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

In the courtyard, a tree of crimson crabapple flowers bloomed fiercely, and the pink petals fluttered down with the breeze blowing into the courtyard, like a romantic flower rain.This plant, which completely violates its growing season and blooms brilliantly in winter, is particularly attractive among the greenery in the yard.

When the swordsman in white stepped into the courtyard, his eyes fell on this abnormally blooming flower, his eyes were as cold as a bottomless pool.

At this moment, a gust of wind passed by, and the lingering sword glow mixed with the momentum of thunder came through the air.It seems that the speed is very slow, but when I was shocked, I found that it was in front of me, as if breaking through the limitations of time and space, extremely overbearing and weird.

But the man in white stood there without dodging or evading, as if he had never heard of it before, and raised his hand casually.Between the clean and slender fingers, a ray of sword energy blew slowly like a breeze, and hit the blade glow that pierced through the air head-on.The moment the two came into contact, an invisible energy erupted suddenly, sweeping across the entire courtyard like a hurricane, as if a force capable of destroying heaven and earth was galloping in the air.The branches crackled in the gust of wind, and the floor seemed to be lifted up by a huge force before it hit the ground before it shattered into dozens of pieces in the air, thick smoke and dust dissipating in the air.

The cozy and quiet courtyard changed from extremely quiet to extremely dynamic in an instant, but the strange thing is that this explosive change only happened in the space between the two people facing each other far away.Whether it was the willow branches hanging slightly beside the swordsman in white, or the crabapple tree behind the man in a black long gown standing behind his hands, it seemed that they were not affected in the slightest.The pink petals falling slowly, stirring the broken stones and smoke, seem to be in two worlds.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, Ye Gucheng put down his hand, and the clear liquid in the small white jade wine glass in his hand was as smooth as a mirror, without the slightest shock.

Yu Luocha casually threw the wine glass, and he also took it casually.During the whole process, there was only one move between the two, the sword was in the box and the sword was in the sheath, but the turbulence and collision of the sword light and sword intent in the air were enough to make any famous master in the world horrified.What's more, the paper-thin white jade wine glass that carried the confrontation between them was not impacted at all, and even the wine in the glass was as calm as if it was placed on the table and no one touched it.

A gleam flashed across the glass-colored eyes, and the man sitting at the bluestone table slightly curled his lips, "After a ten-year farewell, City Lord Ye will come here all right."

Ye Gucheng walked to him slowly and sat down, raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly, "It's still good.

The person in front of him was dressed in ink, his glazed eyes were shining brightly, and his face had hardly changed from ten years ago.To this man, time seems to be a simple number without any meaning.Ye Gucheng raised his eyebrows slightly, thoughtfully.

Yu Luocha raised his hand to hold the wine glass on the bluestone table, poured himself a glass of wine slowly, "What do you want to say, Lord Ye?"

The swordsman in white raised his eyes slightly, his slender and clean fingers rested on the white wine glass, his joints were distinct, and his skin was as white as jade.

"I haven't seen you in ten years, but Master Yu's demeanor is still the same."

Yu Luocha hooked her lips, and after hearing the meaning behind his words, she raised her hand and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.The man in black smiled generously, raised his head and looked at the swordsman in white, his glazed eyes were as sharp as a knife.

"But in my eyes, City Lord Ye seems to have changed a lot."

"Oh?"

Ye Gucheng lightly raised his eyes and looked at him, his expression was cold and indifferent, his handsome face was like a god standing high above the nine heavens.

"If it was ten years ago, when you first entered the door, you would never have looked at the flower and tree behind me." Even though it bloomed abnormally in the severe winter.

"Ten years ago, you only had the sword in your eyes. Apart from the sword and the obsession in your heart, you will never see anything else in your eyes."

Ye Gucheng's eyes slowly fell on the crabapple tree behind him, the expression on his face was still light, and the emotion in his eyes was so light that there was almost no emotion.

Yu Luocha slowly picked up the jug on the table and continued to fill the wine glass, looking at the high sky outside the courtyard, a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes. "Back then, I visited countless people in the rivers and lakes, but when I saw you in Baiyun City, I was really shocked. You are so talented in martial arts, which I have only seen in my life. Back then, the old man asserted that in this huge rivers and lakes, If there is anyone who is most likely to touch the Dao of Heaven, it must be you, Ye Gucheng."

Yu Luocha turned her head and looked at the indifferent young man in white with burning eyes, her eyes narrowed slightly, and a glint of deep meaning flashed in her glazed eyes.He stopped for a while, and continued to speak shockingly, "However, if you say that the person in the entire world who is least likely to step on the way of heaven is still you."

The sword fairy in white turned his head slightly, and his gaze fell back on him.

"Your obsession is too deep, and it has even affected your swordsmanship. Throughout your life, you will not be able to advance half a step under this shackle... Originally, I thought so."

