest in looking at the wine on the table.

He thought of the two nights before, when Ximen Chuuxue sat opposite him in the courtyard, the wine at that time... didn't seem as cold as it is now?

"Change the pot of tea."

Oddly, Ye Gucheng pushed open the courtyard door, and there was no one there.

Nong Yue chased after him: "City Lord?"

"...No problem."

In any case, five days turned into three days, and three days passed in a flash.

That night will eventually be engraved in the legends of people in the rivers and lakes, and it will be passed down from generation to generation, and it will never be forgotten.

For the parties involved, this night was a different story.

"The days of rumors in the world have changed. There may be very few bystanders in the battle tonight." Tang Wuying looked at Qu Qiqi.

Qu Yuqi looked solemn: "I'm a little worried."

Tang Wuying looked at him: "What?"

"...I don't know." Qu Kuiqi pursed his lips in silence.

Tang Yiye's voice came through the hole: "Master?"

The things at the entrance of the cave were removed, Tang Yiye jumped in, pulled Wu Hui back by the way, and then sat down: "There is still an hour."

"Well, what's the matter?" Tang Wuying looked at him.

Tang Yiye spread his hands: "This...I thought about it, it's better to give it to Master."

What he held in his hand was the last-minute pill left by Bailiqing Mu Yaowang.

"No need," Qu Qiqi quickly shook his hand: "This is left to you by the Baili Medicine King. I'm already very sorry to take away the Jianghu Order before. We..."

Tang Yiye said seriously: "Master, what do you think?"

Qu Yuqi closed his mouth.

He feels very angry!

Obviously it should be the teacher's wife who decides, why ask the teacher!

Tang Wuying first reached out and touched the top of Qu Qiqi's head, then said: "Yiye, have you thought it through?"

"Well!" Tang Yiye said seriously: "After all, medicine is for curing diseases and saving people. If you can't do these things, it will really go against my mother's wishes."

"Okay." Tang Wuying nodded: "Then bring it."

If Baili Yaowang had a spirit in heaven, she should also be relieved that she has a good child.

Although he did not inherit Baili Yaowang's will as a doctor, he inherited that kindness and benevolence without reservation.

Under the Zijin Mountain, the moonlight is like water.

Ye Gucheng stood still at the foot of the mountain, with only one Longyue left beside him.

"Go back." Ye Gucheng said.

Nongyue was startled: "City Lord?"

"If you don't go down the mountain today, you can take these back to Baiyun City." Ye Gucheng said lightly.

His tone was so calm, as if he had already put life and death aside.

Nongyue opened the box with trembling hands, and inside was the mayor's decree, a land deed, and a few bank notes.

"City Lord, don't ask for the moon!" Nongyue hurriedly said: "Nongyue waits for the city owner to come back."

Her tone was so insistent, as if every time Ye Gucheng left Baiyun City, the common people were eager to see him off.

Even Ye Gucheng, who is as cold-hearted as Ye Gucheng, has been moved several times.

Ye Gucheng was silent for a moment, before slightly curling the corners of his lips: "Gu will come back."

As he said this, his eyes were far away.

Maybe this is the only time, he thought, that he would break his promise.

If the sword god and sword master really can only leave one person behind, and carry the sword heart of two people on their backs, then he may not be suitable to be the person who stays.

Because I have already carried enough things, too many to bear such a heavy sword.

The top of purple gold, this is the last promise Ye Gucheng can keep.

If possible, let Ximen Chuuxue continue to walk with the glory of a swordsman and his original intention. This is the last thing Ye Gucheng can do as a swordsman.

On the top of Zijin, the wind on the top of the mountain is very bitter.

When Ye Gucheng arrived, there were already quite a few people.

He looked at Qu Qiqi, Tang Wuying, Tang Yiye and Wu Hui, and a flash of clarity flashed in his eyes: "You guys came very early."

"Sword Master..." Qu Yuqi greeted him, his eyes turned slightly hot.

At this moment, it seemed that they could really cast aside all the shackles of their identities. They were no longer the emperor and the Lord of Baiyun City, but just two knights in the world.

The corners of Ye Gucheng's lips curled up slightly, and when he was about to say something, his gaze froze for a moment——

Ximen Chuuxue has arrived.

He was also alone, with only a sword in his hand.

However, the current Ximen Chuuxue seemed to be no longer the person he had seen before, his whole body was chilling, and his expression was also icy cold.

No me no sword.

At this moment, his person seemed to merge with the sword in his hand, and Ximen Chuuxue had already turned into a sharp blade.

Ye Gucheng didn't seem to notice it, the emotion in his eyes melted away, and then turned into boundless indifference: "Ximen."

"...Sword Master." Ximen Chuuxue responded lightly.

It's just a simple title, but it still makes a difference.

He no longer called him Gucheng, but used the favorite name of Jianghu people, Juggernaut.

The emotions in Ye Gucheng's eyes slowly froze, and his expression became calmer——

"let's start."

"Wait a moment!" A voice suddenly interrupted.

Lu Xiaofeng.

"Why don't we go to the end?" Beside Lu Xiaofeng, Hua Manlou stood quietly, his brows were slightly frowned, obviously he didn't agree with such a decisive battle.

The one who opened the mouth was always Lu Xiaofeng, after he finished asking, he looked at Ximen Chuuxue who had murderous intent.

Ximen Chuuxue's whole body was icy cold, he looked at Lu Xiaofeng and frowned slightly.

It was Ye Gucheng who spoke first, but he actually smiled slightly, with the corners of his lips curled up: "No need."

Ximen Chuuxue looked over, Ye Gucheng's expression did not seem to be fake, he just repeated it quietly: "No need."

This time, Ximen Chuuxue frowned even deeper, but nodded: "That's unnecessary."

Ye Gucheng knows Ximen Chuuxue well, maybe he also knows Ximen Chuuxue very well.

Understand Ximen Chuuxue's dedication to the sword, understand the significance of this battle to Ximen Chuuxue.

So he spoke first, without even leaving himself a little space.

Ye Gucheng silently blocked all possibilities that might cause Ximen Chuuxue to have emotional fluctuations, and chose the most difficult path.

At this moment, he is no longer the Lord of Baiyun City, but Ye Gucheng.

Juggernaut Ye Gucheng.