Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain

A fifteenth night of the lunar month. The top of the Forbidden City.

The moon is now at its zenith.

The cool breeze brings chill.

At this time, everyone is sitting on the eaves, staring blankly at the two white-clothed men standing opposite each other.

No one thought that this decisive battle was a game. The real purpose was not to fight a decisive battle, but to change the dynasty.

They all felt that Ye Gucheng was too bold.

Only Lu Xiaofeng could see his loneliness. Because his life was really too boring except for the sword. Taking the emperor's life was probably the only interesting thing for him besides swordsmanship.

The bone-piercing sword intent spread out.

Their swords were all unsheathed, reflecting the cold light of the moon.

This was a duel between the two top swordsmen in the world, a rare duel, and also the last duel.

Because after this battle, there would never be such a sharp sword in the world again.

No matter who died tonight.

Ximen Chuxue's sword was bound, and Ye Gucheng...

He was already a dead man.

The dead man was personally booked by the common lord of the world.

The imperial guards of the Forbidden City were drawing their bows and arrows, aiming at the Southern King's accomplice who was as famous as Ximen Chuxue in swordsmanship.

Lu Xiaofeng thought so, and saw that the two men attacked at the same time, evenly matched.

In a flash, more than a dozen moves had passed.

People with slightly poor eyesight had already lost the trace of the sword. They could only hear the clanging sound of weapons clashing.

But Lu Xiaofeng was not a person with poor eyesight.

Two peerless swords were facing each other.

Ximen Chuxue was about to lose. He fell in love with Sun Xiuqing. He was no longer the pure swordsman. He became an ordinary man who had a sense of life and death and cared about his family.

This move could determine the outcome. Lu Xiaofeng thought.

The sword light drew a bright white streamer in the dark night.

Everyone was concentrating and holding their breath.

Everyone had been waiting for this battle for a long time. No matter if they were alive or dead.

No matter if it was the honest monk, Mu Zhenren, Gongsun Da Niang, Li Yanbei.

Or Lu Xiaofeng.

This peak battle that they had been looking forward to and appreciating was also coming to an end.

It was coming to an end with one person’s death or both of them dying.

Lu Xiaofeng actually didn’t want to see such an ending. To him, Ximen Chuxue was a friend, and Ye Gucheng was also a friend. He didn’t want to see anyone injured or die.

But this battle was unavoidable.

Because they were both swordsmen who should be unparalleled in the world.

They all had the feeling that if there was Yu, why was there Liang?

What could dispel this feeling was the blood of a person.

Lu Xiaofeng could understand, so he sighed rarely, and a little melancholy rose in his heart.

He looked at this unparalleled duel.

Was Ximen Chuxue going to lose?

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly widened his eyes, and he began to be thankful for his good eyesight.

Was Ye Gucheng's sword slow?

No, it wasn't. His sword just stopped for a moment, and then became faster.

It was just that moment of slowness.

The feeling he gave people suddenly changed.

The killing moves used are often like spilled water, which can never be taken back. But Ye Gucheng broke this rule.

The killing moves that would inevitably draw blood were eliminated by his slightly bent wrist, and he even had enough strength to perfectly block Ximen Chuxue's sword.

The two swords collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

No one saw how he moved, he seemed to just turn his wrist and change the trend of the sword.

Everyone only saw the black sheathed long sword that was picked up and flashed coldly under the moonlight.

They couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

In such a battle, if the sword leaves the hand, it means death.

Ximen Chuxue is a top swordsman, and he will never forget to hold his sword tightly at any time.

So, this is not a coincidence. This person really used his strength to pick up Ximen Chuxue's sword, which is said to be bloody as soon as it is unsheathed.

Ximen Chuxue looked at his empty hand for a long time, "I lost."

He said again, "You should have done this in your first move."

The person standing opposite frowned at this time, reducing his sense of elegance and arrogance.

He had not yet determined the situation, and saw a sharp sword coming towards him. It was just a reflex habit to attack. Because he had faced too many deaths, he had to develop such a habit.

Ximen Chuxue's sword left his hand and he closed his eyes.

However, he did not wait for the next sword.

Ximen Chuxue opened his eyes, and he did not understand Ye Gucheng's thoughts, "Why don't you kill me?"

For Ximen Chuxue, there is only death, no failure.

And Ye Gucheng clearly has a chance. As long as he does not stop, everything will end.

