Lu Xiaofeng's sword screams nine days

Ximen Chuuxue's sword is very different from Ye Gucheng's.His sword was as thin as water, sharp and narrow like his men, bound in Ugin's scabbard, as silent as Simon Blower the Snow.

And Ye Gucheng's sword is a three-foot epee, the epee has a hidden front. It is not sharp, but a restrained silence.No one can guess how fast such a simple sword can be, and no one can imagine how gorgeous such a heavy sword will dance.

The two looked at each other. "Lord Ximen." Ye Gucheng nodded to the man sitting on the tree stump meditating.The two are also dressed in white, the difference is that Ximen Chuuxue's white clothes are completely plain, while Ye Gucheng's white clothes have golden patterns on the cuffs and necklines.It seems that the costumes also imply the difference in the way of swordsmanship between the two.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't seem to be in a hurry to stand up, and also nodded slightly to Ye Gucheng, "City Master Ye." Then, he slowly got up from the tree stump, with his own style in every move, although different from Ye Gucheng's grace, he also had a certain courage.

Ximen Chuuxue stood up and stood opposite Ye Gucheng. The two men were about the same in stature, like two sharp swords clashing. They seemed to be silent, but the sword was piercing.

"The city lord caught up with that man." Ximen Chuuxue said without any doubts.He never knew the extent of Ye Gucheng's lightness kung fu, but he asked himself that during the time Ye Gucheng was away, if he ran at full speed, he could run through the woods three or five times.Ye Gucheng obviously met someone in the forest, that's why he was so delayed.

Ye Gucheng pursed his lips, not intending to hide it from Ximen Chuuxue. "Yes." He knew that Ximen Chuuxue was a sincere person, if he wanted to have a relationship with him, he would definitely treat him with sincerity.Otherwise, it would not only be an insult to Ximen Chuuxue, but also an insult to herself.

Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng looked at each other, their pure black star eyes met Ye Gucheng's amber eyes, it seemed that there was only white clothes left in their eyes.They are not friends, at least, they treat each other differently from Lu Xiaofeng.They have the same way, the same attachment.They are two swords, so they understand each other's loneliness and pursuit.

Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue are close friends.The word confidant is much heavier than a friend.

Thinking of this, Ximen Chuuxue was slightly moved, "Does the City Lord know who that is?" He knew that Ye Gucheng understood him, so there was no politeness between them.

Ye Gucheng thought about it a few times at this moment, and finally sighed, "That man is my father." He didn't want to tell lies to Ximen Chuuxue, after all, no one wants to tell lies to a sincere person.The reason why Ye Gucheng didn't choose to remain silent was because he didn't want to hide from his rare confidant in this world.

Ximen Chuuxue seemed a little surprised, but didn't ask any further questions.

"It's rare to reunite with the owner today. You and I will explore the way of swords together. Is the owner willing?" Ye Gucheng didn't want to get entangled in the topic of Jade Rakshasa. When he met Ximen Chuuxue, he preferred to chat with him.Tonight's life-and-death duel has brought him to a new realm, and he urgently needs to consolidate this realm.

There was no doubt about Ximen Chuuxue.Ye Gucheng broke through the realm just by watching the battle, not to mention his personal experience, it is indeed a blessing to have such a good friend to discuss together.

The two of them tossed and turned, and after a few jumps, they disappeared into the night.On a black night, a white dress is always conspicuous, but the two of them move too fast, like two shooting stars across the sky, falling into the mortal world.

Yes.Men like Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng, in the world, how often do you hear about them?

The two had a long talk overnight, and they learned a lot.

In the other courtyard of Prince Taiping's mansion, Gong Jiu was impatient.This other courtyard was originally built when King Taiping went to Mount Emei to worship the Buddha, but Gong Jiu sent people to repair it unceremoniously, and brought everyone in.It's just that the time is short and the people in other courtyards are not prepared enough. Although the incense is apricot blossom fragrance, it is not the kind he usually uses.An unfamiliar scent filled the room, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Even more uncomfortable is that his brother is not around.His elder brother had a sword debate with Ximen Chuixue, but he didn't return all night.It never occurred to his brother to have someone send him a letter.

Gong Jiu knew that Ye Gucheng doted on him very much.Although Ye Gucheng always behaved indifferently.However, he only has so many emotions, and only a few people he cares about, what he can give to Gong Jiu may already be all Ye Gucheng has.Gong Jiu knew about these things, so he was able to suppress the restlessness in his heart, and lay dormant beside Ye Gucheng, showing the appearance of a good brother.

