[Comprehensive] Our city lord is glamorous and noble

Chapter 83

Gong Jiu is a very annoying man.

In every sense.

But more people were unable to show their disgust towards him, but turned it into deep fear.

But it is absolutely impossible for Ximen Chuuxue to be afraid of Palace Nine. From the strands of his hair to every pore on his body, no matter how small the parts are, he shows resistance and disgust towards him.

As long as he sees him, sees his bronze ghost face, Ximen Chuuxue can recall the appearance of the other party rolling and moaning on the ground, just to make him prick him with needles and whip him with a whip.

This does not seem to be a disease, but it is more terrifying than all diseases in the world, and it makes Ximen Chuuxue's stomach roll again.

Does he want to throw up?Physically, maybe, but his spirit was extremely excited.

Every nerve ending throbs with hate.

But Gong Jiu is not a person who can read the air. It should be said that it is because he sees Ximen Chuuxue's discomfort that he wants to stimulate it.

Gong Jiudao: "Why do you want to compete with me so much?"

He held the sword in his hand, the blade was white, and the opponent exuded a piercing sword aura, but Gong Jiu was not affected at all.

Ximen Chuuxue's sword energy was not worth mentioning to him.

It was like scraping the meat with a knife, which could only make him feel happy.

The blade came out of its sheath, but it was full of trash talk.

Ximen Chuuxue ignored him.

Gong Jiudao: "Is it because of dislike or fear?"

Through the mask, his eyes full of pride and conceit shot at Ximen Chuuxue like a sharp sword, as if he could see through everything, sharp and full of weird excitement.

Gong Jiu said: "You hate me, you don't want to see me, but you want to kill me."

Can a person who vomits at the sight of him really kill him?

Gong Jiu said: "How does it feel to vomit, is your stomach churning now?"

One question after another kept being thrown, he was like a curious baby, full of bored curiosity about Ximen Fuxue.

Does Gong Jiu really want to know the answers to these questions, or does he just want to anger Ximen Chuuxue?

But what good would it do him to anger Ximen Chuuxue?

Gong Jiu thought, for him, just getting the answers to these questions is the greatest benefit.

He also wanted to know what it would be like for a godlike man to fall into the mortal world.

It's not seeing Ximen Chuixue spit, but seeing him really angry.

There was a flame in Ximen Chuuxue's body.

Once, this flame was like a cold spring, flowing quietly through the meridians.

But as soon as the water came out of the river and touched the air, it seemed to turn into fire, burning in his limbs and bones.

What is this intense emotion?

Is it anger?Disdain?Is it disgust?

It seems like they are, and it seems they are not.

He used the colder well water in winter to barely suppress the flames in his body. The coldness of his body could keep him calm and rational.

But when he actually saw the sword ghost, he found that he could calm down without any external force.

Yin and Yang coexist, whether it is fire or water, there is only a thin layer of membrane between them. At this moment, he feels that he has entered a higher realm.

All the uncontrollable power due to anger was taken back into his body, and there was no anger on his face, only deep sarcasm.

Anger can make a man stronger, but calm can make him victorious.

At this moment, the person facing him is no longer just his opponent, what Ximen Chuuxue sees is not only Gong Jiu, Ye Gucheng's shadow appears vaguely behind him.

It's not because of the similarities between Gong Jiu and Ye Gucheng, it's just that Ximen Chuuxue found out who he really agrees with and hopes to stand opposite him.

It is Ye Gucheng.

Except for Ye Gucheng, no one in the world can fight him.

Not even Jade Rakshasa.

Because only their sword hearts are the closest.

Ximen Chuuxue closed his eyes, then opened them again, Ye Gucheng's phantom finally disappeared, and there was still the insolent bronze ghost face.

Gong Jiu said: "Why did you close your eyes?"

He seems to have noticed something, few people in this world have more insight than Gong Jiu.

Gong Jiudao: "It's not me you are looking at, who is it?"

Even Ximen Chuuxue could see through his eyes.

