Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain [Comprehensive]

"..."

"Do you want to say that unforgettable things are always unforgettable."

"..."

"If remembering makes people sad, I am afraid that everything that is remembered is also sad for you."

"What do you want to say?"

"Just do it right now."

"Is it?"

Ye Gucheng, is he really wondering?Hua Manlou thought about it, and suddenly smiled.I didn't expect that people like Ye Gucheng would have such doubts.

But it's inexplicable, and it doesn't feel abrupt and weird.

As if that's what he was.

Flowers filled the corridor, "It's just that you don't want to do it at all." His eyes fell on the bright flowers in front of him, and he said lightly, "I see that you are resisting yourself, you are resisting, destiny."

"Fate?" Jiang Chen also laughed, mockingly, "What is fate?"

"Like flowers."

"It's as fresh and beautiful as it is?" His smile was chilling, and his tone was cold, "Don't you know that there will always be people whose life is not a garden, but a swamp."

"Plant flowers well, and the swamp will become a garden."

What kind of life a person wants to live depends on himself.

"Hmph." Jiang Chen walked out of the room.

Downstairs, there are patches of colorful flowers.

What comes with the wind is the fragrance.

Jiang Chen looked at the bright sky, "There is no need to send it off."

Flowers filled the corridors, "Are you leaving?"

Not hearing his answer, but also not hearing his footsteps, Hua Manlou slightly nodded and said with a smile, "Then, the city master has a good journey."

Jiang Chen looked at him.

The fate in his mouth...

fate?

What is destiny?

If Huamanlou, who loves life, is like him, facing the loss of life from time to time, wandering alone during the long journey, can he still accept it so calmly?

Jiang Chen looked at him, Hua Manlou still had a calm and indifferent smile on his face, as always.It was as if he didn't feel Jiang Chen's anger.

Nothing could change his gentle and happy heart.Even if it should make others sad, painful, and desperate, he can always face it with a warm smile in the end.

He is always facing the sun.

same peace of mind.

One is the cold and dead air, and the other is the warm morning sun.

Why do things in the world always go to completely different poles?

Why is there such a free and easy person who is as bright as the sun?

Obviously lost his eyes, obviously incomplete!But……

Every second spent with Huamanlou was like a torment.

It really made him feel his own ridiculousness and embarrassment!

Jiang Chen said slowly, "Sometimes, people feel that people like you should die."

"Don't always say scary things." Hua Manlou chuckled, "Don't you think we are very similar."

"Ridiculous." Jiang Chen lowered his eyes, "If you live a long time, you will be similar to anyone."

However, in the end, it was only an appearance.The real self has long been impressed by only one name.Where is the other, real, him.

Hua Manlou's eyes fell on him accurately.

Live long?Only thirty, how long?

Ye Gucheng, who was still in front of him, had jumped onto one side of the roof and left with his sword.

His footsteps were no longer heard.Hua Manlou turned around, went back to the room and rolled up the pictures on the table, tidying them up.

The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and there is a lone city Wanrenshan.

Ye Gucheng, is it really like his name, Yiye Gucheng?

No matter the flowers or the leaves, after all, they cannot live alone. They are all creatures of the group. A cluster of flowers or a leaf cannot be alone.

If there is only one leaf in such a huge city, how sad is this?

Huamanlou turned his head and looked at the flowers downstairs, or did Jiang Chen Jiangchen, with this name, wait quietly, waiting for the dawn?

The small building is illuminated by the warm sun in April, and all kinds of flowers are here.The east wind blows, and the fragrance of flowers blows.

Hua Manlou leaned against the railing, closed her eyes, and the smile on her face deepened.

He could imagine the scene of the red petals floating across the blue sky, one after another, covering the small building.

This is where life is, where beauty is.

The reason why people are human is for the beauty of this world.If you are confined in the grief of loss all your life, wouldn't you be too sorry for the rare life.

He is in the darkness without eyes, and he is still living under the warm sun.

