Lonely City without Frost

The two of them were surrounded by a human wall, the golden arms reflected the bright moon, and the cold light shone on the iron clothes. The majesty and murderous aura in the Forbidden City was beyond anyone's imagination.

Wei Ziyun, who has always been calm and calm, now has beads of sweat on the tip of his nose. He swung his long sword and dispatched the entire army. His eyes never left Ye Gucheng. He said in a deep voice, "City Master Baiyun?"

Ye Gucheng nodded.

Wei Ziyun said, "The city lord is far away in the sky. If you type Feixian, people are like flying immortals. Why bother to demote yourself to the world of mortals. Doing such an unwise thing?"

"You do not understand?"

"don't know."

Ye Gucheng said coldly, "You wouldn't understand this kind of thing."

The dispute was only a matter of a moment, and in the end it was Ximen Chuuxue who stopped Ye Gucheng. The two of them didn't look like rivals at all at this moment, and they understood each other better than anyone else.

"What joy is there in life, what is there to fear in death, if you have a confidant, you will have no regrets in death, and if you have an opponent like Baiyun City Lord, you will have no regrets in death."

For people like them, noble opponents are far more difficult to find than noble friends.

Looking at the abyss of loneliness on his face, Wei Ziyun's expression suddenly became very strange, and he couldn't help sighing, "Life and death are as light as a feather, but king's law is more important than Mount Tai."

Ximen Chuixue said, "Are you forcing me to go out with him first, and then fight in another place?"

Once City Lord Baiyun leaves the imperial city, who can do anything to him?

Wei Ziyun knew this, beads of sweat dripped from the tip of his nose, he couldn't make a decision, he was always scheming, but this time he couldn't make a decision.

Just when he didn't know what to do, Lu Xiaofeng finally walked out from the mountain of spears and knives. He was Lu Xiaofeng.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Ximen Chuuxue, "Is this battle really imperative?"

"Ah."

Lu Xiaofeng said, "And then?"

"And then it's gone."

He hesitated for a while, and finally did not say Zuo Wushuang's name in front of Wei Ziyun, "You mean, whether you win or lose this battle, you don't care about it anymore?"

Ximen Chuuxue said in a deep voice, "Yes."

"No matter who wins or loses in this battle, it will be a matter of fisherman's profit for you. If I were you, I would definitely let them do it quickly, although I don't want them to do it."

Ximen Chuuxue felt a little loose when he heard his last words, and looked at Ye Gucheng.

At this moment, the two people were thinking about the same thing, the same person. In the end, neither of them spoke, and flew back to the Hall of Supreme Harmony together.

When Sikong Zhaixing and Honest Monk finally saw them coming back, they were overjoyed but they all kept their mouths shut, because they all felt the pressure.

"Please."

"Can not do it now."

Ye Gucheng wondered, "Why?"

Ximen Chuuxue looked at him with a cold expression, "Because your heart is not still."

Ye Gucheng was stunned. Indeed, after he came out of the South Study Room, his heart never calmed down. Even though he knew he shouldn't be like this, he couldn't help but think of too many things.

He thought of his monotonous but enjoyable life in Baiyun City, every moonlit night, skimming over the sea, enjoying the feeling of the wind blowing past his ears.

He also thought of Zuo Wushuang, how she practiced her sword on the shallow beach, every movement was impeccable; she remembered her unnatural expression when she saw him, but it was far better than her cold face the way she looked; remembering the questions she asked herself when she was drunk.

Ximen Chuuxue should also know who he was thinking about at the moment, and he gave him time to calm down.

"Can I have a few words with Lu Xiaofeng now, maybe I will calm down after I finish."

Lu Xiaofeng sat down, he knew what Ye Gucheng wanted to ask him, so he told him straightforwardly.

"It wasn't until now that I figured out why Wushuang showed more shock than concern when she found out about your poisoning, because she knew you weren't poisoned."

His expression darkened, "...Yes, she knows."

"She is Ximen Chuuxue's friend, and she also likes you that much. She understands you better than anyone else, so even if she knows something, she won't stop her, right?"

Ye Gucheng shook his head, "I didn't want her to know."

"But she still knows."

