[Comprehensive] Our city lord is glamorous and noble

Chapter 30

There are no plums in the courtyard, but there is a faint fragrance.

The fragrance diffuses in the wind, is the source of flowers or people?

Lu Xiaofeng, who only had two eyebrows, had a face as smooth as a freshly peeled boiled egg.

Thanks to the shrewdness of the gatekeeper, he even vaguely found the shadow of Lu Xiaofeng and Daxia Lu from his suddenly younger face, and ran to Ye Gucheng in a hurry.

Hua Manlou joked: "He is probably the one who reacted the fastest after seeing Lu Xiaofeng with two eyebrows."

Others, no matter how familiar they are with Lu Xiaofeng, they can't help being stunned when they see someone, and then they will look at his face from top to bottom and top to bottom suspiciously, and then ask cautiously: "But Lu Xiaofeng Lu Daxia?"

They have seen a lot of oolong incidents these days.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "City Master Ye's servant is naturally extraordinary."

There are already traces of pride in the words, after all, being friends with a fairy like Ye Gucheng is something to be proud of.

In less than a stick of incense, a maidservant came out and said: "The city lord invites guests in." The respect in the words seemed as if Lu Xiaofeng and the others didn't see a friend, but some great nobleman.

The fact is also true, Ye Gucheng is a nobleman among men and a fairy among swords.

Same as Ximen Chuuxue.

The servants of Baiyun City are very disciplined, they come out only to inform, they don't say a word, they come out quietly, and then retreat quietly, their presence is lower than that of small stones on the side of the road.

Ximen Chuuxue walked behind Lu Xiaofeng, from the moment he entered the door, he didn't utter a single word, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, just like the Milky Way in the sky, shining brightly.

Lu Xiaofeng no longer smiled wryly, now he couldn't tell whether it was good or bad for Ximen to meet City Lord Ye.

But the only thing he was sure of was that these two people would meet one day.

Lu Xiaofeng raised his head again, he suddenly found that the scenery in front of him had changed, it didn't change from early summer to cold winter, but there was one more person.

A man in white.

Lu Xiaofeng's one move of Gemini radiated extraordinary light, at this moment, a warm current surged in his heart, this is friendship!

No need to resort to words, just seeing Ye Gucheng, you can guess that he has done everything for himself and Huamanlou, a friend who can trust you and help you no matter how urgent the situation is, how worthwhile it is cherish!

He is a prodigal son, but a prodigal son also has friends and friendship. Lu Xiaofeng has many friends, but there are not so many real friends who he can dedicate his life to anytime and anywhere, but Ye Gucheng is undoubtedly included. this ranks.

However, what Lu Xiaofeng didn't expect was that his walking speed may be fast enough, but there are others who are faster than him.

Lu XiaoFeng: ? ? ?

The corners of the snow-white clothes flew away from him, leaving an elegant arc, and the short boots with a white bottom and black side stepped on the solid ground, and the flying dust adhered to the upper, and the owner didn't care.

Hua Manlou could hear everything with his ears alone, he smiled and said, "It seems that Master Ximen is very anxious."

More than eager!

Lu Xiaofeng was dumbfounded, looking at Ximen Chuuxue as if he saw a ghost.

His current behavior may be called a gaffe?You know, Ximen Chuuxue is a beautiful man who might look at the flames and say hello when the Wanmei Villa is burned down. Before this man, he had been living alone. Except for the pitiful friendship that could impress him, the only thing that could ignite the fire in his heart was the exquisite sword move.

Lu Xiaofeng is very popular with women, so he is qualified to comment on other men's luck, for a man like Ximen Chuuxue, no woman will approach him at all.

And what woman would want to live with a sword.

If even a woman can't ignite the flame in his heart, then the only ones left are like-minded confidants.

Ximen Chuuxue came to Ye Gucheng at a speed that did not conform to his usual image, and his lightness kung fu was also very high. However, unlike Ye Chengzhu's ecstasy, although his speed was fast, his footsteps were solid, just like his Thick and deep kendo.

Ye Gucheng was also looking at him, and said coldly, "Ximen Chuuxue?"

Ximen Chuixue said: "Not bad." He said with piercing eyes, "Ye Gucheng?"

Ye Gucheng said: "Not bad."

The two stood still, straight as green pines, and a dignified atmosphere spread between them. At this moment, no matter who they were, they couldn't get in between them.