Everyone saw that the winner obviously tightened his sword in his hand.

The knuckles were already showing the bluish-white color of bones.

But he never attacked again.

Because at this time, Ye Gucheng was no longer Ye Gucheng. But no one would understand this.

Jiang Chen clenched the sword tightly, feeling depressed for a while. Of course he knew that he was dead again. Of course he remembered it.

So what the hell did the original owner do!

The environment in front of him was completely unfamiliar, and Jiang Chen's heart suddenly sank. The person in front of him was completely unfamiliar, and his heart sank again and again.

There was a lot of murderous aura hidden around.

Maybe the owner of the new body was the kind that was hated by heaven and people.

That's why so many people were watching him, and so many people were expecting him to die.

In just a moment, many memories flashed through Jiang Chen's mind. The sudden addition of decades of memories was like a sharp sword, piercing the dusty memories of the past again, making Jiang Chen's mind dizzy for a while.

Fortunately, no one noticed this abnormality. They were all shocked by this sword and couldn't come back to their senses.

On the palace of Baiyun City, on the edge of the sea cliff, under the peach blossoms, one person, one sword. At this time, he was just a swordsman, but just now, he broke into the emperor's bedroom to kill people.

It was Ye Gucheng!

Jiang Chen's face darkened when he got this memory.

Ximen Chuxue on the opposite side asked why he didn't kill him. Jiang Chen came back to his senses and forced himself to calm down. His eyes swept over him, but he didn't answer, and turned slightly.

Such a gloomy look.

Ximen Chuxue felt that suddenly, he could no longer see his figure in Ye Gucheng's eyes.

Suddenly, he no longer considered him an opponent.

The spectators had good eyesight and could see his movements.

How arrogant he must be to ignore someone like Ximen Chuxue.

However, they inexplicably felt that Ye Gucheng had the qualifications to be so proud.

Just now, he knocked the sword out of Ximen Chuxue's hand. With a nonchalant attitude.

Everyone watched.

Jiang Chen slowly held his sword horizontally, frowned, "Get out of the way!"

Ximen Chuxue said, "There must be a fight to the death between you and me."

Although the words were full of murderous intent, Jiang Chen remained calm. He asked, "Do you want to kill me?"

"No, this is a contest. For a swordsman, this is an honor." He was quite firm.

Whether killing or being killed, it is a thing worthy of respect.

Ximen Chuxue is not afraid of death. It is a great honor to die under such an outstanding swordsmanship. However, he is still worried about his wife and children, Ye Xiuqing.

Jiang Chen looked up at him, and clearly saw the enthusiasm in his eyes when he said this, but he was a little hesitant. Even Jiang Chen suddenly felt confused, "You don't want to live?"

"No, it's just death, which should also be chosen."

Jiang Chen heard his words and suddenly smiled coldly. If he could choose, why would he stand here.

He wanted to leave here, just raised his foot.

Ximen Chuxue blocked him.

Jiang Chen stabbed with a sword, which was without any warning.

Ximen Chuxue had top-notch light skills, he could dodge, but facing such a cold murderous aura, he suddenly couldn't move. Or, he didn't want to move.

There should be no failure in his life. It is an honor to die under such a sword.

A sword pierced his shoulder. Jiang Chen said coldly, "Just based on what you said before, I won't kill you."

Ximen Chuxue was slightly stunned, what did you say?

Before he could come up with any conclusion, he heard him say, "But this opportunity only comes once."

"For those who want to kill me, I will always let them take the lead." He did not look at Ximen Chuxue again, he looked at those people who overestimated their own abilities.

This sentence seemed to be said to Ximen Chuxue, and it seemed to be said to the archers standing below.

Everyone was shocked.

Lu Xiaofeng jumped two steps to support Ximen Chuxue, worried, "Why didn't you dodge?"

There was a lot of blood, but it was actually just a flesh wound. Lu Xiaofeng found this and breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Gucheng.

He drew his sword quickly and put it away quickly, and even did not bring blood.

Ximen Chuxue looked at his back inexplicably, and only said, "Good swordsmanship."

Jiang Chen ignored it, he just raised his foot and took a step towards the city gate.

"Ka..."

The subtle sound of the bowstring being pulled.

Jiang Chen's eyes moved slightly, and he saw the cold light of the arrows ambushed in the surrounding houses.

His raised foot fell back to the original place. He turned his head and looked around, the imperial palace guards.

