UGB Chapter 39
Chapter 39
Blue sky, white clouds, waves, sandy beach.
The warm but not dazzling sunlight slanted on the gravel, coating the already transparent gravel with a layer of golden light.
Its dazzling degree is far higher than that of gold everywhere.
Ye Gucheng stared at the beach and the sea, thinking that his place must be more beautiful than the famous Gold Coast.
Pure natural pollution-free ah!
Ye Gucheng took a deep breath, his nostrils were filled with the smell of the salty sea.
How much he likes it, what a taste he misses!
People who practice martial arts are physically strong, although his kung fu practice is different from that of Gong Jiu's evil sect, what kind of flesh and blood is cut and whipped, the wounds healed in minutes, and the recovery power is also many times better than ordinary people.
After a hundred days of injury, the ribs poking everywhere in his chest cavity were almost healed after a month.
This speed can be said to be very against the sky.
A month later, City Lord Ye, who was forced to recuperate, was finally able to bring his beloved sword to the familiar coast to sway his sweat and blood.
For Ye Gucheng's sword practice, the snow-white sword blade has become an indispensable part of his life, and has become his half body. At that time, Ye Gucheng could definitely feel the same level of pain when a gap was cut because he encountered a more powerful magic weapon.
That's heartbreaking.
Let alone practicing sword during the recuperation period, even if he turns over while sleeping, his subordinates will be shocked and wish to hug the beloved Lord Ye Xuanhang, and sitting in front of the desk for too long, they will listen nervously. Looking at him, afraid that the wrist will be sore and the wound will be involved.
God knows he broke a rib and not a hand!
Fortunately, City Lord Ye's idol baggage is very useful. Just looking at his appearance of Zhuang Yanbao wishing to fly to the sky in the next second, the subordinates dare not say it no matter how much drama they have in their hearts. The tricks stared at Ye Gucheng, and if the opponent made any actions that were not good for his health, they would not stop them, but put on a face of shame and indignation, wishing to kill themselves in the next second.
Ye Gucheng: ...
It is also very witty.
Don't look at Ye Gucheng's fairy spirit, but his sense of responsibility is on the same level as his idol burden. Everyone in Baiyun City, big and small, old and young, is his responsibility. If they love and love him, he will respond to the same level of expectations .
Although the subordinate was a little nervous, staring at him exaggeratedly, but the starting point was not for the city lord to rest?
Ye Gucheng watched them keep their worries in their hearts every day and never opened their mouths. He sighed in his heart and continued to recuperate honestly. He even shortened his working hours and occasionally read a lot. It was really a rare leisure time for him over the years.
Although being stared at made my heart tremble, but I really had a rest, which is a good thing no matter what.
Moreover, as the idol of the whole city, City Lord Ye has a status as high as heaven and earth in the hearts of the people of Baiyun City. He is treated like a phenomenon-level idol superstar on weekdays, and he will be blocked wherever he goes.
You are used to this kind of fighting, and you are still afraid of a little eye attack?
Because of the above reasons, although he was injured, he lived quite happily.
But Ye Gucheng is a swordsman, and he is used to being busy, so he feels something is wrong when he is resting.
It's as if every bone in the whole body has shifted its position, and as long as it moves, it will make a "click, click" sound.
His bones itch, and his heart itch.
Practice the sword practice the sword practice the sword practice the sword practice the sword practice the sword practice the sword practice the sword practice the sword practice the sword...
I just want to practice swords.
Feeling the desire deep in his heart, although Ye Gucheng had a correct expression, the roaring soul deep in his heart kept spitting.
I think back then he really didn't like practicing swords so much!The reason why he practiced for more than two hours every day is that the shadow of death lingered behind him, giving him infinite spurs.
City Lord Ye values life very much, especially his life is different from others, much more precious than ordinary people.
The so-called equality of all is a superficial slogan just like God loves the world, and it is extremely difficult to implement, especially in this era of obvious superiority and inferiority.
Compared with other places, Baiyun City is much more equal to men and women, but it is still a poor society. Under the premise of a generally tolerant environment, the value of each person's life is directly proportional to his responsibility and ability.
