[Comprehensive martial arts] Juggernaut

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Suddenly, a boy with big eyes sat across from him.About 15 years old, about the same as Ye Gucheng when we first met him. His eyebrows are both black and thick. Although he is a young man, he has a beard that is not too thick, and the shape is very similar to his eyebrows.

The boy smiled and said, "I know you, you are Huang Mian."

Huang Mian said: "I also know you, you are Lu Xiaofeng."

Lu Xiaofeng was taken aback: "You know me?"

"I should be the one to ask this question." Huang Mian said doubtfully, "I should have hidden it well."

"You look like an ordinary son, with low martial arts skills and good looks." Lu Xiaofeng shook his head with a smile and said, "But the sword in your hand betrayed you."

Huang Mian was taken aback for a moment, then laughed.This is a sword as white as jade without any variegation. The scabbard and hilt are all white.This sword has been with him since he was 15 years old, and it has long been a habit, and he completely forgot to hide it.

"You are very strange." Lu Xiaofeng unceremoniously picked up the wine on the table and poured himself a glass: "I have never seen a swordsman like you."

Huang Mian frowned and said, "What's so strange?"

"You don't look like a swordsman at all. The aura on your body may be concealed, but the smell of blood cannot be completely concealed." Lu Xiaofeng said incredulously, "It's hard to imagine that you are actually a swordsman, the number one swordsman in the world."

Huang Mian is very innocent, Yu Luocha said this, Ye Gucheng said it, many people who had dueled with him said it, and now even Lu Xiaofeng said the same.It's not that he doesn't want to be stained with blood, but because he has a very respected and beloved sister. His sister told him that the sword is a murder weapon, but although he wants to cultivate into a "sword", he still has "humanity". When my sister wants him to kill someone, think of himself as a human being.

Killers are always killed, this is his first day of sword learning, his teacher told him.

So he can kill people, and has killed people, but he doesn't kill people easily.

"Young master! Young master! Please let my Hua'er go! Please!"

Just as they were talking, something happened to the father and daughter singing over there.The old father begged endlessly but did nothing, the girl Lihua was crying with the rain, but facing the luxuriously dressed man in front of them, they couldn't even have the thought of resisting.

Lu Xiaofeng sighed: "The world is getting worse, people's hearts are not old." He looked at Huang Mian, who was frowning and looked away, and asked: "I thought that swordsmen like you would be the most uncomfortable with such things."

"Why don't you get used to it?" Huang Mian looked at Lu Xiaofeng puzzled, "Why should I help them? And even if I help them once, I can't help them forever."

Lu Xiaofeng was indifferent.

There was no sarcasm or disdain in Huang Mian's eyes, he really didn't understand.What he said was not wrong, even if he helped them, unless he killed the young master or even his family, the father and daughter would still be the ones who would be unlucky afterwards.And no matter where in the world, these scum are always indispensable.

It's just that this childlike incomprehension made Lu Xiaofeng feel cruel.

Because he understood that even though the person in front of him is unparalleled in swordsmanship, he only knows swords, and only knows how to prey on the strong.He has pity and sympathy, but will not break the rules of nature for it.He doesn't understand people, let alone people's hearts.

"It's a pity that Lu Xiaofeng always likes to make people messy."

He stood up with a smile, picked up a glass of wine and walked towards the table.Mian Yan has no interest in watching it.He turned his head and looked downstairs boredly. The little beggar in the narrow alley of the opposite street was still there.Huang Mianxi silently lit the table, watched the child fail to grab leftovers from other beggars again, tapped the hilt of his sword lightly with his fingers, and said in a low voice: "The suzerain said that being weak is a sin." , isn’t it? So there is nothing wrong with me wanting to become stronger. I want to be closer to my sister and hope to follow her all the time, so I must become stronger.”

Naturally, it is impossible for anyone to respond.

Hearing loud laughter suddenly, Huang Mian turned his head to look, Lu Xiaofeng and that young master brother had already called brothers and sisters, and the father and daughter who sang did not know where they went.I saw Lu Xiaofeng pointing at him, said a few words with that son, and then walked towards him.

