[Comprehensive] Our city lord is glamorous and noble

Chapter 35

The wind is cold, the sword is cold, and the blood is hot.

Warm blood surged in the throat and was swallowed immediately.

Mouth full of blood.

Ye Gucheng recognized the woman in front of him, even though he had never seen her before today.

That's right, City Lord Ye has never met Grandma Xiong, nor Gongsun Lan. Although the opponent is skilled in swordsmanship, he doesn't use swords much when appearing in other identities.

She is a very smart woman, and what she does is also very troublesome. In order to avoid these troubles, she has been hiding her identity very well.

But why did Ye Gucheng recognize Gongsun Lan?

Because of the sword in hand.

A swordsman recognizes a person not by the appearance of the opponent, but by the sword in the opponent's hand and the sword moves of the opponent.

The sword can tell him everything.

Ye Gucheng looked at the sword in the opponent's hand, and didn't know whether Gong Jiu was intentional or not. There was also a ribbon tied to the temporary sword for Gongsun Lan.

At the handle of the sword, there is a fluttering, beautiful ribbon.

At first glance, it is a style that women will like. It is different from Ye Gucheng's sword and Ximen Chuuxue's sword. Their swords may be expensive or simple, but they all choose the simplest and most convenient style. Swordsmen should not Do more decorations on the weapon, unless the decoration is originally part of the sword.

Gongsun Lan's moves are like this, following the tradition of her grandparents, grandma and grandma, who danced the sword and moved the four directions. Her sword is not only a sharp weapon for killing, but also a beautiful display.

When wielding the blade, the ribbon on the handle flutters with the wind, like the streamer of a fairy falling from the nine heavens, what a beautiful picture.

But this streamer is not only beautiful, it can also kill people.

When the ribbon is strung around a person's neck, no matter how strong Zhu Cheng's frame is, he still can't breathe.

The reason why I can recognize Gongsun Lan is because of her beauty and her sword.

It is not easy to resist Gongsun Lan's attack.

Her sword is dexterous and treacherous, which is not the same as the Flying Immortal from Heaven, who was defeated by Master Ye.

Ye Gucheng's sword belonged to an immortal. It seemed to be light and agile, but its dominance was undeniable.

That is the distance between man and fairy.

But Gongsun Lan used the gorgeous swordsmanship of the ribbon to distract people's eyes, but it was a strange way.

A person who can use this kind of sword should not fight him desperately, because the other party is smart and cunning like a snake. Such a woman is often very smart and spares her life, and the enmity between them is indeed not enough to make Gongsun Lan to his own death.

But in the opponent's sword, what he can feel is the determination to move forward regardless of his own life and death.

This is not Gongsun Lan's sword!

Ye Gucheng looked directly into each other's eyes, those were really beautiful eyes, even more beautiful than Shangguan Feiyan's, a stream of clear water was always in his eyes, but at this moment, these beautiful eyes were not very clear, Instead, a faint mist shrouded his eyes.

These shouldn't be Gongsun Lan's eyes.

City Lord Ye understood her situation almost instantly.

She was bewitched.

Hypnosis or control, in modern society, seems to be a fantasy vocabulary, which can only exist in imagination or fantasy works, but it is not impossible in the martial arts world created by Gu Long.

There are records of such fascinating minds in the treacherous martial arts from the Western Regions or the depths of the South China Sea. Even among the subordinates of Lord Ye, there are many capable people and strangers who can understand this kung fu. But it is easy to confuse an ordinary person, like Gongsun It is even more difficult for a master of Lan's level.

The person behind her, with profound martial arts skills, is definitely the highest Ye Gucheng has ever seen in his life.

Langyue stood aside, as if waiting for an opportunity, she was waiting, waiting for the city lord to send her a message.

Although City Lord Ye looks like a celestial being who does not eat fireworks, his essence is that he is a hero who can use tricks. If it is said that Huo Xiu has Dugu Yihe and Su Shaoying by his side, he needs to Keep it tight, but now it's only me and Langyue who can let go a little bit.

Anyway, he knew that no matter what order he gave, it was impossible to damage Lang Yue's glorious image in his heart.