Because, they are having a conversation of the soul.

What is the most direct way of communication between swordsmen and swordsmen?

It's their bust, it's their weapon!

Ximen Chuuxue pulled out the sword he was carrying with him from the scabbard, that action made Lu Xiaofeng sweat coldly, what did he want to do?

Ximen Chuixue said: "This sword is the sharpest weapon in the world. The blade is three feet and seven inches, and the net weight is seven catties and 13 taels."

His sword is jet-black, different from the owner Ximen who is dressed in white and wins snow, and the expression on his face is also very cold, very serious, and very dignified.

This kind of seriousness and solemnity should not be something that humans would have.

Ye Gucheng also slowly pulled the sword out of the scabbard, and only then did Lu Xiaofeng realize that the boy holding the sword who usually followed Ye Gucheng was not there, and his snow-white blade made of overseas fine iron reflected even brighter under the blue sky and white sun. brilliance.

The blades are black and white, facing each other far away.

Ye Gucheng said: "This sword was forged by overseas cold iron elites. The sword's edge is three feet three, and its net weight is six catties and four taels."

The wind blows up suddenly, the wind in early summer, with a smoky warmth, and a dark fragrance of unknown origin floating around. When you lower your head, you can see the slanting shadows of trees.

The wind is warm, but people are cold.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly felt a tooth-gnashing chill, not a murderous intent, but the sword intent of two top swordsmen, centered on Ye Gucheng and Xinmen Chuuxue, spreading outward, everyone affected felt the chill in the teeth.

Because they are trained to kill people with swords, since they are murder swords, how could they not have the intention of killing people.

Ye Gucheng's brows didn't stretch nor wrinkle, he fixedly looked at Ximen Chuixue and said, "The way of the sword, why?"

Ximen Chuuxue said coldly: "The essence of swordsmanship lies in sincerity."

He said again: "Be sincere to the sword, and be sincere to people."

Ye Gucheng said: "The way of the sword does not depend on people."

Ximen Chuuxue frowned and said, "Why not?"

Ye Gucheng said: "Sincerity is in the sword, sincerity is in the heart."

One person with one heart seems to represent an irreconcilable contradiction between the two.

Cold sweat was slowly dripping down from Lu Xiaofeng's forehead, he looked around with shrewd eyes, all the guards hidden in the dark appeared.

Some of them are strong men who watch the door, some are little girls sweeping the floor, but none of them have the eyes of warriors,

Their eyes, like hungry maned dogs, and vultures circling in the sky, were completely unaffected by Ximen Chuuxue's aura, and could pounce on him anytime, anywhere, launching a storm-like attack.

Lu Xiaofeng had never seen this loyal servant before, and seeing so many of them, their loyalty to the Lord Baiyun was evident.

As long as one is a martial arts practitioner, it is impossible not to feel the aura of Ximen Chuuxue, even Lu Xiaofeng himself, when he thinks that he will have an enemy like Ximen Chuuxue, he will have lingering fears and can't help but shudder.

Because, that is really a terrifying enemy, Lu Xiaofeng's two fingers, really don't want to try how fast Ximen Chuuxue's sword is.

Among the servants of City Lord Baiyun, there are many masters, but there is absolutely no master who can compete with Ximen Chuuxue. In this case, daring to look at him like a prey can only prove that they are too loyal.

There are too few things that can be seen in the eyes, only Ye Gucheng is alone.

However, Ye Gucheng frowned and said in a deep voice, "Back off!"

His voice was not loud, but whoever was present was not a person with sharp eyes and ears. Once Ye Gucheng made a sound, no matter how vigilant the servant was, no matter how much he had objections to Ximen Chuuxue, he could only withdraw the weapon from his hand.

Their obedience to City Lord Ye is absolute.

Lu Xiaofeng glanced sharply, and saw the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle mechanism box made by his friend Zhu Ting, his eyelids couldn't help twitching, it would be too scary for these servants to move their hands.

The condensed atmosphere broke, and Ye Gucheng put Bai Liang's blade back into the scabbard with his backhand and said, "Master Ximen, please." It was a real hospitality gift.

Lu Xiaofeng saw that Ximen Chuuxue also softened his expression, put the black long sword back into the scabbard, and said with an extremely gentle expression for him: "Thank you, City Lord Ye."

