UGB Chapter 67
Chapter 67
Ye Gucheng asked blankly, "What are you shouting about?"
Ximen Chuuxue's expression was similar to Ye Gucheng's, his jade-like face was full of unhappiness.
The two peerless swordsmen managed to mobilize their emotions to strike, but they were nearly knocked out of their wits by Lu Xiaofeng's shout, how could they be in a good mood?
Well that's weird.
Lu Xiaofeng could only smile embarrassingly, he ran closer, and saw clearly what Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng were holding.
Lu Xiaofeng choked up at the time, holding back all the words in his stomach, he couldn't go up or down, he could only look at Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng and smiled awkwardly.
He could imagine what happened just now, and it was nothing more than two confidant swordsmen preparing to exchange sword intent through sparring, and because the sword had no eyes, no one could be sure that the other would not be injured, so they used branches instead of blades.
Lu Xiaofeng looked at the branch that hadn't been cut intentionally, with an expression of embarrassment beyond bounds.
Can this thing hurt someone?
Even if it can hurt people, it must not put people to death.
He said: "I made a mistake and made a mistake."
Laughing like a grandson, Lu Xiaofeng said: "Go ahead."
Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng just looked at him coldly, their dissatisfaction was palpable, but compared to the other person present, their expressions were quite reserved.
Lu Xiaofeng suddenly froze, he felt a sharp murderous aura coming from behind, as for the direction of the murderous aura...
Zhang Wanrou stared at Lu Xiaofeng's back, grinding her teeth, wishing to eat his flesh and blood.
In Zhang Wanrou's view, even cutting off two of Lu Xiaofeng's fingers would not be able to offset the fact that they actually destroyed the sparring between Ye Chengzhu and Ximen Zhuangzhu.
That's right, she did say that she should stop holding a sword. Watching Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng fight here now is simply mental torture for a person who can't hold a sword. The more I watch it, the more I think about the fact that I can no longer hold a sword , but the soul as a swordsman kept reminding her that she couldn't just leave.
It's like a poppy, the more you want to get away from it, the more you have to indulge in it.
Even though her heart was extremely painful, she couldn't leave, because Zhang Wanrou knew that if she left by herself, it would be even more painful.
After finally building up my mind, I made a painful decision, but was suddenly interrupted when the emotional exaggeration reached its peak. How could it be possible not to be angry?
Lu Xiaofeng's yelling and yelling were no doubt that when her heartbeat was so excited that it almost stopped beating, it suddenly cut off from the middle and stopped abruptly.
From this point of view, she was even more angry than the two parties involved.
Lu Xiaofeng didn't even dare to look back, he would rather have a hearty match with Sikong Zhaixing than face the woman's anger, or be entangled in countless small troubles.
Because he knows that women are strong, and they are terrible when they get angry, which is definitely not something he can resist.
So Lu Xiaofeng could only keep a sour face, and kept backing away, hoping that the fighting spirit between Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng would not dissipate because of his sudden penetration.
Ye Gucheng let out a breath slowly.
He is a top swordsman after all, although Lu Xiaofeng's yell made his head hurt, but the fighting spirit in his heart still prevailed.
He was very eager to fight Ximen Chuuxue, but considering that if the two really fought, it would inevitably end with the death of one of them, so no matter how much he wanted to fight, he had to stop.
Since you can use branches instead of swords, why not do it?
Ximen Chuuxue's thinking is probably the same as Ye Gucheng's, or maybe he is not afraid of the death that the two of them will meet after fighting with real swords.
For Ximen Chuuxue, death is a very sacred thing, whether it is his death or Ye Gucheng's death, it is considered a worthy death.
As you hear the news, you can die in the evening.
But at the same time, he will never let go of the opportunity to fight Ye Gucheng.
His hands are steady, but his heartbeat is speeding up, and the light in his eyes is more brighter than the stars in Saibei's night sky.
There is only snow in the world, only the biting wind, and him and Ye Gucheng.
Boom, boom.
He heard a heartbeat.
Is it his heartbeat, or Ye Gucheng's heartbeat?
Ye Gucheng lifted the branch.
The bark is dry, and the feeling of rubbing against the palm of your hand is completely different from that of a sword hilt.
But he doesn't care.
