Lu Xiaofeng's sword screams nine days

Regardless of how Gong Jiu plans, Ye Gucheng lives a leisurely life.

This time he acted hastily and had no purpose, fortunately he ran into Lu Xiaofeng on the way, the two went south together, found Huamanlou, lived temporarily in Huamanlou's Baihualou, their days were considered peaceful and comfortable.

Huamanlou loves flowers, it's as natural as Lu Xiaofeng's love of wine and Ye Gucheng's love of swords.However, holding a pot of flowers every day and never leaving his hands for basic necessities, food, and daily life seems to be a bit too much.Ye Gucheng is not a person who likes to talk about people's right and wrong, not to mention that he himself never leaves his sword, Hua Manlou holds a pot of flowers and never lets go, it seems... understandable...

Lu Xiaofeng has never been a gentleman, and he has to make fun of his friend's behavior if he finds it strange.That's his friend, why should he be polite?

At this moment, the three of them sat facing each other, and in front of Ye Gucheng was a cup of this year's newly made Monkey King. The faint orchid fragrance belonging to Monkey King dissipated in the air, making one forget the world.Ye Gucheng actually doesn't like tea, but if he doesn't like it, it doesn't mean he doesn't understand it.The son who was carefully raised by the aristocratic family, the six arts of a gentleman, which ones have not dabbled in, which ones have never been mastered.

Ye Gucheng likes to drink white water.Because what he pursues is purity.He was originally a pure person, so he was also pure swordsmanship.Yes is yes, yes is yes, life is life, death is death.There is no possibility of turning around.So he chooses to leave, to let go of the ambiguous relationship with Gong Jiu.

Huamanlou originally had picturesque eyebrows. At this moment, he was concentrating on drinking a cup of good tea and spending a quiet time with a few friends, and the brows became more peaceful and graceful.In front of him was a complicated tea set, but he made it so perfectly that people almost forgot that he couldn't see things.

At Huamanlou's hand, there is always a palm-sized white jade pot, in which there is an orchid, with white leaves, faintly patterned with golden lines.No fragrance, but it looks lush.

Lu Xiaofeng played with the wine glass in his hand.He didn't drink tea with Ye Gucheng and Huamanlou, and he really didn't understand how good the white water is, it's not as good as the wine in the cup.

Lu Xiaofeng drank a lot, and he almost consumed most of the Baihua brewed by Huamanlou himself.This can be regarded as his blessing, Huamanlou is not good for wine, but it produces the most mellow wine, Ximen Chuuxue does not drink, but Wanmei Villa has the coldest wine, Ye Gucheng does not drink too much, but Baiyun City hides the world Rare wine.

However, Lu Xiaofeng's alcohol capacity is very good, after drinking so much wine, his eyes still have no confusion.He swept back and forth between a pot of flowers in Huamanlou's hand and Ye Gucheng, and suddenly slapped his thigh and shouted, "Oh, Huamanlou, your flower really looks like a person."

Huamanlou was a little inexplicable, he had "seen" the potted flower in his hand, but he had never seen Ye Gucheng.It was also a coincidence. When Huamanlou was dusting the potted flower, he accidentally put his fingers on the flower leaves. The image of this potted flower appeared in his mind. spirit.Perhaps, this flower hides a little fairy who has become a spirit.

After getting along with each other for a long time, Huamanlou can slowly feel the emotions of this potted flower. At the beginning, most of them were negative emotions, such as unwillingness, despair, and wishing to die.Then, slowly, the potted flower began to feel peaceful, even when Hua Manlou put it elsewhere, it tried to show dissatisfaction with itself.Huamanlou has always cared for flowers and plants, so, following this orchid's mind, she always keeps it with her.

Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard, looking a little embarrassed.The longer we get along with Hua Manlou, the easier it is to forget that he is blind, but this is indeed an indisputable fact.So Lu Xiaofeng hastened to make amends, "Your flower, it's white leaves and golden borders." Lu Xiaofeng paused slightly, looked at Ye Gucheng, and said fearlessly, "The city lord is also a white robe with golden patterns embroidered on it."

Ye Gucheng didn't care about Lu Xiaofeng's rudeness.He and Lu Xiaofeng had known each other for more than ten years, and he was used to Lu Xiaofeng's intermittent convulsions that didn't grow his head.

However, Hua Manlou's keen sense of breath easily caught the flash of coercion in Ye Gucheng's breath, and smiled apologetically at Ye Gucheng, "He has always been like this, the city lord is no wonder."

Naturally, Ye Gucheng couldn't argue with Lu Xiaofeng, picked up the tea with the best shade and luster from the second shop, and took a sip, "He should be glad that Ah Jiu is not here, otherwise..." Ye Gucheng suddenly couldn't continue.Otherwise, what should I do, Lu Xiaofeng might not be able to keep his eyebrows and beard.

This isn't the first time the two brothers have been apart for a long time.It was the first time Ye Gucheng took the initiative to separate from Gong Jiu.His younger brother, after all, has grown up, but he has such thoughts for him.He doesn't feel disgusted, but sad, and when the relationship is anxious, everyone will feel sad.

Ye Gucheng is not afraid of being stabbed in the back by the people of the world, he is only afraid of hurting his loved ones.People say nothing to be afraid of, but people's hearts are scary.Ye Gucheng thought that the matter of love was no longer on his mind, but when it really came to him, he already cared about it, and how could he calmly deal with it if someone who was a proper collector would tease him?

