[Comprehensive] Our city lord is glamorous and noble

Chapter 73

Jin Jiuling?

Everyone was bewildered.

What's the matter with Jin Jiuling? Isn't he missing?

It is said that he is missing, but many people have already agreed that he is dead.

Whether it was the restaurant that appeared at the end, or the waiter with a deformed head, they all showed a result.

The thinking of these Jianghu people is very simple. Since the second child was implicated and died without a whole body, Jin Jiuling should be dead.

People are dead, how can I find them?

The eyes of the Jianghu people moved.

It doesn't matter if you are dead, as long as you can find the body, it doesn't matter if you take the eyeballs off the body.

For the treasure map, they all went crazy.

Ximen Chuuxue had an ugly expression.

His face was very dark, darker than seeing Yu Luocha.

Originally, the people around him were only one foot away from him, but now they wish they could be ten feet away from him.

It was too cold, and his breath was too terrible.

Ximen Chuuxue never expected to receive such an answer in his life.

"I do not want."

Don't want anything, don't compete with him?

Suddenly there was a murderous look around him.

This murderous aura is terrifying to those Jianghu people, but it has no effect on Sword Demon.

They are all super-class swordsmen in the world, who is afraid of whom?

At this time, I am afraid that whoever is shameless can live a better life.

Letting go of a promise enough to make most of the world boil, and then annoyed Ximen Chuuxue, Sword Demon was on tiptoe at that time, trying to get away.

There is no doubt that he was not prepared to stay at all.

What are you doing here, to compete with Ximen Chuuxue?

Not yet.

What's more, if Ximen Chuuxue provokes him to compete with swords, will he compete with swords?

He is not such a man.

No one knows what Sword Demon is doing, who he kills, and what he does. They are not understood by others, but they have their own reasons.

Why abide by the unwritten rules of the rivers and lakes, and why challenge stronger swordsmen than yourself.

These rules are of no use to Sword Demon.

He only kills the people he wants to kill, and only keeps the appointments he wants to go to.

No one can stop him.

But if Ximen Chuuxue can let him come and go freely, then Ximen Chuuxue is definitely not Ximen Chuuxue.

He used the lightness kung fu almost as soon as he put oil on the soles of Sword Demon's feet. There are many unnamed top lightness kung fus in this world, and the one he uses is the same one.

He is better than Yanzi Sanchaoshui, and his level is directly catching up with Ti Yunzong.

Sword Demon's kung fu was no better than Ximen Chuuxue's.

But at the same time, his lightness kung fu is not weaker than Ximen Chuuxue.

Two white figures shuttled between the woods, and the Lantern Festival lanterns were hung on both sides of the mountain road, illuminating the dark woods with the faint light of fiery red.

Ximen Chuuxue and Sword Demon were chasing each other in the forest, their lightness kung fu was equally superb, so they couldn't get close or get away.

One in front and one in the back, it turned out to be like two children chasing each other.

Unfortunately, they are not children, but two swordsmen.

The chase between swordsmen is accompanied by blood and death.

Sword Demon can run with ease, he is very confident that he will be able to shake off Ximen Chuuxue.

As for the source of self-confidence, don't others know that he doesn't know?

The ghost mask covered his face, and no one except himself knew what his expression was like now.

But the only one who is confident is the sword ghost?

Ximen Chuuxue sneered.

The third snow-white shadow joined the battle.

It is Ye Gucheng.

He didn't go up the mountain with Ximen Chuixue, but waited here.

Originally, it was Ximen Chuuxue who promised Zhang Wanrou to fight, and he didn't make sense when he came up, not to mention, Ye Gucheng is not a rigid-minded swordsman, if it was Su Shaoying or anyone else, Ximen Chuuxue wanted to compete with him, it would be considered a rush Anyone with a passion would agree.

But he judged from Zhang Wanrou's description that this sword ghost is definitely not an ordinary swordsman, not only unusual, but also completely different from ordinary people.

What kind of swordsman's pride, swordsman's rules, he probably didn't abide by them, otherwise how could he have superb strength, and challenged one by one from the No. 20 swordsman?

This can only prove that this person not only lacks the glory of a swordsman, but also has a habit of killing people.

Maybe he didn't like killing people, but he just couldn't tell the difference between killing a person and breaking a cup.