A swordsman has three realms, a sword in his hand, a sword in his heart, and no sword in his heart.
When you have a sword in your hand, you can reach the highest level of the utensil. As long as you have a sword in your hand, no matter what kind of sword it is, whether it is his own sword or a sword picked up temporarily from the ground, it can become his weapon.
Not sticking to one thing, as long as it is a sword, it can be his weapon.
The second is to have a sword in the heart. The weapon in the swordsman's hand is not necessarily a sword, it may be a flower, a leaf, or any tangible object. What they rely on is not the sharpness of the utensil, but their own sharpness. Sword Qi.
From the inside out, the familiarity with the manipulation of sword energy, or its sharpness, is determined by the sword intent, which is called the heart sword.
If there is no sword in the heart, then there is a sword.
The sword is no longer iron, not a leaf, not a flower, but the swordsman himself.
Ye Gucheng's fingers curled up slightly, what is no sword in the heart?he does not know.
Yu Luocha may have reached such a state, but he himself is still at the second stage.
The branch in his hand is like a sword to him at this moment!
With a sword in hand, he can defeat thousands of troops, but he is not the general of a country, and the enemy is not an army.
His enemy is a god, the sword god.
It's Ximen Chuuxue.
The two raised their hands almost at the same time. If the sword intent could be transformed into a solid body, it must be a fire that soared into the sky, which could penetrate the thick clouds in Saibei.
The snow in the courtyard seemed to have solidified, and the biting cold wind turned into tranquility.
quiet!
Depressed silence.
Lu Xiaofeng stuck to Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng's body with a pair of tricks, he didn't even dare to show his breath, obviously he was not a swordsman himself, but he felt the unparalleled pressure, as if he would be crushed if he breathed out.
The faint killing intent lingered around, but it was a hundred times, a thousand times thicker than the illusory murderous intent.
How will they do it?Will the branch pierce the opponent's chest?
Lu Xiaofeng didn't know, he just knew that he couldn't look away.
This may become a battle that will go down in history.
But the only spectators seemed to be him and Zhang Wanrou.
Lu Xiaofeng suddenly discovered that using a branch as a sword was not a very safe choice for the two of them.
The already sharp tip was wrapped with sword energy, and instantly turned into a sharp weapon that could kill people.
A sword!
Ice and snow blend and collide with each other.
In the vast white world, the swordsman dressed in white snow seems to be integrated with the sky in Saibei.
One drop, two drops.
Bright red blood blooms on the white snow.
Whose blood is it?
Ye Gucheng's hand hangs down, and there are some red marks on the branches.
It's Ximen Chuuxue's blood!
Lu Xiaofeng was shocked, Ximen Chuuxue, was he injured?
But Ye Gucheng didn't show any fear, on the contrary, he looked at Ximen Chuuxue with an indescribably serious expression on his face.
Ye Gucheng said: "What is a sword?"
Ximen Chuixue said: "Be sincere in your heart, be sincere in people."
His expression was equally cold and unattainable.
Ye Gucheng said: "You missed one thing."
Ximen Chuixue said, "What."
Ye Gucheng said: "A swordsman must be sincere to the Tao!"
Ye Gucheng said: "What is your way?"
Ximen Chuixue said: "My sword is my way."
Ye Gucheng said: "You can't say that now."
Ximen Chuixue asked, "Why?"
Ye Gucheng said: "Because your way is too shallow and too fragile."
His words were sharper than the north wind.
Although Ye Gucheng is cold on weekdays, he is actually quite a gentle person, especially with his friends, he always speaks very well. It is really unheard of for him to say such a thing to Ximen Chuuxue.
When Lu Xiaofeng listened, he was so surprised that his eyes almost popped out.
What did Ye Gucheng feel during the exchange between the two?
Ximen Chuuxue didn't speak, his appearance was still unattainable, but his face looked whiter, his black pupils were still pitch black, but there was a flash of anxiety and pain in them.
This is why he invited Ye Gucheng to discuss the Tao.
Ximen Chuuxue has already felt the stagnation of his way.
For a swordsman like Ximen Chuuxue, when his swordsmanship starts to stagnate and fails to grow, this is retrogression and the beginning of death.
Can years of practice improve strength?