They put their arrows on the bows and waited for the order from Wei Ziyun, the Xiaoxiang swordsman, who was in charge of the imperial palace.

Wei Ziyun's face was already livid. "Lord Ye, I advise you that you have committed the great crime of exterminating your entire clan. Once this rain of arrows comes out, even the strongest person will be shot to the bone! Your Excellency, surrender quickly and don't act rashly!"

Jiang Chen lowered his eyes slightly. Ridiculous!

He suddenly asked, "What if you surrender?"

Wei Ziyun couldn't answer, what else could he do? Naturally, he would be beheaded at the Meridian Gate. No matter what choice he made, His Majesty the Emperor would not let him live.

Jiang Chen turned his head again and looked at the city gate. So, there was no point in saying more.

A person who had just died often didn't want to die again immediately. Jiang Chen was like this.

Wei Ziyun couldn't see his expression, but he still held the sword in his hand tightly.

No one could remain calm when facing such a strong enemy.

A row of neatly arranged arrows with cold light were aimed at the people on the top of the Forbidden City.

Confrontation.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Lu Xiaofeng sat on one side, looked down, then looked up, and sighed.

Looking at Ye Gucheng in white clothes, standing on the roof quite casually, without any scruples. Lu Xiaofeng looked at him, but always felt that something seemed to be beyond his expectations.

At this time, his whole person was separated from his sword, but he was still like wind and clouds, making people suddenly unpredictable.

Obviously, he was still a swordsman pursuing the sword spirit when he saw him before, but at this time, Lu Xiaofeng suddenly couldn't understand, couldn't understand his heart, and couldn't understand his moves.

I only know that he has changed.

The aloof Lord of Baiyun City is naturally different from the indifferent people of reincarnation.

Jiang Chen's expression was a little gloomy, and he took a step on the smooth roof as if he were walking on flat ground.

Wei Yuyun's face darkened and he waved his hand.

"Buzz!"

It was the sound of arrows being fired.

Lu Xiaofeng wanted to stop it, but found that he didn't know how to stop it. Because Ye Gucheng committed a great crime that should be exterminated by the nine clans. He wanted to kill the emperor and let Li Daitao, the prince of the Southern King, take over.

Even Lu Xiaofeng couldn't figure out why he was in the rivers and lakes but entered the court.

Originally a guest from the sky, why did he want to enter the world.

Just because he was too lonely?

This is not impossible. You know, people who have been bored for a long time can die in various ways.

The rain of arrows attacked the roof, and everyone hurriedly jumped off the roof. When they turned around, they saw that Ye Gucheng's face had not changed.

Lu Xiaofeng just took Ximen Chuxue to avoid it, and he stayed on the roof. He was thinking whether to help Ye Gucheng avoid the imperial guards. But he knew clearly that the arrogant Ye Gucheng would never allow others to interfere.

Since some time ago, this person's emotions could no longer be captured. His heart was already calm.

Lu Xiaofeng was surprised. Is there really someone who can be calm?

Jiang Chen waved the sword in his hand, just a simple wave. Only a cold light passed by his body.

"Crack."

The sound of arrows shattering.

Beside him, the arrows stopped and broke in half.

Fell on the roof and the ground.

His eyes became more and more gloomy, and he repeated in a cold voice, "Get out of the way!"

The murderous aura spread.

At this time, his calm face was finally no longer calm, and the murderous aura on him was simply terrifying.

"I'm not in a good mood now." He waved his sword, knocked down the long arrow, and looked at the guards who were drawing the bows below, "So, don't block the way."

Such arrogance, but no one dared to refute it.

It sounded strangely in everyone's ears.

His tone was calm, but it seemed that he could not suppress his anger. Those who were swept by his eyes shuddered. At this time, no one chose to question his words.

What kind of eyes are those, only dark and gloomy, only the cold sword light is reflected in the eyes.

They all felt cold in their hearts.

Is this invisible sword him?

This is... Ye Gucheng?

Is his internal strength so strong?

Lu Xiaofeng sighed and looked at Ye Gucheng. What kind of person is this? Obviously before, he was only lonely. Now, he is so indifferent. How many people has he killed? Is it really just the simple rumors in the martial arts world that more than a hundred swordsmen died in the challenge?

Lu Xiaofeng didn't think so. Because Ye Gucheng at this time was not like a human being.

