Chapter 4.Children are difficult to raise.

In Ye Gucheng's study room, there are all kinds of martial arts cheats, medical classics, collections of classics and history, and even poetry and songs.He pursues the pinnacle of kendo, and taking care of his body is also a must, so it is not unusual for Ye Gucheng to read medical books.However, what is strange is that what he is reading now is actually a book of "Pediatric Prescriptions".

Ordinary children can babble at three to five months old, and can spit out short words after one year old.However, his junior sister...

Looking at the little girl sitting on his lap, Ye Gucheng still couldn't help frowning slightly.

The five-year-old child is wearing a pure-yang Taoist robe, and there is no extra decoration in his hair. He just uses a slightly longer hairpin to pull up his long hair-but it is the most common hairstyle for a pure-yang person.There was still some baby fat on the little girl's face that hadn't faded away, but her expression was like that of a monk who had entered meditation, neither sad nor happy.She was sitting upright on Ye Gucheng's lap, not acting like a coquettish little girl, but sitting upright—as if she was sitting on the most common futon in Chunyang Palace in Huashan, not Baiyun City Lord knees.

Ye Gucheng himself seldom expressed his anger or emotion, and he never spoke much when he was young.However, the child in front of him was sobbing when he left his side when he was a baby, but now he has no expression at all.So Ye Gucheng faintly sensed something was wrong—his junior sister was almost five years old, but she never said a word.Not only that, the little child seemed to be isolated from the world, and he didn't have much reaction to the outside world.

During the five years in Baiyun City, he raised the child himself, and he was proficient in dressing, feeding and so on.People's hearts are not wood and rocks, he sees the child's complete dependence, how can he have no affection for this little junior sister?

Many times he was exhausted by the little girl's tears, and the deserted Ye Gucheng could only sigh inwardly.

Forget it, just treat it as raising a daughter.In this way, Ye Gucheng chose to silently condone the little girl's behavior of not letting others get close except him.

Obviously his little junior sister can cry, so Ye Gucheng can be sure that she is not deaf-mute.It's just that the five-year-old still didn't speak, this alone made Ye Gucheng's heart hang involuntarily.

I don't know how worried my senior brother is, but now this little girl dressed as a little Taoist nun like a porcelain doll is just sitting obediently on Ye Gucheng's lap, with her eyes slightly closed, as if she is meditating, just like in the past, nothing special.

She put her hand on Ye Gucheng's sword.

It was a sword different from the Yunshui Sword. The sword was three feet long and weighed six catties and four taels.Bai Qing, a master swordsmith, painstakingly forged the piece of cold iron in Baiyun City in the past for five years.For the people of the world, this is the birth of a peerless soldier, but for Ye Gucheng, it is the reunion of old friends.

Back then, Ye Gucheng joined the world from Chunyang in order to break through the bottleneck.The opportunity to break through the bottleneck can only be met, but now five years have passed, Ye Gucheng's sword moves are based on Zixia Kung Fu, blending Feixian swordsmanship and Chunyang swordsmanship, becoming faster and more magnificent, but if a breakthrough , but I'm afraid there is still a little chance.

Now, this Overseas Cold Sword Elite is quietly resting on Ye Gucheng's lap, gently covered by a pair of petite and soft hands.Those hands are very fair, and the five small fleshy pits on them are very pleasing.It is such a pair of little girl's small hands, when they are covered with one of the sharpest long swords in the world, they do not appear to be in the slightest.

The red marks on her wrists flowed like before, and the white and blue Taoist robe vividly made the little girl's eyebrows look a bit ethereal.

Ye Gucheng was not in a hurry to teach her how to practice swords.After getting along for a long time, Ye Gucheng finally felt what it means to be extremely talented.He was originally a man blessed by nature, two years of sword practice at the time of enlightenment was already worth ten years of skill by others.However, the Ling Ran sword intent of the little girl on her lap made Ye Gucheng realize that she doesn't need to practice swords!

