UGB Chapter 21
Chapter 21
In order to show his respect for the pioneer of the handsome man, Ye Gucheng agreed to save the man who fell on the way to the car.
Well, it's not because of the attractiveness, Ye Gucheng just did what a decent person should do, met by chance, but he couldn't leave him alone, the beautiful woman fell in front of him as if he didn't see it, it can be said to avoid disaster, But a handsome young man fell in front of him, but he couldn't stand by.
The so-called morality of the rivers and lakes is as big as serving the country and the people, as small as drawing swords to help in the face of injustice, relying on enthusiasm and mutual trust between people. help the frustrated.
Ye Gucheng's judgment was not bad. The young man fell on the road for no reason. He was injured, not lightly. A knife cut across his back was cut so deep that the bones could be seen.
It was Lan Feng who helped him deal with the wound. Even though Ye Gucheng had only two maids by his side, they could be said to be proficient in all eighteen martial arts.
Lanfeng has been walking in the Western Regions all year round. The Western Regions may not be able to do anything else, but Gu poison is a must. Everyone knows that medicine and poison do not separate families. She can become a top medical girl, and she can also become a master of poisoning.
Helping the young man deal with the wound, she didn't change her expression at all because of the young man's naked upper body. She herself has surpassed most men in the world. Except for Lord Ye, no one can break Lan Feng's icy mask.
After bandaging, put away the things in your hands, throw the young man in the resting compartment, and say that it is love at first sight and love at first sight, that is the storyline only in Chinese novels, which beauty would help a man who fell in a coma on the road Bandage your heart?At least Lanfeng would not, for her it was a task, and the city lord ordered it to be done, and if the city lord didn't say anything, it was justifiable to leave her in the middle of the road.
Ye Gucheng only ordered his servants to save people, but then forgot about it. He was still studying his pearl business, and the deal with Jiangnan Hua's family was very important, and he needed to think it over and over again.
Those who are well-informed know that Huo Xiu is the richest person in the world, and the Jiangnan Hua family has the most real estate in the world.
No matter what age, land is an absolute resource. In these years, the land of the Hua family in Jiangnan was not advanced enough to engage in real estate. Like most landlords, most of their land was reclaimed as farmland for cultivation.
Ye Gucheng wanted to buy a county-sized piece of land, but the land happened to belong to the Jiangnan Hua family. If the area was small and the location was remote, it would be fine, but this piece of land is very large, and it is quite suitable for farming.
Zhuji, Ye Gucheng's star-like eyes are firmly locked on a small location on the map. During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, this place was once the revival of Goujian, the king of Yue, but in the distant future, this place is the largest fresh water in Huaguo. Pearl breeding base.
Since he wanted to engage in pearl farming and be the first to eat crabs, he had to borrow his innate advantages and choose the most suitable soil.
Perhaps in the historical records, Ye Gucheng did not leave traces in the name of Sword Immortal, but left his name in the name of pearl cultivation.
His behavior has gone too far.
He hopes to buy about [-] mu of land and circle it up to form a manor of his own. If his pearl farming business is successful, someone will come to steal a lesson. Before he can make enough profit, Ye Gucheng does not want the price of freshwater pearls to plummet in advance.
People die for money, and birds die for food. Although it cannot be stopped, time can be postponed.
To do this, he must claim a whole, independent piece of land.
Ye Gucheng was silent, he thought a lot, from the sun high in the sky, to the sunset, when the heartbroken man was not at the end of the world, when he opened the curtain of the car window, only the sound of the shepherd boy's piccolo could be heard in the distance.
Lan Feng stood in front of the cubicle again, and she said: "City Lord, that person has a fever."
Naturally, he was talking about the young man who was picked up by them halfway. If it wasn't for Ye Gucheng's order, he might have died there.
Ye Gucheng said: "Find some good medicine to help him make juice, if it doesn't work, just let fate."
He is willing to pick up people halfway, which is the most benevolent and righteous, and the next thing is to see if he deserves to die.
After all, these days, a small wind and cold can kill a person.
