[Lu Xiaofeng Sword III] The Emei faction is playing a big game of chess

"You said let me wait for two days, today is the third day."

Ye Zhiran stared blankly at Ye Gucheng who was standing in front of her, without turning her head for a long time.After a while, I finally realized that this is... the Lord City Lord was explaining to her why he appeared here?

"City Master Ye...you..." Su Shaoying looked at the white-clothed swordsman who suddenly appeared in astonishment, and was about to ask something when the sudden noise from the hall overwhelmed her.

"Master Ye? He is Ye Gucheng?!"

"It must be! Who else has such a cold sword energy besides him!"

"Why did City Lord Ye appear in our Emei Sect..."

It has to be said that sometimes things of a kind gather and people are divided into groups. The saying is quite true. Emei has sent out the wonderful Yan Renying, and the unreliable master Dugu Yihe. Although the other brothers of the same school are not extraordinary It is true... there is no way to go...

There is still a coup d'état by the elders here. As soon as Ye Gucheng came out, everyone's attention was immediately shifted to him.The young people who finally saw their idols were very excited. The whole hall of Xuanzhen Temple was like a pot of boiling water, and the atmosphere was called a warm and full idol meeting.Ye Zhiran saw a black line, I said, they are dealing with a coup and a rebellion.Can you be more serious, be more serious!

Looking at all the juniors and juniors who were chattering so high that they didn't even care about the swords around their necks, Ye Zhiran suddenly felt a deep...feeling of shame...

I'm going to make a big fuss, do you dare to work harder!Junior brother over there, aren't you rebelling?You are so excited when Ye Gucheng comes out!Ciao, don't shake your hands!Your sword is still on a man's neck!Shake and make a hole, do you know that!Shake it a couple more times and that junior under your command will kill you!

Unable to adapt to the atmosphere that turned from drama to comedy, Ye Zhiran resolutely turned her attention to Huang Shang.Well, it's better to look at it here! (…)

From the moment Ye Gucheng appeared, his complexion darkened. Watching him walk to Ye Zhiran's side step by step, his complexion also turned black little by little until it was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"This is your backhand?!" He looked at Ye Zhiran coldly.The girl in white filial piety silently looked at the sky, and she said, don't you believe it...

"Ye Zhiran! Don't forget, this is an internal matter of the Emei Sect! Outsiders are not allowed to interfere!"

"Oh?" Ye Zhiran raised her eyebrows as she looked at the sanctimonious Elder Huang who was accusing him angrily, "Then Elder Huang, can you tell me..." She gently drew an arc with her fingers, drawing the words that appeared later. A person in Tsing Yi circled, "What are these people doing here?"

Ye Gucheng's appearance was not what she expected, but since he came, it is undeniable that the moment Ye Zhiran saw the white figure, the slight anxiety in Ye Zhiran's heart suddenly disappeared.She raised her eyes and smiled at him, then looked at Huang Shang, and took a light step forward.

"Elder Huang, you are a smart person. You should know that we have the upper hand in this situation. Although you know it may be nonsense, do you want to think about getting caught without a fight?"

At this time, she had walked into the siege of Sanying and Sixiu, and was only a few steps away from Huang Shang. Su Shaoying stood behind her and said lazily, "Elder Huang, whether to beat you or surrender you, let's talk about it quickly. Standing with the sword for so long makes my hands sore..."

Huang Shang looked at the girl in front of him with a cloudy expression, his eyes flickered, and suddenly he took a step forward very quickly unexpectedly by everyone, and slapped out with his palm.

Although Emei martial arts is good at swordsmanship, the palm technique of close attack is not weak. Huang Shang's palm is more than a thousand catties in strength, and there is a sound of wind and thunder. Ye Zhiran was caught off guard. If he was really hit by this palm, his meridians would be severely injured, or he would be killed on the spot.

It's just... Was she really caught off guard and unexpected?The moment Huang Shang made his move, a faint smile curled up on the lips of the girl in white, and she took a leisurely step back.However, the moment her figure moved, an accident still happened...

"Fang... Junior brother..." Ye Zhiran stared blankly at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of her, almost speechless in astonishment.As Huang Shang's direct disciple, the place where Fang Yao was standing just now was naturally next to Elder Huang.The moment he realized that his master was attacking Ye Zhiran, he jumped in front of her almost without thinking, and took Elder Huang's palm with his own body.

Bright red blood dripped down the corners of his lips, and the young man in white slowly turned his head, showing a difficult smile, "Zhiran...you're fine, it's fine..."

She's fine, of course she'll be fine!In the first place, it was her own Elder Jihuang who made the move, so she had been on guard for a long time, how could something happen to her!

"Yao'er!" Elder Huang stared at the young man under his palm in shock, and was about to grab him for inspection.As soon as his body moved, he was forced away by Zhang Yingfeng's sword. Yan Renying and Su Shaoying took advantage of the situation and cut into the battle.