Ye Gucheng, as the lord of Baiyun City and the god in the hearts of the people, he bears a greater responsibility than anyone else.
It is no exaggeration to say that his life is not only his own, but also belongs to thousands of people.
While realizing the weight of his own life, City Lord Ye had the first clear realization that he could not die.
Unless his own death can exchange for the safety of countless people, his death is a waste and is not equivalent to the value of existence.
But then the young city lord realized a more important problem.
That is, wanting to survive in the ancient dragon world is not a very simple matter.
Especially his name is Ye Gucheng.
In order to survive, he is more like a sword idiot than anyone else when his favorability for swords is not clear. level.
Anyway, if he fights with Ximen Fuxue, he will be the one who survives, right?
At first, he just had a very simple idea, but when sword practice became an instinct more important than eating and drinking in life, and his saber became another half of his body, Ye Gucheng suddenly realized that he wanted to leave his body. Living with a sword is an almost impossible task.
On the first day of convalescence, he lay calmly on the bed, daydreaming that he would best lie in bed for the rest of his life.
On the second day of recuperation, the city lord with his own workaholic attributes was already sitting upright in front of the desk, dealing with official affairs that he could never finish in his lifetime.
Ye Gucheng: The business of freshwater pearl cultivation has just started, so we must keep an eye on it.
Even if he had done business planning 800 years earlier.
On the third day of convalescence, he stared at his sword firmly, and wiped it several times with the softest and most delicate silk.
This kind of silk, because it is difficult to produce, is afraid that only princes and nobles can use it, but it is placed here in Ye Gucheng, rather than making clothes, they are more willing to use him to wipe their precious swords.
There are not many things in this world more important than his sword.
From the moment City Lord Ye wanted to hold the sword, the subordinates in Baiyun City quickly received the information.
Walking in the courtyard where all the buildings are exquisite and majestic, every pair of subordinates who walk sideways will have a tacit look in their eyes.
The degree of familiarity between them is far from that of mutual understanding.
But only one thing.
Only on one matter can the whole city reach a consensus.
"Today is the third day."
"Yes, today is the third day."
"To be able to persist until the third day is because I have underestimated the stamina of the city lord."
"That's right, but I heard that the city lord is already struggling to wipe his sword today."
Normally, Ye Gucheng maintains his sword once or twice a day, but today he has cleaned it three times, which is definitely worthy of the description of struggling to clean his sword.
This means that the soul of the sword idiot of the city lord is ready to move.
"But the city lord still needs to rest."
"That's right, he's not in good health yet."
"Why do you always say yes."
"Because I've heard the city lord say it's good."
The conversation seems to be veering down weird channels.
But no matter what, everyone in the city has already felt their city master Ye's desire to practice swords, but considering his golden body, they must not let it go.
Their blocking should not be too obvious, and all actions can only be carried out secretly.
So City Lord Ye found that when he couldn't help but want to touch the sword like a drug addict, there would always be subordinates who came in just right to report or hand something to him.
Not to mention the boy holding the sword, he can't wait to stick a pair of tricks to the sword at all times, and when the Lord Ye wants to wipe it, he will feel like an enemy.
Most people in Baiyun City know that although their city lord doesn't seem to be a friendly person, in fact his heart is not hard-hearted at all.
The child stared at him with serious and watery eyes, and City Lord Ye could only look away.
The boy holding the sword thought that although he admired City Lord Ye very much and did not want to go against his will, but compared to practicing swords, the body of City Lord Ye was more important.
Therefore, even if it makes City Lord Ye feel bad, he still has to stop him from practicing swords!
Thinking about it this way, the child's face actually had a desperate aura, and he used his thin body to block the general.
Like a wounded little animal, shivering and grinding its little baby teeth.
Whoever enters his territory will bite him to death with his small deciduous teeth.
Ye Gucheng: ...
Suddenly he didn't dare to go forward.
There is a lingering sense of guilt.
Ye Gucheng sighed quietly in his heart, and didn't care too much about the child. If he insisted on touching the sword, it would make it look like he wanted to bully the child.