After seeing the shackles in his kendo, Yu Luocha was actually quite regretful.The world is so big, but there are almost no people who can be called his opponents.He even regretted that the only one who had a chance to grow was constrained by meaningless obsessions.But that's all.

This huge arena is really extremely boring.

Then, he returned to the Western Demon Cult General Forum, and never paid attention to the news of the Central Plains Wulin.

He has already seen that the elder guardians under him have different intentions, but he didn't point it out.He just threw his fake son out and added a fake Rakshasa card to set up a game, which was considered to pass the boring time, but he didn't expect to attract someone he didn't expect.

Although the three friends of Suihan are not qualified enough for him to put them in his eyes, they are still considered as the guardian elders of the Western Demon Cult, and their strength is not weak enough to be on the same level as Chongzi, and they will be defeated by a sword.Yu Luocha felt that this was really quite interesting.Interestingly, it was rare for him to try it himself, and the result was exactly as he expected.

Half way to heaven.

The person whom he asserted ten years ago that he would never be able to touch the way of heaven has grown to such an extent, and it seems that even the way of swordsmanship has changed.

Yu Luocha found it more interesting.

After investigating the changes that have taken place around Ye Gucheng in the past ten years, his eyes naturally fell on the little girl who suddenly appeared beside Ye Gucheng three years ago.

There are not many people in this world who can arouse his interest, and he is really interested, and he doesn't mind taking action himself, "inviting" her back to have a look.

Therefore, this is the real reason why Ye Zhiran was brought back to the Western Demon Cult General Forum.

Ye Gucheng put down the wine glass that was still in his hand, raised his eyes lightly, "I'll take her away."

Yu Luocha narrowed her eyes and smiled softly, "If you had come two days ago, I would have let her go. But now..." His gaze became serious, and he said, "No."

The white-clothed swordsman's eyes sharpened instantly, and the icy and piercing sword intent began to spread.The man opposite him didn't seem to care at all, he put down his wine glass leisurely, and finished the unfinished sentence, "What's more, she may not be willing to leave with you now."

Ye Zhiran really didn't want to leave.

Of course, it's not because the environment here is good and some people are reluctant to leave.She always felt that there was a subtle connection between Yu Luocha, the leader of the Western Demon Cult, and the Ming Cult in the Sword Three World.It's not just because of his extremely similar face to Yedi's, she always feels like she's overlooked something.

On this day, after Ye Zhiran had finished practicing the sword, she was still sitting under the crabapple flowers and playing the piano.The rain of crimson flowers falling one after another, the girl in pink with her head bowed quietly playing the piano, coupled with the melodious and clear sound of the piano, this picture is so peaceful and beautiful that it can make people feel dazed.

Ye Zhiran has to say, it's not that she likes to pretend to be under the crabapple tree, it's because the Western Devil's Cult Headquarters has such a cool and domineering name for nothing, but it's as beautiful as a paradise, and it's almost everywhere. .So she would rather choose a pretentious location that she likes more...

After the song was played, she tilted her head and looked at Master Yu, who was listening with her eyes closed, and blinked.Although she never stated it, she found that the leader seemed to appreciate her piano sound, at least every time she played the piano, she would appear.

She knew the news of Ye Gucheng's arrival as if she had known it in the afternoon, but she kept pretending that she didn't know it and didn't express it at all.And the other two people seemed to agree with her way of dealing with it. One never said to ask his subordinates to take her to find him, and the other never said that he would take the initiative to see her.The entire Devil's Cult main altar was as quiet as when she first arrived.

Fingers plucked the strings unconsciously, thinking of Ye Gucheng, Ye Zhiran finally remembered something that she had neglected for a long time.Although the martial arts of the leader of Yu Luocha is rare in her life, it can even be said that she has never seen anyone who can match it except for Senior Sister Qu Yun and her father whom she met in her previous life.When she saw Ye Gucheng that day, although he was not in a good condition, the change in his aura and power still made her feel that the man's martial arts had improved again.Compared with today's Jade Rakshasa, it doesn't seem to be any worse?

In this way, when Ye Gucheng himself was sleeping next to her, how was she taken away quietly?

After having a question, Ye Zhiran didn't think too much about it, and asked quite simply.Fortunately, the leader seems to be in a good mood. After listening to her question, it is rare to have the patience to answer her, "There is a martial art in this sect that can completely suppress a person's entire breath, even standing in front of you. You can't tell the difference.

Ye Zhiran blinked, why does this description sound so familiar?

The Western Demon Cult, suppressing interest and pretending...

"Dark dust scattered?!"

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Graduation is approaching, busy like a dog QAQ, at first I thought I would have time to update a chapter occasionally, but it turned out that I really overestimated my own efficiency... I haven’t opened or used swords for nearly two months Will I say it when it's three... relatives and friends think I'm A, right? QAQ

So now the Xiaobai author, who is struggling in the quagmire of job training and finding a house, is hesitating whether I should take a leave of absence... I think... I really can't think highly of my coding efficiency...

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