Ye Gucheng is certainly not the kind of person who sings a song when he has nothing to do. In fact, before meeting Shi Potian, he had never listened to a song at all. You know, even Ximen Chuixue would occasionally listen to flute music after practicing sword practice to cultivate his sentiments, but Ye Gucheng never did. He was a person without any hobbies.
Of course Wuhua didn’t lie.
Shi Potian is the only one who is serious about business in the girl's thoughts group. In order to find out what "Shouting Mai" means, he often turns on the player and plays the loudspeaker all day long. "Drunken Butterfly" was something he heard and thought was good, so he kept learning it and played it for several days.
Although the villa is large, the soundproofing is really bad, Ye Gucheng’s hearing is really good, and the “drunken butterfly” is so brainwashed that the poor Lord Baiyun’s dreams were all in his head during those days. Play this song.
He was also bored for a while. It happened that the live broadcasts he often watched on several occasions that day entered the private screen. For example, when taking a bath and going to the toilet, the game would automatically switch to private scenes such as the harmony of life. At this time, he could only Just leaning on the teddy bear and staring at the cherry blossoms outside the window in a daze. Songs were still playing downstairs, and he didn't know what he was thinking, so he hummed along for no reason.
Just hummed a few words!
Ye Gucheng's face turned a little darker.
Soon, he no longer cared about such ordinary and embarrassing things as humming and being listened to.
A fierce murderous aura rushed straight towards him, and the bricks and stones under his feet also cracked. The terrifying pressure made even bystanders feel difficulty breathing.
It is the thirteenth limit of the Yuan Dynasty.
Ye Gucheng always felt that this man was somewhat crazy. He was okay if he didn't fight. At most, he was used to looking at people through his nostrils. When he was bored, he liked to play with dolls. He looked like an ordinary handsome old man, but when he got into a fight, he looked like a devil. Possession is not complete until the sky becomes dark and the earth collapses!
Ye Gucheng didn’t want to fight Yuan Shisanxian at all, especially after being hammered from the third floor to the first floor by his Qiuji Fist, but Yuan Shisanxian came to him, and he still looked so familiar. , extremely dangerous boxing techniques.
His whole body was enveloped by the fist wind, and he could only retreat.
Following the wind of his palm, he rose up and retreated five or six feet away in the blink of an eye. There was a dragon roar, and thunder seemed to slide across the dim sky. A cold light shot up into the sky, followed closely. It's an elegant and agile fast sword attack!
During the movement, the injury was inevitably involved, and a look of pain flashed across Ye Gucheng's face.
Logically speaking, Yuan Shisanhan should accompany him in pain, but he looked as if nothing had happened. The majestic sea of internal energy rushed out, forcing Ye Gucheng to almost vomit blood.
"They said it was you who betrayed me! It was you who wanted to get me into the sewer!" Yuan Shisanqian's eyes turned red, and the wind of fists had blocked Ye Gucheng's retreat, as if he was about to punch again Hammer him into the ground.
Ye Gucheng was so tired that he was too lazy to explain such things to a half-crazy person.
Enduring the internal injuries, he faced the wind of the fist, and with a move from the sky, he opened several holes in Yuan Shisanhan's body.
The injury is in his body, and the pain is in my own body.
The sword wound made Ye Gucheng's already burdened body even worse. After another two minutes of slow movement, he was sent flying by a stormy fist, and his back hit an earth wall heavily.
The earth wall collapsed, and the loess covered Ye Gucheng. He half-knelt on the ground with his sword in hand, put one hand on his chest, and spat out a large mouthful of blood.
A few strands of hair tied with a sandalwood bead crown fell down, blocking his cold star-like eyes.
Yuan Thirteenth Limit did not intend to stop. Although he spurted a mouthful of blood, he stepped forward step by step, looking as if he wanted to kill Ye Gucheng directly and die together.
Wu Hua and Shi Guanyin had already stood with the onlookers watching the excitement. They barely picked up a plate of melon seeds and cracked them. Yuan Shisan's martial arts was really the best they had ever seen in their lives, and it was them. If your own people fight, it will be in vain if you don't see it.