He was not like the legendary immortal from outer space. His murderous aura was terrifying to those who had seen many deaths and lives.

Now he just tiptoed and jumped off the golden glazed tile eaves. With a clear and graceful posture, he flew into the night sky.

His figure was agile, flying through the rain of arrows. His expression did not waver, as if the rain of thousands of swords could not worry him.

Although the sword light passed, the spotless white clothes had already seeped out of bright red.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at him and was stunned for a moment.

Everyone was the same.

Because of sighing, sighing at this person's courage, and sighing at his excellence. This dense rain of arrows can instantly poke a person into a sieve, but Ye Gucheng is still alive.

He even smiled.

Lu Xiaofeng felt cold in his heart and quickly shouted, "Get down!"

Seeing the long sword in Ye Gucheng's wrist turn, he turned a circle in the air, avoiding the arrows, and the sword in his hand also turned a circle. All the approaching arrows were split in half.

What kind of sword is this! Lu Xiaofeng had no answer.

The sword light drew a circle in front of him, and the arrowheads hit the sword with a bang, and then were gathered together by his sword energy. When the internal force came out, all the arrowheads flew back.

It split the newly shot arrows and stabbed the people standing below.

The guards were immediately confused.

They hurriedly gathered shields to block.

In a blink of an eye, they saw him rushing towards the city gate in white clothes.

Everyone hurriedly chased after him.

At this time, Ye Gucheng was already standing on the archway of the palace. There was only a little white in his back. When everyone chased after him, they realized that this person really had the power of the immortal phoenix, although he had already taken away most of his life with that move just now.

A strong smell of blood spread from the wind.

The moon tonight was originally as bright and quiet as water, but now it seemed to be stained with blood red.

He turned his face, and everyone could hardly get any other information from his expression. There was only calmness and indifference on his face.

There was also a gloomy mood that gradually disappeared.

They saw that the white clothes had been stained red. But he just stood there, looking so proud.

He said, "... blind pursuit often ruins people's lives." After a pause, he completely ignored the cold light, "Those who want to kill me but can't kill me are destined to die in my hands." The blood on his body could not be distinguished from the guards' or his own.

The people who came had cold sweat on their backs and pale faces. Facing him, the hot blood in their bodies seemed to flow back, followed by a bone-chilling cold.

He was only one step away from leaving the emperor's palace.

No one could stop him, and Lu Xiaofeng, who was highly expected, pretended to see nothing. Asking him to catch a friend was almost as likely as an honest monk not being honest, or Sikong Zhaixing not stealing people.

Ye Gucheng was a friend, and Lu Xiaofeng thought so since the first time he met him.

He was just too lonely.

The moonlight fell and reflected on his white clothes with little white space. This man was no longer a fairy from the sky, but a bloody killer.

All those who stood in his way died under his sword.

The sword intent of the fairy from the sky, the bloodthirsty sword energy.

The dead fell to the ground until the blood flowed into a river.

No one could see his real movements.

Ximen Chuxue covered his bleeding wound, looked at his figure going away, and suddenly said, "I'm not as good as him."

Lu Xiaofeng said, "Huh?" Why did you say that?

Ximen Chuxue said, "I'm not as ruthless as him."

Lu Xiaofeng touched his eyebrows, which were more than ordinary people, and pondered.

Ximen Chuxue said slowly, "Even before I met Madam Ximen, I was not as good as him."

The atmosphere was a little heavy, and Lu Xiaofeng whispered to him, "Is it because you have never used Qinggong under so many arrows?"

Ximen Chuxue also laughed. He didn't laugh often, but his laugh was dazzling. "You are right. I am only willing to die under such a sword. And under so many arrows, I dare not use Qinggong. So I am not as good as him."

Wei Ziyun stood there with a sullen face. Seeing Lu Xiaofeng, he walked over.

Lu Xiaofeng immediately became serious.

Wei Ziyun said solemnly, "If he escapes, we can't get away from it."

Lu Xiaofeng's face was rarely gloomy.

In this world, there is probably no one with a faster sword than Ye Gucheng, and no one who is calmer and more arrogant than him.

His calmness was not changing his face in the rain of thousands of arrows, and his arrogance was that he could beat the guards and escape from the Forbidden City openly after the Jingtian plan failed.

Is there anything else in the world that this person dare not do?

Lu Xiaofeng also had a headache.