The sun was setting and the moon was rising, and it was already night. In another hour and a half, the motorcade of Baiyun City would stop to rest.
The healthy servant with excellent eyesight was sitting at the front of the carriage. From a distance, he saw someone walking slowly on the road, walking towards their direction.
He seemed to be an old man, with a short stature and a stooped back. Because of the long distance, his clothes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, making it difficult to see clearly. His clothes were worn out, and he was not much different from ordinary poor people.
He walked up to the carriage in Baiyun City, with a look of embarrassment on his face, and said in a muttered voice, "Master, can you give me some water?"
The driver secretly observed and saw that it was just an ordinary old man, so he nodded secretly and offered him a sip of water.
On the road, I often see this kind of pedestrians coming and going in a hurry, and it's nothing to drink saliva.
However, the old man's next sentence aroused his vigilance, he said: "Where did the master come from?"
In seemingly ordinary conversations, people speak with trepidation, as if to suppress fear and ask questions.
The motorcade in Baiyun City is imposing. When ordinary people see it, they can’t tell where they came from. The princes and nobles came up to ask for water, mostly because they are thirsty, but the conversation afterward seems to be endless, especially the old man is in such a hurry. , the attentive servant immediately noticed something was wrong.
But he remained calm, with his mouth tightly closed, like a gourd sawing its mouth, even if the old man asked a few questions, he would not say a word. , then calmed down and speeded up the movement of drinking water.
But when the water was half drunk, the old man asked tremblingly, "Master is from the capital?"
The driver was stunned. At that time, he felt that the whereabouts of their city lord had been exposed, but he didn't show it on his face. He still didn't say a word, as if he was a piece of wood, without the slightest breath of life.
The old man left, still limping with his crutches in his hands, but when he was out of the sight of the driver, the servant quickly handed over the reins to his partner, and rushed into the carriage by himself, and told Lang Yue, who was in charge, The girl said: "The whereabouts of the city lord seem to have been discovered."
Langyue's expression changed: "What's going on?" Her expression was very solemn and solemn. To them, the whereabouts of Baiyun City Lord were leaked, which was simply a big event that the sky fell.
Being famous in the world is not a one-sided good thing. For Baiyun City Lord, as many people love and respect him, as many people hate him and want to kill him.
Not to mention how you would hate Ye Gucheng if you didn't meet Ye Gucheng. He is a master who defeated the former swordsman, and he got the comment from Taoist Mu that "sword skills are above me". These two points alone are enough There was a steady stream of people coming to trouble him.
Ye Gucheng chose to go up and down the south of the Yangtze River at this juncture, but he didn't mean to avoid disaster. It's not that he is invincible in strength, just like a person can ignore a fly, but it will be annoying when it keeps buzzing in your ear Panic.
After listening to the well-founded narration of the driver, Langyue believed [-]% that she could come out with Ye Gucheng. Even in Baiyun City, where there are many talents, these few are top-notch figures, let alone in front of Baiyun City Lord. It's just a driver, if those hands are exposed, people who know how to do it will be surprised to see how they have trained such a pair of iron palms, which is more advanced than the bald donkey who specializes in palm techniques in Shaolin Temple.
When the palm of the hand is in the light, it actually flashes a strange metallic color.
His hand is a murder weapon, a murder weapon more terrifying than a sword.
After hearing the driver's report, Langyue went to Ye Gucheng without hesitation, since the matter was serious, she needed to inform the city lord to prevent possible sneak attack at night.
Ye Gucheng listened to her narration calmly and said, "It's okay."
His face is as cold as a god's, standing above the heavens, and all the troubles in the world can't affect the thoughts of Baiyun City Lord.
This is no longer some soldiers who come to cover up water and earth. The guards and maidservants he brought are all top masters in the Jianghu, and his own sword is not just for nothing, but the real pinnacle of martial arts.
It's just because he became famous too late, and those with ulterior motives are still lucky, thinking that they can deal with him.
In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies are paper tigers.
Langyue Xingxingyan: As expected of the city lord!
It's so cool and handsome!