Of course it is possible, but after the swordsman reaches a certain level, he cannot rely on practice to move forward.
As for challenging the strong, there is no problem, but for Ximen Fuxue, this is not the root cause of his inability to move forward.
His heart is frozen.
Among all kendos, Ruthless Dao is undoubtedly the path that is least practiced by people and the most difficult path to walk.
The reason is very simple. In terms of entry aptitude alone, the requirements for swordsmen in Ruthless Dao are many times higher than those of other roads.
Only those who are born with a sword heart can practice the ruthless way.
Once successful, you can become an invincible sword god.
But even if the ruthless way of achievement is very high, there are very few people who can achieve it. The most important reason is joining the world.
Only when one enters the world can one be born, and one can be ruthless only if one is sentient.
Thinking of this, Ye Gucheng secretly sighed, he remembered clearly that there are two most important points in Ximen Chuuxue's success.
The most important point is Ye Gucheng's death, followed by the love between Ximen Chuixue and Sun Xiuqing.
The love in Gu Long's novels seems to be very passionate and short-lived.
Just like a cluster of fire burning on the vast grassland, it only needs a gust of wind to turn into a blaze and start a prairie fire.
Ye Gucheng can't remember the cause and effect of the love between Ximen Chuuxue and Sun Xiuqing at all. He only knows that their love is very fast and very effective.
The aloof sword god fell into the mortal world overnight and became a human being.
This is a necessary process. Only when he knows what a person is like, when he cuts off all the ties with the mundane world, and once again experiences the loneliness in the heights, can he become a Ximen Chuuxue.
Ye Gucheng sighed, he was thinking, is it because of his penetration that Ximen Chuuxue lost the chance to have a relationship with Sun Xiuqing?
If because of this, he could not become the last sword god, then Ye Gucheng's crime would be great.
Therefore, he could only use ruthless language to motivate Ximen Chuuxue.
He believed in Ximen Chuuxue's psychological endurance, and hoped that his harsh words could wake him up.
For example, quickly find a woman to fall in love with or something.
Ye Gucheng glanced at Zhang Wanrou from the corner of his eye.
In fact, he thinks this woman is not bad, strong and a sword practicer, really suitable for dating Ximen Chuuxue.
It's a pity that ever since Zhang Wanrou gave up the sword, Ximen Chuuxue looked at her more like looking at a bug, which fundamentally eliminated the possibility of two people talking about your relationship.
Hey, but also to look for candidates.
Zhang Wanrou shuddered.
I don't know why, but just now I suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing from behind, which was also cowardly.
The two looked at each other silently, without saying a word.
Ye Gucheng's eyes passed through Ximen Chuixue like a sharp sword, and the person who knew that his realm was stagnant also accepted Ye Gucheng's words like a sword of wind and frost, without saying a word.
That pitiful look almost blew up Yu Luocha who was leaning on the fence.
The white mist enveloping Yu Luocha trembled.
Yu Luocha was quite smart, he didn't let Ximen Chuuxue see him, and he didn't let Ye Gucheng see him, as for Lu Xiaofeng and Zhang Wanrou, he never looked directly at him.
Don't look at that day when Ximen Chuuxue left Wanmei Villa early on, but he has deep internal strength and is not disturbed by the severe cold weather in Saibei, and he often misses Axue, so he is always in Wanmei Villa like a ghost Wandering outside to comfort myself with lovesickness.
Today he was the same as before, wandering around the door just to find a chance to see A Xue, who would have thought that he suddenly heard Lu Xiaofeng screaming like a pig, the sound was so shrill that it could wake up the hibernating creatures under the snowdrift.
Not to mention an old monster like Yu Luocha, who is almost deaf.
Lu Xiaofeng's scream successfully attracted Yu Luocha's attention, he kicked his foot on the snow, and landed lightly on the top of the wall, the strength of his two hands was enough to hold him against the wall without falling off, white mist enveloped his whole body, Integrate with the snow-white world.
No one could notice Yu Luocha at all.
But even Yu Luocha didn't expect that he could see such a shocking scene. Their family, Axue, even held a branch to compete with Ye Gucheng.
Yu Luocha is different from Lu Xiaofeng, he is a sword user himself, and has already reached the achievement of having no sword in his heart, so don't understand too much about the current state of the two of them.