Ximen Chuuxue said coldly: "The person who should stand opposite me."

Gong Jiudao: "The person standing opposite you is me."

Ximen Chuuxue said: "You are not worthy yet."

No matter how strong Gong Jiu's swordsmanship is, he is not worthy to be his opponent.

There is only one person who can be Ximen Fuxue's opponent.

Gong Jiudao: "If I am not worthy, who can stand opposite you?"

Ximen Chuixue said: "Telling you his name is an insult."

Gong Jiudao: "Even if you don't tell me, I know."

Ximen Chuuxue said nothing.

Gong Jiudao: "It's the lord of Baiyun City, Ye Gucheng."

Ximen Chuixue said: "You actually know, you shouldn't say his name."

Gong Jiu said happily: "He is indeed a very nice and interesting person."

Ximen Chuuxue frowned, because Gong Jiu's words were too frivolous, in his opinion, it would be an insult to say anything about Ye Gucheng from Gong Jiu's mouth, not to mention his words were so contemptuous.

Ximen Chuuxue's brows were not wrinkled by Gong Jiu's malicious exploration, but when he mentioned Ye Gucheng, the calm flame in his heart seemed to boil again.

Gong Jiu seemed to feel this too, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his smile was not because of forcing Ximen Chuuxue to have feelings, but because of the protagonist in their conversation, Ye Gucheng.

Gong Jiudao: "You know, in my opinion, you are not worthy to be his opponent."

Ximen Chuuxue didn't speak.

Gong Jiudao: "You don't know how firm his Dao heart is, you don't know that his martial arts has no bottom line, and you don't know how much he values ​​life."

No one knows why Gong Jiu knows Ye Gucheng so well, but now, he turns these top-secret information into a sharp sword, wishing to pierce Ximen Chuuxue until his body is bruised.

He seemed to draw a conclusion for Ximen Chuuxue: "You are not worthy to be his opponent."

Both of them seem to think that they are very qualified, but the other party is a reed grass and a single tree, which is not worth mentioning.

Small as dust on the ground.

Ye Gucheng:? ? ?

At that time, Ye Gucheng, who was the center of focus, was hiding behind the secret door and listening to Nan Wang's bullying, but for some reason, his nose suddenly itched and he had the desire to sneeze.

Of course, a fairy like him can't sneeze, so it's just an itchy nose, and he doesn't know that he has become the center of the dispute between Gong Jiu and Ximen Chuuxue.

It's like the domineering president in the eight o'clock soap opera who was contested by the mistress and the real hostess, but he hid in the office and made love to me with the little secretary.

Little Emperor: =v=.

He is still playing the game better.

There was finally a chill between Ximen Chuuxue and Gong Jiu.

But they didn't stir up this killing.

But by Ye Gucheng.

A man who caused a war.

month, very cold.

The wind is also very cold.

But the relationship between Ximen Chuuxue and Gong Jiu was even colder.

What is this coldness?

It is murderous.

The killing intent of the swordsman.

Wei Ziyun and the other three were unwilling to leave them, and "Ye Gucheng" naturally heard the conversation between the two of them.

But his expression didn't change for the better, on the contrary, the air-conditioning around him got worse.

Why did Gong Jiu and Ximen Chuuxue's praise and competition make him act like this?

Wei Ziyun pretended that there was no one around him, half-compulsively focusing all his attention on the two swordsmen who were about to duel, because he knew that the Ye Gucheng beside him was not the real Ye Gucheng.

But even the disguised impostor has an extraordinary aura, the cold air stimulates every hair on his body to stand up and dance.

Lu Xiaofeng's Sikong Zhaixing looked at "Ye Gucheng" with a half-smile, he was the ancestor of Yirong, how could he not see that the other party was not a real person but a disguised one?

But this disguise is also extremely rare. In most people's eyes, it can even be confused with the real one, because the temperament of this person is really a bit like Ye Gucheng.

Under what circumstances can a person make his temperament resemble another person?Not to mention, is it still a performance?