What's more, this Gongsun Lan came out by coincidence.

It gave him a whiff of conspiracy.

But Ye Gucheng, does he really need help from others?

Swinging the sword in his hand, his body is in pain, but his heart is strangely at ease, as if he has found his own rhythm in countless battles. The long-lost, double oppression of body and spirit makes Ye Chengzhu shadowy. Reached another realm.

It is a realm that cannot be reached by living in Feixian Island.

His blood is boiling, because of Gongsun Lan's sword, Ye Gucheng is a swordsman, and a swordsman will pursue to fight against a swordsman. Although he is a girl, Gongsun Lan's desperate swordsmanship is the best he has ever seen in his life.

It is a little taller than Jiang Ruhua used to be.

Huo Tianqing never gave him this feeling.

Because he doesn't have a sword in his hand, but Gongsun Lan has one.

The bones in his chest were aching, and fighting at such a high level with a broken bone, any mortal body would not be able to bear it.

But Ye Gucheng can, because he is not an ordinary person.

With no distractions, no distractions, he can be extremely powerful.

With Langyue behind him, the thought made him more relaxed, and his heart became more peaceful and clear.

Holding the sword in his hand, the snow-white blade reflects light, reflecting the face of Ye Chengzhu's star-eyed sword-browed face.

Looking at the sword in his hand, it was as if the pain in his chest was gone, and he was like a boat deep in the sky and the earth.

Quiet and slow.

The breakthrough came so inexplicably, maybe it was constantly breaking through his limit in the tight battle, the heavy idol burden seemed to be far away from him at this moment, and the idea of ​​conspiracy could fly out of his head with Langyue behind him.

There is nothing in the head.

He could only see his own sword and Gongsun Lan's sword.

Was it light or fireworks that exploded in front of his eyes?

Langyue stood aside, staring at City Lord Ye bewilderedly.

Her martial arts are not as good as Ye Gucheng's or Gongsun Lan's, but she undoubtedly belongs to the ranks of first-class masters in the Jianghu.

There is always a feeling between masters and masters, especially when she is standing very close to Ye Gucheng.

Because it is very close, it is easy to feel the mysterious and mysterious state of the other party.

Vaguely know that the city lord is breaking through.

Lang Yue is a martial artist, seeing another master break through, she would be faintly excited in her heart, what's more, the one who broke through is not an ordinary master, but City Lord Ye.

Excited for the progress of the other party, this is the self-cultivation of fans.

She suddenly realized that the city lord does not need her own help, he can solve everything by himself.

Relying on a breakthrough or something else, Langyue just needs to stand quietly behind and watch.

This is something to be proud of.

Ninth Young Master is far away.

His eyesight is very good, even at a distance of ten meters away, he can clearly see every move of Ye Gucheng.

He may not be able to capture Ye Gucheng's face, but he can clearly see his movements, flowing and flowing, with a bit of domineering that cannot be ignored.

This kind of domineering, even Jiu Gongzi rarely sees it. The so-called domineering sword cannot be cultivated by top swordsmen.

For example, Ximen Chuuxue, he has practiced the sword of loneliness, overlooking all the small mountains, as if overlooking all living beings from the peak of the snow mountain.

What Ximen Chuuxue blows is not blood, but loneliness.

Ye Gucheng is also lonely, but he is not lonely. Maybe he didn't realize it himself, but when the ninth son looked at him, he clearly saw a sense of domineering from his actions.

This kind of domineering seems familiar.

Ninth Young Master was thoughtful, where did he see it?

But the thoughts were only in order for a second or two, because City Lord Ye's movements were so beautiful that his eyes were tightly glued to the person, and he couldn't escape.

Gong Jiu also uses a sword, but he learned it too easily.

Because it is too easy to succeed, it is too easy to be disappointed.

His sharp eagle-like eyes are completely different from usual, and the light that blooms inside is even rarer to see.

People who are as easy to succeed as Gong Jiu seldom feel the joy of life.

But when he watched Ye Gucheng use the sword, he unexpectedly had an illusion that maybe he couldn't learn the opponent's sword moves.