Just because you don't hold a blade in your hand doesn't mean you don't have lethality. With sword energy wrapped around it, anything can kill.
So from the very beginning, he knew that Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng would definitely be hurt.
but……
Yu Luocha frowned, his expression was serious and ugly.
Because Yu Luocha knew in his heart that Ximen Chuuxue's current state was not as good as Ye Gucheng's.
Age is just one of them. After all, in the world of swordsmen, talent and hard work are the foundation of everything.
But Ye Gucheng's potential is similar to Ximen Chuuxue's, not to mention that the two have different ways.
Yu Luocha discovered earlier than Ximen Chuuxue that his realm had begun to stagnate.
At this time, Yu Luocha, who had been here before, was very anxious. Although he did not practice the Ruthless Dao, he knew it well. Before seeing Ye Gucheng, he was not very worried about Ximen Chuuxue.
What's wrong with her cold personality, their family's Axue is good at swordsmanship and superb, and even rich, no matter how you look at it, she is likable.
He didn't realize the fact that Ximen Chuixue's icy swordsmen don't recruit little girls. In Yu Luocha's eyes, their Axue is the best man in the world.
Such an excellent young man, who has never tried love at his young age, is easily moved.
Even their Ximen is the same.
Yu Luocha's original plan should not be too good. If Axue is moved by the obsession of a little girl, she just learns to be affectionate. With Axue's sword heart, as long as the time is long enough and there are some twists and turns in the middle, she will be able to Achieving true ruthlessness is a sure thing.
When the time comes, their Axue will be a god.
A true sword god.
But what Yu Luocha didn't expect was that Ye Gucheng would appear at this juncture.
Jian Xin is similar, and even because of the different paths, Ye Gucheng's path is already longer than that of Ximen Chuuxue.
At that time, Yu Luocha knew that things were not good, not that Ximen Chuuxue would be jealous, with such a freshly baked good confidant, he was too happy, how could he harbor resentment like that second-rate and third-rate swordsman.
Ximen Chuuxue's heart is a crystal clear and shining diamond heart.
But the problem is, with such an excellent confidant by his side, how could Ximen Chuuxue have the heart to talk about love?In particular, Ye Gucheng was not a womanizer at first glance.
Yu Luocha was almost heartbroken, he was sure that with Ye Gucheng by Ximen Chuuxue's side, his precious son would have no chance of falling in love!
The promised dry love, without this love, how can we enter the world, how can we learn to be affectionate?
Love and friendship are not the same as confidant feelings.
Yu Luocha waited and waited, thought and thought, and finally prepared to find another way to start doing things. How could he have imagined that it was a rare time to climb the wall, and he heard Ye Gucheng swearing at their family, Axue!
Although what you said is true, you can't say it!
Yu Luocha was so angry that her hair was about to fall out.
His fingers sank deeply into the wall, and he looked at Ye Gucheng with the desire to swallow him up.
That was very hateful.
With such obvious eyes, how could City Lord Ye not feel it?He turned around suddenly and saw the empty wall.
Is it an illusion?
Ye Gucheng murmured in his heart, why did he feel a killing intent?
And that killing intent was terrifyingly strong.
The two looked at each other speechlessly, and did not cry a thousand lines. As for Ximen Chuuxue's wound from being smashed by a branch, one or two drops of bright red blood kept rolling down to the ground.
Even his white clothes were stained red with blood.
After discussing it, it wasn't a murder scene, let alone Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue fell silent.
Lu Xiaofeng said: "First bandage the wound?"
Unexpectedly, the atmosphere of silence was broken by a visitor.
The two walked into the house without saying a word.
Ximen Chuuxue has superb medical skills, and he is the leader in bandaging his own wounds. In addition, Ye Gucheng's stabbing is not deep, so he will be fine after a few smears of ointment.
His eyes are still bright, it should be said that compared to the intense pain he felt after hearing what Ye Gucheng said, his expression seems to be much lighter now.
Don't look at Ye Gucheng's expressionless expression all the time, but he is worried in his heart, for fear that what he said is too harsh and will hit people.
Even though he knew that Ximen Chuuxue would not be hit, he was still inexplicably worried.