His conscience did not allow himself to do so.
What's more, he himself knows that with a broken bone in his chest, practicing sword is really not good for him to heal his injuries.
Resting and recuperating, this is his dream opportunity to rest, he must cherish it.
But just like people who have the habit of staying up late and staying up late, they can’t fall asleep even if they have time to go to bed early. If City Lord Ye is really given time to do nothing and recuperate, he will feel bad instead.
In desperation, I have to do some work that doesn't affect my body now, such as thinking about what business I can do.
Although he is not as vicious as the little emperor, but he will never let go of the opportunity to develop the business of Baiyun City.
It just so happened that Lanfeng sent him the document. The two maidservants under him are all very capable. It seems that Lanfeng's poison and medicine skills are both excellent, whether it is the mysterious kung fu of the Western Regions or the Gu poison of the Southern Border. one two.
The Western Regions and Southern Borders are thousands of miles apart on the vast land of China, but Lanfeng, no matter where he goes, is as familiar as walking in his own back garden.
It is also quite remarkable.
The distance between Southern Xinjiang and South China Sea is not particularly far, but the Western Regions are all over the world. Although Lan Feng is around City Lord Ye, he has to travel long distances from time to time.
The business between Baiyun City and the Western Regions is neither too much nor too small, but there are some things that only the mysterious Western Regions can get. There are not many people available, so Lan Feng rolls up his sleeves and puts it on his own. The leader of Baiyun City's transactions with the Western Regions.
Whenever he thinks of this, Ye Gucheng has to look up to the sky and sigh, talent, talent, although the people from Baiyun City are all talented and intelligent, they are still not enough.
It would be nice if there were more talents.
The people from the Western Regions even took the initiative to contact Baiyun City, saying that they wanted to do business, and the business was huge. Neither Lan Feng nor Ye Gucheng expected that as soon as she received the information, she rushed to find City Lord Ye who was recuperating.
Don't bother with small things, but big things still need to be seen by the city lord.
When Ye Gucheng saw the words, he was taken aback at the time. The person looking for him was not so much the Western Regions, but rather the Western Demon Cult.
But everyone in Jianghu knows that if there is any power in the Western Regions that can represent the entire mysterious land, it is probably the Western Demon Cult.
There, neither imperial power nor religion is of much use. Only the Western Demonic Cult, and only the Western Demonic Cult, has supreme power.
As soon as he saw the words "Western Demon Cult", City Lord Ye, who had the perspective of God, naturally thought of a mysterious man.
——Jade Rakshasa.
But thinking about it is just thinking about it, because he really doesn't know when he can let Yu Luocha notice that the other party's character is even more mysterious than him, saying that no one has seen his face, just think about it. very scary.
City Lord Ye has only read Legends of Lu Xiaofeng and these serious novels written by Gu Long, so he doesn't know the fanfic setting at all, and naturally he doesn't know the setting that was once widely circulated and very popular in another world.
Yu Luocha is Ximen Chuuxue Laozi.
If he knew, even with half-belief, he would stay farther away from Ximen Chuuxue.
Hit the young ones and come the old ones, no matter how strong he is, it's not enough to play.
Saibei, Wanmei Villa.
In the hot summer, the sun hanging overhead seems to be able to evaporate the moisture in the air.
But unlike the hot and humid south of the Yangtze River, the summer in Saibei is cool and not too hot.
In winter, there will be countless plum blossoms all over the mountains and plains, and countless snow falling into the sky and earth.
Now there are only unopened plum trees and people practicing swords under the trees.
Wanmei Villa not only has Ximen Chuuxue, but also others.
Although the owner of Ximen Villa is obsessed with sword practice, he also needs someone to maintain the worldly things for him, so Wanmei Villa will have maids in charge of daily life, and there will also be housekeepers.
The butler is a young old man.
In fact, he is already very old, but his face always has the radiance of vitality that only middle-aged and young people can have. If his martial arts reach the perfection, he may be like a housekeeper in his later years.
Both body and mind are in peak condition.
No one knew what his name was, nor when he came to Wanmei Villa.
Even Lu Xiaofeng only knew to call the old man "Yu Bo".