He had not forgotten that the emperor was waiting for a reply in the palace.

Wei Ziyun sighed and asked Lu Xiaofeng, "You are usually smart and have the best ideas. Just look at what we should do?"

Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly, "What else can we do?" He looked in the direction of the emperor's bedroom, "Just tell the truth."

Wei Ziyun gritted his teeth and said, "Now he is also seriously injured. I will immediately post a wanted notice."

Lu Xiaofeng did not nod or shake his head.

The moonlit night has passed.

It was early morning. The Forbidden City was in a panic all night.

Ye Gucheng was nowhere to be found.

The emperor was a little angry and a little worried. Because he was afraid that Ye Gucheng would make a comeback.

Jiang Chen could not make a comeback again for the time being because he was injured.

Although he was injured, he still circled the eaves of the capital several times. There were several circles of blood.

He sat down, and on the eaves, he slowly cleaned up his wounds, and went out of the city, back to the cabin where Ye Gucheng stayed before the decisive battle.

It sounds like a long time, but it wasn't long. Because after he left the city, the guards' transfer orders were approved, and the imperial city soon began a large-scale search.

Then it was found that the bloodstains went around in circles. I don't know if he left the city or hid in the city, thinking that dangerous places are safe. Because I can't be sure, I can only search in a carpet style, which is extremely time-consuming, giving Jiang Chen enough time.

There is a river not far from the cabin. He didn't sleep all night and rode away.

But after all, losing too much blood is not fun. When he left all the way, I don't know where he went, and he lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, my body was wrapped in bandages and smelled of gold wound medicine.

Outside the room, there was the fragrance of flowers.

The warm sunlight fell, stinging people's eyes.

Someone asked him, "Are you awake?"

Jiang Chen frowned, "You saved me?"

The man was wearing a simple green robe and sat there, with a smile on his face that never disappeared.

Jiang Chen sighed slightly, "You shouldn't have saved me."

"No matter who falls in front of me, I will save them."

"Then..." He paused, "Thank you very much."

"It seems that you don't want to die?"

"Yes."

"I am Hua Manlou."

Jiang Chen remained calm, "Nice to meet you."

He acted so cold, but Hua Manlou still smiled, "It's not polite to come without returning the favor. Or do you not want to reveal your name?"

Jiang Chen was silent for a while.

Hua Manlou said, "Well. Everyone has their own secrets. You are seriously injured, so you should recover here."

His eyes were obviously empty, but he seemed to be able to see everything around him, and he walked towards the door with a clear goal.

"Jiang Chen."

Jiang Chen? A name I have never heard of before.

A person who is still alive after being injured to this extent should not be so unknown.

He paused, but did not ask again.

Hua Manlou is indeed a person who loves life. Even if he has only watched for two days, Jiang Chen knows this fact.

He always has a smile like Nuan Yang on his face, which is different from Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen used to smile, and he also smiled like Nuan Yang. People who are not familiar with him are often deceived by him. But those who really understand him know that it is not Nuan Yang, but a black-hearted fox. Although this second kind of person no longer exists.

But now, he really can't laugh.

Within two days, the people who were rescued had disappeared.

Hua Manlou looked at the empty bed and smiled, "What a... strange person."

Jiang Chen had to leave. If he stayed here, he would most likely encounter Lu Xiaofeng. And Lu Xiaofeng often means trouble.

When he wandered all the way and killed the people he was chasing, Ye Gucheng's reputation was no longer that of a flying fairy, but a murderer.

When Jiang Chen heard this, he just sneered. Killing and being killed are personal choices. If they hadn't pursued Jiang Chen for profit, they would never have died under Jiang Chen's sword.

If you have the guts to kill, you must have the guts to die.

Ten thousand taels of gold, Ye Gucheng's head is really valuable.

He no longer plans to stay in the Central Plains, nor does he plan to return to Baiyun City. No matter where you go, you never stay here.

However, plans can change faster than they can. Before he could really leave, people from Baiyun City came looking for him first.

Because I heard someone say that the emperor wanted to destroy Baiyun City. If Ye Gucheng didn't commit suicide.

Jiang Chen naturally did not intend to die.

But there are always many people who persecute him.

"Lord City Lord..."

Jiang Chen glanced at the visitor. He was holding the teacup and couldn't figure out how he was found. Even the imperial guards in the imperial city could not find him.

They were all uniformly dressed in white, "City Lord, come back with us to take charge of the overall situation..."