Sikong Zhaixing laughed, only when he knew that person very well.

So "Ye Gucheng" is not playing Ye Gucheng, but Ye Gucheng in his own heart.

Obviously being able to play Ye Gucheng with almost no loopholes proves that Ye Gucheng's image is very tall in this person's mind, and it is absolutely difficult for ordinary people to match.

Such a person who crazily worships City Lord Ye, will he be in a good mood when he hears others arguing for the position of his opponent?

The possibility is too small.

Therefore, the cold air he exudes is not due to imitation, but anger from the heart.

Zhai Xing in the department turned his head leisurely, thinking that Ye Gucheng is an interesting person.

Maybe he can get a deeper understanding through Lu Xiaofeng's approach?

Apart from Ye Gucheng, among the men in this world, who else would let two peerless swordsmen chatter endlessly in order to compete for the position opposite him?

If anyone is in the most complicated mood right now, it must be Jade Raksha who is watching.

With his kung fu, he can freely come and go in every corner of the world without being discovered. If he really wants to, he can change the dynasty with just a swipe on the little emperor's neck.

Fortunately, he didn't care.

So the Forbidden City certainly couldn't stop him.

He entered the city very early, chose an excellent viewing position, squatted quietly, and waited for their family, Axue, to show off his might.

Even Gong Jiu's trash talk didn't affect Yu Luocha's good mood, because he could feel that Ximen Chuuxue had entered a higher and more mysterious realm.

Seeing mountains is not mountains, seeing water is not water, stick to the heart and not be moved by external objects.

But Yu Luocha never thought that the stable realm of their family, Axue, would suddenly be broken because of Gong Jiu's few words. Was also mobilized from the mood.

This is a good thing for others, but for Gong Jiu, it is abnormal and should not happen.

A person who doesn't pay attention to anything can practice the sword of domineering, but if he suddenly takes someone seriously, it proves that his realm has also changed.

Yu Luocha is really crazy, he never imagined that it was another man who had nothing to do with this battle, Ye Gucheng, who caused the sparks between his son and Gong Jiu.

A feeling of resentment or anxiety arose in his heart. If Yu Luosha had a daughter whom he loved very much, he would know where this anxiety came from.

It's like a daughter getting married.

Either way, he shook his head, shaking the weird thoughts out of his mind.

The most important thing right now is Ashue's battle.

For others, wait until the battle is over.

Sikong Zhaixing said: "Brother, what is your background?"

"Ye Gucheng" did not speak.

Sikong Zhaixing said: "Don't keep talking, if you don't talk, I will talk first."

"Ye Gucheng" still didn't speak.

Sizhong Zaixing said: "It's all from Yi Rong, I'm Sikong Zaixing, Lu Xiaofeng asked him to pretend to be him."

Even if he spoke again, his eyes were fixed on the two swordsmen without moving, as if he hadn't thought about what he said.

"Ye Gucheng" finally said: "I am a brick."

Sikong Zhaixing said: "A brick, what's the name?"

A brick said: "You don't need to know what this name is."

Sikong Zhaixing said: "The real City Lord Ye is willing to miss such a duel?"

He knew that a swordsman shouldn't miss such a shocking duel, even Wei Ziyun came over, so it seems that Ye Gucheng's absence is quite shocking.

A Brick said: "The City Lord has more important things to do."

Sikong Zhaixing said: "What's more important?"

He said, "What?"

A brick said: "No comment."

Sikong Zhaixing said: "Your cold appearance really resembles your master."

A Brick doesn't look at him at all.

The conversation between the two seemed to come to an abrupt end.

Sikong Zhaixing doesn't seem to like this kind of loneliness. He has a characteristic, when he really feels nervous or is affected by the solemn atmosphere, he will keep talking.

Now, he really wants to talk.

So Sikong Zhaixing said: "Who do you think will win between the two of them?"

A brick said: "Whoever has a more determined Dao heart will win."

Sikong Zhaixing said: "Dao Xin?"

