Swipe the Sword to Fight the Clouds [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

According to the information sent back by Bai Yunwei, it is not difficult for Ye Gucheng to find his little girl.It's just that Ziwu's expression was so distorted when he reported the little lady's news, it was difficult for Ye Gucheng not to have doubts.

Ye Gucheng stopped writing, looked away from the half-read paper, raised his eyebrows calmly, and asked Ziwu directly: "How is Fuyue?"

This is just a very common question, after all, this time Ye Gucheng didn't even want to wait for the two-day journey, and directly summoned the hidden guards beside Fuyue, just to know Fuyue's movements.

Knowing that there is no way to hide it, Zi Wu hesitated for a moment, the usual carefree man repeatedly speculated and weighed his words, and finally choked out a sentence: "Little madam was entangled by Ximen Chuuxue from Wanmei Villa."

After Ziwu finished saying this, he didn't dare to look at Ye Gucheng's face at all, he just lowered his head and defended Fuyue: "It's just that the owner of Wanmei Villa pestered our little lady, and the subordinates can guarantee that, The little madam didn't even look at him all the way!"

Fuyue didn't even take a carriage with Ximen Chuuxue, and on the way to Shanxi, the secret guards of Baiyun City stared at Ximen Chuuxue like a thief, so Fuyue naturally didn't have the chance to look at Ximen Chuuxue.

Zi Wu didn't dare to lie to his own city lord, but this brat, who had always been too smart to speak, began to carefully choose his words, for fear that the little lady would be misunderstood by the city lord.

Ye Gucheng paused his arm, and a drop of ink hanging from the tip of the pen fell on the white rice paper, blurring a trace.Ye Gucheng stared at the trace, and after a long time, he reached out and pulled out the stained paper, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it aside.From beginning to end, he didn't say a word.

In the eyes of others, Ye Gucheng is expressionless, but the loyal uncle who has watched Ye Gucheng grow up knows that the last time his city lord showed such an expression was when he was seven years old.That year, it was because the famous swordsmith who had promised to forge swords for the city lord suddenly changed his mind, and instead went to another place to forge swords for others for a piece of rarer black iron.

It was a kind of sudden loss after the inevitable gain, but it still had to be said that it was unwilling to hide under the calmness.

Now the man's resolute and clear face seemed to coincide with that of a seven-year-old child back then, and he was somewhat stunned and aggrieved.Uncle Zhong sighed softly, and said in a low voice: "City Master, you know—the little madam, she has always been the little madam of our Baiyun City."

Uncle Zhong said this, but he couldn't tell whether he was comforting Ye Gucheng or simply comforting himself.After he finished speaking, he withdrew, leaving the silence of the room to Ye Gucheng alone.Uncle Zhong has always understood Ye Gucheng, and he understands that under such circumstances, his own city lord may want to be alone for a while.

Squatting in the corridor, he lit the dry tobacco that he hadn't smoked for many years but had always carried with him. In the faint smoke of tobacco, Uncle Zhong's expression was inexplicable.

——Fearing that the city lord will die alone, Uncle Zhong almost single-handedly facilitated the matter of Fuyue and Ye Gucheng.Although the city lord has not stated his position these years, he has acquiesced in the existence of "Little Madam".Uncle Zhong could feel the city lord's feelings for the little lady, and he even affirmed that if the little lady was willing, his city lord would be willing to protect her for the rest of her life and walk with her.

However, the question now is... Will the little lady be willing?

They are all children who grew up under his own watch. Uncle Zhong will favor Ye Gucheng, but he will not have the heart to sacrifice Fuyue's happiness.Therefore, if there is such a day, there will be another man who will take the little lady away from the city lord. At that time, Uncle Zhong should not be able to stop him.

Now that there is only this possibility, the city lord, who has always been devoted to the sword, can no longer calm down.Thinking of this, Uncle Zhong couldn't tell what it was like in his heart other than lamenting that the world is impermanent.

At this point, Uncle Zhong realized that maybe he had never seen Ye Gucheng clearly.

Or maybe, the relationship between people is so uncontrollable.Those things that they think are just habits, when it is really possible to be taken away by others, they will be surprised that it has penetrated into the bones and blood, not to mention being separated, even a little touch is painful-it can only be let go Put it in the most appropriate position in my heart, and don't allow any more coveting.

