God-level Selection System

Chapter 620 Your Heart Is Not Sincere

Just imagine.

The son of the dignified feudal king actually looked exactly the same as the current saint.

Regardless of whether the person has any thoughts in his mind, I am afraid that they will not be able to resist the temptation and agitation of others...

It's like.

That Chen Qiao mutiny, Zhao Kuangyin in yellow robe.

For the emperor.

This hidden danger must be eliminated as soon as possible in the bud.

"So... This Baiyun City Master wants to push his disciple to the position of the Ninth Five-Year Lord?"

A hint of thinking flashed in his eyes, Mei Changsu said tentatively.

"Exactly."

Ye Chen nodded and spread his hands: "After all, this Southern Prince has an advantage that ordinary people do not have. As long as you find a way to take him into the palace and kill the original emperor, it will be enough to complete the plan of changing the sky. It's very simple. Isn't it?"

"Nevertheless, the palace is not accessible to ordinary people."

Mei Chang Su said quietly.

This sentence is not aimless.

In this comprehensive martial arts world, you can see all kinds of masters everywhere.

And in the palace, if there is not enough defensive force, I am afraid this group of people from the rivers and lakes who fly all day long will be regarded as a hotel, and they will enter and leave at will.

But in fact.

Under the whole world, the only one who can easily break into the palace with light work, except for "Pirate Commander" Chu Liuxiang, is the "Thief King" Sikong to win the stars!

As for the others.

Ha ha.

The crossbowmen all over the palace will let these people know what it means to be cool and hearty.

"So, Ye Gucheng is very smart, he thought of a wonderful way."

"any solution?"

"On the night of the full moon, on the top of the Forbidden City, a sword will come to the west, and a fairy will fly!"

"interesting."

There was an intriguing curve in the corner of his mouth, and Mei Changsu also showed a meaningful smile.

no doubt.

Ye Gucheng was very courageous, even big enough to calculate the world's heroes.

If there is nothing in the world, only this kind of person who has reached the top in a certain aspect can have it.

"So, what does Hou Ye mean?"

"Push him, by the way... test it out, the trump card in my nephew's hand."

Ye Chen said so.

Speaking from the heart, if it was the little emperor Zhu Houzhao, or the Zhu Houzhao in "The First Under Heaven", let alone his level, I am afraid that even Ye Gucheng would be difficult to escape.

But for this mutated world of martial arts.

Before the last moment, Ye Chen didn't know what kind of cards his cheap nephew had.

But now someone takes the initiative to test, Ye Chen naturally doesn't mind pushing the flames. By the way, he can hold Lu Xiaofeng's footsteps, enough to achieve two birds with one stone.

…………

Southern Palace.

As a feudal prince, Nanwang Mansion is not too luxurious, but it also has the style that a feudal king should have.

And this time.

All the servants and servants of the Southern Prince's Mansion were warned about one thing.

Never step into the backyard of the Southern Palace without authorization!

In fact.

Most of the subordinates in these palaces were family-born children, which meant that from their parents and even their grandparents, they were slaves of the palace.

therefore.

Even in the palace, accidentally dying one or two subordinates, there is almost no disturbance to the outside world.

now.

Inside a wing room in the backyard of the palace.

A man with white face and little beard and white clothes like snow is patiently wiping a long sword.

His face was very white, neither pale nor pale, but a color like white jade. His eyes are not dark, but they are terribly bright, like two cold stars. He wears a beaded crown with a sandalwood seat on his dark hair, and his clothes are as white as snow.

Just sitting in the house so casually, it feels like a king sitting in his palace, and like a flying fairy in the sky, descending into the world!

City Lord Baiyun, Ye Gucheng!

At this moment, all his mind was placed on the sword in his hand, and there seemed to be nothing more important than wiping the sword.

In fact.

This sword is indeed the most important thing in life for Ye Gucheng.

The name of the sword is Feihong, cast by the overseas cold iron Jinying, with blown hair and broken hair.

Some people may wonder why Ye Gucheng didn't see the existence of Ye Gucheng in Bai Xiaosheng's weapon spectrum, but more people knew it.

The so-called weapon spectrum is nothing but something that has been rumored to be false.

The real master, although not known by ordinary people, is enough to make everyone remember in the martial arts.

"Master."

At this moment, a young man full of extravagance walked into the house quickly, with a bit of excitement in his expression that was hard to hide.

but.

When he noticed Ye Gucheng's movements, he subconsciously slowed down, and then stopped in front of Ye Gucheng, quietly watching the opponent wipe the long sword.

Ye Gucheng wiped slowly and carefully, as if performing some important ceremony.

At this point.

It seems that all kendo masters have similarities.

That is, addiction to swords is like life.

Apart from the three-foot green front in his hand, this body has nothing to do with it.

at last.

The Feihong Sword was finally wiped, and Ye Gucheng carefully inspected the Feihong Sword. He couldn't help showing a satisfied smile before turning to look at the young man aside.

"Understand?"

The young man shook his head and said directly

"The disciple doesn't understand."

He knew that his master had always been going straight back and forth, just like his sword.

So teaching disciples is the same.

Understand, just understand.

Don’t understand, just don’t understand!

"Although you have come into my door, my swordsmanship is not suitable for you."

Looking at the young man in front of him, Ye Gucheng also said with a bit of regret.

This is his only disciple, but he cannot pass on his mantle.

"It's the disciple that is dull, letting you down, Master."

young people.

In fact, it was the Nan Wang Shizi who had the same appearance as the little emperor, and said quickly.

"No, you are not stupid, even smarter than many people."

Ye Gucheng shook his head and said indifferently: "It's only a pity that you have such a life experience and a face that many people admire. It is these things that have become your bondage... your heart is not sincere. For you, kendo is just like other things around you. It is just a tool and a means, so you can never learn to fly from the sky."

There was no blaming tone in these words, as if they were merely stating a fact.

Nan Wang Shizi naturally understood it too, and did not explain anything.

There are many things to choose from in life.

And there are so many choices he can choose...

With this face, Nan Wang Shizi chose a road that could be called a shortcut.