My golden finger is delicious

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The atmosphere between the two Ye Guchengs was very tense.

To be precise, the one who was tense was the fake one.

He replaced Ye Gucheng to duel with Ximen Chuxue.

He was risking his life.

Whether he was a fake or not.

Ximen Chuxue would kill him with one sword.

He put life and death aside, but that didn't mean he was willing to see a traitor appear at the beginning of the mission!!

And this traitor could also kill him with one sword.

He was in a dilemma.

Seeing that the people below were eager to come up and ask for clarification.

What else could he do except risk it?

"Why did you come."

This sentence instantly locked his identity as a fake.

But Ye Gucheng didn't seem to be innocent.

"This is my duel."

The fake almost vomited blood. Damn, do you still remember that you are a rebel, a rebel.

Ye Gucheng stood on the roof calmly, not caring that there was a fake in front of him.

He only asked about what he cared about most: "Where is Ximen Chuxue?"

The people below nodded in unison, yes, yes, where is Ximen Chuxue.

"If there is no Ximen Chuxue, Lu Xiaofeng will be fine."

"That's right, what's going on."

"Hey? Isn't that Tang Tianzong from the Tang family?"

Another person went up on the roof.

Tang Tianzong asked angrily which Ye Gucheng killed his two brothers.

He was not stupid, there was obviously a conspiracy in this matter. These two Ye Guchengs obviously knew each other. They knew each other's details.

But even the biggest conspiracy had nothing to do with him.

He just wanted to ask which Ye Gucheng killed his brother.

"That's simple."

There was another person on the roof of the Forbidden City that could not bear the weight.

Gong Jiu didn't say a word for a second, flew forward and pierced the fake Ye Gucheng with a sword.

The fake looked at the sword on his chest in disbelief, and looked at the boy in front of him who was at most eleven or twelve years old in disbelief.

The young man smiled grimly: "Dare to bully my brother! This is the only ending for you."

The above is the last sentence the fake heard.

The next second, his body was kicked down by Gong Jiu.

Gong Jiu looked back and saw Ye Gucheng's admiring eyes and Tang Tianzong who was at a loss.

"Since City Lord Ye is here, then the killing of the Tang brothers must have nothing to do with City Lord Ye."

A person who stood up his leader at the last minute must have laid a sloppy foundation for rebellion before.

Otherwise, it would be detrimental to the "reduction of sentence" for subsequent settlement.

Gong Jiu looked at Tang Tianzong who still didn't understand and waved his hand impatiently. "Go down, wait a minute when Lu Xiaofeng comes, you ask him. Don't interfere with the competition now. Ximen Chuxue will be here soon."

"You should call him Master." City Lord Ye suddenly corrected.

"... Slip of the tongue, by the way, I often called Master by mistake when I was in Wanmei Villa, and he didn't seem to care much."

Gong Jiu shrugged indifferently. He was not a person who cared about etiquette, and it was obvious that Ximen Chuxue was not either.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ximen Chuxue came.

His arrival seemed to open a new chapter.

The weirdness and conspiracy just now were no longer important.

There was only this pair of swordsmen left in the world.

All the focus was on the pair of white-clothed sword-wielding figures.

Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou also rushed over.

The two of them immediately distributed life-saving medicine to Gong Jiu.

"When the two of them decide the winner, it must be a sword wound. At that time, one will take it internally and the other will apply it externally, a two-pronged approach."

He and Hua Manlou both have this pill.

The reason why it was given to Gong Jiu was purely to be on the safe side.

What if Gong Jiu was in the best position when they fell to the ground?

When it comes to saving people, it's better to be one second ahead of time.

"Does it work?" Gong Jiu also knew this medicine.

The two duelists put their lives on the sword, and they would never regret it even if they died. They were so pious that they would never allow any backhands to be left.

They wanted to save people.

They could only make medicine secretly without Ximen Chuxue's knowledge.

"It works. This is the finished product with the best ratio. It has been tried on animals and death row prisoners. The prerequisite is that it must be alive."

This medicine is made of deer grass and snake grass.

They didn't know medical knowledge and handled the herbs casually at the beginning. Not only did it not work, but it was poisonous.

If it weren't for the unknown origin of Wu Ding and other immortal herbs, they wouldn't have to work so hard and could just find a doctor.

After Hua Manlou failed to cultivate it, he thought of the endless questions and demands in the future.

They really had to do it themselves, and they had to hide it from even the emperor.

On the roof.

Ye Gucheng's heart was very calm. He didn't need Lu Xiaofeng to explain why the conspiracy failed.

Because he didn't participate at all.

Ximen Chuxue's heart was also very calm. He didn't need to let go of anything painfully. He had no worries in his heart.

The momentum of the two swordsmen was gradually rising. Lu Xiaofeng found the best angle, clumsily held the phone, and started recording the video.

"Isn't this the treasure that Wu Tianshi always carries with him?"

"He asked me to record it for him. As long as the recording is good, he will find me monkey wine."

"Why didn't he come himself?"

"Who knows, but Gong Jiu, your brother is here, why don't you go down and keep an eye on him?"