Ye Gucheng smiled, "Knowing me may be her worst memory."

"If she really thinks that way, your conspiracy can't last until today." Lu Xiaofeng shook his head, and added, "Besides, it's my fault that she will know you."

He laughed. In fact, he knew about that bet all along. At first, he thought, with her personality, when would she be able to say that sentence, but this time, there might be no chance at all.

Thinking of this, Ye Gucheng smiled again, "Thank you."

"Is there nothing else to say?"

He sighed, "There is one more thing... no matter what, you will always be my friend."

Lu Xiaofeng watched him stride out towards Ximen Chuuxue, and suddenly felt that the autumn wind beside him was already as cold as winter.

This battle finally started.

There is no hatred between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue. If I really want to say it, it is the feeling of Yuliang's dispute. Since Ye Gucheng was born, why should Ximen Chuuxue be born again?

When it really came to the decisive battle, no one in the sky and on the ground could stop it.

Lu Xiaofeng was worried, he was worried about Ximen Chuuxue.

Ximen Chuuxue's sword was originally a god's sword, the god of swords.

But such a sword god always treats his friends with sincerity. Facing an enemy like Ye Gucheng, how could he not think of "ruining the life happiness of his best friend" in his heart?

With such worries, he is no longer a god.

He is also worried about Ye Gucheng, the problems Ximen Chuuxue is facing, for Ye Gucheng, why not?Most importantly, for Ye Gucheng tonight, no matter whether he wins or loses, it is impossible to leave the Forbidden City alive.

At the moment when he was so worried, the two swords had already been stabbed out, and the twenty changes were over in an instant, and Ye Gucheng's sword was bound to pierce Ximen Chuuxue's throat.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help clenching his hands into fists, no one could change Ximen Chuuxue's fate at this time, even him.

Both swords stabbed out with all their strength!

This is the last sword, the sword that decides the outcome!

Until now, Ximen Chuuxue realized that his sword was one step slower than him. When his sword pierced Ye Gucheng's chest, Ye Gucheng's sword had definitely pierced his throat.

Perhaps, this is life.

At this moment, he suddenly found that Ye Gucheng's sword posture had deviated, it was only an inch or two, but it was the distance between life and death.

The blade of the sword was cold, and it had pierced into Ye Gucheng's chest, and he could even feel the tip of the sword touching his heart.

He was about to die under Ximen Chuuxue's sword, but he didn't have any resentment, only a gratitude that no one could understand.

At this moment, Ximen Fuxue wanted to withdraw this move, he had already seen it, but he didn't give him this chance.

He knew that Ximen Chuuxue didn't want to kill him, but he still killed him because Ximen Chuuxue knew that he would rather die by this sword.

——Since you were going to die, why didn't you die under Ximen Chuuxue's sword?To be able to die under Ximen Chuixue's sword is at least more honorable than other methods of death.

The eyes of the two met, and Ye Gucheng let out a long breath from the bottom of his heart, "Thank you."

and also,

"sorry."

He fell.

At this moment, he didn't think of so many things like before. He seemed to see himself standing on the tower of Baiyun City watching Zuo Wushuang practice his sword from a distance. He thought, what he said couldn't be realized, I probably really couldn't get any worse.

He thanked Ximen Chuuxue, because he made him perfect.

He also knew that he was sorry for Ximen Chuuxue, no matter what, his death could not be a matter of laughing to these close friends.

Ximen Chuuxue was still looking at Ye Gucheng, as if he understood his eyes completely.

Ye Gucheng couldn't see the way he nodded at the end, but he knew that Ximen Chuuxue understood what he meant.

The decisive battle that shocked the world has passed, and the enemy who is more respectable than his friends has died under his sword. What else in this world is worthy of his heart and blood?

"I'm sorry... I want to tell her." He looked at Ye Gucheng's body and suddenly hugged him up.

Ding Ao rushed over suddenly and blocked his way with a sword, "You can't take this person away, whether he is dead or alive."

The scene became chaotic because of this, and the joining of Lu Xiaofeng, Sikong Zaixing and others made the guards in the entire Forbidden City completely afraid to act rashly.

