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It seemed that everyone was waiting for Lu Xiaofeng.

A Lu Xiaofeng who has been missing for many days!

But Lu Xiaofeng was not as everyone wished.

The air became extremely tense, but the person who caused all these changes was silent.

A murderous aura suddenly spread.

This is the murderous aura that martial arts masters can feel.

Murderous enough to shock anyone.

Killing spirit.

Huamanlou already felt that something was wrong.

This murderous aura did not come from Ximen Chuuxue.

Ximen Chuuxue's murderous aura is not just a murderous aura, but also a sharp sword aura, cold and decisive, making people's hearts chill, and the heights are overwhelming!

This kind of murderous aura is a lonely and arrogant one, and one can even tell that the man is not holding a sword, and standing there, he is already standing proudly on the lonely top of the sky.

In the world, besides Ye Gucheng, who else has such murderous intent?

Tang Siyu suddenly winked at Zhang Gelao.

He didn't speak.

Even though he is not far away from Mr. Zhang Ge, even if he can speak in a very small voice.

He would not take such a risk.

Not to mention taking such a risk in front of such a master of hearing.

There are at least two top experts standing outside the door.

Zhang Ge suddenly laughed.

He is old, and his voice is like an old style, with a sense of age.

He said: "Young Master, we are bothering you so much today, why don't we meet again in the future. Farewell!" As he spoke, he went out with Tang Siyu, Yan Yunhuo and the others.

Although he said so, his expression was still guarded.

The thunder had stopped, and the rain poured down.

The three of them ignored the heavy rain and disappeared into the rain with a few followers.

Lu Xiaofeng and Ye Gucheng still didn't show up.

Huamanlou didn't stop him.

Let them go.

He has more important things to do.

Hua ManLou also went out.

But at this moment, he is not as smooth as those three people.

He's still inside the door.

It wasn't that he didn't want to go, but that a person blocked his way.

A murderous person.

Hua Manlou said: "It turns out to be City Lord Ye."

Ye Gucheng's hair was already stained with rain, but his aura was as sharp as a sword and as calm as a mountain.

If there is only one person in the world who can be Ximen Chuuxue's opponent, there will never be another person except Ye Gucheng.

Huamanlou understands, and so does Lu Xiaofeng.

Only such an opponent whose soul is like a sword is the opponent of destiny.

Ye Gucheng said: "Even if we haven't met, you can still recognize me."

Hua Manlou said: "Even though we haven't seen it, Ye Gucheng has always existed."

Since Ye Gucheng existed, how could Huamanlou not recognize him?

Ye Gucheng said: "Indeed."

He whispered: "It's like I have never seen Huamanlou, but I already understand Huamanlou."

He is not a humble man.

He only said what he wanted to say.

Hua Manlou said: "You shouldn't have come."

There was no Ye Gucheng in the world, but Ye Gucheng appeared again.

Ye Gucheng said: "No, it's already too late."

Hua Manlou frowned, and said, "You saved Ximen Chuuxue's wife and children?"

Ye Gucheng said: "Young Master Playful's wisdom is better than rumors."

Hua Manlou finally sighed.

From the moment Ye Gucheng rescued Ximen Chuixue's wife and children, Ye Gucheng was already Ye Gucheng.

Ye Gucheng did not die.

There is no need for everyone in the world to know, but if some people know it, it is enough to shake the world.

Are the person who kidnapped Ximen's wife and children and the person who Dingtian Pavilion the same way?

Hua Manlou said: "Everyone in the world knows that Ximen Chuuxue's weakness belongs to his wife and children. But this is no longer the case."

Of course Ye Gucheng understood.

He stared at Huamanlou, he had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his eyes were cold and sharp, and there seemed to be deep pools in his eyes.

He said: "I just want to know now, are you worried about me, or Ximen Chuuxue?"

Hua Manlou laughed, and said, "Why do we have to separate?"

There is a spark in Ye Gucheng's gaze.

He said, "I should go."

Hua Manlou said: "I should go too."

Ye Gucheng said: "You shouldn't go."

Hua Manlou said: "Since some people are here, they shouldn't leave without seeing them."

Ye Gucheng said: "Since you're gone, you should act like you never came."

Hua ManLou said, "Since we are here, how can we count as never having been here?"

Ye Gucheng stared at it for a moment, and said: "Sometimes you are too persistent, and you will regret it."

Hua Manlou said: "But if you have doubts, it's better to regret it."

Ye Gucheng finally said: "I finally know why you and Lu Xiaofeng became friends."

Huamanlou said, "Why?"

Ye Gucheng said: "Because you are too different, but also too similar."

Hua Manlou said: "Like you and Ximen Chuuxue?"

Ye Gucheng seldom smiled, but he finally smiled lightly.

He was not laughing because of Hua Manlou's words, but because Hua Manlou and Lu Xiaofeng were so similar.so different.

Hua Manlou said: "I hope to see you someday."

Ye Gucheng said: "We look forward to it together."

Although he spoke later than Huamanlou, he left earlier than Huamanlou.

He disappeared into the rain.

Huamanlou has already stepped into the rain.

It was pouring rain.

The raindrops bloomed countless flowers on Huamanlou's body.His plain clothes and light shirt seemed to have been painted with ink painting.