The emperor decided to come and watch the fun at the last minute.

Anyway, I can't sleep tonight, and the villain behind the scenes is too disappointing, so why not watch a duel.

Although I don't understand it, I'll have more things to talk about when I chat with people next time.

Gong Jiuer didn't say anything to the guards beside his cousin.

At this time, the two above also reached an agreement that if one of them died, the other would inherit the sword.

The next second, they moved.

Even people who don't know martial arts are fascinated by this battle that makes the world pale.

It's hard to describe it with words.

What does it mean that the sun, moon and stars are all gathered on the two swords.

One is the wind outside the white clouds

The other is the snow coming from the wind.

Outsiders only see the momentum and beauty, but Lu Xiaofeng and others can see that there are more than 20 changes in a short moment.

"Not good!"

The last sword.

The distance is very close and the speed is very fast, and neither side can dodge.

With Lu Xiaofeng's eyesight, he can naturally see that their swords will inevitably penetrate into each other's chests.

Lu Xiaofeng, Hua Manlou, and Gong Jiu all used their Qinggong skills to rush over.

Sure enough, the second before they set foot on the duel ground.

The swords of the two swordsmen pierced their opponents.

Acupuncture points, stop bleeding, and transfer internal energy to protect the heart meridian.

The pills were directly stuffed into their mouths.

The clothes were torn, the swords were pulled out, and the pills were applied to the wounds again.

When the duel was over, the swordsmen were no longer swordsmen.

"Doctor" is the authority.

The two peerless masters were manipulated by others and then taken away directly.

The emperor was in a good mood and opened an unused side hall for them to recuperate.

Other bystanders: So, who won? ! Give me a definite answer! !

They all placed bets, it is not necessarily that the dealer will win.

This is not okay!

Find someone to ask clearly.

The noisy voice was heard even by the emperor.

Emperor: "Wei Ziyun."

Wei Ziyun: "I am here."

Emperor: "Announce to the public that Ximen Chuxue won."

Everyone: ? ? ? ?

Emperor: "Judging from the injuries, Ximen Chuxue's injuries are lighter."

The winner chosen by the emperor is very simple. After all, Ye Gucheng has a relationship with the King of Nanping, and Ximen Chuxue is Xiaojiu's master. Who should he choose if not a family member?

Wei Ziyun: "Your Majesty, if they don't believe it..."

Emperor: "You go on to say that except for those who spent 500,000 taels and the heads of the sects, all others will receive additional silver. You know, Lu Xiaofeng didn't send out a single ribbon."

Wei Ziyun: "…………"

Emperor: "In this way, they will all believe it. Get everyone out quickly. In half an hour, the court officials will be waiting here. Don't delay the morning court."

The emperor's strategy of making up the votes had a good effect of clearing the field.

By the way, the result of the selection was passed on, giving the gambling a result.

And those who were qualified to watch the game were not neglected.

They received a VIP post-viewing experience and were all taken to a small courtyard. Lu Xiaofeng will explain all the questions later.

So where is Wu Ding?

Are you willing to miss such a grand duel?

He is in the Nanping Palace.

He relies on witchcraft to hide behind the Nanping King openly.

The Nanping King kept standing up, sitting down, and standing up again.

He stared at the clepsydra, and when the time came.

He immediately ran to a garden, knelt there and burned incense, and began to mutter.

If you listen carefully, the Nanping King called out a simple noun: "Qingji".

Based on the reign of Emperor Qinghe, Wu Ding thought it was a curse against Emperor Qinghe at first.

Then he suddenly remembered that Qingji was a little monster.

It was a little water monster, similar to a human, a few inches long, liked to wear yellow clothes, a yellow hat, ride a yellow canopy carriage, and travel a thousand miles a day.

As long as you call his name, you can send a message back and forth within a day, a thousand miles away.

Now, all the King of Nanping needed was a message from the capital, and the little guy arrived almost instantly.

The little water demon couldn't speak, of course.

But he took out a paper roll that was quite big for him from the carriage and handed it to the King of Nanping.

When the King of Nanping saw it, his face turned pale and he collapsed on the ground.

Then he gritted his teeth, stood up and ran into the house.

The little demon was dissatisfied and jumped and screamed.

The King of Nanping couldn't care less now.

He didn't care that his great cause was broken, and his son was in danger.

He wanted to escape immediately.

The King of Nanping ran to the bedroom, jumped directly onto the bed, and turned out a small clay sculpture hidden in the secret compartment at the head of the bed.

His hands and feet were shaking and he wanted to throw it, but he suddenly remembered something.

He immediately took the key to open a box, took out a lot of banknotes and stuffed them into his arms.

After the match was bulging, he gritted his teeth and was ready to throw it again.

A strange voice sounded in the room that should have been empty.

"If I were you, I wouldn't throw it."

"Who!"

The King of Nanping turned around suddenly.

But he found a handsome young man with a weird hairstyle behind him.

"The most you get for treason is a scar the size of a bowl. If you plead for mercy, you might even have a whole body. Since you are a member of the royal family, it is impossible to execute all nine clans. Only your branch will die. If you throw it."

