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

Of course Hua Manlou didn’t want Ye Gucheng to get a bad reputation for nothing, so he just said that Ye Gucheng came to ask Ximen Chuixue Wujian for advice.

Of course Jiang Chen would not really go to rob Wanmei Villa, his goal was Lu Xiaofeng. Not really a robbery.

Baiyun City at least does not lack the things found in Wanmei Villa. What's more, there aren't many things in this world that Jiang Chen can really take a liking to.

As for the result of Ximen Chuixue meeting Ye Gucheng again...

How can we know the outcome of something that has not happened yet?

Only what happens will have consequences.

So Huamanlou didn’t think about it specially. Because he has great confidence in Ye Gucheng.

For Jiang Chen, there will always be only one outcome.

Death, after all, is something unavoidable between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue.

Jiang Chen was already avoiding it because he didn't want to get entangled with a person who only knew how to deal with swords.

However, Ximen Chuixue couldn't stand Yu Liang's existence when it came to swords. He will eventually come to decide life and death.

In a decisive way.

Because Ximen Chuixue has always felt that as a swordsman, killing or being killed is an honor.

"...Why do some people like to seek death by themselves?"

"You mean Ximen Chuixue?"

"No."

"I mean Lu Xiaofeng."

Hua Manlou was slightly startled, but then smiled, "That's true. His ability to find trouble for himself is indeed admirable. Not even Ximen Chuixue can compare to it."

Moonlight night. Cool night. The moon is like a disc, bright and moving.

Just like that night on top of the Forbidden City.

The humble inn was immersed in silence.

The innocent guest has gone to bed. The troubled guest is still waiting for that thing to happen.

Jiang Chen didn't sleep.

The whole building was full of flowers and I didn’t even sleep.

Moonlight poured in from the window. It shines as white as snow.

But in the corner, there is still some darkness that cannot be illuminated.

Hua Manlou lit a candle in her hand. He didn't need this light originally, but Ye Gucheng did.

He does not forget the needs of others just because he does not need them himself. Huamanlou has always been accustomed to thinking more about the people around him, and he often does this.

When he pushed the door open and came in, Ye Gucheng was still wiping his sword.

"You have been polishing this sword for a long time."

The atmosphere suddenly became stagnant for a moment.

There was silence for a long time.

In the darkness, it seemed that only the sound of the heartbeat could be heard. The person sitting opposite seemed to suddenly become air, a dead person.

It's so depressing that it's uncomfortable.

Hua Manlou was a little at a loss, and he didn't know what he said wrong.

I don't know how long it took before I heard the voice of the other party, which was mixed with emotion and anger, "It's stained with blood, but it only lasts for a moment."

Huamanlou was silent for a while. He loosened the candlestick and placed it gently on the table, taking care of the flowers in the porcelain vase. When a breeze came over, he smiled softly, "...the wind will bring the fragrance of flowers."

He handed over a flower casually, which was extinguished under the light of the lamp.

Many people will be frightened by the irritated Jiang Chen, who is still in the dark, but Huamanlou remains the same as before. As the Jianghu people say, nothing can break his happiness.

With more fresh flowers in front of him, Jiang Chen finally recovered from the bright red rising in front of his eyes. He rubbed his brows, smiled stiffly, and reached out to take it.

Although, he knew that this was just a comfort.

The fragrance of flowers cannot hide the blood.

The cool breeze on a moonlit night. The wind is cool, but still gentle.

The murderous intention has arrived with the fierce wind.

So the wind is cooler.

Ximen Chuixue has arrived.

He landed on the eaves directly opposite, the sword in his hand flashed with cold light, and he said slowly, "I'm here."

Hua Manlou looked up and his smile faded a little. He even sighed, "You are indeed right."

Guess he will definitely come back on the night of the twelfth lunar month.

Rushed to Ye Gucheng.

Fifteen, moonlit night.

This is where it all begins and will obviously be where it all ends.

Jiang Chen just nodded.

Ximen Chuixue's sword had already been unsheathed, and he said coldly, "I know you are doing it for Lu Xiaofeng."