The appearance is similar to the spirit.

With his ability, it is not a problem to think about each move a few times, and even the time and angle of the stabbing can be exactly the same as Ye Gucheng's, but the sword moves that are imitated like that cannot be said to be learned.

Because he didn't meet the "meaning" of City Lord Ye.

Sword intent, that is a very mysterious thing, a realm, a realm that separates humans from immortals. Gong Jiu can be called a "sword ghost" because of his talent and his weird way However, the unrepeatable Dao of Ye Chengzhu is definitely not something that Gong Jiu can imitate.

So Ye Gucheng is Ye Gucheng, and Gong Jiu is Gong Jiu.

He looked at City Lord Ye, his eyes became hotter and hotter. The ninth son is really too smart. People who are too smart can easily get things that others can't get in their entire lives. The moves that ordinary people have to practice hard for 10 years can only be learned by him. The ability, maybe as long as you look at one side.

It may be exaggerated to say so, but City Lord Ye's sword move is really the only thing he feels that he can't learn easily for so many years.

He is unique.

There is a flame burning in Jiu Gongzi's eyes, it is a fierce karmic fire.

Although he didn't know how other people were feeling about this hot temperature, the subordinates around him really felt it.

It's as if the evil spirit who has been living in the abyss suddenly has a human warmth.

When he faced Shaman, he seemed to be a person, but he was definitely a creepy person. The ninth son's love for Shaman was very similar to that of a man for a woman, but from Shaman's occasional disgust, and The ninth son's expression was unable to make a conclusion about the relationship between the two.

Even sleeping in the same bed with a negative distance doesn't look like a lover's lover.

The subordinates felt something more or less, but they didn't dare to gossip behind their backs, because they all knew that there was no impenetrable wall in the world, and if they dared to gossip behind Ninth Young Master's back, they would die, or die.

Why is there hatred between men and women who have had a relationship?

Why is Miss Shaman so indifferent to Prince Jiu?

Just thinking about that man being Gong Jiu, whatever happens seems very likely.

Blood is hot, sword is cold.

The blood-stained sword was still cold.

There was a drop of blood hanging on the snow-white blade, and the night wind blew by, the blood drop was crumbling, and with the shaking of the blade, it fell into the soil.

No trace was left.

Ye Gucheng's face is very white, but his eyes are very bright, as if there are stars in the sky.

He seemed to understand something, as if the foggy barrier in front of his eyes had been broken, and he could see the universe behind him.

In this world, some things are preordained.

For example, Ye Gucheng was destined to kill Gongsun Lan.

But he would not let her die with a ribbon tightly around her neck, in such an insulting or even concealed way of death, but as a swordsman, with the sword in his hand, he would send her on her way.

The sword light pierced the night sky, brighter than a fleeting meteor.

Jiu Gongzi's eyes widened slightly.

"------!!!"

The sound of the wind blew past Mr. Jiu's ears, the croaking of insects, the croaking of frogs, all kinds of things in the woods at night disappeared from his ears, and what was left was only the frightened faces of his subordinates.

what happened?

Gong Jiu lowered his head expressionlessly, he saw the sharp knife piercing his shoulder, nailing his whole body to the tree, penetrating three points.

If it was a little further to the left, it was his throat that was pierced.

--shoot with great precision.

He has seen the imposing manner of the Flying Immortal Flying Beyond the Nine Heavens, like a rainbow light, like lightning, but he never thought that Ye Gucheng would have such a brilliant sword move.

And why was he able to use such a sword, why was he sure that there was someone in his place?

Young Master Jiu suddenly laughed, he was like a zombie who couldn't feel pain at all, the sword wielder's internal strength was too high, and he would definitely not be able to pull the blade out of the tree trunk for a while.

Lang Yue was already galloping towards Gong Jiu's direction, and the remaining time was definitely not enough for him to pull out the blade.

So he did one thing, one thing that made his subordinates want to stare their eyes out.

The Ninth Young Master let the sword blade pierce through his bones, and smashed the rest of the bones together. The snow-white blade pierced his shoulder, and then, pierced half of his body.