Lin Xian'er was scared and excited at the same time, her eyes were shining brightly. It wasn't that she had any grudge against Ye Gucheng, but Ye Gucheng's temperament was too similar to Ximen Chuixue. She had always been beaten in Ximen Chuixue's place. You can see her feeling happy from the strands of her hair to the tips of her toes.
Ye Gucheng seemed to be dead.
When the gust of palm wind rushed towards Ye Gucheng, his hand holding the sword tightened and he closed his eyes.
At the critical moment, a person stood in front of him and took the palm.
It’s Ximen Chuixue.
Ximen Chuixue did not draw his sword, but drew his palm.
He didn't know how to palm at all, and he was not a master of the inner family. He just used the palm directly and faced the Thirteenth Limit of the Yuan Dynasty.
Ye Gucheng's eyes suddenly opened, and his pupils were trembling in surprise.
I’m not surprised that Ximen Chuixue would come to save him, but I’m surprised that Ximen Chuixue could take Yuan Shisan’s punch!
Even Shi Potian's terrifying internal power can only find ways to divide it. Ximen Chuixue is a swordsman, how can he dare to take the punch of such a madman?
Ximen Chuixue actually accepted it. Not only did he accept it, but he was still in a stalemate.
Of course it’s not easy.
The veins on his forehead have burst out, his arms are so stiff that they are trembling, and the bricks and stones under his feet are exploding outward like ripples, breaking apart, and even his body is sinking a little underground. .
This can be seen by others. In a place where no one can see, his personal values are also changing rapidly.
The internal strength strengthened by the game was not enough at all. Ximen Chuixue temporarily drew points for agility, physical fitness, poison resistance, and charm to fill in the internal strength and endurance respectively. If it was not enough, he would draw again and dig something. The wall made up the west wall, and then it could barely compete with the Yuan Shisan Limit.
After struggling for a long time, Yuan Shisanxian gradually calmed down, and the mountainous internal energy was easily withdrawn by him. It was not so easy for Ximen Chuixue to stop. He really didn't have the experience to mobilize so much internal energy to fight, so he still slowly increased or decreased the points on his personal panel. Even so, he still felt a dull pain in his heart.
Ximen Chuixue couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Ye Gucheng, with sympathy in his eyes. Originally, he thought that being in trouble with teammates like Shi Guanyin and Lin Xian'er was already a major setback in his life, but he didn't expect that Ye Gucheng would be even worse than him, and he would be dealt with a madman who didn't care.
Perhaps this sympathy was too conspicuous. It was as conspicuous as an awl piercing Ye Gucheng's heart, making a pop. Defeat was already very humiliating for a person like him. The reason why he didn't kill himself immediately was just because he didn't want to die in this ridiculous game. That's all. He was actually saved by his opponent! It’s not just after saving him, he also needs to show sympathy!
Who cares about your sympathy!
Yuan Shisanqian seemed to have said something, but he didn’t listen. His ears were still buzzing. Ximen Chuixue didn’t seem to listen either. Instead, he turned around and stood in front of Ye Gucheng: "I'm not trying to save you, just..."
"Enough!" Ye Gucheng said coldly: "You have broken the rules of the duel by taking action rashly!"
Ximen Chuixue was silent, but he was not silent all the time. He said something that he thought would bring everyone down, but it sounded very wrong.
"This is not a duel."
In fact, what Ximen Chuixue wants to express is that you and Yuan Shisan are teammates, and each other will suffer losses, and Yuan Shisan Although he has pure internal skills and seems to have practiced special healing methods, this duel is too unfair, so it cannot be called a duel.
Ye Gucheng didn't understand it that way. From what he heard, Ximen Chuixue meant - "This can't be considered a duel, because you are not his opponent at all. If you are not worthy of being an opponent, how can you call it a duel? Then I will save him." What's wrong with you?"
Especially when Ximen Chuixue was standing, half-kneeling, that condescending feeling made Ye Gucheng feel angry in his heart!
He will never tolerate this kind of humiliation!
For someone like Ye Gucheng, you can kill him, but you must not humiliate him! He will wash away this shame with blood.
Even if it’s your own blood.
He stood up, wiped away the blood that overflowed from his lips, and said coldly: "Ximen Chuixue, draw your sword!"