Jiang Chen had already recuperated his lightness kung fu, his white clothes had been castrated, he stood still at the corner of the eaves of the blue tiles, raised his hand, and the red flower fell into his hand.

Stand alone.

The wind brought red flowers and some fell from the sky.

There are passers-by passing by.

Lively shouting.

Jiang Chen stood in the wind, looking at the bright flowers in his hands, with a difficult look on his face.

Ye Gucheng.

If it's just that he is really just Ye Gucheng, why should he be so brooding.

He is brooding, just because he knows too well who he really is, just because he knows too much about the real past, just because he knows too well that he is not the past, but he can't forget it.

But it was because the road ahead was vast and chilling.

It's not just Yiye Gucheng that traps him.

He didn't even know what he would face in the future?

People are tired.And Jiang Chen just happened to be a tired person.

He stood for a while, and finally left here.

I found a ferry, found a small boat, and went out to sea.

The sun falls on the sea.

Blue sea, golden light.

Glittering, boundless.

Jiang Chen seldom goes out to sea alone, he doesn't like the sea.

The last time he returned to Baiyun City, he was with the people of Baiyun City.When they left Baiyun City, they were with Huamanlou.

Today, he is floating alone in the sea.

He sat by the side of the boat, silent.

He usually doesn't talk much, and he has nothing to talk about alone.

In the sea, this small boat looks so small.

Man, compared with the so-called heaven, is such a mighty power.

Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen, can you really wait until the moment when the dawn comes?

……

Ximen Chuuxue died.

Lord Ye came back safely.

That's it.

The people of Baiyun City always pay attention to their city lord.

Of course, they knew the rules of swordsman fighting.Live or die.

But they can see their city lord come back safely.Everyone in Baiyun City was rejoicing.

April has passed.

Even in Baiyun City, it is difficult to refuse Lu Xiaofeng's prestige.

I heard that Lu Xiaofeng uncovered another shocking case.I heard that Lu Xiaofeng forced Mu Taoist, the new head of Wudang, to death.It is said that Taoist Mu had a daughter Ye Xue when she was young, she attempted to kill Lu Xiaofeng and committed suicide and died.

The most lively rumors were the things that Lu Xiaofeng and Miss Ye had to talk about.The story about Ye Xue falling in love with Lu Xiaofeng and finally being unable to kill her, and the story about Lu Xiaofeng forcing her lover's father to death can be talked about for three days and two nights.

Is Baiyun City really as peaceful and carefree as the people below see?Is City Lord Ye really as safe and sound as they saw?

Not necessarily.

This was Jiang Chen's third assassination since returning to Baiyun City.

The one who made the move turned out to be someone from Baiyun City.

People who have lived in Baiyun City for a long time.

The family background is clean and the ancestors settled here.

Checked twice, no suspicious traces.

Jiang Chen opened his eyes, turned sideways, and kicked up without a pause.

The moonlight fell in from the window and reflected in his eyes without any extra emotion.

A cold light flashed past his eyes.

After being kicked on the wrist, the dagger in the man in black's hand fell to the ground with a clang.

The visitor was startled, obviously he didn't expect how the person who had been sleeping in such a deep sleep would suddenly wake up.

He got up and turned back, and landed on the table opposite the bed. He was dressed in black, with only a pair of bright eyes showing a murderous look.

The porcelain bottle on the table crackled and smashed to the ground.

Jiang Chen was wearing a white jacket with loose hair. He stood up, staring at the attacker indifferently, "What? How dare you come?"

The man in black didn't speak, he just raised his hand suddenly, and five hidden weapons glowing with purple light had been shot out from his sleeve.

Jiang Chen snorted coldly, and before he turned around, the white clothes on the hanger beside the bed had already flown over, passing in front of him, engulfing all the hidden weapons.

"Keng Keng Keng Keng!"

With five crisp sounds, the hidden weapon fell from the white clothes to the ground.

The man in black saw that something was wrong, his eyes turned cold, and he pushed the table casually, and the heavy pear blossom wooden table rushed over at an extremely fast speed.