Jiang Chen frowned slightly, "It's for you."

Ximen Chuixue said, "I had already planned to go to Feixian Island."

"..."

Seeing his silence, Ximen Chuixue snorted, "Because I know that you have no intention of setting foot in the Central Plains again." Therefore, if you want to see Ye Gucheng, you must go to Feixian Island.

But before he went, Ye Gucheng had already arrived.

Why would he come out again?

Because Ximen Chuixue is chasing Lu Xiaofeng.

"So what?"

"You stepped into the Central Plains again because of Lu Xiaofeng." Ximen Chuixue said, "Because the playboy came to find you."

Jiang Chen said calmly, "As a swordsman, why do you always talk verbally?"

Ximen Chuixue's face darkened. Are you asking his subordinates to see Zhenzhang?

But he is already a ruthless person, so his emotions are not clear. He said coldly, "Because your heart is not still, not still."

This is actually the second time he said this to Ye Gucheng.

At the top of the Forbidden City, when Ye Gucheng was worried about why Lu Xiaofeng discovered the flaw in his perfect plan, Ximen Chuixue also said the same thing.

He said he would not draw a sword. Because Ye Gucheng's heart was restless.

So Ye Gucheng got the reason why the plan failed from Lu Xiaofeng.

He didn't want to die in the hands of the palace people, so he chose to become Ximen Chuixue.

But Jiang Chen is not the real Ye Gucheng. He will never be kind enough to sacrifice his life for someone.

The most important thing in Jiang Chen's heart has never been the sword.

Jiang Chen suddenly smiled, and his smile was like the warm sun. He did not have the coldness of a real swordsman. He was quite indifferent, "Then believe it or not, even if you are confused, you can never beat me."

His smile made the people who were secretly observing feel cold.

When they reacted, they all felt that he was really too arrogant. Although Ye Gucheng had defeated Ximen Chuxue's sword, the current Ximen Chuxue was no longer the Ximen Chuxue of the past.

He had reached the realm of no sword.

Ximen Chuxue finally frowned, "I don't want to attack those who are not sincere to the sword."

"The people you are chasing are not sincere to the sword."

"You are different from them. You are a swordsman."

Jiang Chen frowned slightly, and he had already grasped the sword in his hand. "... I think you need to understand that people who are not sincere to the sword will become a sharp sword."

"The sword is only controlled by people." The consequences of people being controlled by the sword and then being played by the will of heaven, Jiang Chen has already exposed Xuan Xiao.

Endless chill has climbed up Ximen Chuxue's eyebrows. He doesn't like people questioning his swordsmanship. For him, the supreme sword is his lifelong pursuit.

The sword in his hand has also been raised and pointed at Ye Gucheng.

Ye Gucheng, he is no longer the same.

The blood of the sword has spread.

Ye Gucheng has now stood opposite him from the inn.

Everything seems to be a repetition of September 15th.

However, Ximen Chuxue knows that everything is different.

There is no longer a home on his sword.

And Ye Gucheng, he is no longer the swordsman who didn't want to die under the third-rate sword that day.

Their swords have all been unsheathed.

Hua Manlou stood by the window, looking out quietly.

His eyes fell on the two people quite accurately. At this moment, he did not look like a blind man at all.

The murderous aura was too strong.

Even if you don't look for it seriously, the murderous aura is still painful.

Hua Manlou was really sure that Ye Gucheng was not as humble as he saw.

This is also as it should be.

Hua Manlou thought.

After all, he was a swordsman as famous as Ximen Chuxue before.

But even with such a bloody aura, Hua Manlou rarely did not feel unhappy. He sighed slowly.

Since he met Lu Xiaofeng, he thought that he had headaches frequently enough.

But when he met Ye Gucheng, he found that he sighed more and more.

These two people are not very worrying.

When it is dark, people always become very sensitive to the surroundings. Not to mention that Hua Manlou has lived in the dark for more than 20 years.

The sword energy in this darkness is endless cold blood, and the dark gloom.