Ximen Chuixue's hand holding the sword tightened: "You must force me to draw my sword? "
Ye Gucheng said: "If you don't draw your sword, you will die."
After saying that, the sword light flew up and fell again. Ximen Chuixue's breath was stagnant. He suddenly thought of something. Just when I wanted to speak, it was too late.
Ye Gucheng has already held his hand.
"I'm sorry, it's my fault. Let's make peace."
Ximen Chuixue: "..."
He didn't know for a moment whether he should agree or not, because no matter whether he answered If he didn't agree, Ye Gucheng's face was almost the same color as the yellow sand and bricks on the ground.
The crowd of onlookers let out meaningful "Oh~". The loudest among them was Lin Xian'er, who stared at this scene with a pair of beautiful eyes, unwilling to blink.
“Ximen Chuixue!” Ye Gucheng’s voice was as cold as a ghost in the abyss: “If you are still a swordsman, let go of my hand!”
Ximen Chuixue looked up at the sky: "Okay."
The moment he let go of his hand, he held it firmly again the next second.
"I was wrong, I shouldn't have said that, we should just be good friends..."
"Okay."
"Ximen Chuixue, I'm here I just realized today that you are so despicable and heartless...I was wrong, it was my fault, please forgive me..."
Of course, Ye Gucheng didn't know that shaking hands and making peace was a passive skill. After all, the game announcement was only announced to people in the same group. He didn't keep an eye on Diablo all the time. He only knew that Ximen Chuixue actually used the "Tackling Woman" on him. Count and Andariel's moves!
In this case, what is the purpose of summoning yourself here? Just to let yourself go into the sewer?
Is he still shameless?
Ximen Chuixue is about to die unjustly! He had never explained in his life, he didn't need an explanation, and no one deserved his explanation. But now he really wanted to explain it to Ye Gucheng, but he really didn't want to be misunderstood by his only recognized opponent.
“This is not something I can control.” Ximen Chuixue said, “It is controlled by you.”
This is of course the truth. Only if you have a strong murderous intention towards him will you shake hands with him. As long as Ye Gucheng calms down a little, this will not happen.
It’s okay not to explain. This explanation almost made Ye Gucheng’s already sallow face turn green!
What does it mean? Not under your control? Am I insane? You despicable and shameless villain, not only did you use such despicable methods on me, but you also threw dirty water on me!
That’s not true!
Ye Gucheng said loudly: "Master Ximen, do you still remember the essence of the sword?"
Ximen Chuixue's face froze and he said: "I..." Ye Gucheng interrupted him: "Yu Cheng, only with sincerity and integrity can one reach the peak of swordsmanship. People who are dishonest are not good enough to discuss swordsmanship!" [Note 1]
“Ximen Chuixue, you are dishonest!”
Ximen Chuixue was silent for a long time this time, looking at the sky, He said word by word: "Those who learn swordsmanship only need to be sincere to the sword, not to others."
This is a very unconfident statement, because he does not agree with this sentence from the bottom of his heart. He has always been honest with his sword and people. Ye Gucheng's words made his heart pound. He said this just to save some face for himself.
When he said this, he even deliberately avoided Ye Gucheng's eyes. He didn't look at Ye Gucheng until he finished speaking.
Ye Gucheng's expression was as if he had seen a living ghost!
(End of this chapter)
The author said: Original work:
Ximen Chuixue suddenly said: "Do you learn swordsmanship?"
Ye Gucheng said: "I It’s a sword.”
Ximen Chuixue said: "Do you know what the essence of the sword is?"
Ye Gucheng said: "Say!"
Ximen Chuixue said: "Yu Cheng."
< br>Ye Gucheng said: "Sincerity?"
Ximen Chuixue said: "Only with sincerity and integrity can one reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship. People who are dishonest are not worth talking about swordsmanship at all."
Ye Gucheng's pupils suddenly shrank again.
Ximen Chuixue stared at him and said: "You are not sincere."
Ye Gucheng was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked: "Do you learn swordsmanship?"
Ximen Chui Xue said: "There is no end to learning, and there is no end to learning swordsmanship."
Ye Gucheng said: "Since you learn swordsmanship, you should know that those who learn swordsmanship only need to be true to the sword, not to others. ”
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