[Comprehensive] Our city lord is glamorous and noble

Chapter 2

The people of Baiyun City all know that their current city lord is not only a majestic and handsome young man, but also a sword idiot.

When the master of Baiyun City practiced his sword, he could not be disturbed by anyone. The only people who could accompany him were white jade-like clouds, the sea with waves, and the bright sunshine.

The rumors about how superb his sword skills are are known to the people from the mouth of the boy holding the sword behind him, or from the words of the merchants who came here on a cargo ship carefully avoiding the whirlpool.

He seldom leaves Feixian Island, but the few times he has caused quite a stir in the Jianghu. Xiao Xiao, the leader of the Cao Gang who monopolizes the fourteen southern ports.

Red Iron Palm has a pair of red and thick fleshy palms, the palm surface is very large, like a cattail fan.It is said that no sword made of hard and fine iron can escape the force of his palm. With a slap, the bright white or black blade will be broken into several pieces.

This is only on the weapon. If it falls on a person, no matter how hard the bone is, it will be shattered into a plate of powder. Can a person without bones still be called a person?It was meat paste, spread out on the ground so soft that anyone could walk over and step on him.

It is really thanks to his palm skills, even if he does a lot of evil, not many righteous people are willing to find him, even if a person dies, he must die with dignity, become a puddle of flesh, live on, or die It's not the way a man should die.

A hero is always unwilling to see himself die in humiliation.

"You don't know how superb the swordsmanship of the lord of Baiyun City is." He slapped the shock board placed on the right hand side hard, and saw that the people sitting next to him were taken aback, and the storyteller squinted his eyes in satisfaction. The free hand leisurely smoothed his half-length beard.

He said: "I saw the sword move as fast as lightning, striking from a high position, and slashing towards the skull of Chitie Palm from top to bottom. They are all soaked by the cold, and there must be an extra layer of frost on the body."

"The white rainbow pierces the sun, and the shock strikes the lightning. I am afraid that even the immortals in the sky are not as sharp as Baiyun City Lord's move."

The spectator said: "Isn't it an immortal in the sky?" Then he threw out a copper coin and landed on the storyteller's table precisely.

This action seemed to be a signal, and the other listeners also woke up suddenly, throwing the copper coins in their hands on the wooden table in front of the storyteller's case as if they didn't want money, and the jingling of the bells made the little old man so happy that he couldn't open his eyes.

He is a storyteller who came to Baiyun City along with the boat bound for Feixian Island. He really couldn’t get along in the capital. A relative who has been traveling all the year round introduced him to Feixian Island and said something about their city lord. If you earn a living, you will surely earn a lot of money.

He didn't believe it at first, the water in the rivers and lakes is very deep, and the speed of information update is astonishingly fast. Although Ye Gucheng killed two famous villains, they were only two. Remember, if there were no eyewitnesses at the time who lamented that he had the posture of a flying fairy, he would be among the top ranks of martial arts in time, and no one would know that this person existed.

He doesn't know whether the Lord Baiyun's swordsmanship is good or not, but it's true that he is low-key. These days, few people don't spread a word for several years, even Ximen Chuuxue goes out four times a year.

The storyteller said: "It's not going to work." He showed an expression of sympathy and concern, and said, "A master, I always don't like others to arrange their own in the storybook." Even if it is praised as floating on the clouds It doesn't matter if there is something in the sky and nothing is under the earth.

Who would have thought that the sailor who was used to running around the South China Sea would calmly say to him, "Don't worry, City Lord Baiyun is different from those masters."

He said: "That person doesn't necessarily like others to arrange themselves, but he doesn't necessarily hate others to arrange themselves."

Don't necessarily like it?But not necessarily hateful either?The storyteller's face was wrinkled, as if he had eaten dozens of bitter gourds.

What means?

The man said: "As long as the people of Baiyun City like to hear it, then the Lord of Baiyun City has no objections." He showed a strange expression, as if he didn't know how to describe the person in his mouth.

"Compared to a fairy flying in the sky, he is more like walking on the ground."

A fairy walking on the ground, is that still a fairy?If someone dragged a commoner on the street of Feixian Island, he would definitely tell you, yes.

Their Baiyun City Lord is a living immortal.

It was the first time for the storyteller to know that a martial arts master could be so popular. Almost from the moment he set foot on Feixian Island, he felt Ye Gucheng's super popularity.

People chatting and laughing in restaurants like to say, "What about our city lord?" People fishing on the seaside say, "What kind of business is our city lord opening?" I ran into the city lord by chance and threw flowers in front of him.

Which girl does not have a spring, but if all the old men and women in their seventies and eighties are like this, it will be very scary.

Not only scary, but also unbelievable.

The fisherman said: "The Lord of Baiyun, first of all, the Lord of Baiyun City, he is actually a master of martial arts."