He forcibly "teared" himself out of the blade.

Ninth Young Master said: "Let's go."

His voice was still grim, unaffected in the slightest, as if serious injuries were nothing to him.

The subordinate lowered his head, raised his eyelids, and saw red blood, red flesh, and dense white bones.

It might not be appropriate to say that it was Sen Sen's white bones, because what he saw were clearly fragments of bones.

He knows how cruel Jiu Gongzi is to him.

Gong Jiu said to go, let's go, almost as soon as he finished speaking, he kicked his feet and practiced lightness kung fu.

His qinggong is very good, very treacherous, not like a flying fairy like City Lord Ye, but like a real ghost.

Come and go without a trace, only the snow-white shadow can be caught.

If the subordinates wanted to keep up with him, they had to use all their strength, and he had to keep up with Mr. Jiu. If he didn't lead the way, God knows where Mr. Jiu would go.

Even if he was fleeing for his life, he would not recognize his way.

Gong Jiu does not deny that he is running away, and believes that anyone will make the same choice.

There are two possibilities for City Lord Ye's Hundred Steps Piercing Yang. One is to give Gong Jiu a reminder that he doesn't want his name, but because he can't judge where the person is with the help of perception, there is something wrong with his aim.

Compared with the former, Gong Jiu took it for granted that it was the latter. As long as he saw the strength with which his sword plunged into the tree trunk, no one would believe that Lord Ye did not want Gong Jiu's life.

There is only one possibility left, and that is death.

Jiu Gongzi still cherishes his own life very much. In this world, the sicker he is, the more he cherishes his life. He is the best among them.

It is absolutely impossible to stay here and let City Lord Ye poke and play.

There is nothing more so-called one force to drop ten meetings. In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are paper tigers.

No matter how powerful Gong Jiu is, it doesn't matter how tricky his tricks are.

Gongsun Lan died, and he might be the next to die.

Thinking of this, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth that he didn't know whether to say it was weird or anticipation. If he stared into his eyes carefully, he could read the emotion similar to excitement from the beating bloodshot at the nerve endings.

Pain, and the fear of approaching death, he may not expect these, but they are extremely rare in Gong Jiu's too perfect life, which can make him feel that he is still alive.

The wound was healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the broken bones were growing in a distorted manner. Seeing that he had run far enough, Jiu Gongzi simply clapped his fingers together and dug desperately into his shoulder, watching his movements, Those who don't know must think that what he digs is tofu, not human muscles and bones.

In particular, the flesh is still his own.

The bones that grew up were picked off, and the fragments that could not be picked out were dug out together with the flesh, fundamentally eliminating the possibility of them growing mixed with flesh.

It may be a good way to tear up the long wound again, but it is painful enough.

But these pains are not a big deal to Jiu Gongzi.

The subordinates didn't dare to raise their heads. Although his nose was not as sensitive as a dog's, it was quite good.

Such a strong smell of blood can be smelled by anyone with a sense of smell.

The subordinate's mind was only flooded with a few big words: as expected of the Ninth Young Master.

This kind of mind, this kind of will, who else can do it except him.

Admiration is mixed with creepy horror, and it must be the latter that dominates.

Ye Gucheng's expression remained unchanged, he said to Lang Yue: "Bring me my sword."

On the land in front of him, there was the beautiful Gongsun Lan, but no matter how beautiful she was, she was useless after death.

Under the beautiful face, there are all dry bones. People are dead, so what use can they be.

Langyue was shocked by City Lord Ye's shocking sword, and she still stood there, unable to regain consciousness for a long time, until Ye Gucheng spoke to her, and finally regained consciousness.

Lang Yue quickly said: "Yes."

There is probably no one in this world who knows the sword moves of Lord Ye better than her. Although he will spontaneously avoid them when he is practicing swords, no one is better than Lang Yue at what level the Lord has reached and what new moves he has learned. And Lan Feng is more clear.

So she also knew that the city lord would not be able to perform tricks such as piercing Yang with one hundred steps in mythology.

Or, it used to be impossible.