A Brick said: "I'm not a swordsman, so what I said naturally doesn't count. This sentence was said by the city lord."

Sikong Zhaixing respectfully said: "Ye Gucheng?"

Yi Yizhu proudly said: "Not bad."

Dao Xin...

Both Sikong Zhaixing and Wei Ziyun fell silent because of this word.

Most of the so-called swordsmen practice their kung fu with their hands. How many people in this world can really improve swordsmanship to Taoism?

Wei Ziyun, who is the number one expert in the Ouchi, dare not say this number.

Both Ximen Fuxue and Sword Demon seem to be very young. Youth means unlimited opportunities, but also lack of experience.

How can a person who has not experienced the polishing of the world become enlightened?

The pitch-black blade met the snow-white blade, making the unique sound of a magic weapon.

Both of them moved very quickly, and under the night sky, only two afterimages could be seen.

Is this the realm that human beings can achieve?

No, it's not.

One of them is a god and the other is a ghost.

Whether it is speed, strength, or firmness of heart, it is far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

At this moment, they are each other's enemies, not confidants, so there is no need for spiritual communication when attacking, only the unstoppable sword energy.

kill!

"puff--"

The sword plunged into the body.

one inch.

Wei Ziyun opened his eyes wide, who is the one who died?

Two white figures stood on the top of the Forbidden City for a long time.

They are like two ancient statues, as if they can stand forever.

Time seemed to stop passing because of their pause.

"puff--"

In the quiet night, suddenly there was an inaudible sound, the sword entered from the chest, and then came out from the chest, and there was blood splattered.

The blood stained the hem of Ximen Chuuxue's clothes red.

The man with the bronze ghost mask on his face fell down quietly.

Wei Ziyun let out a long sigh of relief, only feeling that all the turbid air in his chest was expelled from his body with this sound, but even though the air had been exhaled, he could still hear his heart beating vigorously.

"Boom-thump-thump-"

Others can hear the powerful sound.

Sikong Zhaixing said: "Sure enough, the winner is Ximen Chuuxue."

Almost everyone agreed that Ximen Fuxue would succeed. This result was not surprising to them, but everyone had to admit that for a moment, their hearts beat faster and they were full of uncertainty about the future.

Although none of them used swords, they could see that Sword Demon was not an ordinary person. Although his strength was not higher than Ximen Chuuxue, he would not be inferior to Ximen Chuuxue.

Could it be Ximen Chuuxue who died?

A thought flashed through everyone's mind.

Fortunately, it wasn't him who died.

"!"

Several people turned their heads suddenly again, they heard the sound of the wind passing by people, and they heard footsteps.

who is coming?

It was Lu Xiaofeng and Ye Gucheng.

A Brick reacted the fastest, and he wiped off the disguise on his face almost instantly. Although the current face is still a little different from his original face, it will definitely not make people think that it is Ye Gucheng.

The city lord is here, how could he have the nerve to put on the same face as the city lord?

Sikong Zhaixing and him are two extremes, he smiled at Lu Xiaofeng's face and said: "Look, who is more like the real Lu Xiaofeng, you or me."

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but smile bitterly, is this the time to worry about this?

The only thing he wanted to know was whether Ximen Fuxue or Sword Demon survived?

Ye Gucheng said: "It's Ximen Chuuxue."

Lu Xiaofeng: "You mean?"

Ye Gucheng said: "Ximen Chuuxue won."

The corners of his mouth were curved upwards, and his smile was like sunshine after rain, full of bright sunshine.

Ye Gucheng didn't see anyone, and with the distance they were at now, he couldn't see clearly who the person holding the sword was walking towards them.

But Ye Gucheng had a premonition in his heart, he knew that it was Ximen Chuuxue!

He didn't need to see the person's face or his clothes to know that it was Ximen Chuuxue!

This tacit understanding comes from the blending of soul and reason.

Walking in, the night fog can't cover the person's figure, Ximen Chuuxue's eyebrows, Ximen Chuuxue's expression, and the corner of Ximen Chuuxue's mouth can't be said to be a lonely or mocking smile.