They seemed to have communicated a lot, but they didn't seem to say anything. All the words were gathered in their eyes, and they really looked at Wannian.

Hua Manlou breathed a sigh of relief, he was the least used to such a chilling atmosphere, and now he relaxed, comforting Lu Xiaofeng, "No matter what, the result will always be good."

The two top swordsmen seem to have agreed with each other.

Dao, this is really a mysterious word, Lu Xiaofeng shook his head and sighed, probably only a proud and lonely person like Ye Gucheng Ximen Chuuxue can see the scenery at the top?

It's a pity that Lu Xiaofeng didn't want to see it, because it was too lonely, too lonely.

The two swordsmen seemed to be in a good mood, even Ximen Chuuxue, who was expressionless all the year round, was smiling, not the sneering smile Lu Xiaofeng had seen, he smiled so easily, that the onlookers seemed to be infected by Ximen Chuuxue's smile.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help sighing: "I've never seen him smile so happily."

Hua Manlou said: "Because you are not the Lord Ye."

Fortunately, the focus of their visit this time is not Ximen Chuuxue, but the big troubles Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou have been involved in. Ye Gucheng did not abandon the two friends just because he saw his "confidant", but arranged for them to enter the reception room directly .

Of course he sat on the upper hand without giving way, looking at Lu Xiaofeng with obvious mockery, Ye Gucheng said: "It seems that you have been doing well recently."

Lu Xiaofeng could only respond with a wry smile and said, "You think I'm doing well?"

Ye Gucheng said: "If you even shaved off the two sloppy eyebrows, how can you live a good life?"

Regarding his beard, Lu Xiaofeng has already received too many curious looks, but he has to say that Ye Gucheng is still the most ruthless one, and there is Ximen Chuuxue who gives him the same mocking smile, and the damage bonus is doubled .

Lu Xiaofeng sighed, "I really shouldn't have brought Ximen here."

He said: "You even smile exactly the same. Could it be that the world's top swordsmen are all carved out of the same mold?"

Of course it's impossible, Ximen Chuuxue is Ximen Chuuxue, and Ye Gucheng is Ye Gucheng.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "How much do you know about the big trouble I got into?"

Ye Gucheng sneered and said, "I know everything I need to know."

Lu Xiaofeng thought it was true, and said again: "It was you who was in Zhuguang Baoqi Pavilion that day?"

Ye Gucheng said: "Not bad."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "You went to Zhuguang Baoqi Pavilion, but what did you find?"

Ye Gucheng said: "I just went to wait for someone."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Who?"

Ye Gucheng said: "Gongsun Lan!"

Gongsun Lan?

Everyone present was puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, they had never heard of this name.

Ye Gucheng wasn't going to tell the truth, but he wasn't going to tell all the lies either. He spoke seven parts of the truth and three parts of the lie, even the most intelligent Lu Xiaofeng wouldn't notice anything wrong.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "It sounds like a girl's name."

Ye Gucheng said: "That's right, she is not only a woman, but also the most beautiful woman in the world."

Lu Xiaofeng gasped, the most beautiful woman in the world, but none of them had heard of her name, it was really a scary thing.

Lu Xiaofeng sighed: "Then she must be a very smart woman." Only a smart woman can learn to hide herself in front of the Jianghu people.

Ye Gucheng said: "Yes, she is not only a smart woman but also a master of disguise."

Speaking of Master Yi Rong, he had to think of Sikong Zhaixing, but considering the current context, Lu Xiaofeng actually had other ideas, he said: "Could it be that I have seen her?"

Ye Gucheng said: "I don't know if you've seen him or not, but you must have heard of her name."

Lu Xiaofeng: "Oh?"

Ye Gucheng sneered: "The name Grandma Xiong, I think you will be very familiar with it."

Lu Xiaofeng was shocked and said: "Didn't she already receive a whole box of rainstorm pear blossom needles?" Such a serious injury, how could it appear in Zhuguang Baoqi Pavilion?

Ye Gucheng said: "Although the rainstorm pear blossom needle is not a minor injury, it is not a serious injury. As long as you have the holy medicine of martial arts, you can recover quickly."

Lu Xiaofeng said seriously: "Then you have waited for her?"

Ye Gucheng said: "No."