Ye Gucheng's ability to use Tianwai Feixian stems from his perception of nature, the sea that wraps Feixian Island, and the daily ebb and flow of the tide. The years of practicing swords made him familiar with the sea and the nature. strength.

The same is true for the so-called flying immortals outside the sky, with the majesty of the waves, the grandeur of the sea, and the boundless sky.

A hundred steps through Yang, that seems to be a higher realm, no matter how good a person's eyesight is, they cannot support a hundred steps, because it is too far, even a tall person will become small.

The direction of the sword's advance will also be affected by the environment, the direction of the wind, and the obstruction of the leaves. Only when everything is taken into account can such precise moves be used.

He not only wants to experience nature, but also to be one with nature.

It merged with the forest beyond the sea that he was not familiar with.

The so-called return to basics is nothing more than that.

Lang Yue has no doubts. For her, every breakthrough of Ye Gucheng is a matter of course. In her mind, there is no one in this world who is stronger than Lord Ye.

As for why he didn't take the sword himself, there is no need to ask such a question, because it is not worth mentioning to her.

Lang Yue walked into the forest, but unexpectedly found that there were no dead souls under the sword.

The blood was fresh and warm, and City Lord Ye's sword undoubtedly stabbed someone.

Looking at the shiny blade and the traces of blood and bone under the sword, Langyue felt fear for no reason.

That man, how did he escape from the blade.

Lang Yue returned to City Lord Ye's side again, she held the sword as if she was holding some peerless treasure, but her face was pale.

It's not that Langyue's skin is fair, but because of shock, she loses her blood color.

Anyone who thinks of that image will definitely not look better than her.

Ye Gucheng said: "What did you see?"

Lang Yue said: "There is no one under the sword."

Ye Gucheng said calmly: "Oh?"

Lang Yue said: "But there are blood and bones under the sword."

Hearing Langyue's words, Ye Gucheng was not only not surprised, but also smiled.

It was an expected smile, because he suddenly knew who was behind the scenes that made him so unlucky recently.

And he also knew that the other party would definitely not be better than him now.

Ye Gucheng said: "Okay."

What he is up to, no one knows.

But in the next second, City Lord Baiyun gave the answer himself.

Ye Gucheng said: "Go and investigate someone."

Lang Yue said: "Yes."

Ye Gucheng's face looked even whiter against the white moon, but he had the illusion of coldness for no reason.

When he became ruthless, he was not much better than the legendary Jiu Gongzi.

Ye Gucheng said: "His name is Gong Jiu, and his subordinates call him Young Master Jiu."

Lang Yue said: "Yes."

She never asked why Ye Chengzhu often knew some strange things and knew some strange people.

A scholar can know the world's affairs without going out for three years. It seems normal that their city owner lives on Feixian Island, but knows many things that other people have never heard of.

City Lord Ye looked at his sword, it was shining white, but he seemed to be able to smell blood that didn't exist at all.

Just now, his sword was stained with Gong Jiu's blood.

Just now, he almost killed Prince Taiping in advance.

But the moment Baibuchuanyang was used, he knew clearly that his sword would not hit.

It seems to be a kind of mysterious and mysterious induction. When the swordsman swings the sword, he knows whether his attack has succeeded or failed.

But even if he fails, the consequences are enough for Gong Jiu to drink a pot.

Even though the superficial wound healed, the remaining sword energy raged in the body. The seemingly unscientific existence actually had an effect on the human body.

This is a great gift from him to Gong Jiu.

A cold light flashed across Ye Gucheng's eyes, what Gong Jiu gave him, he would definitely give back double.

A villain who must die, he will not treat him patiently like Huo Tianqing. In the structure of Ye Chengzhu's brain, Gong Jiu's weight is the same as that of the Nanwang father and son duo, and they are all must die. That crowd.

If there were fewer scourges, the world would be more peaceful in the future.

Ye Gucheng inserted the blade into the scabbard, and finally gave Gongsun Lan a condescending look.

His expression is like looking at a broken ceramic cup, or flower petals that fall into mud according to the laws of nature.

A person's death is either as heavy as Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather. Gongsun Lan is heavier than a feather, but there is still a long way to go.