Ye Gucheng finally had to admit that he is not an immortal who can be sealed with a single sword, he will also be entangled, and he will also be tortured by love.Love is like looking at each other, distance is like participating in business.It is said that it is easy for lovers to part, but it is very difficult to get together.Ye Gucheng admits that he has feelings for Gong Jiu, but after all, it is not the kind that Gong Jiu expected.

Lu Xiaofeng seemed to have noticed Ye Gucheng's strangeness, his words were a little embarrassing, he drank the wine in his glass, and asked, "By the way, City Lord, why don't you see Mr. Jiu this time?" In my impression, Ye Gucheng and Gong Jiu always appeared together Yes, this time Ye Gucheng was alone, which made Lu Xiaofeng quite surprised. After holding back for a long time, he finally asked out the doubts in his heart.

Ye Gucheng has restrained his special expression just now, and now his face is full of years of bullying Saixue, and his expression is the same.His tone was flat, "The Queen Mother's birthday banquet, and the kings came to Beijing, so he can't leave without permission." Regarding Gong Jiu's identity, he didn't hide it from Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou, so when Ye Gucheng gave a little clue, Lu Xiaofeng said No more questions.

Lu Xiaofeng is a member of the Jianghu, and a member of the Jianghu should not meddle in the affairs of the court.

The atmosphere is a little condensed.However, as long as Lu Xiaofeng is there, there will never be a cold silence.He nestled carelessly on the bed, put up one hand, and said happily, "It's a pity that the ninth son can't come, otherwise let him meet Ximen, and they will definitely become friends." Lu Xiaofeng smiled, and a smile appeared on his face. A dimple, with a childish innocence in his brows, it is not at all obvious that he is an old fritter who has been in the rivers and lakes for more than 20 years.

Ye Gucheng's hand that was caressing the teacup paused, and slowly put it on the saber at his waist. There was a little fighting intent in his voice, but the joy of meeting the same kind was in his eyes. He slowly pursed his plump lips, as if There are a lot of things to say, but in the end, I just spit out four words slowly. "Ximen, Fuxue?"

The very light words made Lu Xiaofeng suddenly startled.He was only interested in introducing friends, but he forgot that when two people who love swords become obsessed meet, how could they not have a competition?

Ximen Chuuxue's sword is a murderous sword.

Ye Gucheng's sword has never shown mercy.

When Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng met, they must have been close friends.However, when the two swords meet, it is, no!die!No!stop!

Hua Manlou could naturally sense the fighting spirit in Ye Gucheng's body. He didn't say anything, but just picked up a pot of tea, raised his wrist, and lowered it.The clear tea water is continuous, and there is a sound like broken jade in the teacup, stirring up the fragrance in the room.He slowly brought the tea to Ye Gucheng. "Ximen Chuuxue and the city lord, if you don't fight, you will die. If you fight, I am afraid that the world is doomed to lose a peerless magic weapon."

Hua ManLou's voice was neither fast nor slow, as soft as the wind of willows in March.He himself never thought that he could dissuade Ye Gucheng. What's more, whether to fight or not to fight is Ye Gucheng's choice.Just as life is also me, death is also me.Ye Gucheng is sure to be happy in victory, and calm in defeat.

Ye Gucheng took Huamanlou's tea and didn't drink it in a hurry, but just put it on the table. He naturally knew the result of Huamanlou's words.At this moment, Ye Gucheng went through all the arrangements for these years in detail, and made sure that everything was safe with Gong Jiu.

With absolutely white fingers, he picked up the light blue teacup and took a sip.There is a slight astringency between the lips and teeth, and the tea is almost tasteless after five times.Ye Gucheng didn't frown because of the taste of the tea, but drank it slowly.At the end, just when Huamanlou thought Ye Gucheng would not answer, Ye Gucheng's cold voice came.

He said, "I have been sincere in the way of swords all my life, so why should I take matters of life and death to heart."

Huamanlou and Lu Xiaofeng sighed in unison.They knew that Ye Gucheng would walk this road sooner or later, and Ximen Chuuxue had come a long way.At the moment of life and death, the sword will break through, or the swordsman will perish.At the level of Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue, the ordinary epiphany has no effect on the improvement of their swordsmanship. Only this life-and-death test can break the bottleneck.

There are rumors in the world that Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng have already stood at the pinnacle of kendo, but no one knows where the pinnacle of kendo is.

Thousands of miles away in the capital, Gong Jiu fell asleep hugging a brocade quilt, and the brocade quilt seemed to still retain the warmth of Ye Gucheng.Every time when falling asleep, it is the time when Lianxin Gu looks for food, Gong Jiuyin endures the intermittent heart-piercing pain, and falls asleep lightly when the pain is mild.

Today, news of my brother came from the hidden guards around my brother. In fact, Ye Gucheng had no intention of hiding his whereabouts from Gong Jiu at all. The hidden guards around them were all from Peach Blossom Island, and they had their own contact methods, so there was no need for Gong Jiu to search for it. He only needs to instruct his surroundings to comfort him, contact those around Ye Gucheng, and he can easily find out Ye Gucheng's whereabouts.

My brother is in Jiangnan, so he should be having a good time.When Gong Jiu thought of it, there was an unconcealable smile on his lips.He didn't know how he could be so unpromising, but just getting a little bit of news from that person made him feel elated and extremely satisfied.

That night.Still dreaming, tender as before.

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