Jiang Chen put down the cup, "What is he going to do?"

"The emperor plans to surround Baiyun City."

"How do you know?"

"The fastest runner in the world is not the horse, but the news."

"Why should I help you?" Although Ye Gucheng did care for his wings, Jiang Chen didn't. The death of a stranger has nothing to do with him. Being able to die, fail, and be threatened only means that you are not strong enough.

The man was stunned. After a while, he slowly but firmly said, "Because you are our city lord."

Jiang Chen frowned slightly.

He knelt down and looked very sincere, "City Lord, we don't want to die. We don't want you to be homeless either. Baiyun City is your home."

Ye Gucheng's memory suddenly flashed out of his mind.

He often stood in the sea breeze to feel the sword's power, and often practiced Qinggong under the moonlight. Everything is in Baiyun City.

But there is always only one person.

He inherited his parents' orders to practice martial arts and swordsmanship to protect Baiyun City, but he watched helplessly as children of the same age lived happily.

Loneliness, jealousy, resentment, unwillingness, all the emotions surged up from the bottom of his heart, and Jiang Chen looked a little pale.

Countless fragments are exposed in the mind.

But he could tell quite clearly that it was Ye Gucheng's emotion. However, since he was so greatly affected, how could it be said that Jiang Chen himself did not have such darkness?

His darkness is probably even worse than that of Ye Gucheng.

...Or does Ye Gucheng want to reject them because the consciousness of the original owner has not dissipated yet?

Jiang Chen had to rub his eyebrows to relieve the inexplicable tingling feeling. After a long time, he said, "You..."

Everyone knelt down and said, "Please return to the island to take charge of the overall situation."

Jiang Chen did not refuse. He had a feeling that if he went back, Ye Gucheng would not make things easier for him. However, he didn't like being threatened. Ye Gucheng hated the place where he was trapped, but Jiang Chen insisted on guarding it.

It is easier to kill one person than to kill a group of people. Baiyun City is nothing more than a blessing.

The quick feet of people in the world are ultimately faster than the imperial city's attack orders.

Jiang Chen and others took a boat out to sea and finally arrived at Feixian Island.

Compared with the Peach Blossom Island in his memory, this is less of a paradise of leisurely clouds and wild cranes. Ye Gucheng really treats it as a city.

Hearing that the imperial court was coming to clean up Baiyun City, the people on the island now seemed a little panicked. However, when they saw their city lord, they were a little afraid, but also had a look of reassurance and trust, as if there was such a city lord. No matter what difficulty it is, it is no longer a difficulty.

It can be seen that Ye Gucheng is also quite sophisticated in the city. He has never expressed his intention to destroy Baiyun City, but these people have such high enthusiasm for him.

People who live here feel that they have to thank the city owner and his family.

Back then, Feixian Island was not the peaceful and peaceful place it is now. Pirates were rampant around it, but the imperial court had always ignored it. Later, the Ye family came and the place calmed down.

Many people heard that it was safe here and came here, which is why it developed like this. In addition to the inside of Baiyun City, the outside of the city is also gradually becoming lively.

However, the city lord of this generation had a bad fate. His parents passed away too early, and since he lost his parents, he has become more and more withdrawn. He lives with his sword all day long and is not attractive to anyone.

I heard a few years ago that he was invited to be the master of Prince Pingnan, but I didn't expect that he would come back again today.

His return can be regarded as a reassurance for the people in the city.

The city lord is not dead, which is the best thing.

Baiyun City quickly entered a fighting state, and Jiang Chen didn't need to remind him. The pirates were unconvinced before and had plans to destroy Baiyun City, but they failed. Baiyun City is on guard against this.

Now that the imperial court wants to clean up Baiyun City, it will not be an easy task.

Often, within two days of arriving at the sea border, the leader would go to hell.

Except for Ximen Chuixue, no one has survived under the Feixian Sword.

After this confrontation for more than half a month, the emperor, with a dark look on his face, summoned Lu Xiaofeng to solve the problem.

Lu Xiaofeng climbed along the pole, using soft and hard tactics, hoping that the emperor would turn big things into trivial matters.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't want people like Ye Gucheng to die because of this matter.

The emperor did not agree.

After another two months, he couldn't bear it anymore.

Lu Xiaofeng took the order and went out to the sea to reconcile.