Everything is captured.

Ye Gucheng nodded slightly and said, "Master Ximen."

His voice was not loud, and he was not very close to Ximen Chuuxue, but Ye Gucheng knew that Ximen Chuuxue must have heard his voice.

Sure enough, Ximen Chuuxue also said, "City Lord Ye."

Ye Gucheng said: "The Tao in your body has changed."

Ximen Chuuxue didn't speak, but looked at Ye Gucheng with deep black eyes.

Ye Gucheng said slowly: "Your Tao is more pure, and your realm also wants to go up to a higher level."

He smiled and said, "Congratulations to Master Ximen."

For a swordsman, is there anything more important than being sharpened?

Ximen Chuuxue finally crossed the threshold of the ruthless sword and entered the realm of truly entering the world.

In time, he will definitely be able to become a swordsman who is alone in the martial arts, because the road ahead is already very open for Ximen Chuuxue.

Ximen Chuixue said: "Master Ye."

Ye Gucheng said: "What."

Ximen Chuixue said: "I have made some progress in my realm, but I am still short of City Lord Ye. Can you be bold enough to grant me a request?"

Ye Gucheng was a little surprised, Ximen Chuuxue was saying hello to him?

Ye Gucheng said: "There is no need to ask among friends."

Ximen Chuuxue said, "But I am not making this request as a friend or a confidant."

He suddenly raised his head, his pupils were black and shiny, as if there were thousands of stars in them, staring at a person with these eyes, he could engrave all the reflections of that person in a pair of eyes.

Ye Gucheng could see his own reflection in Ximen Chuuxue's pupils.

He knew that in Ximen Chuuxue's eyes, he was the only one.

Not as a confidant, as a friend, to make a request.

As a swordsman.

Ye Gucheng fell into a brief silence, because he had already guessed what Ximen Chuuxue was going to say.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't speak, he was waiting quietly.

Because he knows that this is a difficult multiple-choice question for both himself and Ye Gucheng, so he should spend a long time thinking about it, even if it is a day, a week, a month, or a year. Too much.

But Ye Gucheng didn't need to think for so long, he only spent a few minutes.

Ye Gucheng said in a deep voice, "Say it."

Ximen Chuixue said: "There should be a battle between you and me."

Ximen Chuuxue’s expression is very complicated, it seems that there is pain, but also the excitement and fanaticism of being a swordsman. For him, Ye Gucheng is a confidant, and he cherishes the days of discussing with him very much. For Ximen Chuuxue, It is almost the only time in his life that can be matched with happiness.

It was very painful and a struggle for him to kill such a soul confidant.

But before becoming Ximen Chuuxue, he was not Ximen Chuuxue, he was a swordsman.

As a swordsman, he had to long for such an opponent in the way of the sword and in the soul.

The desire to fight.

Ye Gucheng said: "Okay."

His voice was heavy but firm, not a compromise with fate, but a trust in the future.

Ye Gucheng is also a swordsman, so he also has the pride of a swordsman.

A swordsman should not refuse when challenged, even if it is his best friend, his confidant.

The pain in Ximen Chuuxue's eyebrows and eyes seemed to have disappeared, but upon closer inspection, it did not.

He just hid his pain deeply, deep in his heart, and what floated on the surface was his desire for Tao.

Ye Gucheng said: "But I also have one condition."

Ximen Chuixue said, "You say it."

Ye Gucheng said: "Three years later."

He raised his eyes, and stared at Ximen Chuuxue with bright eyes that were not pure black.

Ye Gucheng said: "Three years later, the top of the Forbidden City."

Ximen Chuixue said, "Okay."

This is destiny.

The destiny of the swordsman.

Lu Xiaofeng is not close to Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng.

But his ears are very sensitive.

He is often proud of his hearing, although it is not as good as Huamanlou, but compared to most people in the world, he is sharp enough.

But now, he hated his hearing.

If his hearing wasn't so good, how could he be in such pain?