Ye Gucheng: Humph.
Today's Baiyun City Lord is also perfect with 360 degrees and no dead ends!
On a night where the moon is dark and the wind is high, the bright moon is covered by dark clouds, and the earth is pitch black.
The tall carriage stood still on the ground, like a dormant beast.
Men in black, one with the night, one, two, three.
In the darkness, many people rushed towards the carriage without making a sound.
The motorcade in Baiyun City has a characteristic, they don't keep anyone on vigil.
If they were assassins who had heard of Ye Gucheng's reputation, they might be more cautious because of their abnormal behavior. After all, the Lord Baiyun seemed to be a cautious person.
But they didn't tiptoe, they just exchanged a gleeful look when they found no one watching, and then swarmed up.
His hand touched the wall of the carriage, and he didn't know what mechanism he touched. Suddenly, several cold lights flashed.
Before he even let out a final cry of pain, his throat was pierced by an arrow, and his heavy body fell to the ground with a muffled sound.
After the first wave of arrow rain, more than half of the assassins fell, and the rest were seriously injured even if they did not die.
The blood soaked the fabric of the night suit, and there was a pungent fishy smell on the body.
The people who were still alive looked at each other in blank dismay. This was different from what they said, and they couldn't tell whether there was poison on the arrow.
withdraw!
The leader made a gesture. He was the most powerful person in this group. He had already been injured by more than half before meeting the enemy hidden in the dark, so he couldn't fight anymore.
They should leave first and think about the long term.
But in the wilderness, it's not like they come and go whenever they want. The assassins are quick and quick, but their speed is cut in half by serious injuries, and the people in the carriage are not ordinary people.
A pair of hands protruded silently from the darkness. The fingers are straight and not white, but they are unexpectedly glowing with metallic luster. From a human hand, it is more like a weapon.
The palm was pressed against the lead assassin's chest, no one knew how he did it, as if the moment he pressed it on the chest, the man was suffocated, and then blood bloomed from the corner of his mouth.
Already out of breath.
The rest of the people didn't realize that their heads were dead yet, seeing him suddenly silent, they said, "Retreat now?"
As soon as he made a sound, he became a target in the dark night. Someone punched him with palms and hammered on his chest. Four or five ribs were dented, and the assassin let out a scream.
Such a strong force, such a heavy punch!
The cry pierced the night sky, heralding the beginning of a one-sided massacre. The seriously injured people abandoned the pain of the wound and held swords or other weapons, staring at them. They didn't know where the enemy was, so they could only be more vigilant.
The enemy is in the dark, they are in the light, and the original situation has changed.
Here there is no light, no lamp, no star, no moon.
Only chill.
"Boom—"
The body as heavy as a hill fell down, and there was a bang when it touched the ground. Cold sweat slowly slid down the contours of the face, and there were fewer and fewer people.
Suddenly, the falcon-like eyes caught a fleeting figure, and he couldn't help but swung the knife in his hand and slashed in the direction where the figure flashed.
The head fell to the ground with a grunt, and a series of sprays of blood sprinkled in the soil.
This is not the blood of the enemy, but of our own.
The enemy's head is endless.
The ghosts at night are still shuttling among the assassins, and every time they appear, they take away a life. The fear in my heart finally swallows up my courage, and I don’t want to stay with the terrifying ghosts anymore, so I run away.
They will run to the light and leave the dark fields behind.
Seeing that the assassin fled in a hurry, and the murderous ghost did not chase after him, he returned to the carriage, like a motionless stone statue, and when he looked at his face again, it was a taciturn driver.
These people who were brought out by Lord Ye are all very capable.
At this moment, the assassins were fleeing in a hurry. They saw the forest, the dark clouds had dispersed, and the soft moonlight fell on the yellow land. For them, it was like the hope of survival, and everything in front of them became lovely.
People who escape from death can always feel the beauty and magnificence of life.
The footsteps of the person running in the front stopped abruptly. In the distance, there was a glistening white figure, which could not be seen clearly, but the corners of her clothes were whiter than the moon, and her body was slimmer than a willow.