He really didn't do what the people who came to destroy Baiyun City did before, and could only see corpses the next day.

Jiang Chen was still quite polite and specially invited them to visit the city.

And Lu Xiaofeng agreed.

Although Hua Manlou lost his eyes, his hearing and sense of smell were amazingly good. He would never forget the voice he heard once. When he heard this voice again, he didn't feel any anger of being deceived, "Lord Ye, nice to meet you."

Hua Manlou would naturally not be angry. It's not strange to have one or two pseudonyms when going out.

However, Hua Manlou always felt that the tone of his voice when he said the two words Jiang Chen was really not like a pseudonym.

However, Ye Gucheng would only be Ye Gucheng. Of course, his name would not be anything else. Hua Manlou could only ignore the strange feeling in his heart.

Jiang Chen also said, "Nice to meet you."

Lu Xiaofeng mentioned the reconciliation to him, and Jiang Chen said, "The choice is not up to me now."

Lu Xiaofeng said, "Why would the Jianghu people go against the court?"

Jiang Chen chuckled, "Are you afraid of this?"

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head.

"Then why should I be afraid?"

"But..."

"I don't like killing people."

Lu Xiaofeng's mouth slightly grinned, but he killed a lot of people along the way.

Jiang Chen immediately understood what he meant, and he slowly said, "The people I killed are also those who want to kill me."

That is to say, he will not attack those who don't kill him?

Lu Xiaofeng's four eyebrows moved, and he confirmed, "I understand what I mean?"

Jiang Chen glanced at him and nodded, "You understand what I mean." Baiyun City is not suitable for war. Although the people in the city trust Ye Gucheng very much, how can Jiang Chen protect them forever? The problem must be solved before it is maximized, and the loss is minimized.

This weird conversation was actually a bit confusing, but everyone could feel that the atmosphere was at least not so heavy.

Lu Xiaofeng liked wine and beauties. And there were many fine wines and beauties in the outer city of Baiyun. This was in stark contrast to the place where Ye Gucheng lived in the inner city. There was a large area around his house that was deserted.

Lu Xiaofeng stayed here on the pretext of drunkenly lying on the lap of a beauty. He really couldn't figure out how Ye Gucheng developed such a character in such a place. This was simply incredible.

Although his residence was indeed quiet and depressing, Ye Gucheng really had no interest in the Red Mansion Tavern not far away?

He touched his two extra eyebrows. Could this big man have some hidden illness?

Ye Gucheng's calm face flashed through his mind, and Lu Xiaofeng shook his head fiercely, as if to throw this weird idea out of his head. Guilt... Ye Gucheng should be like this, otherwise he couldn't practice peerless swordsmanship.

Thinking of Ye Gucheng, he couldn't help but think of Ximen Chuxue.

After the decisive battle on September 15, he looked quite decadent. But later, Lu Xiaofeng was no longer worried about his decadence. Lu Xiaofeng was worried that he would spend the rest of his life with the sword. He was very enthusiastic about the sword. He had completely ignored Sun Xiuqing.

At present, his only goal was probably to practice sword and defeat Ye Gucheng.

Lu Xiaofeng sighed, Miss Sun, Mrs. Ximen. Looking at Ximen Chuxue's current appearance, this Mrs. Ximen might not be so happy.

However, a woman married a sword, this ending is probably inevitable.

Lu Xiaofeng thought about it for a while, but he didn't want to think about it anymore. He was such a knight, originally free and unrestrained in the rivers and lakes, but now he was caught by the emperor and had to confront Ye Gucheng. Lu Xiaofeng was also embarrassed. Although Ye Gucheng also recognized him as a friend, he was really afraid that Ye Gucheng would take his two fingers to test the power of his Tianwai Feixian swordsmanship on a whim.

Never guess what a sword fanatic is thinking, because you will never understand no matter how hard you try.

Lu Xiaofeng thought he was a normal person, so he did not understand the madness of Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuxue who liked to test their swords on others.

It was a fluke to be able to block one move, but it was very unlikely to be able to block the second move.

What's more, the sword that Ye Gucheng used to defeat Ximen Chuxue was a mysterious sword.

A few days passed peacefully like this.

Jiang Chen took out a white silk and wiped the sword that belonged only to Ye Gucheng.

Hua Manlou said, "I once heard that behind every strong man, there is an unforgettable past."

Jiang Chen paused and put down the sword, "What do you want to say?"