However, he himself knows how easily stimulated he is.The faults of the previous life seem to have a different form of expression, he needs someone's long-term attention, he needs those eyes that are always on him.And that person's name can only be Ye Gucheng.

What to do, my dear brother, I really seem to be out of control.

Gong Jiu often feels Shen Ren's coldness.Since that night when Sanskrit fell into a dream and his past was turbulent, he has been in a cold state. Of course, he has never worried about his own fate. Since he knew the trajectory of fate, even if he went against the sky, he would definitely reverse it.

What he was worried about, however, was his dear brother.His elder brother is naturally completely ignorant, so, just like the sword lover in his previous life, he didn't know that he would fall in a life-and-death duel of peerless swordsmen.

Gong Jiu feels frustrated that she can't even control the atmosphere around her brother.The three-foot Qingfeng in the elder brother's hand is his greatest rival in love.He had to restrain his brother on his way to fight with his life and pursue the peak of sword intent.At least, he wants to keep this life for his brother.

Gong Jiu couldn't imagine that one day, when he walked up to the top of the Forbidden City, he could only hug his brother's cold body.He once flew to the top of the Forbidden City alone, and used his delicate and long fingers to paint the bricks and tiles. He only felt his fingertips were hot, as if he still had the heart blood of his previous brother.

On that day, the always arrogant but cautious Nine Young Masters lost control and crushed the glazed tiles of the Forbidden City, attracting a large group of Forbidden Palace guards.

When Ye Gucheng stepped into the other courtyard, what he saw was Gong Jiu pacing in the courtyard.He and Ximen Chuuxue had a long talk all night in the Huxin Pavilion, and at this moment, his body was somewhat dewy, cold and slightly moist.

Seeing Ye Gucheng, Gong Jiu's eyes suddenly lit up, as if the abandoned little beast saw the figure of the mother beast again, and rushed towards Ye Gucheng.He buried his head in Ye Gucheng's neck, sniffing the mixture of sea water and sunlight on his brother's body. At this moment, he was tainted with a little cool smell, and there was a bright grievance in his eyes, "Where did my brother go, I won't tell you." Ah Jiu said."

Gong Jiu and Ye Gucheng are the same height, but they want to put on a coquettish posture. Ye Gucheng is secretly amused, but stretches out his arms to wrap his arms around his waist, letting him lean on him without so much effort. "I met the owner of Ximen Village and talked about kendo." Ye Gucheng was naturally honest with Gong Jiu. This is his younger brother, someone he can never deceive in this world.

"Is Ximen Chuuxue more important than Ah Jiu in my brother's heart?" Gong Jiu put away her aggrieved expression, straightened her face, and looked at Ye Gucheng with a tight expression.

Ye Gucheng was taken aback for a moment, and immediately found it funny.The young man in front of him is not too young, but he is still the same for more than 20 years, pretending to be serious, and plainly accusing himself of being wronged. If he is younger, Ye Gucheng has no doubt that he dares to say "yes", The Ninth Young Master, who was known for his wisdom like a monster when he was young, could cry for him immediately.

The slender and white hand holding the sword was pinched and the general outline was the same as his own, but it appeared more gentle and delicate. He chuckled, "Of course Ah Jiu is the most important." Ye Gucheng felt the smoothness and tenderness under his fingers, and sighed I can't blame Yu Luosha for always pinching his face.

However, Ye Gucheng forgot, how many people in this world can pinch Prince Taiping's face so wantonly?How many people can pinch the face of the lord of Baiyun City without being immortalized?

Seemingly getting a satisfactory answer, Gong Jiu stopped making trouble, and dragged Ye Gucheng into the room of the other courtyard, "Brother hasn't slept all night, the most important thing to my brother, Ah Jiu, let's sleep with him for a while." Emphasized it again "Most importantly", the stubbornness in the tone made Ye Gucheng laugh.Naturally, he did not refuse Gong Jiu's request to sleep on the same bed.

The two brothers lay on the wide rolling bed and gradually fell asleep.A delicate woman's hand quietly wrapped around her thin waist, Gong Jiu put on a smile at the corner of her mouth, completely unable to see the appearance of being wronged just now.

The spring flowers are in full bloom, and the ears and temples are grinding together. How can it be said that the love of the Tao can be clearly expressed after a few years.