In such a late night, in such a wilderness, how could there be a slim woman in white?
One second, the woman was still standing by the woods, but in the next second, she came to them, tapped the ground a few times with her toes, and narrowed the distance to nothing between rising and falling.
Such handsome lightness kung fu, like a fairy descending to earth.
The woman's face is also beautiful, just like her slender figure, it is full of the charm of a mature woman, but that face, because of its seriousness and coldness, reveals a wonderful solemn appearance, in a trance, the assassin seems to have a cold face Pass.
It was a sword, a sharp sword, and it slashed across his neck, and the blood beads remained on the blade, refusing to roll off for a long time.
The two of them killed a large group of assassins without leaving any behind.
People with ulterior motives will not leave a living.
Langyue flicked the blood off the sword, and sheathed the sharp blade again. She got into the car, and the inside of the car was pitch black, but except for the wounded who came up halfway, no one was asleep.
Lang Yue said: "A total of 27 assassins have been dealt with."
Ye Gucheng said: "Okay."
He said again: "What is the source?"
Lang Yue said, "I don't know."
It's not a well-known assassin organization in the Jianghu. Its martial arts are not high, and its weapons are not well-known.
Thinking of this, Langyue smiled disdainfully, she dared to assassinate their city lord with such little effort, she really didn't know the heights of heaven and earth.
Has Ye Gucheng ever been assassinated?Of course I have experienced it. There is never a shortage of people with the heart of a tiger and wolf in this world. When he was not yet a master of swordsmanship, he did experience several dangerous assassinations, but every time he managed to turn the danger into good luck, and with the help of the people around him... The guards are all very skilled, it is really difficult to hurt the Lord Baiyun.
To send people with low strength to come, I look down on them a little bit.
Ye Gucheng didn't express his opinion, just said: "Be vigilant."
Everyone knew in their hearts that this was just the first wave.
If their intelligence does leak, the next step is to deal with a steady stream of assassins.
Come one to kill one, come two to kill one pair, what is there to say.
He suddenly thought of the woman who inexplicably appeared on the road in the morning. The combination of the two things naturally explained one thing.
The whereabouts of City Lord Ye have long been exposed.
Ye Gucheng said: "Send the letter to the Jiangnan Hua family."
He said coldly: "Tell them, the whereabouts have been exposed."
Lang Yue said: "Yes."
Under the cover of the moonlight, a fat pigeon flapped its wings and flew towards Hua's house.
Although Ye Gucheng and the others walked on a remote road, it wasn't that they couldn't see people. They even came and went with larger convoys. According to the rules of the Baiyun City Lord, he was only responsible for collecting those who died directly under his command. He didn't care about assassins. Just let the violent corpses die in the wilderness, where they die, they stay there.
Now the weather is neither cool nor warm, and when a caravan passes by again two days later, the corpses have already begun to decompose, and the smell of rotting flesh is everywhere.
The person in charge of the motorcade asked about the smell and said, "Stop." He has traveled all over the world for many years, and he has never seen any battles. From the moment he smelled it, he knew something was wrong.
Let the men under him patrol around, and sure enough, they found the body lying on the edge of the grass in just a stick of incense. It looked like it had been dead for more than a day.
The guy who ran further came back from inspection and said, "There are a few people at the edge of the forest."
A total of 27 people, a total of 27 corpses!
The leader frowned, he had an intuition that this was not a trivial matter.
The rickety carriage, the rickety people.
The eyelashes of the young man who was thrown on the carriage trembled slightly, and his eyes finally opened a crack.
The people of Ye Gucheng are also very responsible. They let Lanfeng come to apply medicine three times a day, and worry that the wounded will starve to death and cook porridge or soup for him. .
Probably because of his young age and strong body, he was about to die from a high fever on the first day, but he survived abruptly, and nothing happened.
He turned over first, involving the wound on his back. Ordinary people would definitely grin their teeth in pain, but he still kept a serious face that was too young. He raised his head, looked at the ceiling of the carriage, and felt the softness beneath him. The mattress finally has a real sense of being alive.