To him, killing a person is like drinking a glass of water.

Ye Gucheng despised such a person.

He didn't tell Ximen Chuuxue his plan, and the other party didn't even know that he was waiting on the mountainside just in case, but there seemed to be some subtle tacit understanding between Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng.

This tacit understanding comes from the trust in friends.

No matter how lonely a swordsman is, he also needs to have one or two close friends who can protect his back and stab his sword for his friends.

When Sword Demon saw Ye Gucheng, he paused.

He didn't seem to expect that there was still a person ambushing here.

He also didn't expect that it was Ye Gucheng who was ambushing him.

The Lord of Baiyun really didn't have the face of plotting against someone.

But he just appeared, not only appeared, but even swung his sword with a sneer.

The target of the sword is the mask of Sword Demon.

He wants to see what kind of face this person who hides his head and shows his tail has.

Sword Demon's sword also came out of the scabbard, he made a decisive decision, propped himself up on the ground with the sword as a fulcrum, jumped across the air, and narrowly avoided Ye Gucheng's blow.

His mask was almost toppled.

However, Ye Gucheng sneered, he thought, only this sword?

The next move will be made at that time.

"Whoosh-"

The arrow feather pierced the sky and made a sharp sound.

Whether it's Ximen Chuuxue or Ye Gucheng's actions, it's a meal.

Arrow, where did it come from?

Ye Gucheng's eyes froze. Could it be that he was an officer and soldier when he opened his bow and arrow?

But Jin Jiuling is not here, who is dispatching these officers and soldiers?

Who gave them the courage to draw their bows at will?

Everyone knows that there is no conflict between the imperial court and the rivers and lakes. If it wasn't for the Sword Demon declaring that he wanted to challenge Tianzijian, there would never be officers and soldiers staring at him.

But even if officers and soldiers intervene, they will not rashly attack other Jianghu people, because many of them are very rich, have a lot of background, and are also very appealing in the Jianghu.

If he really died under the random arrows, it would not become a joke in the world, but would break the balance between the world and the court.

The balance of the martial arts world is inherently distorted, especially since this is Gu Long's world.

Therefore, if no one incited them, those officers and soldiers would never dare to shoot arrows at will, especially if there were him and Ximen Chuuxue below.

Thinking about it this way, the other party's purpose is very suspicious.

Ye Gucheng thought to himself: Could it be that you want to drag him and Ximen Chuuxue into the water?

He guessed right, the first arrow feather passed by, followed by the second and third.

The arrows were like rain, densely packed, and it didn't matter who the people below were.

It seemed like he wanted to put them all to death.

But is it possible?

If the martial art is not deep enough, it can indeed be disturbed by arrows of this level. After all, every arrow is very sharp and can penetrate armor.

But this has no effect on martial arts masters.

Their eyesight and spirit are enough to avoid arrows that are not densely packed.

However, it is bound to be a distraction.

Ye Gucheng immediately realized that this would not work.

He looked back, and sure enough, the sword ghost showed signs of wanting to escape.

Just when he and Ximen Chuuxue were disturbed.

He seemed to have the ability to predict the future, as if he knew that there would be an arrow feather here.

I'm afraid, this is the confidence of Sword Demon.

Ye Gucheng said: "Master Ximen, you go first."

He could stand in front of Ximen Chuuxue and block a wave of arrows for him.

Although the arrows are fast, they are not as fast as his sword. As long as Ye Gucheng wants to, he can cut off the wooden poles of the arrows before they fall.

Ximen Chuuxue said decisively: "Okay."

He walked away with light work, his sharp eyes fixed on the white figure that was fading away, the light in his eyes was very cold, as if it could freeze people.

His eyes were sharp, like the cold light of a sword, which could send the tip of the sword into the soft chest in the next second.

He had murderous intent towards Sword Demon.

To insult the sword and the swordsman with such despicable means, such a person, no matter how good his swordsmanship is, is not worthy of holding a sword.

When Ximen Chuixue pursues a person with no other focus, it is very difficult for that person to escape.

Especially Ximen Chuuxue's chest was still burning with angry flames, which made the speed under his feet faster and lighter.

His speed became faster, so he could naturally catch up with Sword Demon.

