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

Ye Zhiran did not see Huang Shang's final ending.After she finished saying that, her eyes suddenly went dark, and she fell down straight.

Everyone in the audience hadn't recovered from the shocking fact that the junior sister had actually defeated Elder Huang, when they saw a flash of white shadow, Ye Gucheng had appeared on the stage, and stretched out his arms to embrace the unconscious girl in white .

"Her room?" Ye Gucheng looked back at Sanying and Sixiu in the audience, and was stunned for a while. Ye Xiuzhu was the first to react, "In the courtyard behind the mountain..." She seemed not ready to let her go The white-clothed swordsman who took over his junior sister paused and said softly, "Let me lead the way for Lord Ye."

It wasn't until the snow-white figure disappeared into the woods in the mountains that everyone in the martial arts field finally came back to their senses.

"Oops, Elder Huang!" Zhang Yingfeng quickly turned his head to look at the stage, only to find that Huang Shang was still standing there like a dead tree, the hem of his clothes being torn by the wind and rattling.He frowned, and jumped forward, only to find that he had already been tapped, which was why he stood there obediently.Just now, the little junior sister fainted after finishing speaking, and there was no chance to make a move, so the one who tapped Huang Shang's acupoints could only be...

"When did Lord Ye make the move?" Su Shaoying, who jumped onto the stage after Zhang Yingfeng, was full of disbelief. They stared at the stage from the beginning to the end, but no one noticed his movement.He took a deep breath, his eyes a little dignified.Ye Gucheng's martial arts seemed to be more unfathomable than they imagined.At least, if Huang Shang faced him just now, probably, only one sword is needed.

He smiled wryly, should he say, luckily they are not enemies?

Through the corridor of the courtyard, the room next to the garden is Ye Zhiran's room.The things in the room are a bit messy, the half-drunk tea on the table has not been cleared away, and an embroidery frame is placed near the window, the Spring Sleeping Begonia on the frame is half embroidered, and the silk threads of various colors are placed in a mess beside the embroidery frame on the small table.

Ordinarily this is Ye Zhiran's boudoir, and even Sanying hasn't come in since she was seven years old, so it seems inappropriate to let Ye Gucheng in like this.But at this moment, the situation was urgent, and Ye Xiuzhu didn't think too much about it, so she brought him in directly.Even if she thought about it later, thinking of the relationship between Lord Ye and her junior sister, she felt relieved.

The man in white gently placed the girl in his arms on the bed, then sat down beside her bed, brushing her wrist with his slender and clean fingers.

"City Master Ye, little junior sister, she..." After standing in front of the bed and waiting quietly for a long time, Ye Xiuzhu finally couldn't help it, and said carefully.

Ye Gucheng glanced at her indifferently, the anxious and worried expression on her face did not seem to be fake.

"No problem." He paused, and the expression on Ye Xiuzhu's face did not ease in the slightest, "Just rest for a few days."

Ye Zhiran's sudden fainting meant that she was tired.Naturally, it wouldn't be so tiring to just fight with others, but she didn't just fight!It can be said that in the battle with Huang Shang just now, Ye Zhiran directly broke through to a level, not only in martial arts, but also in her state of mind.Ye Gucheng saw this and did not stop him.But even after she breaks through, let her fight Huang Shang again, she may not be able to fight at her level at that time.

The realm of "Sword Wisdom is clear, things and I forget" is not something that can be entered casually. Talent, opportunity, and state of mind are all indispensable, but once entered, it will definitely benefit people a lot.Just like this time, when she wakes up to meet her again, it will inevitably be a qualitative leap in swordsmanship.

Hearing what Ye Gucheng said, Ye Xiuzhu carefully looked at Ye Zhiran's expression.Sure enough, although she was a little pale, it could be seen that she was tired rather than injured. She finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Ye Gucheng.City Lord Ye's aura is as strong as ever, but after getting along with him for a while, Ye Xiuzhu is more or less used to it.Thinking of the mess in front of her, she couldn't help but feel a little headache.

"City Master Ye, I haven't finished dealing with the matter ahead, I still need to rush to the front hall. Junior sister here... please trouble City Master Ye."

Ye Gucheng nodded slightly, without turning his head, his cold eyes fell on the girl on the bed.Ye Xiuzhu didn't care, she bowed, turned and left lightly, and closed the door behind her.

On the bed, the clear and lively eyes of the girl in white were quietly closed, her brows were slightly frowned, and the sunlight outside the window slanted in through the hollow carvings on the wooden window frame. His cheeks were pale and transparent under the sun, and the unprecedented fragility between his brows made people feel distressed.

Ye Gucheng looked at her quietly, with confusion in his expression.The moment Ye Zhiran fell down just now, his heart tightened and he almost rushed to the stage without even thinking about it.How many years has it been since he acted faster than thought?Since he was an adult, or a teenager, or...from the time he took up the sword and swore an oath before the spirit of his parents.