How could he know that his two best friends had agreed that there must be a fight, and one of them would definitely die?

All of this made Lu Xiaofeng extremely painful.

He raised his head and saw Ye Gucheng walking towards him, he pulled out a smile with great difficulty, but this smile was so broken and ugly.

Ye Gucheng said: "Did you hear that?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "I heard it."

Only then did he realize that his voice was hoarse and broken.

All the emotional pain is vented in the voice.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "You can't..."

He couldn't speak anymore, because he knew that he couldn't say this sentence.

He is a friend of Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue, what he can do is not to stop this engagement, but to watch it firmly.

If it can be stopped, Ximen Chuuxue is not Ximen Chuuxue, and Ye Gucheng is not Ye Gucheng.

Therefore, Lu Xiaofeng could only look at the two with very sad eyes.

Ye Gucheng said: "I can't."

His speaking speed slowed down, his articulation became very clear, every word was so deafening in Lu Xiaofeng's ears.

Ye Gucheng said: "You know, I am a person who cherishes life very much."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Yes."

Ye Gucheng said: "But do you know that there are some things in this world that are more important than life."

Lu Xiaofeng stopped talking because he knew what Ye Gucheng meant.

Love, freedom, pride, dignity, and morality have different weights for different people. For some people, these emotional experiences are not worth mentioning, but for some people, they are heavier than life. many.

Lu Xiaofeng was silent for a long time and said, "I know."

That's why he couldn't stop it.

Ye Gucheng said: "Ximen Chuuxue and I are natural confidants and natural rivals."

He said: "The confrontation is fate."

Fate!

The two words made Lu Xiaofeng's heart tremble, and in the dark, he suddenly felt that his body was entwined with countless silk threads, no matter how he moved, these threads would always be involved.

Is this the so-called fate, the so-called fate?

Lu Xiaofeng said: "You are all my friends, I don't want to lose any of them."

Ye Gucheng didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

Lu Xiaofeng said again: "But if this is the decision of you and Ximen Chuuxue, I will definitely watch your battle."

It doesn't matter who lives and who dies.

Ye Gucheng said: "Thank you."

Lu Xiaofeng actually felt his eyes a little sore, he said: "Among friends, no thanks."

Three years.

There are three more years.

Three years later, we will meet again on the top of the Forbidden City.

It was freezing cold inside the Forbidden City.

There are a lot of people here, and maybe a lot of ghosts too.

Since ancient times, the imperial palace has only brought people the feeling of coldness and majesty.

But half of the small room makes people feel very warm and bright, even if the two people sitting in the small room are probably the coldest and most unkind existences in the world.

Ye Gucheng and the little emperor.

There is a pot of tea on the low table, it is the best fragrant tea, and it emits heat in such a dark and cold night.

The little emperor said: "Master Ye, please."

He is very young, but he has a majesty that young people don't have, but Ye Gucheng looks at him, and feels that the majesty is a little bit inconsistent.

The emperor, should he be like this?

Ye Gucheng didn't drink tea, but looked at the little emperor with his sharp eyebrows.

Ye Gucheng said: "Sun Tzu said: 'Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles'."

He said: "The Holy One thinks, what does this sentence mean?"

Although he called the little emperor a sage, there was no respect in his words. This sentence was originally said by the little emperor to Lu Xiaofeng, but it was remembered by Ye Gucheng.

He knew better than Lu Xiaofeng that something was wrong with this emperor.

Who is his friend and who is his enemy?

The little emperor smiled and said, "Han Fei said: 'Confucianism uses literature to disrupt the law, and chivalry uses martial arts to violate the law'. What does City Lord Ye think this means?"

Ye Gucheng didn't speak, but his eyebrows and eyes became more serious.

The little emperor smiled and said, "I practice martial arts just to make peace with the people and protect myself."

Ye Gucheng sneered, practicing martial arts alone, can he be able to calm down all the people?

The little emperor said again: "Although I can't be in the Jianghu, I still want to know the affairs of the Jianghu."