Yu Bo is very mysterious, just like Wanmei Villa.
No one knows when there was such a villa in Saibei, it seems to be famous together with Ximen Chuuxue.
Yu Bo is a man of high martial arts. Even in his later years, his physical condition is comparable to that of young people. Nowadays, many of the peak martial arts in the world are old men who should lose their vitality, but their martial arts have not followed suit. weakens with age.
This seems odd and yet seems normal.
Martial arts are inherently mysterious. People who practice martial arts can do many things that ordinary people cannot.
Yu Bo is a kind old man, especially when facing Ximen Chuuxue, who he single-handedly takes care of, the way he looks at Ximen Chuuxue is not the way he looks at the sword god, but the juniors, his sons and grandchildren.
Even if Ximen Chuuxue's status is noble, he cannot be his son and grandson.
Yu Bo said: "Master, the master has been wandering outside the villa for many days."
A cold male voice came from inside the door: "Then let him continue wandering."
It's really not a fake rhetoric!
Yu Bo sighed, feeling helpless, he didn't do much persuasion, and left directly.
The owner of the villa is realizing the Tao, so this must not be disturbed.
So he could only go outside the villa and said to the people wandering in the mist: "Master, the owner of the villa doesn't see anyone."
The people in the fog were silent for a while, and after a while, they responded in a voice that could not be identified as male or female: "It doesn't matter, he will always see me."
There was a strange aura in the words, which seemed to be a threat, but also seemed to be pure joy.
Why in this world are some people rejoicing when they are rejected?
There is no reason, just because he is Jade Rakshasa.
Jade Rakshasa, who is like an emperor in the Western Regions, is actually a very unruly person.
This wave is not the wave of Lu Xiaofeng's prodigal son, but the wave of reckless debauchery.
He had a son when he was young, and because he was afraid that the environment in the Western Regions would spoil him, he specially helped him build a Wanmei Villa in Saibei.
Plum blossoms represent expectations for high-quality products.
God knows why the rambunctious Yu Luocha wants to raise the purest and loneliest son in the world.
He also kept Yu Bo, his most trusted deputy, to teach him and train him.
In the end, a sword god who wins snow in white was cultivated.
It is completely unsuitable to inherit the Western Demon Cult.
But Yu Luocha didn't care, not only didn't care, he also cared for this real son. Although he didn't see him a few times a year, he expressed his care and love all the time.
Among the living people in this world, perhaps only Ximen Chuuxue has seen his appearance.
But Ximen Chuuxue didn't like his father. He was such a strict person who didn't eat the fireworks of the world, so he rarely became interested in the libertine.
Lu Xiaofeng is not a prodigal son, but a prodigal son, so he can become Ximen Chuuxue's friend.
The son has reached the age of starting a family and starting a business, but he is still living a very lonely life, Yu Luocha is a little worried.
It's not that he is worried that he is not close to women, but that he knows Ximen Chuuxue's loneliness and loneliness.
Shattered Void is a state, but it is not the state that young people should reach, because it is too cold and lonely.
No one knew how ecstatic Yu Luocha was when he heard that his son had found a confidant.
Even the fog surrounding him turned pink!
Of course, before his subordinates found out, he returned to normal and became the leader of the Western Demon Cult shrouded in mystery.
But the mysterious leader of the Western Demon Cult had already made a bad idea. He thought that he should meet his son's friends.
Don't think that he has never met Lu Xiaofeng, his son's pitifully few friends, he has secretly poked and observed, but no one except himself knows.
But Yu Luocha felt that he should let Ye Gucheng know this time.
Because Ximen Chuuxue's attitude towards Ye Gucheng is different from his attitude towards any friend!
As a father, you must see for yourself.
Ye Gucheng didn't know that he had been targeted by Lu Xiaofeng's legendary world's biggest actor. In fact, anyone who had heard of the name of Yu Luocha would be confused by the letter Lan Feng handed over.
City Lord Ye pondered for a moment and said, "You don't need to pay attention to it."
I simply don't know what the other party wants to do, isn't it because the soldiers come to cover up the water?