He watched Lu Xiaofeng sit back across from him, drank a glass with a smile, and said, "Look, there is more than one way to save people." Then he shook his head and said, "But you're right, I can't save people every day." I can save her every time, but it is impossible to save her forever."

Huang Mian said seriously: "But you are indeed a good person."

Lu Xiaofeng laughed: "It's hard for a good person."

However, Huang Mian's face on the opposite side suddenly changed, and Lu Xiaofeng was startled. Although the face of this man who could even be called beautiful didn't change much, his body was suddenly full of hostility, that sharp murderous aura like a sword. The hair on Lu Xiaofeng's body standing on end stood on end, and he couldn't help but run wildly.Even the restaurant was completely silent for a while.

However, this time was not long, I saw Huang Mian put his index finger into the wine glass, raised his hand and flicked his backhand, and heard a scream from downstairs, it was a man lying on the ground writhing in pain, his right leg was dripping with blood.

Feeling that the killing intent was fading away, Lu Xiaofeng sighed: "That man just insulted that little beggar, why did you bother to cripple his leg. For a porter like him, lameness is probably more painful than death."

Unexpectedly, Huang Mian turned his head to look at him, his eyes were extremely cold: "You mean that beggars can insult you at will?"

Lu Xiaofeng hurriedly said: "Of course not, of course not." Seeing that the little beggar had already run away in fright, he sighed and said, "Forget it, we won't talk about this anymore."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Lu Xiaofeng just smiled and said: "I know there is a place where the tea is delicious, although it is a gambling house."

Huang Mian shook his head and said: "If you want to drink, you can go by yourself, what do you want me to do?"

Lu Xiaofeng blinked and said, "Aren't we friends?"

Huang Mian was stunned for a moment, the cold air around his body dissipated, and then he laughed: "Ah, of course. I am very honored to be Lu Xiaofeng's friend."

Lu Xiaofeng laughed and said: "It's really a great joy in life for an unknown person like me to be married by Huang Mianyi!"

Who can really hate someone like Lu Xiaofeng?He is no exception, perhaps this is the charm of being the protagonist of this world.Thinking of this, Huang Mian was a little funny: "Why do you want to know me?"

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "Just curious."

"curious?"

"'Thousands of waves, flowing water, and ten thousand waves of wind are not equal to one sword cold Kyushu'. Huang Mian's unique skill 'Light Cold Kyushu' shocked the world's swordsmen." Lu Xiaofeng said: "I have always been curious, who is the world's number one swordsman with such an evaluation kind of people."

Huang Mian smiled and said, "Very disappointed?"

"How could that be?" Lu Xiaofeng shook his head and said, "If you look at you by your appearance, it's not only an insult to you, but also an insult to myself."

Just as Huang Mian was about to say something, the sudden silence of the restaurant caused the two of them to look back at the stairs at the same time.

The first thing I saw was a white dress.

He walked up the stairs step by step, but it seemed that he was stepping on a nine-fold collapse. Every step was like an emperor's presence, every step was like a flying fairy, and his whole body was full of a sense of oppression.That white dress made people feel ashamed, and the man held a long sword in his hand. His hands were very white, even a little pale, and his fingers were extremely slender.

Lu Xiaofeng's pupils shrank slightly.

This is the same hand as the man beside him, crystal clear and slender with a thin callus, it is the hand of a peerless swordsman.

The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and there is a lone city Wanrenshan.

When I saw this man for the first time, what came to my mind was actually such a poem.

There is no doubt about who the person in front of him is.

A well-known young swordsman in the rivers and lakes, the lord of Baiyun City on Feixian Island.

Ye Gucheng said: "Mian, things have changed."

Huang Mian stood up and frowned, "What's wrong?"

Ye Gucheng didn't say anything.

Huang Mian looked at Lu Xiaofeng, nodded and said: "Sorry, I can't go to drink tea with you. There will be a date later."

Lu Xiaofeng stood up and smiled, "There will be a time later."

The two left the restaurant, Ye Gucheng said: "Who is that?"

Huang Mian smiled and said: "His name is Lu Xiaofeng, he is a very remarkable person."

Ye Gucheng recalled it, and it seemed that he had never heard of this name.

"He may be unknown now, but he will be famous all over the world in the near future." Huang Mian said with a smile, "and..."