He is still a good boy.

He swept out a few feet and shuttled through the rain curtain.

He came to find someone.

Someone I haven't seen in a long time.

A person who is like three autumns.

The rain should be mixed with the smell of trees, flowers, grass and soil, but at this time, the rain is violent, as if there are thousands of words in the heart, and there are endless catharsis.

The rain is like the heart.

The way is that way.

Huamanlou could feel Lu Xiaofeng's presence.

It was a tacit understanding that had not been parted for a long time, a kind of mind-to-heart connection.There is also a hidden danger.

He is close to this breath.

They were never far away.

With such heavy rain, there is no one on the street.

No one would allow themselves to be drenched in the rain.

No one has the heart to let such a person be drenched in the rain.

Huamanlou seemed to have forgotten that he was with him, as well as the pouring rain.

However, Lu Xiaofeng was unable to stop this thunderstorm.

An umbrella appeared beside Huamanlou.

An umbrella cannot keep out such heavy rain.

But it still appeared beside Huamanlou, it passed through the dense rain curtain, and placed on top of Huamanlou's head.

Crash.

If a small stream is blocked, it becomes a small waterfall.

Suddenly they stopped.

The voice of the heart has surpassed the sound of the rain.

Heart like thunder.

They were so close, yet separated by a rain curtain protected by an umbrella.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Brother Hua."

He seemed to have endured it for too long, and his heart seemed to burst open.

He seemed to be unable to speak any words other than these two words.

Hua ManLou did not speak.

His ears were watered by the sound of rain.Shaken by thunder.Overwhelmed by the wind.

However, all this could not cover up the familiar voice.

Nor can it hide all the truth.

He finally said: "Unexpectedly, brother Lu actually learned the method of Sikong picking stars, and found an umbrella out of thin air."

Before Lu Xiaofeng came, he would never bring an umbrella.

It is not easy to buy an umbrella at this moment.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "I never thought that a young man like Brother Hua would let himself be drenched in the rain when he went out."

Although they were talking and laughing like this, their hearts were agitated, and it would never be half a minute slower than this rain.

And their skills will never be slow.

Huamanlou is like writing a piece of vigorous calligraphy in the rain, the stroke is not fatal, but it is exciting.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't run away.

He makes a move, and he accepts it.

The umbrella finally fell to the ground.

The rain is fierce, but there is no rain for the people in the rain.

Huamanlou said, "Why?"

He was never one to ask why.

Lu Xiaofeng is definitely not a person who can answer.

They spoke words they had never mastered.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "There is no reason."

With a sudden movement of his hand, he had already jumped up, but he was holding the umbrella back in his hand.

He threw the umbrella away, and a flower fell in the air.

Hua Manlou's hands were already galloping away.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly moved close to him, close to his palm.

Hua Manlou's hand was only half a cent away from his heart.

It was supposed to be much larger than half a point, but Lu Xiaofeng moved too fast, and moved closer to only half a point.

Hua Manlou's hand was suddenly withdrawn.

His face has turned pale.

He can no longer move.

The moment he withdrew his hand, he knew he couldn't move anymore.

At this moment Lu Xiaofeng has tapped his Zhangmen acupoint.

Lu Xiaofeng finally said: "Brother Hua, you can't bear to hurt me."

The rainwater slid down Huamanlou's face and mixed with the rainwater again.

Hua Manlou said: "So I actually hurt you."

He finally thought of something.

His hand didn't withdraw a month ago, but touched his heart.

A sharp finger.

He used Lingxi Yizhi to hurt the owner of Lingxi Yizhi.

In the darkness of his endless pain.

In the torture and helplessness that engulfed him.

And that person was the closest friend in his life.

He had already hurt him.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "You shouldn't have gone out to look for me."

He gently picked up the umbrella and held it in front of Hua Manlou.It didn't matter that he was drenched by the rain at the moment, like a drowned rat.

A phoenix like a drowned rat.

Hua Manlou asked, "Has your injury healed yet?"

He finally cared about him.

He didn't care that Lu Xiaofeng touched his acupoints, but he still cared about the pain he had with Lu Xiaofeng.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "It's very good."

He suddenly took Hua Manlou's hand and gently approached his heart.

Even if Huamanlou didn't get hit by his acupuncture point, he could put his hand on his heart again without hesitation.

A steady and powerful heart like a frenzy.

Hua Manlou's hands were a little cold.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly lost his umbrella and picked up Huamanlou.

He held him in his arms.

More sincere than he has ever been.

He suddenly felt a little heartache again.

At this time, he shouldn't be heartbroken, and it should never be the time for heartache.

He said: "You shouldn't have come to look for me. But I know, you will definitely come to look for me."

He wanted to wipe the rain off Hua Manlou's face with his hands.

But he found that he was holding him with both hands, and he couldn't free his hands to wipe off the raindrops.

Huamanlou was drenched by the rain, but her body exuded a faint warmth.

He was a little stiff now.

He thought of that day again.

That painful and hopeless darkness.

Those heart-piercing pains.

He suddenly said: "Lu Xiaofeng."

In addition to doubts, there was unconcealable pain in his voice.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "I will always break your heart."

He jumped up suddenly, embraced him, flew and disappeared into the majestic rain.