Then he went to see Ximen Chuuxue, and the first sentence the other party said made him dumbfounded.
Ximen Chuixue said: "You are quite right."
Ye Gucheng:? ? ?
Ximen Chuixue said: "My way is still very shallow."
Ye Gucheng: No, don't belittle yourself.
Also very guilty.
Ximen Chuuxue seemed to want to say something more, but who knew that Lu Xiaofeng suddenly broke in from the outside at this time.
He had a serious face, not like the shock after watching Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng fight. It seems that something more important than the two of them happened.
Sure enough, Lu Xiaofeng said: "There is news about the sword ghost's appointment."
Zhang Wanrou was panting.
Her heart almost jumped into her throat, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.
In this world, how could there be such a shocking sword intent?How could there be swordsmen like Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue?
She suddenly felt that even the sword ghost she saw was not as outstanding as Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue.
Because the sword of the sword ghost has form, but it has no heart.
He may be able to use excellent swordsmanship, and he may also be able to develop sword qi, but he is not sincere about the sword.
Those who are not sincere to the sword cannot give her a spiritual shock.
Zhang Wanrou suddenly felt very painful, she is a person who will not regret it, at least she used to be.
She is very smart, able to endure hardships, and very assertive, otherwise she would not be able to make a name for herself in the arena as a woman, and she would even be ranked in a sword manual that only has men.
But now, she regretted it for the first time, her clear and watery eyes were full of pain.
For the first time, she felt that what she gave up was not the sword, but a life.
Zhang Wanrou knew for the first time that top swordsmen were so worthy of respect.
She had never seen Ximen Chuixue make a sword, let alone Ye Gucheng, but when the two of them sparred together, Zhang Wanrou suddenly felt that she had stepped into a new realm.
So this is the top swordsman?
Is this a battle between top swordsmen?
The swordsmen she had seen before seemed to have turned into trash in an instant, and they all turned into soft eggs.
The duels he had participated in before seemed to be white shadows in his memory, useless at all.
Her heart bleeds at the thought of conflating those shoddy duels with the shocking battle between Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng.
She couldn't help thinking, if she could persevere for ten years, would she also be able to become a swordsman like Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng? challenge?
But there are no ifs in this world.
For the first time, Zhang Wanrou realized the significance of the sword to her, as well as her desire and longing for the sword in her heart, but all regrets were meaningless, and she gave up the sword.
She curled up in pain like a shrimp.
But no matter how painful it is, she has no intention of regretting it, let alone room for regretting, because there is no medicine for regret in this world.
Compared with her desire for the sword, what is more important is the foundation of being a human being and a knight.
Words must be deeds, deeds must be resolute.
She seemed to be immersed in pain, but the external environment did not allow her to do so. Lu Xiaofeng transformed into a little whirlwind, suddenly appeared beside Zhang Wanrou and said, "The result of the invitation to fight has appeared."
What invitation to fight?Her mind went blank for a second, and then she said, "You mean the Sword Demon's invitation to fight?"
Lu Xiaofeng said: "Other than that, what else is there to invite?"
Zhang Wanrou's heart twitched again, the original sadness and pain in her heart were all left behind, and now she was more concerned about the immediate revenge.
Now that we have chosen this path, we cannot retreat.
Zhang Wanju said: "Please explain in detail."
Lu Xiaofeng said: "There's nothing good to say."
It was like an indeterminate time bomb that exploded suddenly, no one knew what was going on, only that for a while everyone in Jianghu knew that Sword Demon made an appointment on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month for Qinghongjian to fight at the Zijin Peak.
Lu Xiaofeng said: "The battle invitation is hung on the city gate."
Zhang Wanrou asked in surprise, "City gate?"
Lu Xiaofeng said: "That's right, and it's still Yingtian's city gate."
Zhang Wanju said, "Shouldn't there be soldiers patrolling the city gate?"
Lu Xiaofeng nodded and said, "That's why I don't know how he did it."
Lu Xiaofeng could even imagine Jin Jiuling jumping his feet, the whole six doors were completely embarrassing.
Yingtian's city gate is not ordinary, the other party did such a move, not at all to inform the Jianghu people that he is about to appear again.
Lu Xiaofeng guessed that the other party's main purpose was to attract the attention of the government.