Yes.unnecessary.Because using a sword is as natural as breathing to her little junior sister.Sword moves can be learned at any time, but sword intent depends entirely on comprehension.Sometimes Ye Gucheng hugged the little girl in his arms, but he suddenly felt that what he was hugging was the spirit cultivated in the sword for a hundred years.

He is a sword, the sword that breaks through the world.And his little junior sister is the same.It's just that unlike Ye Gucheng, the child in his arms knows the sword before he knows it, completely natural and innocent.

——Because there is no dirt, there is no hanging or hindrance.Although there is no front or edge, it is still invincible and invincible.

So Ye Gucheng was not in a hurry, he just waited for the junior sister to get older, and he would naturally lead her into the way of swordsmanship.

However, Ye Gucheng also knows the saying that Huiji will be hurt. If there is something else bestowed by the way of heaven, I am afraid that he must ask for one or two.In case... his little girl is nearly five years old but still doesn't speak, Ye Gucheng has to be concerned about it.

Ye Gucheng began to read the classics by himself after searching for famous doctors in Baiyun City to no avail.Just at this time, someone knocked lightly on the door of his study.Although the voice was restrained, it was slightly different from the rush of the past.

Ye Gucheng gave a slight signal, and Wenjian, the head of the twelve guards of Fuyun, came quickly, knelt down on one knee in front of Ye Gucheng, and quickly said: "City Lord, the water bandits have arrived at the city gate."

Ye Gucheng was not surprised. At this time, he had already seen the opportunity, and the surroundings of Baiyun City had been deployed. It was definitely not his hasty response in his previous life.And the reason why he waited for the water bandits around him to form a climate was just because he wanted to wipe them all out.

Holding the little girl sitting on his lap in his arms, Ye Gucheng held the sword in one hand, and passed away like a wisp of cloud, reaching the city gate in a blink of an eye!

The gate of Baiyun City, which made the water bandits helpless, suddenly opened, and a pure white figure floated out.What came with it was a sword that seemed to push back even the air.

Only one sword!

However, the power of this sword broke through the attack that the water bandits had painstakingly put together, and the sound of gold and spear intersecting suddenly resounded, but was suddenly annihilated.No one has ever seen such a swift and powerful sword.This sword is just like Ye Gucheng's man, as calm as a flowing cloud.But those who regarded him as a cloud watching the world from the horizon no longer exist in this world.

The power of thunder is nothing more than that.

The black scabbard long sword has just been unsheathed, and everyone has just blinked an eye.However, when those arrogant water bandits saw the figure of the boy in white in front of them, there was only a broken blade left on the ground, and three of the most elite nine swordsmen they used to lead the battle had already been lost.

Ye Gucheng obviously only made one sword.But there were already three people who fell on the ground.

At this time, the water bandits who had been planning Baiyun City for five years suddenly felt scared—there were no more than three thousand soldiers in Baiyun City, and they had indeed assembled twelve water villages, with tens of thousands of people.But at this time, every water bandit will doubt, can they really live to see the treasures and beauties in the rich Baiyun City?

The remaining six swordsmen are also current masters.At this moment, Ximen Chuixue's swordsmanship has not yet been achieved, Ye Gucheng's reputation has not yet been revealed, and all the famous swordsmen have fallen one after another. The martial arts swordsmanship is at a time when the martial arts are in decline, so in terms of seniority, these people can be regarded as famous figures on the master list.

They shouldn't have come, whether it's for money or fame, they shouldn't have taken action against Baiyun City.

But they have come.That being the case, for those who dared to offend Baiyun City, Ye Gucheng did not intend to let them go back.

The little girl in his arms stretched out her chubby hand, and gently grabbed the corner of Ye Gucheng's clothes, trying to minimize her hindrance to her senior brother.At this time she saw blood for the first time, but there was no fear in her eyes.On the contrary, the little girl's eyes were very bright, she stared at the black sheath sword in Ye Gucheng's hand, as if it wasn't the long sword she touched every day.