Seeing that Ximen Chuuxue was about to come in front of him, Sword Demon said, "You really deserve to be Ximen Chuuxue."

He was admiring in his mouth, but his tone was very cold.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at him coldly.

The sword in his hand gleamed coldly, as if it could be sent into the sword ghost's chest in the next second.

The sword ghost said again: "Ye Gucheng is willing to cut off the heir for you?"

This is not a provocative method, but some kind of exclamation.

Ximen Fuixue's eyes were shining with light.

This person knows City Lord Ye.

Who is he?

The sword ghost said: "Forget it."

He seems to have finally given up on running, opting instead to draw his sword from its scabbard.

It was also a very good sword, but it shone with a little bit of cold light in such a dark night.

But in Ximen Chuuxue's view, the owner of the sword is not worthy of having such a sharp weapon.

There is a sword in his hand, and the meaning of the sword spreads in the dark woods.

A cold moon hung high in the sky.

Desolate forest, Youyue, swordsman.

The sword in his hand was raised silently.

"!"

The point of the sword entered the flesh, but not the chest.

Ximen Chuuxue's brows suddenly frowned, not because the sword missed, but because he thought that this sword should not be pierced into the shoulder of the person facing him.

Why didn't it fail?

Could it be that he deliberately wanted to let the sword penetrate his shoulder?

Ximen Chuuxue was a little hesitant, even he didn't know what Sword Demon wanted to do, because Ximen Chuuxue didn't know that there would be people in this world who wanted to be hurt.

He wanted to be hurt even if he could be intact.

The familiar heat surged through the limbs, and the face under the bronze mask began to twist and change.

In a short period of time, his snow-white face was actually filled with red.

It was blood, the blood boiling under his skin.

"what-"

Not a cry of pain, but a groan full of pleasure.

Sword Demon, no, even the Ninth Young Master did not expect that at this juncture, he would actually fall ill.

There was not the slightest symptom before he fell ill.

He was rolling on the ground, but the bronze mask was firmly covering his face, so that Ximen Chuuxue could not see his expression, but from his voice, he could guess what this person's expression was.

It must be painless and full of joy.

He knelt at Ximen Chuuxue's feet, and kept scratching at the hem of his snow-white clothes, which was stronger than a woman's nails, and could almost tear Ximen Chuuxue's clothes.

"Hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me..."

He desperately longed for pain, longing to be whipped by Ximen Chuuxue.

Ximen Chuuxue's pupils constricted for a while, and the expression on his face couldn't tell whether it was bewilderment or shock.

His face was whiter than paper.

Ye Gucheng sighed in his heart: That sword ghost really has some tricks.

Clusters of flames burst out of the darkness.

It's a torch.

It is a torch held in the hand.

The dense arrow rain finally came to an end, Ye Gucheng had no intention of getting entangled with those officers and soldiers, so he lightly climbed up the tree.

As long as he doesn't want to, no one can find him.

There are not many people in this world who are more profound in martial arts than Ye Gucheng, but very few.

Martial arts are worse than him, how can they find him?

Ye Gucheng felt that there was something wrong with this group of officials. After all, if no one instructed them, how could they shoot arrows at random in such a place?What if I hurt someone?

Not to mention that the timing was so coincidental, it happened to be convenient for the sword ghost to escape.

Wanting this, the coldness in his eyes became more intense.

If there is no problem with this group of people, I am simply sorry for his arrogance.

It seemed that there was no sound from below, and the officials above had the courage to move closer and closer with torches. Ye Gucheng's hearing was also very good, and he could hear the conversations of the group of people.

"Is it really okay to shoot arrows rashly?"

"Let it all go, what an afterthought."

"But……"

"There is nothing but, if there are really some quack people down here, they won't be fine just because we shoot arrows."

"No, but they can seek revenge from us."

"This……"

"We don't have much skill. If we are found, we will definitely die without a whole body."

"But there is no sound below, maybe the group of people has left?"

"We're up there, so far away that no one can see our faces."

"What's more, no one wants to avenge Jin Putou?"

"Jin Putou is just missing, not dead yet."

"You think it's possible he's alive?"

"Although Jin Putou's temper is not good, but who is present here has not received his favor?"