Moreover, he will be a friend that you and Ximen Fuxue both recognize.Ximen Chuuxue, who is as cold as a sword, will smile at him, joke with him, and promise to help him with anything with two beards; and you choose to talk to him even before you die, even if he makes you plan everything Even if he is ruined, you still treat him as a friend.

before death...

Ye Gucheng said: "Mianyan? Your breath is out of order."

"Uh...it's nothing." Huang Mian shook his head: "What's the matter?"

"I'm going to the south of the Yangtze River." Ye Gucheng said: "The private salt business was done by King Pingnan."

"King Pingnan..." Huang Mian said: "...Gucheng, you can't, don't you have friendship with King Pingnan?"

In the busy city, Ye Gucheng stopped and looked into Huang Mian's eyes, he didn't retreat: "Is it not possible?"

Ye Gucheng slightly lowered his eyelids: "How did you know that?"

Huang Mian just insisted: "Is it not possible?"

Ye Gucheng just said: "Because I am Ye Gucheng."

Huang Mian was suddenly speechless.

Yes, because he is Ye Gucheng, a descendant of the bereaved family of the previous dynasty, and bears the mission of the entire Ye family.Even though he couldn't understand the so-called family mission, let alone the continuous persistence, he couldn't stop it.Ten years later, he might finally be able to let go in that decisive battle on the top of the Forbidden City, but it is not now.

"I will help you." Looking at the amber eyes of the other party who were rarely surprised, Huang Mian said with a smile: "I will do my best to help you."

Ye Gucheng didn't say anything, he just looked at him quietly, his amber eyes were like warm jade, and the corners of his cold mouth that seemed unbendable outlined a shallow arc, and said calmly: "Let's go. "

Huang Mian smiled and said, "Yes."

There is no need to say thanks between them.

*******

They traveled by water.

When he came, Huang Mian's sister gave him a few things, which could be said to have helped him a lot when he first came to the world, including the ancient costume and the additional potion.One of them is a space ring, which stores a large amount of gold.Mian Yan doesn't enjoy a luxurious life, and more often than not he practices asceticism in order to challenge the limit.Money has never been a necessity for him.

It’s just that things like the space ring are obviously beyond reality. From noon to night, he can’t think of any good excuses. He is not good at thinking, let alone lying to his friends, so he simply gave up on himself and rushed directly to Ye Gucheng’s room.

The door was opened vigorously by Huang Mian, and Ye Gucheng was wiping his sword.He raised his head, questioning in his amber eyes: "Mian Yan?"

"This is for you." Huang Mian gave the space ring in his hand to the other party, and said with a deep breath: "Don't ask where it came from, I won't harm you, but I can't tell you, and I don't want to lie to you."

Ye Gucheng took the ring, which was a simple ring made of silver with a small red gemstone on it.

Huang Mian said: "This is a space ring, understand? You can understand it as a universe bag. Put it on your hand, and then think 'look inside the ring'."

Ye Gucheng was startled in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. Although he was puzzled, he believed in Mian Yan.He put on the ring and thought as he said.Then he saw wealth that shocked even him.

Everywhere, all you see is gold, dazzling gold.

He opened his eyes and got up abruptly: "Mian Yan?"

Huang Mian just smiled: "Don't ask, I can't tell. Anyway, this is a gift from me. I have lived in Baiyun City for many years, and I have never given you a gift."

Ye Gucheng frowned.

"Just kidding." Huang Mianyan pulled Ye Gucheng to let him sit down: "Although my martial arts are not weak, but after all, I am only one person, and there is only this that can help you."

Ye Gucheng said slowly: "These are all true."

Huang Mian smiled and said: "Of course it's true. As long as you think about it, you can get them out. Or put other dead things in here. It's just that the size is limited, and all the places inside are filled with gold. You want To hold other things, some gold must be taken out."

Ye Gucheng looked at him and said, "Mian, is it a god?"

"It's a future immortal." Huang Mian said with a smile: "Pursuing the highest point of swordsmanship is my lifelong goal. Enter the Tao with the sword, break the void, and achieve the real body."

Ye Gucheng didn't say whether he believed it or not, but said indifferently: "So, you go to challenge the world's masters."