Sikong Zhaixing sighed, "If Ximen Chuuxue must take away Ye Gucheng, I just calculated it. If we fight them directly, each of us will have to deal with them at least 310 seven times. Two fists are difficult for the fourth hand, Two hands against more than 600 hands must be uncomfortable."

Taoist Mu suddenly smiled and said, "Don't forget that you have three hands."

Sikong Zhaixing also laughed.

They laughed easily, as if no one in the Forbidden City could stop them.

Whether it's Lu Xiaofeng, Sikong Zaixing, or Ximen Chuuxue, all they think about at the moment is to take out the corpse of this unparalleled swordsman.

He doesn't belong here, never.

The first thing he did when he came out of the imperial city was to find Zuo Wushuang. After watching that shocking battle, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't describe how he felt right now. He didn't even know what he was going to say to Zuo Wushuang. You are right, Simon has returned victorious.

When he walked into the Zuixiang Building in the middle of the night, what he saw was wine jars all over the floor, and she seemed to be a little drunk after lying on the table and still drinking.

"...Yo, why didn't you speak when you came?"

It was the first time that Lu Xiaofeng wanted to hang his head when she saw her, but after a long while, he mustered up the courage to speak, "...you are right."

She didn't seem to be affected at all, "Oh, did Simon win? What about others, let him come over and have a drink together to celebrate."

——What are you celebrating!Who is this look on your face for? !

He stared at Zuo Wushuang firmly, and said word by word, "Ye, Gu, Cheng, died."

"...I... didn't I ask Sikong Zhaixing to give me a message, so I'll wait for Ximen's triumphant return?"

"Zuo Wushuang!" He couldn't help snatching the wine from her hand, "Do you know what you are doing?!"

She glanced at him, calmly took another jar of wine from under the table and unsealed it, "Drinking, do you still need to ask?"

Lu Xiaofeng felt that he had never been so angry with the captain, not even when she and Sikong Zaixing played around with him before.

The most important thing is that she was obviously about to cry, but her tone was still so stubborn, and she couldn't pull it back at all.

"Are you planning to stay here and drink until you die?!"

Zuo Wushuang ignored him, still drinking heavily, as if he hadn't heard it.

With a bang, the table she was half leaning on was directly kicked over by him, Lu Xiaofeng, who has always been fond of women and jade, never had such a time before, he never thought of it.

She fell to the ground in an instant without any strength, and the first thing she did was to continue pouring wine into her mouth.

But the doctor's crisp voice made her hesitate for a long time before she dared to lower her head. The jade pendant in her arms fell out at some point and fell to the ground and became three petals.

Staring blankly at the broken jade pendant in front of him, Zuo Wushuang bit his lower lip fiercely and closed his eyes.

She still remembers Ye Gucheng's arm that was as stiff as hers when he kissed her that night. He must have been very nervous at that time, really...

When he woke up, he found this jade pendant. Although he always resented him for not expressing his meaning clearly earlier, he was still reluctant to let it go.

"Wu Shuang!" Sikong Zaixing happened to see this scene when he rushed in, he held back all the words he was going to say, and looked at Lu Xiaofeng who seemed to be still angry.

"……what have you done?"

"I can't stand it anymore." Lu Xiaofeng walked over to pull her up, but was stopped by a person who suddenly flew down from the second floor.

Zuo Wushuang didn't bother to care about what they were doing, she only had the shattered jade pendant in her eyes.

Really broken, all broken.

There is no way out.

What to do? What to do? What to do.

The three men in the lobby had known her for many years, but they were all stunned when they saw her in such a distraught state for the first time.

It looked like she was about to cry, but she bit her lip all the time without a single tear.

But it was this appearance that made them feel that this matter was far more serious than they had imagined before.

She suddenly grabbed her sword and walked straight out of the door, even throwing the three-petal jade pendant where it was without taking it.

Just as Sikong Zaixing wanted to chase him out, he was stopped by Lu Xiaofeng.

"...Let her be quiet for a while, we are here, she can't release her emotions."

After this battle, Ximen Chuuxue took Ye Gucheng's body to bury him. From then on, there was no more Baiyun City Lord.

Ye Gucheng's death was a kind of relief for him, but for the living, it was a kind of torture.