Lianhua Manlou

"Hiss..." Wang Lianhua took a deep breath, a three-inch long wound on her white as jade arm looked particularly ferocious and terrifying.He shouted out loudly, "Lu Xiaofeng, Lu Daxia, lighten up, lighten up, clumsy hands are useless!"

Hua Manlou stood aside with a worried and distressed look.But he was blind, and Lu Xiaofeng could only do the delicate work of bandaging the wound.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the two people very angry and funny, the wound was not deep, but it took a lot of effort to clean up the cut from the broken stone, Lu Xiaofeng was sweating profusely and had to beg for mercy, "Young Master Wang, please behave yourself anyway." Heroism, it's too embarrassing."

Wang Lianhua smiled coldly, and said straightforwardly, "I'm not a good man, why should I pretend to be wronged?"

Lu Xiaofeng choked, so he had no choice but to slacken his hand a little more. He swore that even if he had sex with the girls, he would never be so gentle and meticulous again. Three nights of earthworms is still tiring.

Wang Lianhua was left alone in the inn to "rehabilitate her wounds", but Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou couldn't afford to delay and rushed to settle the case against the Jinpeng Dynasty.

Wang Lianhua sat on the bed, and a man sat opposite him.The jet-black hair is in an uncluttered bun, there is not even a single wrinkle on the snow-white clothes, the face is as beautiful as sculpture, with a cold, conceited, and resolute expression, and his eyes are as sharp as a blade. He—is Gong Jiu, and also Wang Lianhua's "savior" sent him all the way back to Luoyang in the desert.

"I remember you promised to do something for me in return." Gong Jiu explained the purpose of coming straightforwardly.

Wang Lianhua raised her eyebrows, "Have you thought about it?"

"Think about it."

Gong Jiu said firmly, "Save someone."

"Who?"

"Ye Gucheng!"

"it is good!"

Ye Gucheng was hiding in a cave in the wilderness. At this time, he was in a state of distress, and he couldn't see the demeanor of a peerless swordsman in his whole body.His face was pale without a trace of blood, his lips were bruised and purple, and black blood bubbled from his lips.He trembled all over, but he still refused to put down his sword, because it was the only pride and dignity he had now.

What hurt him was nothing more than a few silver needles as thin as a cow's hair, and the needles were filled with Tangmen's special poison. The wound gave off bursts of stench, and festered at a speed visible to the naked eye.In the long night, he only endured the pain and torture alone, but how could he spend it?

Ye Gucheng thought of many things again, he remembered the daily morning and evening, the uninterrupted hard training, the blood that his opponent shed under his sword, the blue sea and the sky, the golden sunshine, the white jade As beautiful as floating clouds... and that person...

Their acquaintance was obviously not pleasant. At that time, the man was suffering from an illness, he looked crazy, his behavior was ugly, his expression was weird, and it was disgusting.But for his mission of restoring the country, he had to make a fool of himself, and that was the beginning of this bad relationship.That is the only one who has accompanied him to practice swords, watch the sea, taste tea, and play chess. Even if he never wants to accept other people's feelings, he will never give them to others. He is isolated from the world, just like an ascetic monk, he has no chance to enjoy all the joys in the world.But at this time, he was inevitably looking forward to that friendship and the arrival of that person.

He should be thankful that he brought the signal flare given to him by that man with him, otherwise today would be his death day.

There was the sound of wind blowing outside the cave—it was by no means a natural wind sound.

Ye Gucheng immediately became vigilant, his eyes were still sharp, his reaction was still fast, and his movements were still sensitive.

"You really haven't died yet." Someone outside the cave laughed, "That's really great."

"Who are you?" Ye Gucheng asked coldly.

"The one who saves you."

"Who sent you here?"

"Gong Jiu."

Ye Gucheng fell silent suddenly, and asked after a long time, "What about others?"

The man smiled and said, "Oh, I don't know about that. I just owed him my life, and now I've saved you so it's clear."

Ye Gucheng pursed his lips, barely supported his body and strode out of the cave. Under the moonlight, there stood a handsome young man in a light fur coat, all covered in embroideries. He was smiling from the corners of his eyes, but the smile never entered his eyes.He squinted his eyes slightly, looked Ye Gucheng up and down, smiled with his lips drawn, his sleeves loosened, and flashed in front of Ye Gucheng with strange and swift movements.

Ye Gucheng smelled a sweet and greasy fragrance in vain, his heart was horrified, before he reacted quickly, he felt his body go limp, he fell straight down, his tongue was numb, he couldn't even speak a word.

"This poison is interesting." The young man looked at Ye Gucheng's injured shoulder and sneered.With a twist of his wrist, a gleaming dagger unexpectedly appeared. The knife was fast and ruthless, and cut off the carrion neatly.With a dull and indifferent expression, he dug out a few silver needles that were stuck deep in it with the sharp point of the knife, and said with emotion, "City Master Ye's life is so hard, it just so happens that I didn't bring a magnet today, otherwise the City Lord would have suffer less."

Ye Gucheng is Ye Gucheng, even though the pain is in his bones, he still endures it and refuses to let out a j□j easily.His face was as white as paper, dripping with cold sweat, his veins were exposed, his eyes were bloodshot, his teeth were gritted, and he was almost fainting.

"White is taken internally, green is applied externally." This sentence was not addressed to Ye Gucheng.

"I see, thank you this time." Gong Jiu slowly walked out from behind the tree, his eyes kept on Ye Gucheng, his eyes were focused and deep.He stretched out his hand to brush away Ye Gucheng's sweaty hair, and sighed deeply.

Wang Lianhua rolled her eyes, and laughed, "Unexpected, unexpected..."

Gong Jiu turned a deaf ear to it, he leaned down and hugged Ye Gucheng, and said seriously to Wang Lianhua, "We will still look for you."

Wang Lianhua's eyes flickered, and with a stretch of figure, the ups and downs had disappeared into the night, and his loud laughter could be heard from a distance, "Then Wang is waiting for the Ninth Young Master!"

Gong Jiu pursed her lips, and looked down at the person in her arms.

Ye Gucheng's eyes were complicated and bright. He opened his mouth, but finally he didn't make a sound. He closed his eyes and seemed to be in a deep sleep.

Lu Xiaofeng and Huamanlou came back, with expressions of regret and happiness on their faces.Huo Tianqing was dead, Huo Xiu was also dead, and Shangguan Feiyan had disappeared, but they were still alive, and the crisis seemed to have passed.The story of the ancient Jinpeng Dynasty has finally come to an end, and the huge amount of jewelry has become an unknowable secret, which is also very good, Lu Xiaofeng said with emotion.

Wang Lianhua lowered her head, and slowly raised the corners of her mouth, so, of course it's very good!