"I'm traveling everywhere, looking for ways to break through." Mian Yan said with a faint smile, "Do you know why my surname is 'Huang'?"

Ye Gucheng said indifferently: "I once guessed that you didn't want to reveal your real name, maybe you changed your surname to Huangfu, just took one of the characters."

Mian Yan asked again: "Then do you know the origin of my name?"

"Nine Heavens opened the palace, and all nations dressed in clothes worshiped Mian'an." Ye Gucheng replied: "No one knows the lines of Wang Mojie's poems. No matter whether the word Mian'an has a meaning or not, such a name is treasonous, but it is also worthy of the name. I deserve you."

Mian Yan said with a smile: "I came up with this surname myself, and the name was given to me by my sister." He paused and said: "I once swore to the sky that one day I would practice the sword of the king, shatter the void, and achieve greatness." Real body! In this way, even in the Three Realms and Nine Heavens, I still have my place."

At that moment, the smile on the corner of Huang Mian's mouth was so dazzling, confident and domineering.Ye Gucheng didn't answer, his index finger moved slightly, and stroked the scabbard around his waist.

Immediately, Mian Yan was a little depressed and said: "Although I can't do it now-I really hope that Gucheng can be with me. I believe this is what you want to pursue. But I also know..."

Ye Gucheng said lightly: "I can't."

"Yeah, you can't, because you can't see through some things now." Huang Mian said with a smile: "But it doesn't matter, I can wait. Even if you can't wait now, you can in the future."

Ye Gucheng stroked the silver ring, but did not speak.It's just that those amber eyes were stained with warmth that shouldn't belong to Ye Gucheng.As the river wind blew into the window, Huang Mian's loose long hair flew in all directions, and some of it stuck to his face.Ye Gucheng stretched out his hand, his slender fingers with thin calluses, brushed his face, and tucked his hair behind his ears.

Huang Mian said helplessly: "I haven't cut it for five years. Although it always grows slowly, it has grown so long... someday I will cut it."

At that time, he had back-length hair by borrowing growth agents, but after five years, his hair had really reached his waist and abdomen.

Ye Gucheng shook his head and said, "Keep it."

"Ok?"

Ye Gucheng smiled lightly and said, "It's very suitable for you."

Ye Gucheng is not a person who loves to laugh, and he seldom smiles, maybe that's why, every time he smiles, Huang Mian thinks it's the most beautiful smile, which makes people's heart skip a beat.

"Since you said so, then keep it, and cut it later if it's too long."

The fourth round of Huamanlou

The night wind is gentle, and the night on the river is much cooler than that on the shore.Huang Mian is not strong enough to drink, commonly known as three cups, but he had to drink seven cups with Ye Gucheng, and he became unconscious after a while.

Ye Gucheng sighed helplessly, with a gentle look on his cold face.He got up and hugged Huang Mian to the bed, and he sat on the edge of the bed, watching him quietly.

Even under the dimly lit candle, his face was still very red, and his breath smelled of wine, but he was still steady.Different from Ye Gucheng, although Huang Mian is a swordsman, his expression on weekdays is very gentle, and when he is drunk, he has a lot of warmth.

Huang Mian felt something moving on his face, but the breath around him was very familiar, so he just murmured: "Sister, stop making trouble..."

Ye Gucheng withdrew his hand.

In the past five years, I have heard Huang Mianyan talk about this sister more than once.His older sister taught him kindness, courage, responsibility, and "sword heart". Ye Gucheng was also curious about what kind of woman could train a swordsman like Huang Mian.

The sword is a murder weapon, it exists to kill people, a sword that has not been stained with blood is not worthy of being a sword; the sword is cold, and only sincerity to the sword can control such coldness.Ye Gucheng was surprised when he first saw Huang Mian, and he felt even more so when he improved his cultivation later.It's hard to imagine that Huang Mian's sword is a murder weapon, it exists to kill people, and he has seen countless blood, but his sword is also warm.He is sincere to the sword and even more sincere to himself.

Ye Gucheng couldn't do it.

As the lord of Baiyun City and the survivor of the Ye clan, he couldn't be honest with others, let alone himself.