She only felt that her heart was beating very fast suddenly, and her chubby little hands moved unconsciously, and the chaotic and chaotic mood of the past five years became very quiet in an instant.

For thousands of years, the Chen Jing has been rubbed off, and the spirit is shining brightly all over the body.At this moment when the chaos first opened, the little girl suddenly realized in the sword energy of Ye Gucheng that she was a sword.A sword that should be like a crow's scabbard, but is completely different from a crow's scabbard.

The raging sword intent in the air has not yet dissipated, Ye Gucheng only felt a little itchy in his ears.The little girl's different breathing sound entered his eardrums so clearly.

Taking a deep look at the little girl in his arms, Ye Gucheng turned around and placed her behind the twelve guards at the entrance of Baiyun City, then turned around, and said coldly to the six people who still looked a little panicked: "Just draw the sword. "

The six people looked at each other.In front are the elite soldiers of Baiyun City, and behind them are the powerful people of Twelve Water Village.There is no way to advance, and there is no way to retreat.It's just that the Baiyun City Lord who hasn't heard from him for five years seems to give them a glimmer of hope.After all, he is too young, even though the sword just now shines across the world, but in the hearts of these six people, Ye Gucheng, who is only 15 years old, is still too young.

Six swords with different shapes came out of their sheaths and attacked Ye Gucheng together.

Ye Gucheng's expression didn't change at all, but the sword moves in his hand shot out like shooting stars.This was the first time he faced an enemy in his life, but Chunyang's constant cold snow didn't slow down his sword, on the contrary, it became more stern.

This is not another life. In his previous life, Ye Gucheng fought hard with these nine people for a whole day.But now, Ye Gucheng is confident that they can't pass [-] moves from him.

Three hundred moves, to Ye Gucheng, is just half a cup of tea.

Just as Ye Gucheng was fighting fiercely with those six people, a figure that had been lying in wait for a long time suddenly rushed towards the little girl beside him.

The water bandits all knew that once the nine contemporary swordsmen were defeated, the possibility of success in their five-year-planned operation would be greatly reduced.They were originally water bandits, and what they were doing was killing people and stealing goods, so why bother talking about morals?Seeing that Ye Gucheng is so precious to this little girl just now, he wanted to hold her hostage, so that Ye Gucheng could be a trap.

How difficult is it to hijack a little girl who still needs to be hugged?The man showed a sinister smile, but he never thought that the little girl who had been silent just now turned around suddenly, raised her hand and pulled out the long hairpin on top of her head.

The little girl's soft long hair was scattered on her shoulders, and her movements were not fast, but her expression made the water bandit tremble.Before he had time to retreat, he saw the hand of the little girl whom he thought was harmless raised and then dropped.Immediately afterwards, he only felt a coldness in his throat, and then he felt nothing.

At this moment, Ye Gucheng shook off a line of blood on the blade, and the eagerness in his eyes made the Fuyun Guards almost think that their city lord had fallen into a demon.

And Ye Gucheng just stepped forward, passed them, and hugged the little girl with disheveled hair in his arms.

"Xuan'er." He softly called the little girl's name, his calm voice remained the same as before, but after all, there were waves.It's just because of the actions of this little girl named Junxuan that Ye Gucheng can see clearly.

The big sound has no sound, but the elephant has no shape.The move Junxuan used just now when he was in danger seems to have nothing to do with the move Ye Gucheng had already accumulated to intimidate the opponent, but the retraction and release of the sword intent is no different from the swaying of the sword energy—that is The move he used just now, Jun Xuan has only seen it once.

Jun Xuan still had no expression on her face, she looked at Ye Gucheng fixedly, and slowly uttered the first sentence in five years.

She said, "Brother."

Ye Gucheng paused, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.He straightened Li Junxuan's messy soft hair, and said just now: "So, tomorrow in the snowy bamboo forest, you can practice swords with me."

#I didn’t open a few hangups, how dare I say that I’m the heroine#

#城主今天不惊抑, he is just firmly walking on the road of raising (crime) into (crime)#

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