Without worrying about Elder Huang who was surrounded by Sanying, Ye Zhiran pulled the young man in front of her anxiously and angrily, her fingers hurriedly sealed several large acupuncture points around him, and held his wrist with one hand to transmit the true energy of Yunshang In the past, then, the heart slowly sank.

Huang Shang's palm hit his heart by coincidence, and he was caught off guard, so he didn't have time to use his internal strength to resist.Ye Zhiran slowly let go of the hand holding his wrist, let it hang down slightly, and then tightened it tightly.

"Idiot..." Her defenselessness just now was faking, faking it!With senior brothers and sisters and Ye Gucheng around, how could something happen to her!Even City Lord Ye who was not far away saw her purpose and stood there without coming over, this idiot... Ye Zhiran bit her lip, suddenly unable to express what mood she was in right now.She really didn't like Fang Yao, but after all, she grew up with him from the same family, and she never wanted him to die.

Fang Yao leaned on her shoulder and coughed a few times, bright red blood flowed down the corner of his lips, but he looked at the girl in front of him indifferently, her figure was deeply reflected in the dark jade-like pupils, " ...I know...but I can't help it...subconsciously, I don't want to see you take risks..."

Ye Zhiran's body trembled slightly, and her fingers pinched deeply into her palm.The people around were still talking intermittently.

"...that jade pendant...thousand miles chasing soul fragrance...it's not me...I never thought of harming you..."

"I know." The girl in white lowered her head, still holding his wrist with her other hand, losing her true energy.She guessed it when he suddenly rushed out to block the attack for her.A person who will subconsciously attack her immediately and fatally will never plan to send someone to kill her.

"Zhiran..." The young man in white is still staring at him deeply, his eyes are gentle and focused, with a little pity and joy, "... I know, you never like me... If we can meet again in the next life... ...can you...give me a chance..."

Ye Zhiran bit her lip and said in a low voice, "Okay."

A relieved smile appeared on Fang Yao's face, and he took a difficult look in the direction of Huang Shang who was besieged by Sanying, "...he is my master after all..."

These are the last words he left.The Yunshang Heart Sutra is a holy medicine for healing, but it is not a panacea.The wrist held in the palm slowly became cold, and the pulse under the thin skin had stopped beating.Ye Zhiran stood up silently.

Zhang Yingfeng, Yan Renying and Su Shaoying are regarded as pride by Dugu Yihe. Talented martial arts are naturally not weak. Although they may not be able to beat Huang Shang alone, but together, the tacit bonus of practicing swords together for many years is not easy to deal with. .What's more, at this time, Huang Shang's mood was in a state of confusion, and he was in a state of defeat.

"This old man is the Great Elder of Emei. If the head of the sect doesn't directly order the abolition of the position of elder for a day, this old man will be your elder for a day! Su Shaoying, Yan Renying, Zhang Yingfeng! Are you trying to offend me?!"

Zhang Yingfeng paused when he drew his sword, turned his head slightly and glanced at the little junior sister who was standing aside, and looked at Su Shaoying who had also thought of a certain key for a few seconds, then retracted the sword at the same time, and then stopped the unwilling Yan Renying rushed forward.

"What Elder Huang said is that we juniors really shouldn't interfere in this matter. Then, Elder Huang, how are you going to solve it?"

After hearing Zhang Yingfeng's words, Huang Shang snorted coldly and was about to speak when the second elder Ye Heng stepped forward.

"Huang Shang, don't be sloppy with the juniors. They are not qualified. As the law enforcement elder, the old man is always qualified to meet you for a while!"

He didn't pay attention to him at all, but stared at Zhi Fangyao in the middle of the crowd, the girl in white who lowered her head and said nothing after her death, "In the past, only the head of the elder could punish the elders for making mistakes. Since Dugu Yihe is not here... ..." His eyes swept across the corpse on the ground that had been half supported by Emei disciples, his hands trembled, then he looked up at Ye Zhiran coldly, his eyes were bloodshot, and said, "Ye Zhiran, do you dare to come up and fight this old man?"

Ye Zhiran was slightly taken aback, then lowered her eyes slightly.Fang Yao is Huang Shang's eldest disciple, and after so many years of affection, it is not an exaggeration to say that he has the same affection as father and son.But just now...whether she is willing or not, he did die because of her...

She was pinching someone's palm with her fingers by her side, and just as she was about to speak, a murderous aura, as cold as an underground cold pool, suddenly exploded, sweeping across the entire hall.The tit-for-tat atmosphere was instantly broken, as if a bucket of ice and snow were poured on the burning ashes, and the entire hall was instantly silent, and the sound of needles falling could be heard.The Emei disciples who were weaker in martial arts in the back row began to tremble, and barely supported the wall to stand, and their hands holding swords began to be unstable.Several of them almost couldn't bear the pressure and fell to the ground.