The wind ruffled his hair, and strands of hair stuck to the tip of his nose.Ye Gucheng stretched out his hand again and hooked the lock of hair behind his ear, then slowly lowered his head.

"Crown..."

Ye Gucheng's body temperature is low, even his lips are so, but Huang Mian's is warm, especially after drinking.Ye Gucheng didn't show any hesitation, he put his hands on both sides of his head, just looked at him like this, lowered his head slowly, and parted with his lips.

With the aftertaste of wine.

******

From Suzhou to Jiangnan, it will be a short journey by water.Ye Gucheng parted with Huang Mian, they had nothing to do at leisure, Huang Mian went to the teahouse, and heard Mr. Shu's eloquent chat.

He was sitting in an unobtrusive corner by the window. Suddenly, there was a flash of blue light on his left side, followed by the slight sound of birds flapping their wings.A 12-year-old boy in the hall listened attentively, with a puzzled expression on his face.The man beside him wondered, "Qi Tong, what's wrong?"

Hua Manlou wondered, "Fifth Brother, I seem to hear the sound of a bird flapping its wings."

The man looked around and said with a smile: "Maybe you heard it wrong, where are the pigeons in this room?" As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a slip of the tongue, Hua Manlou just smiled: "Maybe it's my illusion."

On the other side, Huang Mianyan opened the paper crane, and there was a small cloth ball inside.He took out the cloth to open the paper crane and pinched it, and it turned into the delicate paper crane again, and disappeared in an instant.

[Mian Yan personally said:

How are you doing today?I haven't seen you for half a year. I think about it very much. Although I have written letters with you, I still feel insufficient.A few days ago, I knew you to go to sea, and my heart was very happy, and I also felt at ease when I met you and wrote to you.I will go to the south of the Yangtze River in a few days, and hope to have a drink with you.

On Jiuhong]

The two kept writing letters but never saw each other again. Knowing that Jiu Hong was coming, Huang Mian's mood improved a lot, and the story of the storyteller became more pleasant to his ears.When the sun was setting to the west, Mian Yu put down the tea money and left the teahouse.

He walked across the long street with a smile, turned to a remote place, and stopped.

In an instant, four streaks of silver light suddenly shot out from the front and back, and flew towards Huang Mian!

His hand was on the sword.

When he used the sword, his expression was calm and dignified.

The silver light was approaching in an instant, Huang Mian suddenly drew his sword, and swung the snow-white sword swiftly. With a few crisp sounds, several iron nails glowing with faint light fell to the ground.Facing the flying man in black, he just said indifferently: "Who sent you here?"

Naturally no one answered him.

At that moment, it was as if thousands of brilliance gathered!The snow-white long sword swung a dazzling white light, and the light condensed into an arc, which seemed to be frozen in the air, but it was incredibly fast.The men in black opened their eyes wide, and none of them reflected what happened, because it was too fast!It was only a short time, and he was still a living person who could move just now, but now he has no sound.

That sword was snow white, and it was still as white as snow at this moment, without even a single bloodstain on it.A thin thread of blood slowly leaked from the necks of the four people who fell to the ground, and blood suddenly spewed out!

Huang Mian did not withdraw his sword, he turned sideways to look behind, and said lightly: "Come out."

"'Thousands of flowing water and ten thousand waves of wind can't reach a sword of cold Kyushu', what a 'light and cold Kyushu'!" A man murmured as he walked in from the alley, holding a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy with his left hand: "The younger generation is Hua Jinlou, the fifth son of the Jiangnan Hua family, and he brought his younger brother Qitong to meet the senior emperor. Where it is inappropriate, I hope senior Haihan."

Huang Mian was taken aback for a moment, and then withdrew his sword: "The seventh boy of the Hua family in the south of the Yangtze River... Are you Huamanlou?"

The boy was taken aback: "The younger generation is Huamanlou, does the emperor know me?"

"Of course I know, I know very well." Huang Mian put away his sword, his expression gradually calmed down, and he asked in puzzlement, "Why are you here?"

Hua Jinlou said: "Before in the teahouse, Qitong heard the movement. Someone wanted to harm the senior emperor, so he asked the junior to come to help. But thinking about it now, if these people were not found out by the senior, Qitong would not be able to find out. Yes, the juniors are busy."