"His disappearance is mostly caused by the following people. If you don't avenge him, you don't look like a man."

Ye Gucheng listened attentively, and it was the same person who kept croaking and croaking non-stop. Presumably he used these far-fetched reasons to shoot arrows together with the others in Shandong.

Can such a far-fetched truth really touch people's hearts?

Ye Gucheng, who had experienced the Wudang Mountain Heroes Meeting, had to admit that it was really possible.

As long as it involves grievances, hatred, and morality, people are particularly easy to be moved.

People can be called bedbugs and shit, but they can't be called disrespectful or not a man.

God knows how these customs were created, but they are the most effective in the aggressive method.

Ye Gucheng thought to himself, if the leader of the instigator is caught, maybe he can pry some information out of his mouth?

After all, he has a very useful torture team under his command. Although there are fewer people, they work very efficiently.

As long as people fall into their hands, there is nothing that cannot be questioned.

Ye Gucheng made up his mind, restrained his breath even more, and waited for the person to come closer, and tied him up when he was not prepared.

There is nothing wrong with Ye Gucheng's talent. The one who gave the order to release the arrow is probably the backbone of this group of people, and his eloquence is also very good. Otherwise, it would be impossible to convince others to shoot the arrow. People are still being chased and killed by people in the rivers and lakes, it's no joke.

The man held a torch and took the lead, and thanks to something in his hand, Ye Gucheng was able to see his face clearly in the flickering night.

It is a face that is not very young, but very shrewd.

He looks about thirty, and his life is mediocre, but there is a restless light in his eyes.

He seems to be a very ambitious man.

Ye Gucheng was a little disappointed, because he knew that if this person had a shrewd light in his eyes, he would definitely not be a confidant of a dead man, because he could not be trusted.

Therefore, nine out of ten he is a handyman, or he may be doing things for money.

Although Ye Gucheng felt a little pity, but there was no other way. Who told him that he was not very clear about the current situation, and he seemed to have no clue when it came to everything.

In order to sort out the few poor clues, even the handyman can't let it go.

The man said: "Be careful where you step, there are arrows."

Ye Gucheng nodded secretly, calm down, that's the voice.

At least people must be right.

Perhaps in order to show his bravery, he walked in the first place without hesitation, and kept some distance from the people behind.

He seemed confident that no one else was hiding here.

Thinking about it, it is true that such a dense rain of arrows cannot be avoided by any martial arts.

It's almost impossible not to get hurt.

He knelt down and dug a handful of dirt on the ground.

The dirt was dry and devoid of blood.

With a cut, I am afraid that in this person's heart, he ran away early in the morning.

But before he could mourn his non-existent achievements, his eyes suddenly went black.

His body softened suddenly, he didn't know what year it was.

He was so dizzy that he was so crisp.

Ye Gucheng directly put the person in a sack, God knows why there is a sack on such a fairy-like figure.

Ye Gucheng: In order to prevent problems before they happen.

The torch in the man's hand fell down with the relaxation of strength, but how could Ye Gucheng let the torch fall to the ground and cause a fire?

He held it firmly with his hand, and extinguished the fire on the torch by the way.

Also very caring.

He didn't know when those people behind him would find out that this person was missing. Of course, the sooner they evacuated, the better.

Ye Gucheng made a decisive decision, run!

Then he ran away blissfully.

Ye Gucheng returned to the courtyard with a big burden.

He didn't carry the person on his shoulders, because that would be too unsightly, but he pinched the sack containing the person with two fingers.

His wrist strength is astonishing.

The weight of an adult man is more than 100 catties, not to mention that the man in the sack is still very strong, Ye Gucheng was able to carry him all the way, and even drove the road with light work, at least it shows his strength Not small.

There are guards at the gate of the courtyard. They are subordinates of Baiyun City. For the safety of their city lord, they work shifts twelve hours a day and are very dedicated.

Seeing Ye Gucheng, they first showed dreamy smiles, but when they saw clearly what the city lord was carrying, they turned pale with shock.

How can the city lord carry the sack?

It's heartbreaking, they should find someone to follow the city lord, and let the city lord bring a person back, this is definitely their negligence!

It is also very sad.

Ye Gucheng said: "Ding Da and Ding Duxiu are here?"