Ye Zhiran's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and she turned her head.The man in white stood there calmly.Even though all the Emei disciples around him were wearing white mourning clothes, people could still spot him in the crowd at a glance.Pure and handsome, with an outstanding demeanor, the whole person is even more clean and dusty under the agitation of the sword energy around him, and he is high above without a trace of worldly fireworks.

The girl in white frowned slightly, always feeling...the City Lord is not in a good mood...why?

Standing in the center of the hall, Huang Shang, who was facing the double impact of sharp sword energy and Sen Han's killing intent, was already pale, with cold sweat on his forehead, he gritted his teeth under the tremendous pressure and said, "City Master Ye, you What does this mean..."

Ye Gucheng looked at him indifferently and did not speak, and slowly stroked the hilt of the sword with his slender and clean fingers.Just this movement made Huang Shang's hair stand up all over his body, and his face turned paler. He stared at the movement of the white-clothed swordsman without blinking his eyes.As time passed by, the killing intent on Ye Gucheng became more and more serious and almost solidified. Huang Shang's face was as pale as paper, his body began to shake and tremble, and finally he couldn't hold back and shouted, "This is Regarding the internal affairs of the Emei faction, Ye Gucheng, if you are not a member of the Emei faction, you cannot take action!

Ye Gucheng's gaze did not fluctuate at all, it was as indifferent and indifferent as looking at an ant.cannot?What he wants to do, no one has ever dared to say no to him.not to mention……

"City Master Ye is the fiancé of Junior Sister, of course he can make a move!"

Shi Xiuyun's blurted words instantly shocked the audience, like the thunder of the Nine Heavens thundering across the border, the suppression effect was even more ferocious than when Ye Gucheng released his murderous aura just now.For a while, not to mention those Emei disciples whose eyeballs fell all over the place, even Ye Zhiran herself had an expression of having just survived the forty-nine calamities. She was so shocked that she completely forgot the sadness of Fang Yao's death just now, and stared dumbfounded. My fourth senior sister.How did she know... No, no!When did the city lord become her fiancé?Why is she, the person involved, completely ignorant? Hey!

The eyes of everyone in the hall instantly focused on Ye Zhiran, the girl in white had a calm expression on her face and her eyes were cold and calm (scared), so everyone collectively looked at Ye Gucheng again.The City Lord's expression was indifferent, and his expression did not fluctuate at all, but!He didn't deny it! !

Damn, this is a big deal! ! !In an instant, it was as if a swarm of bees had entered the hall, buzzing. Even the soaring murderous aura on the city lord could not suppress the enthusiasm of the crowd... or gossip.

Well, we need to understand the young people of the Emei School.This feeling... How should I put it, it's as if one day you are suddenly told that the idol you have always admired and yearned for has actually had a baby kiss with your little sister since childhood, it is more than a horror.What's more, City Lord Ye is not only an idol, his strength is so brutal that it is off the charts, okay? !

Suddenly having such a murderous relative, the young people in Mount Emei expressed that they were a little over-excited and begged for time to adapt.In addition... little senior sister is doing well!Like it decisively!

Huang Shang looked at the white-clothed swordsman a few steps away, and felt chills in his heart. The cold eyes that fell on him were devoid of any emotion, as if looking at a dead person.The chill mixed in the eyes seemed to freeze the heart inch by inch.He watched his hand slowly caressing the hilt of the sword. At this moment, he was like a person who was forced to the edge of a cliff, and if he took another step back, he would be doomed.And this action of Ye Gucheng was the hand that pushed him back, and his heart was instantly desperate like falling into an abyss.Once Ye Gucheng's sword is shot, no one can stop it.At least he couldn't, far from it.And Ye Gucheng has already decided to make a move at this time, he believes that no one can stop him.

Just as Huang Shang was staring desperately at the strange-looking long sword on the waist of the white-clothed swordsman, and everyone held their breaths waiting for the moment when the silver sword light pierced the air, a hand as white as jade rested on it. Ye Gucheng's finger holding the sword.

"I want to give it a try." The girl in white clothes who appeared next to Ye Gucheng looked up at him earnestly at some time, the sunlight that fell through the gaps in the roof tiles fell on the bottom of her eyes, and her black crystal pupils flickered With a little firmness and persistence.

Ye Gucheng lowered his head and looked at her quietly for a few seconds. The girl in white and the tall swordsman looked at each other silently.Not far away, the silent onlookers gasped, the little senior sister is getting more and more courageous!

Ye Gucheng looked at the girl in white indifferently, his clear eyes flickered slightly, and then slowly let go of the hand holding the sword.

"Ye Gucheng?" Ye Zhiran tilted her head, watching him blankly, raising her hand to rub her heart.

"If you can't fight within thirty strokes, I will attack."