Jade Raksha caused little disturbance. The most important thing in Baiyun City was still Ye Gucheng's recuperation. Although his body became increasingly stiff due to not being able to practice swords, it did help him recuperate.
Ordinary people's fractures that are not necessarily healed after three months were placed on City Lord Ye's body and he recovered in just one month. It has to be said that his resilience is also very against the sky.
People in the Jianghu practice martial arts even if they are not proficient, they can achieve the effect of strengthening the body. Internal strength is a kind of mysterious and mysterious thing.
The moment Ye Gucheng held the sword in his hand, the joy in Ye Gucheng's heart couldn't be described in words. He even faintly felt that the flying rainbow in his hand was buzzing with joy.
Feihong is the name of his sword.
It is said that swords have spirits, especially magic weapons. Although Feihong has not been cast for a long time, both the materials and users of swords are outstanding.
Under such superior conditions, if Feihong has no spirituality, it would be a strange thing, right?
The sky, the sea and the wind, when he holds the flying rainbow in his hand, he becomes one with nature.
It's nothing to be unfamiliar with not holding a sword for a month, his sword moves have long been integrated into the depths of his soul, and it's not something that can be affected by mere recuperation.
But as the saying goes, if you don't explode in silence, you will die in silence. As if to make up for the weight of the previous month, his movements became faster and faster, and his momentum became stronger and stronger.
The strong wind carried the gravel, the waves were cut out of the gap, and the water waves all over the sky fell into the sea from a high place, leaving little marks on the dry beach.
Hearty.
When he devotes himself to doing something, it seems that the flow of time will slow down. He has practiced the sword for more than an hour, but it seems that only a moment has passed. If his underwear is not wet with sweat, City Lord Ye will definitely won't stop.
It's been a long time, I haven't been this happy.
At the same time, he also discovered a sad thing. He was born to work hard, and he couldn't make good use of the rest time that God gave him.
Also no one.
As long as Lan Fenglangyue thinks about it, they are very good at flattering, especially for them, praising the city lord is a part of daily life, so it is not flattering.
Although Ye Gucheng was bitter in his heart, his body was not deceiving, and he was full of slander, but after practicing the sword, the person exuded a joyful spirit.
This spiritual energy is leaked from every pore of the body, and the ice in the aura melts. As long as the sword is held in the hand, it seems to have everything.
The two bowed together, "Congratulations to the city lord for breaking through."
If he didn't practice swords for a month, his martial arts would not retreat but advance. It can only be said that Ye Chengzhu held back too hard and had a big explosion.
City Lord Ye was already kind to his subordinates, but it was even better when he was in a good mood.
In the past, I was afraid that I would just nod proudly, but today, in addition to nodding, I also presented a few words, saying: "It's not worth mentioning."
Obviously just self-effacing words.
When City Lord Ye humbled himself, his subordinates could still praise him to the sky. If he was more confident, wouldn't he fly to the sky to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun?
Because of the above reasons, Ye Gucheng decided to live a low-key life.
Ha ha.
If Lu Xiaofeng knew what Ye Gucheng was thinking, maybe he would smile out of his mouth, for the sake of his self-knowledge.
Obviously, City Lord Ye's self-cognition has obvious obstacles.
I don't know if all parties are also cooperating with City Lord Ye to recuperate from his injuries. During the month of recuperation with his broken rib body, apart from the letter sent to Baiyun City by Yu Luocha, there were no major problems.
Perhaps it was Lu Xiaofeng's trouble-making temper that had been tainted by Lu Lu Zou, but when he recovered from his injury, things came to him.
If it wasn't for the sake of his relatives, Ye Gucheng might say that he was looking for trouble.
During the few days when he was recovering from his injury, a subordinate suddenly knocked on his door: "Second Young Master Ye is back."
It took Ye Gucheng a short time to get the image of Second Young Master Ye out of his mind, but when he remembered it, his mood was not so good.
Isn't the so-called Second Young Master Ye Ye Guhong?
Ye Gucheng and Ye Guhong did not explain their relationship in the original book, but not to mention that they both use swords, just because their names are so similar, it can be known that the two have a close relationship.