They are all equally indifferent.

But for Hua Manlou, it is different after all.

Ximen Chuxue was born insensitive to human blood, but Ye Gucheng, the darkness around him made him insensitive to blood.

Hua Manlou once told Lu Xiaofeng that when he saw Ye Gucheng, he felt like he saw himself at another extreme.

Hua Manlou would not hate himself. Even if there was darkness, he could accept and tolerate the dark side of himself.

Lu Xiaofeng always said that he was like a perfect saint, but Hua Manlou never thought he was a saint, because he also had negative moments.

At the beginning, when Shi Xiuxue died, he held her in his arms, but he could not do anything after all. He could only hold her and let the young life like a flower wither. No one could understand his pain at that time. Hua Manlou, who loved life, had to watch the fresh life pass by helplessly as time passed.

At that time, he held Shi Xiuxue in his arms. The inn was silent. Lu Xiaofeng and the others went to chase the murderer.

There was only him and a dead flower.

Yan Zi came and left, and he could not help her solve the difficulties she faced.

No one could understand his sadness at being blind. If he were not blind, at least he could help them. At least his medical skills would not let Shi Xiuxue die so easily. But Shangguan Feiyan would not leave and never look back.

Such loneliness and darkness almost swallowed him.

But Hua Manlou was still Hua Manlou after all. He was not swallowed by the darkness. He chose the light he loved after all. And brought the last warm light to Shi Xiuxue.

Hua Manlou has never been without darkness, but he loves light more. Even if he can't see it, he loves it.

He will also bring everything he loves to others.

Before going to Feixian Island, Hua Manlou met Ye Gucheng. But he is not like Ye Gucheng at all.

Later, he really discovered the difference of Ye Gucheng.

This is a completely opposite existence to Hua Manlou.

The only thing in common is that they are all human beings, not gods.

So they can't be as ruthless as Ximen Chuxue.

It's just that when they show it, Hua Manlou is always light, and Ye Gucheng is dark.

No one can be extremely good or extremely evil forever. There will always be some factors that make him change. But change is not the most important thing. The only important thing is to stick to your original intention.

Hua Manlou's original intention is to believe in the goodness in human nature.

And Jiang Chen has always believed in the profit-seeking nature of human nature.

The news that Ye Gucheng was looking for trouble with Ximen Chuxue had already spread, so there were many people watching the fun.

This time there is no restriction of color-changing ribbons, and no defense of the Forbidden City. At least the honest monk Mu Dao Ren and his companions who had agreed to look for Lu Xiaofeng are here to join in the fun.

Ximen Chuxue has appeared, which means Lu Xiaofeng is temporarily safe. The sword that can threaten Lu Xiaofeng has found another enemy, so Lu Xiaofeng is naturally safe.

But this time, their swords are not as confident as before.

Or rather, Ximen Chuxue's sword is not as confident as before.

Because no matter what, Ye Gucheng can block it.

The sword light is like lightning, splitting the starry night sky.

The moon falls on the sword, and the sword light is like snow.

They have hit from the roof to the treetops.

The leaves that have been separated from the branches because of the sword energy rustle and fall continuously.

Two white clothes staggered past.

Jiang Chen's feet have stepped on very thin branches.

Originally, this should not be something that can bear the weight of an adult man, but the branch is now only slightly bent.

The few leaves on it rustled because of the wind.

The moonlight reflected on the clean sword, and the sword light reflected in his dark eyes, a chill.

Jiang Chen said, "Isn't it good to be alive?"

This was the second time he asked Ximen Chuxue this question.

The moonlight sprinkled on Ximen Chuxue's face, and his ruthless sword was exposed. The little tingling in his neck spread, and the blood stained his white collar red. He still said coldly, "All I want in my life is the sword!"

And an opponent!

The road to the highest sword is destined to be lonely! Even so, all he wants is the sword! Even if he kills all his opponents, until there is no opponent trapped in a lifetime of loneliness!

He must ask for the highest sword intention!

The moon shadow just rose.

The chill is deep.

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