He said: "The people of the Jianghu practice martial arts, if I also practice, can I become half a person of the Jianghu?"

Ye Gucheng said: "Impossible."

The little emperor said again: "Even if it is impossible, we must do it by force."

The little emperor said: "I've been thinking, how can there be martial arts and rivers and lakes in this world?"

Ye Gucheng's eyes froze, and he looked at the emperor with deep meaning in his eyes.

The little emperor said: "It seems that there shouldn't be rivers and lakes and martial arts in this world, because this kind of miraculous martial arts forcibly separates people from each other."

He seemed to have seen a world without martial arts, the little emperor said: "If there is no martial arts in this world, there will be fewer disputes."

Ye Gucheng said: "No, as long as there are people, there will be fights."

The little emperor said: "What City Lord Ye said is absolutely true."

If there were no Jianghu people, there would be people and bandits between ordinary people and bandits, and bandits would kill people, which would be more terrifying than the cannibalism between Hu people and Jianghu people.

But the little emperor said: "Although we know this, people in Jianghu can't ignore it."

His words have already revealed his huge ambitions as an emperor.

Ye Gucheng said: "How do you want to manage it?"

The little emperor said: "Only the people of the Jianghu can restrain the people of the Jianghu."

The method of going to heaven and earth is no longer something that can be resisted by swords and guns. If a first-class master in the world is really going to kill the imperial court officials, really going to kill the emperor, what should they do?

I'm afraid the world will be messed up long ago.

Ye Gucheng said: "Oh?"

The little emperor said: "I have always known that the official government offices of the common people do not work for the people of the Jianghu."

Killing pays for life, the rule engraved in the hearts of countless people, has long been overthrown by them.

Winners and losers, the jungle preys on the weak seems to be the only law of the jungle.

But before the law of the jungle exists, it seems that there needs to be a bottom line of restraint.

In the battle between knights in the rivers and lakes, the most pitiful ones are not the knights, but ordinary people who are involved.

Ye Gucheng fell silent.

He didn't expect that the little emperor would talk to him about this and would have such great ambitions.

He managed Baiyun City very well, and ordinary people and martial arts practitioners get along very well, because he has rules in the city, not only the rules for ordinary people, but also the rules for martial arts practitioners .

The little emperor seems to have this idea too, but he doesn't just want to stop it in one place, one city, but implement it in the whole world.

People from the rivers and lakes will definitely cause a backlash.

Ye Gucheng was silent for a long time and said, "What do you want to tell me?"

The little emperor smiled and said, "I naturally hope that Lord Ye can help me."

If you help him, you will become a target in the rivers and lakes, and become the target of public criticism.

This seems to be a very thankless thing, because he hurts himself and benefits the people.

Does Manmin have anything to do with him?

Yes, but he wouldn't do it for the sake of the people all over the world.

But Ye Gucheng said: "Okay."

The corpse of the sword ghost was on the top of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, blowing the north wind alone.

Some public guards carefully went up to the roof. Although they are many times stronger than ordinary people, they are not as good at light work as the Jianghu people, and they can jump up and down with a "whoosh."

But they can't let a corpse stink in the Forbidden City, so even if it doesn't matter, they have to move him down so that he can be buried alive.

"Ok?"

There seemed to be a black shadow flashing in front of his eyes, and the guard's body tilted involuntarily, and his feet were empty, and he fell from the roof.

"Ouch, whoops, whoops—"

Butt squat must be swollen.

"What did you do?"

Someone asked him angrily.

He said: "I didn't pay attention to it for a while, and fell down."

Although the fall was not heavy, it was definitely not possible to climb the second time.

The people around him looked at him bitterly and said, "I'll do it."

Then he climbed up to the roof of the mountain.

But looking at it, his legs are weak.

There is no corpse on the eaves, it is clearly empty!

Only on the tiles, there is viscous blood darker than the tiles.

As soon as his legs softened, the guard sat down directly on the roof.

This is, what the hell?