The smile flickered from his eyes, but there was a haze in his eyes.
Sure enough, he deserved to die!
Young people are good at hiding their tempers, the result of years of experience, but anyone who thinks he is bound to die always indulges himself for a while after escaping death.
His mind is very good, so he analyzed his current situation in a few breaths, he must have been rescued by someone, and the person who rescued him had strong financial resources.
He found that it was not a mattress under him, but a large wolf fur blanket, which was not laid for him to lie comfortably, but was spread all over every corner of the carriage.
In fact, the owner of the carriage was quite stingy. Although he helped him heal his wounds, he was stingy at giving him an extra bedding.
He thought that since he was rescued now, he had to find a way to contact the person who came out with him. If he got separated in a dangerous situation, the people who followed him would definitely become ants on the hot pot, running around in a hurry.
Not only for him, but also for themselves. If they disappeared, those people would die with them.
The young man groped in the dark pocket, and came across the familiar small bamboo pole, his brows relaxed, it was good, the person who helped him heal the wound didn't go through his pocket.
He wasn't worried about Ye Gucheng and others having bad intentions, because the young people knew that if they really had bad intentions, he would have died long ago.
Open the bamboo tube, and a tiny insect flies out.
It is simply a miracle that such a fragile little life can survive for so many days in a closed tube.
"Thousand Day Drunk", the name of the worm, means that he can be drunk for a thousand days, and he seems to be dead when he is locked in a closed space, but when he comes into contact with sunlight and air, he immediately comes back to life.
The worm in the hands of the young man has undergone special training. Not only can he hibernate for a thousand days, but he can also find a female worm that matches him, even if the two are separated by hundreds of thousands of miles.
The bug wobbled its way out of the compartment door, and then left through the window. It had a definite destination.
Neither Lanfeng, Langyue, nor the driver found any traces of bugs. The sky is already at the time when bugs are infested, and who else would make a big fuss because of bugs flying by?
The young man stood up, and as long as he moved, the wound on his back was painful, but compared to when he was injured, it was already too good.
He was not in a hurry to go out, but looked at the surrounding furnishings, the frame of Baiyun City Lord, even if it was an empty compartment, the facilities were top-notch, but the man was not surprised at all, as if he had seen all the treasures in the world.
He is young and handsome, his face is extremely pale because of the pain, but his eyes are always scrutinizing, and there is a majesty in his brows.
It must be everyone's children.
The outside of his living room was a place for servants to rest. At this moment, the driver was resting. When he saw the young man coming out, he left the room with a sullen face without saying a word.
No desire to talk.
young people:? ? ?
What is this routine?
The young man was very calm. Although he seemed to be left in place by a servant, he didn't express much. He just suppressed his temper and looked around calmly, only to find that the house where the servant lived was even bigger than that. The room he had just now was even better.
He thought the man was going to call the steward, and seeing his dark skin tanned by the wind and sun, he knew that he was just a servant of a low status.
To the man's surprise, what he was waiting for was not a fat middle-aged manager, but a beautiful girl.
For a moment, the man's face became a little strange. He had read the books of sages since he was a child, and what he had heard was full of "Zhihu Zheye" and "Only a woman is a villain and difficult to raise".
The Ming Dynasty values Confucianism and despises women, and only the lower-class women walk on the street, prostitutes, even if the boudoir ladies go out, they must be covered by a small sedan chair, and they appear directly in front of a man like this. It is not allowed in education.
Rivers and lakes.
The young man can be regarded as a person with a deep mind, and all kinds of thoughts in his heart don't show on his face. He bowed respectfully to Lang Yue and said, "Miss."
From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the soft sword at her waist, and he could tell that it was the maid's clothes, with high-quality fabrics, but there was still a big difference between the clothes of the master and the maid. He guessed that the girl might be a person in charge. .
A sense of absurdity rose from the bottom of my heart, whose housekeeper was actually a girl who hadn't left the court.
Langyue glanced at the man up and down, even though she saw that he was full of style, she was not surprised, and she didn't even blink her eyelids.