His actions have always been carefully planned step by step, like a dense net, covering the entire Baiyun City, and then spreading to the entire rivers and lakes.He's used to being in control, whether it's a sword or a person.

For the first time, someone let his own actions out of control.

In fact, when Ye Zhiran and Huang Shang fought halfway, he had already anticipated the situation at this moment.He fainted from exhaustion, and after waking up, his swordsmanship improved to a higher level.This is good, and he doesn't need to stop it.But when he really saw her fall down on the stage, he actually felt a little bit of regret.

The hand holding her wrist slowly tightened, and Ye Gucheng's eyes gradually deepened.

In the beginning, he chose Ye Zhiran only because she had the highest talent in swordsmanship among the people he had ever met.But slowly, this girl had more and more influence on him.

Was called by a letter from Baiyun City to Shanxi?How long has it been since he "enjoyed" this kind of treatment? Even Nan Wang couldn't let him be like this...

Ye Gucheng looked down at the girl on the bed, and gently brushed her side face with his fair and slender fingers.He suddenly remembered the words of her younger brother before he died, even if he knew the plan was made, he still acted subconsciously and was not controlled by his thoughts... The corners of the swordsman's lips in white slowly curled up, and he suddenly wanted to see it. If you let it go, how far can this little girl in front of you affect yourself.

When Ye Zhiran woke up, it was already the morning of the next day, and the pale golden morning light flooded the room through the open window.The soft light in the room can be felt through the thin curtains on the bed.There were a few sporadic birdsongs outside the window, as well as the howling of swords hidden in the wind.

As soon as she opened the curtain, she got up and got out of bed, pushed open the door, and the fresh air with a faint fragrance of grass and trees in the morning rushed to her face.In the courtyard, Ye Gucheng practiced his sword under the tree.The white robes are flying, and the sword energy is vertical and horizontal.Ye Zhiran leaned against the door, watching him quietly.Her long black hair was blown up by the wind, and the cold and dangerous pressure from the sword energy swept across her. She blinked and touched her chest.Well, her heartbeat did quicken.

When she was in Baiyun City before, every morning after being taught by Ye Gucheng, she was so tired that she could only vent her anger. This was the first time she saw him practice sword.Ms. Ye has to say that Master Ye's sword practice is beyond handsome!

She leaned against the door quietly, the pale golden sunlight flooded the entire courtyard, and she suddenly remembered a sentence she read in a book in her previous life.I only wish that the reality is stable and the years are quiet.

After staying on Mount Emei for a few days, Dugu Yihe came back, deeply fulfilling his central idea of ​​not returning to the mountain until the matter is over, and Miss Ye didn't even have the strength to complain.

Walking along the white wall to the depths of the yard is the place where Dugu's head is resting at this time. All the way, the flowers and trees are scattered, and the sunlight casts fine halos from the branches of the trees. Turning around the corner, there is a voice of talking, and Ye Zhiran's footsteps stop. He stopped, and heard the voices of his master and senior brother.She was about to move on when she was suddenly frozen in place by a few words that appeared in the conversation.

First came the thick and deep voice of my master, "Have you started preparations for Zhiran's head succession ceremony?"

Then there was the clear and pleasant voice of the elder brother, "Elder Huang will start after he is imprisoned, master don't have to worry..."

The rest of the words were faintly blown away by the wind, and she didn't need to listen carefully, just those words just now were enough to make her stunned.

She just heard the magic horse?Zhiran?Head Succession Ceremony?

Ci'ao, why is it that she understands the arrangement and combination of these words so magically?It's so amazing that people can't understand it at all!

Sister Ye Zhiran, who was struck by a thunderbolt, finally understood how she felt when she was struck by lightning.After a while, she finally came to her senses, she didn't have time to think about it, she just used her lightness kung fu and escaped like flying.

On the back mountain of Emei, in the small courtyard where Ye Gucheng lived temporarily, a man in white was sitting by the window, holding a scroll in his right hand.His slender fingers clasped the pages of the book, his eyes slightly lowered.The figure in white clothes like snow looks even more indifferent and dusty in the cold light of the morning.

The sound of messy footsteps approached quickly, and the door of the room was pushed open with a bang.The girl who opened the door and rushed in didn't have the heart to appreciate the handsome and sharp profile of the city lord, and ran directly to him, raised her hand and took out the book in his hand.There are not many people in this world who dare to take the book away and interrupt Ye Gucheng without saying hello when he is reading, and even fewer are alive.However, the girl in front of her is one of them.

Ye Gucheng raised his head, his dark eyes were filled with helplessness, "What's wrong?"

"Hey, City Lord Ye. As the City Lord of Baiyun City, you must be very busy and have a lot of things to do, right?"

The man in white raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes thoughtful.

Ye Zhiran casually put the book aside, supported the table with one hand and stood up, looking at him seriously with big eyes.

"Let's go down, now, immediately!"

The author has something to say: After writing the last sentence, suddenly there is a feeling that the girl is going to elope with the city lord...