Unfortunately, she died before she could climb that distance.

He said, "Put her in the funeral too."

The wilderness of corpses is not a good ending. Although Gongsun Lan and him don't have a good relationship, and it can even be said that they don't know each other, Ye Gucheng has Ye Gucheng's rules.

He will restrain himself from the people he kills. For City Lord Ye, it is like a rule that a person needs to eat and drink water.

It's as normal as a person needs to breathe.

Lang Yue said: "Yes."

Ye Gucheng nodded and said, "Okay."

Then he spewed blood quietly.

Lang Yue: "!!!"

She couldn't help shouting loudly: "City Lord!"

Looking at her terrified little eyes, she thought she saw the end of the world.

But for the diehard fans of the city lord, wouldn't it be the end of the world to see him spurting blood?

Ye Gucheng said: "Nothing."

Not only did he spit out blood quietly, but he was also very precise. The blood rushed down, but precisely avoided his white clothes.

Ye Gucheng spewed blood quietly, while thinking about his adventure today, he had a fight with Huo Tianqing, and then Huo Xiu killed Gongsun Lan in the middle of the night. hit.

Very well, his life was complete, and blood spurting was nothing more than a normal thing.

The only question now is, will he really be able to go back smoothly?I feel like I can't stop bleeding.

Black night, white moon, red blood.

The man in white Shengxue was not stained with a single bit of blood, but his lips were even more rosy because of the blood, like a pattern that could be included in a painting.

Don't care what the people in Baiyun City do, their abilities far exceed everyone's imagination, and their speed is also abnormally fast. Dugu Yihe's iron cage is inconvenient to take away, so let's connect the whole piece of land with the old man. Pry it, wait until it is in a safe and hidden place, and then slowly see how to release him. When Lu Xiaofeng is full of flowers and Ximen Chuixue arrives, there will only be bare land.

The traces here are too weird, even they can't tell what happened.

Lu Xiaofeng sighed and said, "Let's have a look again."

Maybe search around a couple of times and meet someone?

Someone who can see and know what happened.

Hua Manlou suddenly said: "The voice is not quite right."

Lu Xiaofeng regained his energy all of a sudden, he believed in very few things in this world, but among them was Huamanlou's ears, so he said: "There is something wrong."

Hua Manlou said: "I can't tell, but the wind is too noisy."

Even with his excellent ears, he could only produce a vague impression.

But this was enough for Lu Xiaofeng, he closed his eyes, and patiently judged the direction of the wind, it seemed to be in the southwest.

A small and weak hope is better than nothing, so he said: "Okay."

Then he picked up his two legs and ran away first.

Lu Xiaofeng's lightness kung fu is also very good.

From this point of view, it seems that there are far more people in the world who are excellent in Qinggong than those who are not.

While running, Lu Xiaofeng was thinking about what he missed and what happened.

In fact, now he doubts whether what he is investigating is true, and he suddenly finds that he seems to know nothing, and the truth he touches is only a vague appearance.

Everything is messy like muddy mud.

This is not a good phenomenon, Lu Xiaofeng smiled wryly while running, but soon, he couldn't even cry or laugh wryly.

Because he smelled blood.

How can a person shed so much blood?

Ye Gucheng was inexplicable looking at the blood he spat out mouthfuls.

He could feel that his body temperature was losing, and the internal energy that Lang Yue replenished seemed useless at all.

She will deal with it urgently, but the injury suffered by the city lord cannot be solved by the so-called emergency treatment.

At this moment, the maid very much hoped that it was Lan Feng who was here, not herself, because Lang Yue was not that proficient in medical skills.

We must first find a way to get the city lord back.

Although she is a girl, she is really strong. It seems that it is too late to contact the people of Baiyun City suddenly. It seems that it is not difficult to bring the city lord back with her own strength.

Lang Yue almost decided to throw aside Gongsun Lan who was on the ground first, and took the city lord away.

In the distance, the sound of wind suddenly came.

Someone is galloping.

Langyue's expression suddenly changed, becoming vicious and vicious, as if she was an aggressive lioness protecting her cub.

Who is it?

"City Lord Ye?"