Wu Ding pointed at the small clay sculpture in the King of Nanping's hand.

"Not only will no one in the entire Nanping Palace escape. The way they die will be quite horrible."

Wu Ding carefully described in detail what King Nanping was about to encounter.

"Your life force will be extracted bit by bit, and you will watch in extreme pain as your flesh, blood, and internal organs are stripped away. Then your bones, your skin, your soul. Until You become a pile of dry powder." Wu Ding's voice was very soft and gentle.

But this is a very light, soft and simple description.

In conjunction with Wu Ding's gestures.

Nanping Wang vividly imagined the scene in his mind.

He even began to feel the pain of his limbs being pulled away.

"You! You're talking nonsense."

"Then you throw it away and see." Wu Ding looked at King Nanping unscrupulously and leisurely arranged his new robes.

This new vestment made by quail is no longer pure white.

But red lines on a white background.

Some clever geometric red patterns (again not implying anything big), simple combinations and splicing.

Not only does it make Wu Ding's figure look better, but it also brings out a mysterious feeling, contrary to the previous pure white noble and flawless look.

If the previous set of vestments gave you a feeling of being filled with pure life force.

This set of robes will make you feel that the Wuding inheritance is orderly, has an extraordinary origin, and has an unpredictable life experience.

Quail once again rectified his name and was worthy of being the number one fashion designer in ancient times.

Wu Ding now appeared in front of King Nanping in the image of this mysterious master, and an indifferent smile defeated King Nanping's psychological defense.

"Have you never thought about why that person wanted to help you? Just with your treacherous plan full of loopholes? With the little gold, silver and jewelry you promised afterwards?"

Wu Ding tried his best to write all the ridicule on his face.

"If he wants you to succeed in your great career, then he should help you as much as possible. Otherwise, how much reward can you get afterwards?"

"But first, he didn't remind you to pay special attention to my existence, second, he didn't remind you of the possibility that the emperor had insight into the conspiracy, and third...even when I was testing you and throwing spells on you, he didn't seem to remind you to be careful. ah."

No matter what the person behind the scenes thinks or does.

Put this pot on first and then talk about it.

"You're talking nonsense! You! You just want to stop me from escaping!" King Nanping stuttered.

"..." He is indeed one of the most mentally retarded villains. By the way, if I want to stop you from escaping, will it take me that long?

"I am a Taoist who does not touch the imperial power. We keep a respectful distance from the man in the Forbidden City and try our best not to be involved in the cause and effect. But what about you...a clan that has been expelled from the royal family. That is really a great tonic. I just sell you some small favors, and you will sacrifice the life of the entire manor by yourself. It's really a good deal. You look really ugly, and you feel a little uneasy, don't you? The ability to let you escape?"

King Nanping trembled directly.

Wu Ding obviously had no intention of letting him go.

"You who have been drained of all your vitality will disperse as soon as the wind blows. If outsiders come to check, it is nothing more than a Nanping Prince's palace evacuating overnight. Who cares...how did the rebellious ministers and traitors die? Maybe, the other party needs it. It is you who have been condemned by the imperial power to be a heinous person."

"Master, save me~" King Nanping began to cry with tears and runny nose.

"I'm not here to save you, but that's not to say I can't give you a few words... it's more reliable to run on your own legs."

King Nanping suddenly realized.

He immediately kowtowed to Wu Ding, got some food, touched the banknote on his chest, carefully placed the clay sculpture in place, and left in a hurry.

Wu Ding walked to the place where King Nanping had just summoned Qingji.

He found the right place and tapped his spiritual power with precision.

The scarlet formation immediately covered the ground.

Gradually spread.

The entire ground of the palace is covered with these mysterious red lines and characters.

Wu Ding listened to the commotion in the Nanping Palace.

He leisurely arranged his robes.

Holding his ten thousand year peach wood sword in his hand, he started to dance.

The Dance of the Witches.

He was praying, praying for the pleasure of God, for the blessing of fate.

As soon as the dance was over, Wu Ding was surrounded by stars.

He himself was like a bright moon, stepping out under the stars, leading the stars suspended around him to form a formation belonging to the Wu Cauldron.

The small silver-white formation is not as huge as the scarlet formation on the ground.

But the power revealed made the formations on the ground very fearful.

Wu Ding could already feel the "commotion" of the red formation under his feet, and the smell of blood began to become stronger.

"Stop struggling, my dance is not in vain, and... I won't make the same mistake twice."

【Thunder Array】

Wu Ding pointed his sword upward.

Countless thunders appeared out of thin air.

He attacked the entire Nanping Palace without mercy.

Except for people, thunder from the sky struck everything.

The ground, rockeries, trees, and houses were all being destroyed without mercy.

The key point of destruction was the scarlet formation on the ground.

Amidst the roar of thunder, Wu Ding seemed to be able to hear the wail coming from the scarlet formation.

It was as if he could feel the anger coming from thousands of miles away.

"I hope you like this gift."

at the same time.

The King of Nanping is on the run.

Only a golden flash was seen in the corner of the eye, and the person fainted.

Ben Xiao retracted his raised hoof.

Hiding his merits and fame.