There is no doubt that if it hits a person, at least four or five ribs will be broken.

And he has jumped out of the window.

Sure enough, it was not accidental that the two missed the first two times.

When he turned his head, he wanted to see the situation of Ye Gucheng.

but!

Ye Gucheng in the room has disappeared.

A huge force came from his chest.

He turned his face in disbelief, and he saw Ye Gucheng's kick.

It seemed that he could hear the wind from his legs.

Ye Gucheng has stood firm.

The pupils of the man in black dilated.

how?Didn't Ye Gucheng often wield a sword?With his skill, it is hardly inferior to the so-called No. [-] qinggong Sikong Zhaixing's skill, how could he be overtaken by Ye Gucheng so easily!

How did the man in black escape from the window, and how did he fall in through the window.

He fell to the ground, coughed twice, got up, turned his head and saw that Ye Gucheng was already seated, and he was pouring a cup of tea with a teapot in his hand.

The tea is still warm.Because the heat is rising.

The fragrance of tea permeated the air.

The pupils of the man in black shrunk. Why is the tea still hot when the man is sleeping?Unless, unless Ye Gucheng hadn't fallen asleep at all just now!

Thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, but he heard Ye Gucheng hold the steaming cup of tea and say, "Death, or..."

The face of the man in black turned blue under the mask, "It shouldn't be."

Jiang Chen said indifferently, "Who sent you here?"

The man in black snorted coldly.

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, but being illuminated by such moonlight, he couldn't raise a gentleman's smile at all. The man in black was just horrified by the feeling of being fascinated.

How can anyone, after being assassinated, laugh so happily before finding out the murderer!

The man in black collected himself, and said in a hoarse voice, "You really want to know?"

His vocal cords seemed to have been burned by fire, and his vocal cords were like the sharp and harsh sound squeezed out when two pieces of sandpaper were polished.

He got up from the ground, knelt on the ground and rubbed forward two feet, his hands had slowly touched his waist.

Ye Gucheng didn't seem to notice, he raised the teacup in his hand and took a sip.

The man in black's eyes lit up, and the poisonous powder bag in his hand had been lifted out, but he didn't see the scene where the poisoned powder fluttered and the people on the seat fell down as he imagined.

Because a pot of boiling tea hit his hands, soaking the poisonous powder.

Jiang Chen kicked it up, this time, without mercy.

The man in black slammed hard against the wall, his face darkened, and he spat out blood.

He fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a while.

Jiang Chen stepped on his back and smiled slightly, "I would know if you didn't tell me, it was sent by Wu Ming, right?"

He continued, "Gong Jiu...it's really useless."

The pupils of the man in black dilated for a moment, even if he was stepped on by a foot, it was inexplicable, as if there was a mighty force, and it was difficult for him to move. "you……"

With difficulty, he looked up at the man standing tall and steady, his forehead dripping with cold sweat.

The fear in my heart spread like a creeper.how come!The existence of the old man is almost unknown in the world!Ye Gucheng him! ...

As the cold wind blew, Ye Gucheng's brows and eyes were full of indifference, and he exerted a little force on his feet.The man in black gritted his teeth and glared at him, only seeing Ye Gucheng's back against the moonlight, his expression shrouded in shadows, gloomy and unpredictable, making one's scalp tingle.

"You!" How do you know!

Jiang Chen raised his foot and landed.

Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of his sternum cracking.

Jiang Chen withdrew his feet and said slowly, "It's just a trick to you." He suddenly smiled, "It seems that your IQ is really owed."

The masked man's eyes widened, and he was silent, with blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, staring at his unanswered eyes, his face was covered with a pale death.

Jiang Chen glanced at the dead man under his feet and left the room.

The cool breeze made people sober.

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes, his murderous aura subsided a bit.

He looked up at the full moon, and it was full again.

He smiled suddenly.

Wu Ming, Wu Ming...

Lu Xiaofeng hasn't come yet, these people really can't wait.