"Only after going through hardships can you have a strong heart, and a strong heart can make you a strong person. I'm just curious, what kind of person were you in the past?"

Jiang Chen turned his wrist, and the sword light reflected in Hua Manlou's unfocused eyes, "What you shouldn't know, you shouldn't ask."

Yes, prying into the past of the strong is often dangerous.

Hua Manlou agreed with this and changed the subject. He was always like this, never forcing anything, and never refusing others' requests, as if nothing could break his happiness. He looked at everything in the world with gentleness and tolerance, a mentality that many people envied. "How can one be considered a strong person? I don't have a pair of eyes, but I can see more clearly than many people who have eyes. A strong person is not a lonely one. People standing on the top of a mountain are often too lonely. That's because he only cares about one person. People who are lost in the sword light often ignore the breeze and the bright moon around them. When a person is lost, the only one who can find himself is himself."

"...Is that so?" Jiang Chen asked him, his eyes were cold, looking at the red sunset in the distance, but it seemed that he was not. The confusion at this moment was somewhat different from Ye Gucheng's previous confusion.

Ye Gucheng was not confused, his sword and his goal were enough to keep him from being confused.

But Jiang Chen was different.

"I have always believed that...no one is born to be a wicked person. Before he is disappointed with his life, there must be a disappointing past."

"Aren't your eyes disappointing enough?"

When it comes to his eyes, Hua Manlou is still warm, and the arc of his mouth has never changed. "Whether you can live happily or not, the problem is not whether you are blind, but whether you really like your own life and whether you really want to live happily."

"If you want to, so what?"

Hua Manlou was calm and firm, that is an admirable firmness, it is this firmness that makes him have a loving attitude towards life under any circumstances, "If you want to, you can."

Jiang Chen smiled slowly, "It seems that you also believe that man can conquer nature?"

Hua Manlou tilted his head, and soon, even his unfocused eyes showed a little smile, "Man can conquer nature? I only know that for me, every day of life is a new beginning. I don't need to make enemies, nor do I need to pursue fame and fortune... I just want to live my life well today and look forward to tomorrow." He reached out and took the flowers on the table. He had a pair of invisible eyes, but he was still accurate. He had a satisfied and warm smile on his face, "The flower of life is so beautiful and so fragile. All we do is hope that its brilliant bloom will last longer."

"Yes." Jiang Chen responded, "It has always been so fragile."

Hua Manlou looked at him in surprise. He never thought that the aloof, indifferent, and cold Lord of Baiyun City would also sigh like this.

But seeing him walk to the door, Hua Manlou felt that such a person, his indifference all over his body, was just a habitual disguise to protect himself. In this way, his white clothes are so out of tune with the free sea and free wind here, but strangely, he seems to be a person who can be out of this world.

The feeling of leaving the world and traveling far away makes people sigh.

Ye Gucheng, he is just like his name, a lonely leaf, drifting in the world, and seems so arrogant.

Hua Manlou thought. Before this, he actually didn't think he would like Ye Gucheng, just like he didn't like Ximen Chuxue.

Because they are both swords, and all swords are blood.

Hua Manlou doesn't like blood.

However, Ye Gucheng is different. He doesn't like blood either.

He has not only swords, but also the pursuit of life.

Just like a snow lotus on a glacier, he lives in a harsh and lifeless cold, but he tries to live.

That is not the ruthless sword intention of a swordsman, that is the indifference condensed from the cold.

At the same time, it is also fragile.

The biting cold wind presses this life, but it has been holding on until now.

What a touching life this is.

Although Hua Manlou's eyes were dull, his heart was envied by everyone. But such a person, he suddenly said to Jiang Chen, "I have never seen anyone like you."

Jiang Chen turned around and saw his smiling face.

"Hate all this and love all this."

Jiang Chen said slowly, "I have never seen anyone like you."

Hua Manlou laughed out loud, "I am curious, what kind of person does the city lord think I am."

"Smart man."

"Smart?"

Hua Manlou did not hear his reply.

He knew that he was gone.

"..."

Some memories are like water, and they will naturally be forgotten after a long time. Some memories are like wine, and the longer the time, the clearer it is. What you think of in your heart, you can never get rid of it.

How can a creature like a human forget some things just like that?

Love is what it should be, and hate is also what it should be.

The author has something to say: Sorry...

Something happened at home this morning, so I delayed it before I reached 10,000 words...

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