Huang Mian was taken aback for a moment, then laughed.This is indeed what Huamanlou would do, such a kind person would not want anyone to die.

Huang Mian looked at the four dead bodies around him, feeling somewhat embarrassed: "That's not the case, thank you."

Hua Jinlou didn't dare to say anything.

Huang Mian turned around and left, and suddenly heard Hua Jinlou said: "Senior Emperor, please stop!"

Huang Mian turned around: "What's wrong?"

"This junior has a merciless request." Hua Jinlou pursed his lips: "I believe the senior emperor has also noticed that Qitong is blind, and I implore the senior emperor to accept Qitong as an apprentice and teach Qitong all martial arts. I don’t want to run amok in the rivers and lakes in the future, I just want to be able to strengthen my body so that I can protect myself. If I can win the mercy of the senior emperor, the Hua family in Jiangnan will never forget the kindness of the senior.”

"Why did you look for me? I believe that it is not difficult to find a suitable master for Huamanlou as the richest man in Jiangnan of the Hua family. I also feel that Huamanlou has martial arts." Huang Mian said puzzled: "And, my The sword is a murderous sword, and Hua Manlou is kind and kind by nature, so he can't use it. In fact, I don't think I'm worthy to be his master."

"This junior has just witnessed senior's 'Light and Cold Kyushu' with his own eyes, and he was shocked. This junior feels that a person who can use this kind of sword move is definitely not someone who likes to kill people." Hua Jinlou said: "Not to mention, if the world's number one Yi's Huang Mian is not qualified to be Qitong's master, who in this world is qualified?"

Huang Mian shook his head: "You don't understand."

The five sons of the Hua family were stunned: "Don't understand?"

Huang Mian smiled: "Well, you don't understand."

Lu Xiaofeng once said that Huamanlou is a kind person who sometimes makes people angry.He loves life, cherishes life, and loves life.If you use flowers to describe people, compared with flowers all over the building, plum blossoms lose their gentleness, orchids lose their softness, peonies lose their elegance, and lotuses lose their tranquility.This is Huamanlou, a true gentleman.

This is not a question of qualifications, but that he is stained with blood and is not worthy of being his master. He does not want people like Hua Manlou to be contaminated with the slightest smell of blood.

Hua Manlou, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "Dare to ask senior, why do you not want to accept junior as your disciple?"

Huang Mian shook his head: "It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't. As I said, my sword is a sword for killing people, and you are not suitable for killing people."

Hua Manlou said, "However, this junior aspires to be the disciple of Senior Emperor."

Huang Mian was surprised: "Huh?"

Hua Manlou said with a smile: "The younger generation really doesn't like killing, and the purpose of the younger generation to learn martial arts is because they don't want to cause trouble for the family members, and hope that one day they can live on their own in the future. However, although the emperor's sword is a murderous sword, the younger generation's I can't feel your killing aura. You have sword aura, but your sword aura is different from anyone this junior has ever seen, your sword aura is gentle."

He is just an eleven or twelve-year-old son. At this time, he doesn't even have the ability to hear and distinguish his position ten years later, so he can only rely on the help of his family.However, Huamanlou at this time has the gentlemanly spirit that he will have ten years later: "The sword of the emperor is like the martial arts that the younger generation wants to learn."

Huang Mian did not understand: "My sword, like your... Wu?"

Hua Manlou nodded: "If a person's martial arts is high, he will naturally have the ability to kill. However, although the sword of the emperor is a murder weapon, it is not a murder weapon for killing. Just like the martial arts that the younger generation is eager to learn, it can kill people. , but it does not exist to kill people."

Huang Mian opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.He looked at the snow-white sword in his hand, and muttered to himself: "My sword is a murder weapon...but it is not a murder weapon that exists to kill people."

In an instant, the turbid air in his chest that broke through faintly but never moved was released in an instant, his ears and eyes were clear, and the blockage that had been blocked for many years was dissolved in an instant. At this moment, he even thought he could see the molecules floating in the air. The qi has been completely promoted to a new level.

Mian Yan couldn't help being ecstatic!