His skin was black and bright copper due to years of exposure to wind and sun. His skin was rough, and the muscles exposed outside the bunt were bulging. He looked not like an ordinary fisherman, but like a man in charge of a port. Boss of the ship.

"The Lord of Baiyun City, he is the sky of Baiyun City."

The people love the city lord too much, but Ye Gucheng himself is quite an otaku, and he can't leave the island a few times in ten years, even Baiyun City, where he has lived in seclusion for a long time. He likes to practice swords on the deserted beach, or It is to take advantage of the darkness of night to perform light kung fu on the roof of the building, feel the ultimate speed, and enjoy the tranquility of the night.

Occasionally, some people are lucky, even if they catch a touch of snow-white clothes with their sharp eyes, they will only cover their mouths with their hands and keep silent, because he knows that the cold and noble city lord is enjoying loneliness.

That's right!All the people of Baiyun City have already acquiesced that their city lord is such a lonely master who enjoys loneliness.

At a moment's notice, Ye Gucheng, who was well-dressed, looked at his attire in front of a bronze mirror of equal height.

Hair, well, not even a single strand of hair fell out.

The ebony head crown inlaid with blue Hepu South Pearl, um, is very upright, right in the center of the top of the head.

Eyebrows, well, straight and straight, thick and slender.

The eyes, well, the pupils are bright.

Looking at his spotless white clothes without a single wrinkle, he nodded in satisfaction.

Very good, today's Baiyun City Lord is still so perfect!

Finally, I picked up the sword Feihong that was on the shelf. The sword made of overseas refined iron was shiny and free from dust. In addition, Ye Gucheng wiped it tirelessly with silk every day. The blade was so shiny that it was better than the reflective effect of a mirror.

Everyone around Ye Gucheng knows that their city lord loves to wipe the sword very much. He wipes it when he is in a bad mood, wipes it when he is in a good mood, and even wipes the sword when he is thinking about problems.

They understand, after all sword idiots, which sword idiot would not treasure his half body?

He walked out of the room, carrying a cold iron sword with a net weight of six catties and four taels. The maid was already waiting outside the door, and the boy holding the sword was even standing there.

Occasionally, someone dared to look up at Ye Gucheng quickly, their eyes seemed to meet some terrible glare, and then immediately lowered their heads, but the corners of their eyes had already remembered his figure in the light and shadow in their hearts.

The people of Baiyun City looked at their city lord, and ten out of ten had their own soft light filters, not only because of his superb martial arts skills, but also because he was proficient in internal affairs and managed Baiyun City in an orderly manner.

Although it is an isolated overseas island, their output value is not necessarily much worse than that of Huajia, which has the most real estate in Jiangnan.

Lan Feng stepped forward and said, "City Lord."

She is a little older than Ye Gucheng, and I don't know if she is a martial arts practitioner, especially most of the women are young, she looks like a girl in the cardamom age, her skin is as creamy, and the exposed skin is silkier than brocade slip.

Ye Gucheng didn't speak, but looked at him with his eyes, a master must be able to speak with his eyes.

Lan Feng said again: "Nanwang's mansion sent a greeting card."

Nanwang Mansion?Ye Gucheng's face remained calm, but his fingertips were slightly stretched, and he handed the sword in his hand to the boy holding the sword, saying: "Wait first."

Wait until he finishes practicing the sword.

Lan Feng said: "Yes."

I don't think there is anything wrong with the envoy of the Southern King. Logically speaking, after all, they are relatives of the emperor. It is not easy to be willing to condescend to send a small city lord. It is a pity that the residents of the South China Sea do not have this awareness. Before doing business with the Central Plains, the isolated island floating on the sea was a fairyland like a paradise. Although it is not in the situation of "I don't know the Han, regardless of the Wei and Jin Dynasties", it is not clear who is sitting on the throne today. up.

He only knew the lord of Baiyun City, but not the old emperor, so the situation was quite serious.

However, no matter how serious the situation is, what does it matter to him?

Holding an iron sword and facing the waves, his chopping movements are not fast, at least not as fast as thunder, stepping on the jade-like clouds and floating like a fairy.

His movements are slow and heavy, but they have no flaws. He only stabs at the tall waves that can swallow people up. He is impartial and unchanged, but the sword light is brilliant and bright.

Brilliant fireworks exploded in my mind, faster than Thor's thunderbolt. When Changhong touched the waves, the liquid water was forcibly split out of the gap.

It is a tunnel that can only be passed by one person, and the salty sea water can't even wet the corner of his clothes.

Nan Wang?rebel?Civet cat for prince?

A cold light flashed across his eyes, like the edge of a sword, sharp and black.

If you want to pull him into the water, you have to see if he agrees.

After all, Ye Gucheng is a very lonely and proud person.