Lang Yue said: "If you recover from your injuries, just leave."
This can be said to be very rude!
The young man's face drifted again, and he wondered where he was, why he didn't play cards according to common sense.
Fortunately, he has a firm heart and is not moved by Langyue's words, nor is he thin-skinned and directly asks to get off the carriage. Just kidding, his injuries are not healed. Isn't it waiting for death to leave at this time?
At least until the servants come looking for him.
So he said: "I'm seriously injured now, and I think I'll have to disturb you for a while." He might want to lower his posture, but because of the unusual look in his brows and eyes, and how awkward he was in speaking, Lang Yue looked at him quietly with an expression on his face. It's not obvious, but there is already some suspicion in my heart.
Lang Yue said: "Do you want to stay?"
The young man said: "Yes."
Lang Yue said: "I can't be the master of this, I need to ask the master for instructions."
She is a smart and cautious woman, and the title of city lord is too recognizable, and she can't say it in front of young people who don't know her background.
The young man nodded to express his understanding, and he said: "My surname is Si Dan, and my last name is Xiao. If possible, I hope I can personally thank the master."
Langyue still said coldly: "I need to ask the master." After finishing speaking, she tapped the ground again and floated away.
Even if the people in Baiyun City are not good at anything else, their lightness kung fu must be good.
Si Xiao was taught by his martial arts master since he was a child, even if he is not good at anything else, he must have good eyesight. Lang Yue's kung fu on his feet can be judged by just looking at him.
With his great insight and great composure, few people in the world can rival him, and he is not shocked by emotions, which has already been integrated into the bone marrow.
The driver reappeared, staring at him quietly with a pair of eagle-like eyes. He was talking about him, squatting in the corner without saying a word, but his eyes made people feel chills.
It was as if if Si Xiao made any changes, he would take action immediately.
Stared at by fiery eyes, Si Xiao was like a blind man who couldn't see, his light clothes would be pierced by his eyes, but he didn't express anything, just walked into the cubicle where one person could lie on his back, and sat down cross-legged.
He sat upright, his eyes were slightly closed, and his whole body was imposing, no less than Baiyun City Lord.
That is the aura that can only be obtained after being in a high position for a long time. No matter how friendly he is, he cannot escape the eyes of martial arts practitioners.
After hearing what Lang Yue said, Ye Gucheng said calmly: "He means, he wants to stay and recuperate?"
Lang Yue replied: "Yes."
Ye Gucheng pondered, and said, "What kind of person do you think he is?"
Langyue said: "People who have been in high positions for a long time may be the sons of officials."
Ye Gucheng said: "How can I see that?"
Lang Yue said: "When he saw me, there was a flash of surprise in his eyes."
People in Jianghu don't care much about men and women, and there are countless well-known heroines. Women with both appearance and IQ can beat the heroes of Jianghu. The sour Confucian born is much better.
Si Xiao would never have imagined that just by meeting him face to face, his old background would be wiped out by a woman who usually looks down on him.
Ye Gucheng said: "Look at his martial arts."
Lang Yue said: "I don't know."
Ye Gucheng wondered: "I don't know?"
He was aware of the eyesight of the maids around him, but he never imagined that they would also have a day when they couldn't see through people.
Lang Yue said: "That person's style and insight are definitely different from ordinary people."
Ye Gucheng said: "Oh?"
Langyue has met many people, even though she is not well-known in the arena, but the famous arena battles are never lost, in order to cultivate her excellent eyesight, Ye Gucheng is worthless in the world of cultivating a maidservant. Call it painstaking.
Lang Yue said: "In my opinion, this man's aura is probably much higher than those famous heroes, and he can be among the top ten masters in Jianghu."
Ye Gucheng said clearly: "But he has never appeared in Jianghu before."
Langyue didn't speak again, the city lord had already told all her thoughts.
Ye Gucheng fell into deep thought, Lang Yue's insight was rarely surpassed by anyone, and there were almost no people in the world she had never seen before.
A young man with a vision far beyond that of ordinary people, but who has never appeared in the arena, sounds a bit interesting.