He has already realized the importance of the two of them, and he should take them with him no matter where he goes.

Because Ye Gucheng discovered that as long as he leaves Baiyun City, he will definitely encounter some troubles that he does not want to encounter, and the two brothers and sisters always seem to have room to display their abilities.

There are many talents in Baiyun City, but their talents are still very rare.

The subordinate immediately said: "Ding Dazai!"

Ding Duxiu's little girl went out to take shifts.

Ye Gucheng said: "Okay."

He said again: "Let Ding Da carefully interrogate him."

This sentence sent the person in the sack to hell.

Ding Da's methods are much scarier than his sister's.

In addition to being abused mentally, there is no peace physically.

The subordinate immediately saw the bag in Ye Gucheng's hand and said: "Yes."

Ye Gucheng said again: "Have you seen the owner of Ximen Village?"

He didn't believe that Ximen Chuuxue would lose in the hands of some sword ghost. He was destined to become a sword god man. After Ye Gucheng knew that the other party's father was Yu Luocha, Ximen Chuuxue's position as the deputy protagonist became more firm.

Nothing will happen to a man like him.

The subordinate said: "The owner of Ximen has returned."

Ye Gucheng was startled and said, "Are you back?"

This efficiency is really high, much faster than he imagined.

The subordinate thought about it, and said tactfully: "But looking at the face of the owner of Ximen, it seems very bad."

Ye Gucheng frowned and said, "Could it be that you were injured?"

The subordinate said: "There is no smell of blood, and there is no smell of medicine."

Their noses are very good. No matter how good Ximen Chuuxue's medical skills are, if he is injured, it is impossible to heal the injury immediately. If his body smells of blood or medicine, if he doesn't have both, it must not be an injury.

Ye Gucheng was a little relieved, he said: "I'll go and have a look."

Then it flew away like a gust of wind.

Ximen Chuuxue sat in the room.

His face was very white, as white as a piece of paper, with no trace of blood visible.

He seemed to be greatly stimulated, and he looked a little haggard.

Haggard, it seems that this word shouldn't be used on Ximen Chuuxue, but no matter who it is, as long as it is a human being, after being tortured mentally, it will still be weak.

When Ye Gucheng knocked on the door, he saw such a weak Ximen Chuuxue.

It was impossible for Ximen Chuuxue to shut Ye Gucheng out because this was his yard, but when he really opened the door, Ye Gucheng was taken aback.

The surprise on his face was not fake at all.

Ye Gucheng never thought that a swordsman as stiff as ice like Ximen Chuuxue would be so weak.

Ye Gucheng said: "What happened, Master Ximen."

His relationships come from the heart.

Ximen Chuixue said, "It's nothing."

His voice was not as solid as usual, but a little floaty. This shouldn't be Ximen Chuuxue's voice, it sounded like he was just recovering from a serious illness.

But he did make that noise again.

Ye Gucheng said, "Are you okay?"

He thought to himself that it didn't look like anything was going on, Ximen Chuuxue must be holding on.

Ye Gucheng said: "Could it be that the sword ghost hurt you?"

Still wondering where the man hurt Ximen Chuuxue, there was no wound, no bloody smell, and it made the other party so weak.

Could it be...

Ye Gucheng's expression suddenly became serious and cold, his eyes moved down involuntarily, he really didn't know where to look.

No wonder Ye Gucheng wanted to be crooked. In the distant past, he seemed to have really seen the appearance of a man when his life was kicked by a woman. , and let him never forget it for the rest of his life.

If his memory is correct, the weak appearance of the man after the injury is similar to that of Ximen Chuuxue.

Ye Gucheng gasped, he knew that the sword ghost didn't have any pride as a swordsman, and he didn't take the usual path, but he didn't expect that the other party would go so far as not to take the usual path.

Aren't you afraid that Yu Luosha will come and make trouble?

When Ximen Chuuxue heard the word "Sword Ghost", Ye Gucheng's expression became distorted again. Ye Gucheng had never seen such a clear expression change of Ximen Chuuxue, and his heart skipped a beat.

He can't really hit the mark, can he?

Ximen Fuxue: "Ugh—"

He threw up without warning.

Ye Gucheng: Huh? ? ?

What is this operation?

Ding Da was very happy.