The true qi of the Red World Saint Art in his body actually broke through to the seventh floor!

Huang Mian has practiced "Red World Jue" all his life, learned swordsmanship at the age of six, and practiced for more than [-] years. Now that he has finally entered the seventh floor known as the threshold, he is truly qualified to aspire to the position he desires , and the cultivation base has made great strides forward.

Realizing that the originally weak aura had subsided to nothing, Hua Manlou could hardly feel the presence of Huang Mian at this moment: "Senior Huang?"

"Thank you, thank you... I have been determined to embark on the path of Shura since the moment I held the sword at the age of six, and I have decided to truly become a 'bad sword' since I killed the first person at the age of 13. As long as I To be qualified to stand behind her... Since more than ten years ago, I have been trapped in the sixth floor of "Red World Judgment", and I was even desperate for a while... But now I can break through because of your words..."

Huang Mianwen walked up to Hua Manlou, excitedly said: "In order to obtain this qualification, I turned into a sword, and since then I have embarked on the true path of swordsmanship, bloody progress... But I actually forgot at some point." , the reason why I became 'Sword' was not to kill people..."

The five sons of the Hua family smiled and said, "Congratulations, senior."

Hua Manlou smiled and said, "Congratulations, senior."

Huang Mian smiled and said: "Thank you, Hua Man Lou... I owe you a kindness, and I am willing to teach you martial arts."

Hua Manlou paid homage to the teacher, and said with a smile, "Disciple pays homage to Master."

"I don't need master or anything. After all, I won't stay here for too long." Huang Mian said happily, his chest was heaving violently: "I will stay in Jiangnan for two months, and I will try my best during this time." All I can do to help you is spend all over the building."

Hua Manlou smiled and said: "Father has taught his disciples since he was a child, and he will be a teacher for one day and a father for the rest of his life. You teach martial arts for only one day, and you are also the master of the disciples."

Huang Mian looked at each other - even though the light was lost, Hua Manlou's life never lost the light.

He laughs.

"Huamanlou, if one day you ask for something, even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, Huang Mian will never refuse."

■

It began to rain in the evening.

When Ye Gucheng came back, there was a slight tide, and the two played chess after dinner.After listening to Huang Mian's words during the dinner, he smiled slightly: "Congratulations."

Huang Mian was stunned.

Ye Gucheng asked, "Do you need to retreat?"

"No." Huang Mian thought about it, and began to regret why he chose to play chess with Ye Gucheng to torture himself in a moment of pride, and finally simply abandoned himself and said: "This time the state is very strange, and there is no need to meditate."

"Suicide dragon." Ye Gucheng's expression was still cold, but he was as familiar as Huang Mian, and he saw a playful look in his amber eyes: "The sword level is higher, but the chess skill is even worse."

Huang Mian was dissatisfied: "I didn't like these brain-intensive things."

Ye Gucheng shook his head, slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and put down a piece, ending the chess game that hadn't been started for a long time.

Huang Mian said: "Have you finished dealing with King Pingnan's matter?"

Ye Gucheng said lightly: "It won't be long. What did the people who assassinated you find today?"

Huang Mian said: "No, but there is a good chance that it is related to Baiyun City. By the way, I promised to stay here for two months to teach Manlou to better master internal strength, how about you?"

"The Hua family..." Ye Gucheng paused, then said calmly, "Together."

On the second day, Huang Mian arrived at Hua's house early in the morning as scheduled.Everyone in the Hua family was very enthusiastic, and when they all met, it was almost noon.

Hua Ruling looked at the youngest son beside him, and suddenly bowed and said, "Young Hero Huang, Qitong will take care of you."

Huang Mian turned around and said solemnly: "I will do my best."

When the two were far away, Hua Ruling murmured: "Is the imperial crown... that's fine."

Hua Jinlou said: "Qitong wants to leave home wholeheartedly. If he becomes Huang Mian's disciple, together with Baiyun City and the Hua family itself, there will be no danger if he wants to come."

Hua Ruling shook her head: "Perhaps, it is more troublesome because it is related to these three."

Hua Jinlou frowned and said, "Father..."

Hua Ruling shook her head, then suddenly smiled: "Alright."