He said, "Bring him to me."
Since none of the trump card maidservants under him can judge the origin, it is natural for him to see for himself.
The young man who called himself Si Xiao was still sitting cross-legged, as if he was meditating.
Few people have used this method to improve martial arts, because it is too time-consuming, and every second is a polishing of the soul.
Keep a quiet room and meditate, only the top swordsmen will constantly polish their way.
Lang Yue floated in front of the young man like a ghost, she said: "Follow me."
The tone of command was often heard by the young man in the first half of his life, but now, few people speak to him like this, as can be seen from the majesty between his brows.
Hearing Lang Yue suddenly, he was not annoyed, instead he stood up obediently and said, "Okay."
He also wanted to see what the owner of the place looked like.
He guessed that he must be a very talented person full of shocking ideas.
The carriage was huge, and everything was exquisitely repaired. Si Xiao walked around under the leadership of Lang Yue, but found that what he saw before was nothing at all.
The master's room is more exquisite and luxurious, and the door is not opened, and one can imagine the craftsmanship in it.
He heard the woman beside him say: "City Lord."
City Lord?
He chewed this title repeatedly in his heart. Although he was in an official family, he was not unaware of the affairs of the world. He had heard a story or two when he came to the capital, and if he talked about the word city lord, he could only think of that. one.
Ye Gucheng said: "Come in."
The voice was cold, like water flowing under ice.
Si Xiao paused, thinking, the voice is good.
Lang Yue respectfully said: "Yes."
After finishing speaking, he pushed the door open and finally entered the bedroom of City Lord Ye.
A very quiet room, still very tidy, the sword is on the shelf, there is only white water in the cup, and the only decoration is a small bouquet of flowers on the table.
The Lord of Baiyun City has no special love for flowers and plants, but he does not reject the maidservant to put a handful of vibrant flowers in the house. He is actually a person who loves life very much. As long as he is a person who loves life, he will not reject flowers and green leaves. .
Si Xiao looked straight at Ye Gucheng, and his mind was rarely blank.
The Lord of Baiyun City is also very nice.
He himself is also a handsome young man, young but imposing, very pleasing to women and awe to them, but Ye Gucheng is indeed a completely different type.
The only one he has ever seen in his life.
Si Xiao suddenly said: "The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and there is an isolated city, Wanren Mountain. Can the name of the Lord Ye come from this poem?" Ye Gucheng's name was already mentioned.
Ye Gucheng said in a deep voice, "Not bad."
"It's still my favorite line," he said.
Some people in the capital had missed the shocking battle between Lord Ye and Jiang Ruhua. After hearing about the sword posture of Lord Baiyun, they couldn't help but feel itchy. What kind of person is he?"
His friend took a sip of wine and said, "City Lord Baiyun is someone you will never mistake."
The inquirer, Monk Zhang Er, was puzzled and didn't know what nonsense his friend was talking about.
The friend put down the wine glass and said, "As long as he stands there quietly, he will never admit his mistake."
Because there is no second Ye Gucheng in this world.
There are gangsters, who are full of ears, and will be like stars.
There was no good jade in his ears, and no gemstones on his crown, but when he saw the Lord of Baiyun, what lingered in Si Xiao's mind was only an unknown poem from Qi Ao.
All words seemed pale and powerless, and the only thing that came to mind was his pair of eyes that were as bright as cold stars.
Seeing the majestic face of the young man who called himself Si Xiao, Ye Gucheng didn't know how much he was shocked. He thought about it and said: "Si, ministers are those who work outside; Xiao, Yu Ni also."
"What's the name?"
The young man said: "It's nothing more than clouds and rain, and it can't compare with the appearance of Baiyun City Lord Flying Immortal."
When he spoke, his expression was very serious and serious, and the aura of majesty almost burst out from his body, which made Ye Gucheng look up to him even more.
Ye Gucheng: This must not be an ordinary person, you have to take it seriously!
Si Xiao: He's looking at me, he's been looking at me all the time! ! !
He's just watching!