He was even happier when he received veiled jealous glances from his colleagues.

In Baiyun City, everyone is proud of being able to help Lord Ye.

Ding Da knew that if his sister Ding Duxiu was there, the city lord might not choose him.

Because his methods were too brutal, not everyone could survive Ding Da's whip.

Even if he survived, the root cause of the disease would be caused by the serious injury.

Thinking of this, Ding Da felt aggrieved, because he had never beaten anyone to death in a serious matter. Everyone who was beaten to death by him should have been killed. Who knows what went wrong in the middle, and his tyrannical reputation spread .

To be reasonable, he felt that he was not as tyrannical as Ding Duxiu. At least the people under his whip were half dead, but their wills were still clear. As for those who were whipped by Ding Duxiu, if she didn't restrain themselves, they would go crazy.

Which is more serious, physical disability or mental disability?

he does not know.

But no matter what, he and Ding Duxiu were both "notorious" in Baiyun City because of the whip.

Ding Da thinks this is because other people are jealous of them, and they are jealous that they can share the worries for Lord Ye.

With one hand, he picked up the sack containing the adult man and threw it into the cell.

Although this cell is underground, it has good sound insulation, no matter how people call, they will not be heard.

There was a bucket of cold water in the room, he picked it up, and poured it on the man's head without looking at it.

The person was terrified by the cold and woke up.

Ding Da looked soft and weak, like a scholar, without any deterrent power.

He said, "Who told you to shoot the arrow?"

The man also had ghosts in his heart. Hearing Ding Da's words, his eyes kept flickering, and he said, "I don't know what you are talking about."

Ding Da smiled happily.

His laughter echoed in the dungeon, indescribably eerie and strange.

There are only him and the man here.

The man shivered, perhaps from being frozen, or perhaps from being frightened.

He suddenly felt that the scholar-like figure in front of him was not someone to be trifled with.

A truly gentle person would never make such a creepy laugh.

Ding Dao: "I just like that you think you're smart."

The man suddenly felt very bad.

He glanced down and saw the whip in Ding Da's hand.

It was a steel whip, made of unknown material, covered with tiny hooks, the hooks were sharpened, even in a dim room, it shone brightly.

He was creepy.

What is this whip for.

Could it be that he beat someone?

Before he could finish thinking, Ding Da said again: "I gave you a chance, it hurts in a while, so don't shout to stop."

Because shouting stop is useless.

There was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, but he looked terrible in this eerie environment.

Much like a psycho killer.

The man finally felt scared, the so-called man's sixth sense kept reminding him in his heart that if he didn't speak again, it would be too late.

He said: "Wait..."

But before he could finish his sentence, the first whip came down on his head and face.

Ding Dao: "It's late."

So he said that he likes these guys who can play tricks, and they can make him have a good meal.

After all, this person is not from the rivers and lakes. If he is a master of the level of black and white impermanence, the first few whips will hurt, but he will not be stunned. After all, they have practiced martial arts for many years. Rough skin and thick flesh.

But this man is different. He looks strong, but he is just like an ordinary person.

Speaking of it, even Ding Dayi couldn't survive the whip.

After a while, the gate of the dungeon was opened, and Ding Da walked out. The earth dragon was very warm, and the heat enveloped his body, making him feel unspeakably comfortable.

It seemed that even the cold underground had been dispelled.

He was in good spirits, even hyperactive.

Ding Dao: "This person has recruited."

He said: "It is said that Nan Wang's people asked him to shoot arrows."

The person who listened to him had a serious look on his face, obviously remembering this matter in his mind.

King Nan, it's him again.

Everyone in Baiyun City knew that Nan Wang had a bad relationship with their city lord.

You have to tell the city lord quickly.

He hurried into the house, knocked on Ye Gucheng's door but found that Ye Gucheng was not there.

The subordinates are very puzzled, this situation is rare.

The maid walked past him and said quietly: "Don't look for it, the city lord is not here."

The subordinate turned back and said, "Where is the city lord?"

The maid said: "The owner of the city is with the owner of Ximen."

The subordinates will leave as soon as they hear it.

The maid said: "If I were you, I wouldn't go in now."

The subordinate said: "Why."

The maid said: "Because the city lord just asked for a bucket of hot water and a set of clothes."