But in the end, Uncle Zhong smoked the pipe in silence in the corridor.As if nothing happened that day, Zi Wu returned to Fu Yue's side as usual.However, what is undeniable is that after listening to Ziwu's report, Ye Gucheng and his party began to speed up their pace. It would take a day for Ziwu to go there with light kung fu, but Ye Gucheng and his party hurried on, and they only managed to walk for two days.

The moment he stepped into the courtyard of the inn where Fuyue was staying, Ye Gucheng met Wuhua who was sitting cross-legged on the porch.Ye Gucheng vaguely had a bad premonition after seeing Wuhua's weird smiling face at that moment.

But no matter how bad his premonition was, Ye Gucheng would never have imagined that when he opened the door, what he would see would be Fuyue stepping on the feet of another white-clothed swordsman, being held in his arms and hugged vigorously. Scenes.

At that moment, Ye Gucheng was angry.

It wasn't because Fuyue was called "Little Madam" that he regarded this child as his own or even as a vassal.Ye Gucheng thought that he would be angry because he felt that he had raised this child with his own hands all these years, and loved him almost like a daughter. However, how could he allow a brat from other places to be frivolous when he grew up with such a precious care?

——Even if that person is Ximen Chuuxue.

Especially after Ye Gucheng looked at Fuyue's slightly flushed face, the anger in Ye Gucheng's heart became even stronger.

He really "hands-on" brought up Fuyue, food, clothing, housing and transportation were done by human hands, so no one knows everything about Ye Fuyue better than Ye Gucheng.

In the current scene, even if everyone thinks that Fuyue blushed because of shyness, Ye Gucheng can still see that the little girl in his family is not shy at all. It was a little uncomfortable, and then I was so suppressed that my face was flushed.

This cognition seems to have found a reason for the emotions in Ye Gucheng's heart.So, almost without thinking too much, Ye Gucheng drew his sword brazenly, and went straight towards Ximen Blowing Snow.

Even the people in Baiyun City haven't really seen their own city lord draw his sword for a long time.A few years ago, Ye Gucheng finally mastered Chunyang sword moves and his Feixian swordsmanship, and also vaguely touched the realm of returning to the original.At the point where Ye Gucheng is, there are too few people in this world who are worthy of his sword.

And this sword instantly turned the faces of the people in Baiyun City pale.They could clearly see that the sword of their city lord... was aimed at the little madam.

How many people in this world can stop the sword of City Lord Baiyun?At least they are not listed here.And everyone couldn't believe that the city lord, who had always held the little lady in his palm, would draw his sword at the little lady.

Of course, Ye Gucheng's sword was not aimed at Fuyue - Fuyue was someone he could never draw his sword against in his life.His sword was clearly aimed directly at Ximen Chuuxue.

Ximen Chuuxue still maintains the posture of burying his head on Fuyue's shoulder, and his perception of external objects is not as keen as usual due to his unstable mood.But he is a rare swordsman in the world. After feeling the coercion of Ye Gucheng's sword splitting mountains and rocks, Ximen Chuuxue almost subconsciously raised his sword to greet him.

Normally, Ximen Chuuxue is used to parrying this kind of opponent's sword with his scabbard when he obviously did not use his full strength.But like the induction between swordsmen, this time, Ximen Chuuxue directly poured his internal energy into the sword, and as the scabbard hit the opponent's long sword, the black sheathed long sword that had followed Ximen Chuuxue for many years The scabbard shattered.

Then, there was the sound of two swords striking each other.

In the blink of an eye, Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng stretched out their hands to block Fuyue at the same time, blocking the scabbard debris for her.It's just because Ximen Chuuxue is wearing narrow sleeves and Ye Gucheng is wearing Taoist robes, so most of the debris is still blocked by Ye Gucheng's barrier.

"Chengcheng!"

Even the name Ye Gucheng used to call Ye Gucheng when she was a child came up unconsciously. Seeing Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng facing each other with swords, Fuyue didn't realize what happened, but after all, her martial arts practiced hard for many years. Not weak, but intuitively he didn't want the two of them to get hurt, so Fuyue Subai pulled out the seldom-used Wenqu Zhiyu from his waist, and then threw the spring mud flower protection at the two men respectively.

This is indeed just Fuyue's subconscious action, but Fuyue has forgotten that there shouldn't be such a martial art that reduces the damage of others in today's martial arts. As such a heaven-defying existence, every time she uses it, she consumes a huge amount of internal energy .

What's more, this time it was two moves in succession, so Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue watched Fuyue's face fade away in front of their eyes, almost in a precarious state.