Ye Guhong is much younger than Ye Gucheng. Judging from his status, he is his cousin. Their family name is Ye for generations. Gen Miaomiao, except for the two of them enjoying the pleasure of putting the solitary characters in their names, no one else can enjoy it.
As for the relationship between Ye Gucheng and Ye Guhong, it’s good or bad. After all, there is almost a ten-year difference between the two. When Ye Gucheng had grown into a handsome young man, Ye Guhong It's just a little Douding, and it's still the little Douding whose father died.
It is no exaggeration to say that Ye Gucheng raised people with shit and urine.
Originally, Ye Gucheng was thinking that his little cousin who was raised as a son still had some wisdom roots, and was really interested in swords. He was thinking about whether to teach him his own flying fairy. It is not that there is no inheritor.
Who knew that the ambitious young boy who was in the second stage of middle school at that time could not fall in love with Ye Chengzhu's swordsmanship. He was only thinking about making a career for himself, so how could he stay in Baiyun City and Ye Gucheng to learn swordsmanship.
Whenever Ximen Chuuxue became famous, Ye Guhong felt as if he had been inspired, and wholeheartedly regarded Ximen Chuuxue as a spiritual idol, daydreaming every day that he could worship under Ximen Chuuxue, and when the dream lasted for a long time, he simply found an opportunity to come from Feixiandao ran out, and seemed to be heading towards Saibei Wanmei Villa in his words.
Ye Gucheng: Hehe.
Go ahead, if you succeed in apprenticeship, I will count you as the winner.
Then Ye Guhong did not succeed in apprenticeship, a few years ago he sent a letter back to Feixian Island, saying that he had joined the Wudang sect, and he looked like he would never return if he did not learn well.
Ye Gucheng: Hehe.
It's good for a young man to have a dream in his heart, and he also understands Ye Guhong's subtle thoughts. But he was awkward and unwilling to learn from Ye Gucheng, and there was no way around it.
The only way is to keep an eye on him, to save his life in the ghost villa, so as not to die, he is worthy of his parents and ancestors.
After all, according to Ye Guhong's kinship, even if Ye Gucheng died, it is impossible for him to be the next Lord of Baiyun City, and the young man himself did not show any intention of taking over, otherwise he would not go to the end of the world with his sword.
Now the question is, why do young men who have not yet passed their rebellious youth suddenly go home?Saying that there is no problem, Ye Gucheng absolutely does not believe it.
Ye Guhong faced the sea with his hands behind his back.
This is his hometown, the place where he was born and raised.
Any wanderer who has been studying abroad for many years will always feel excited when he returns to his hometown.
Because of homesickness.
The same is true for Ye Guhong, he looked at the sea, as if he could see himself who practiced sword five nights and nine times facing the sea.
And that person.
He suddenly heard a cold male voice say from behind: "Ye Guhong."
The voice was crisp and cold, with the thickness of an adult man. In contrast, it was the inaudible footsteps of the other party.
The better the light work, the more stable the steps and the quieter the walking noise.
Not to mention, both of them were standing on the beach.
Ye Guhong turned his head and said coldly: "Ye Gucheng."
The person who came was naturally his famous cousin, Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City!
City Lord Ye looked at his cousin with a delicate mood.
The complaints suffocated in my heart almost broke through the burden of idols and poured out.
What Ye Guhong looks like, although he is not as celestial as Lord Ye, but he is a relative after all, and there are some similarities in his eyebrows and eyes.
But his demeanor resembles Ximen Chuuxue very much, aloof and haughty.
The white clothes on his body are [-]% the same style as Xien Chuixue, but the sword is Ye Gucheng's white blade.
Could it not be Ye Gucheng's White Blade?His sword was still forged on Feixian Island, and compared to City Lord Ye's Feihong, it was not far behind.
A face similar to Ye Gucheng, Ye Gucheng's sword, and Ximen Chuuxue's dress and demeanor, what is this? !
Ye Gucheng thought blankly, what kind of Ximen's son is this? He is clearly the son of Ximen Chuuxue.
That's kind of scary.