He thought that since the invitation to fight had been intercepted by someone else, then it shouldn't be the sword ghost's handwriting.
Sword Demon is a human being, not a god. Since he is not a god, he should hate trouble very much. Would he do anything boring?
Lu Xiaofeng smiled wryly, because he realized that maybe the other party would really do something thankless, because at that time he said that he was going to fight with Tianzijian, he said it honestly.
Think about it, don't you just have nothing to do?
So Lu Xiaofeng had to guess again, whether this matter was written and directed by the other party or something else.
Sword Demon is not only a mysterious figure in his heart, but he is also very arrogant, conceited, and full of conspiracy.
Because everything he's done up to this point is weird.
What exactly is that man trying to do?With Lu Xiaofeng's clever mind, he really couldn't figure it out.
Zhang Wanju said: "Is he trying to tell the world?"
The tone was full of disbelief.
Lu Xiaofeng said: "Yes."
Lu Xiaofeng continued: "But maybe it's not that he wants to tell the world, but other people want to publicize this matter so that everyone knows."
Zhang Wanju said: "You mean the person who took away the invitation to fight?"
Lu Xiaofeng said: "Maybe."
Zhang Wanju said: "But no matter what, he is already famous in the world."
Lu Xiaofeng said: "Yes."
Lu Xiaofeng said again: "You are also famous in the world."
But this kind of famous way, as long as it is an individual, it will not be very happy.
Zhang Wanrou's face turned blue and pale for a while, obviously very unhappy.
Zhang Wanju said, "Apart from the invitation post, did he write anything else?"
Who is this he?Is it Sword Demon, or someone else?
Lu Xiaofeng said: "It is indeed written."
Zhang Wanju said: "What?"
Lu Xiaofeng said: "It is written in the announcement that if the survivor is the sword ghost, he will tell a secret."
Hearing the tone of those words, it seemed that he was sure that he could kill Qinghongjian.
Zhang Wanrou stopped talking, she didn't know what to say.
a secret?what secret?Does this secret have anything to do with her?
She suddenly found that she was already trapped in a huge vortex, and she couldn't even get up.
Lu Xiaofeng said: "Anyway, this invitational battle looks like a grand martial arts event. If I'm not wrong, at least half of the people in the world will go."
The remaining half is most likely from the government, to catch that sword ghost who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth.
What challenge to Tianzijian, their leading guillotine is already hungry and thirsty.
Lu Xiaofeng said: "Are you going?"
Although he asked such a question, Lu Xiaofeng already had the answer in his heart.
He thought that Zhang Wanrou would not go. If the other party gave up the sword, it would be equivalent to handing over this matter to Lu Xiaofeng and the others.
And if they agreed, they would naturally work hard to resolve this matter.
After all, there are too many involved in the sword ghost matter now, if there is any problem, Zhang Wanrou who went to the appointment is definitely the most unlucky one.
Even her request to seek asylum at Wanmei Mountain Villa could not be satisfied.
But what Lu Xiaofeng never expected was that Zhang Wanrou's answer was quite different from what he had imagined.
Zhang Wanrou asked back, "Why didn't you go?"
Lu Xiaofeng was really surprised, because at this time, anyone with a brain would know that staying in Wanmei Villa is safer.
He looked at Zhang Wanrou, and found that although the other person looked a little fearful, he was more determined.
He may have underestimated her.
Lu Xiaofeng said: "Come with us, you will be very dangerous."
Because the whole rivers and lakes are paying attention to this battle.
Zhang Wanju said: "I know."
She added: "But if I go, I can draw out the people behind the scenes faster."
It doesn't matter if that person is a sword ghost or someone else.
Lu Xiaofeng sighed, it was indeed so.
Zhang Wanju said: "Since you have decided to go to the Zijin Peak, shouldn't you tell the owner Ximen and the others?"
If Ximen Chuuxue and the others didn't go, she wouldn't dare to go either.
Lu Xiaofeng said: "I told them a long time ago."
Zhang Wanrou: "..."
Lu Xiaofeng said: "You are the last one."
Zhang Wanrou: Oh.
There is a saying that I don't know if I should say it or not.
Shouldn't you be the first to tell me something that is clearly a matter of life and death to me!
Zhang Wanrou is also very tired today.