Ye Gucheng was the first to react, he returned the sword into the sheath with his backhand, then stretched out his hand to wrap around Fuyue's waist, and directly hugged the little girl upright.

Ximen Chuuxue's face turned cold, but he cared about his sister's body after all.His scabbard had been broken, and now he could only carry a long sword without a scabbard, walking behind Ye Gucheng silently.

Wuhua finally had enough of watching the good show, now seeing Ye Gucheng holding Fuyue out, he hurried forward, reaching out to catch Fuyue's wrist.

Ye Gucheng dodged back, but did not let Wuhua touch Fuyue.Amber eyes coldly reflected Wuhua's figure, although Ye Gucheng didn't speak, but the vigilance in his expression was obvious.

Now, Wuhua's face, which has always been filled with "My Buddha is merciful", also showed sarcasm and displeasure.There was a warm smile on the corner of his mouth, and he said to Ye Gucheng: "The benefactor doesn't seem to be in very good condition, the poor monk has some medical skills."

Ye Gucheng was not overwhelmed by anger, even after thinking about it calmly, he began to suspect that he had no right to be angry because of Fuyue's contact with others?But now, Ye Gucheng suppressed his chaotic thoughts and just looked at Wuhua coldly.He didn't forget that when he entered the door just now, the monk had a strange look on his face. If he said he didn't know anything about the situation in the room, Ye Gucheng wouldn't believe it at all.

Even if these things are put aside, in the final analysis, Ye Gucheng doesn't want Wuhua to touch Fuyue, does he need any reason?

"I come."

A male voice without the slightest warmth sounded, Ximen Chuuxue took a step forward, directly blocked Wuhua's hand, and stretched out his hand towards Fuyue's wrist.

This time, Ye Gucheng hesitated slightly, but the hesitation was only for a moment.The next moment, Ye Gucheng covered Fuyue with his wide robe sleeves, and with a movement of his body, he avoided it again.

Unknowingly, Ximen Chuixue, Ye Gucheng, plus a wonderful monk Wuhua, these three men who are important in today's martial arts stand opposite each other, their eyes are all glued to that pale little girl.

Fuyue has actually gotten better now, but her complexion still looks very pale.She opened a pair of almond eyes, and glanced at Ximen Chuixue, Ye Gucheng and Wuhua with fluttering eyes, then stretched out her small hand to grab Ye Gucheng's hair, raised her hand and shook it, and then said weakly : "That... Actually, I am a doctor myself."

Wanhua's little girl was extremely obsessed with the identity of "doctor", so Ye Gucheng took a purse from her waist, and Fuyue took out a pill that nourishes qi and blood and put it in her mouth.Fuyue is a teacher of Sun Simiao, the medicine king, but unlike her grandfather, the medicine king she admires the most, the medicine Fuyue makes doesn't taste bad, so even if she has the pills in her mouth, she doesn't feel very uncomfortable.

Ye Gucheng stretched out his hands and pressed the two big acupoints behind Fuyue, and the soft inner force warmed the little girl's cold body bit by bit.The movements of the two were so natural and tacit that it almost hurt the eye sockets of Ximen Fuxue and Wuhua.

Unlike Tingfeng, although Ximen Chuixue respected Shi Guanyin very much, she didn't have much contact with her two sons.He was originally a calm person, after hearing the younger sister at home call this man "brother", Ximen Chuuxue didn't look good towards Wu Hua.

But now that Ye Gucheng came, Ximen Chuuxue and Wuhua felt a little bit of the same hatred.One of the two was smiling all the time, while the other had a cold face all the time, but they looked at Ye Gucheng in surprisingly the same way—it was a kind of cold and vaguely angry gaze, but because of Ye Gucheng's embrace Little girl, they can only endure it.

Now it was clearly a situation where the three of them could fight together at any time, yet none of them made a move.

It wasn't until Fuyue's face turned rosy again, and her astringent tendons were filled with internal energy again, that Wuhua said with a bit of malice, "Chengcheng Benefactor, it's time to put Nannan down." ?”

Ye Gucheng: ...the one who flirts first is cheap.

The author has something to say: ooc small theater · Uncle finally played the "Chengcheng" meme badly

Ximen Chuuxue: Put down my daughter, Chengcheng.

Wuhua: Chengcheng benefactor, put down my daughter.

Nangong Ling: Hehahahahahahahahahahahahaha, well done Chengcheng, goodbye Chengcheng.

Ye Gucheng [draws the sword]

Fuyue: Chengcheng~

Ye Gucheng: ...um.

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