During the words, there was a flash of sarcasm on Ye Chengzhu's face, and he said: "But I know, he will definitely come to me."

He was not talking about Gongsun Lan, but the people behind Gongsun Lan.

What are the people behind Gongsun Lan doing?He was rummaging through the Jewelry Pavilion.

Jiu Gongzi's martial arts is very high, especially the lightness kung fu. When he comes and goes, the same white ghost comes and goes without a trace. It is impossible for Huo Tianqing, who is in a frenzy, to find it.

Huo Tianqing was a man who was dazzled by love, when Lu Xiaofeng and the others left, he couldn't maintain his forced smile any longer and turned the pond upside down.

Yan Tieshan's body was only restrained hastily, while the manager of Zhuguang Baoqi Pavilion was busy pulling out the swaying lotus leaves on the small pond to drain the water. This is really a funny thing.

Jiu Gongzi hid in the dark, his eyes were sharp, and his face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

It's not that he has any prejudice against Boss Huo, but because of his nature, Gong Jiu has a hard eye on everyone he looks at.

Provided he doesn't get sick.

The subordinates who survived with Young Master Jiu are undoubtedly not clever, and they would never do anything stupid on their own initiative, and they watched quietly when Gong Jiu didn't move.

Gong Jiu said: "What is he looking for?"

The subordinates are already very good at observing words and expressions, and they are also very able to distinguish the intention of Jiu Gongzi's every sentence, so they all know that Jiu Gongzi is talking to himself, rather than seeking an answer from them.

However, even if his subordinates didn't give an answer, Huo Tianqing didn't tell himself. He didn't know that someone was staring at him in the dark. Even in a panic, he didn't think anyone could escape his perception.

Huo Tianqing is a very confident person, and he also has the capital of self-confidence, but this self-confidence is not worth mentioning against the backdrop of the super masters hand-picked by Gu Long.

There are not many mediocre people in this world, but there are definitely many geniuses.

Seeing that there was no one around, Huo Tianqing spoke unscrupulously, while groping in the pond, he kept saying, "Feiyan, where are you?"

Feiyan?

Gong Jiu's eyes moved. There are not many people in this world who know more about the Jinpeng dynasty than him, because there are very few people who know the existence of this dynasty.

Ninth Young Master is almost omnipotent and perfect, as long as there is something he wants to know, there is nothing he doesn't know.

He said to himself: "Feiyan, Shangguan Feiyan."

It is already known who is hiding in the pond.

Things seemed to be connected at once, Ye Gucheng went to Zhuguang Baoqi Pavilion to find Shangguan Feiyan, as for the reason, it was probably related to Gongsun Lan.

There is almost nothing in this world that can hide from the Ninth Young Master.

He suddenly said again: "There, how are you doing recently?"

In his whole life, he was extremely arrogant, his ambitions had no borders, so naturally he would not put the emperor in his eyes, but Jiu Gongzi also had to admit that his brother, who had been separated for a while, had a lot of opportunities and might not be very good at martial arts, but People are too smart.

If it wasn't for his momentary carelessness, he would definitely not end up being assassinated.

As soon as he said "there", the subordinate was not calm, his words were lacking in tone, and he said in a low voice, "I lost it."

It is really a shameful thing, obviously the little emperor himself was injured, his martial arts are not as good as Ye Chengzhu, and the guards around him are not so good, but he is like a slippery loach, and he is said to be a cunning rabbit. There are three caves, thirteen, thirty or so. It took only a few days to successfully follow them, and they disappeared in a flash, but they haven't been found yet.

Speaking of which, the reason they were able to find City Lord Ye was also because Young Master Jiu went out in person. Among this group of people, who would dare to say that they can escape City Lord Ye's perception, and that Qinggong is better than him?

Except for the ninth son, there is no one else.

Gong Jiu didn't blame his subordinates too much, he knew the little emperor better than these people, and he knew how terrifying and cunning he was, even the unpredictable Jiu Gongzi sometimes couldn't figure out the emperor's behavior , and only Nan Wang and his son would be so stupid as to dare to assassinate the little emperor.

Gong Jiu dared to say that if they hadn't been restrained and acted ahead of time, maybe the little emperor wouldn't have found out, because he himself still hasn't figured out why Nan Wang dared to pull the emperor off his horse.

But he was too impatient, and he was too aggressive. Maybe it was because City Lord Ye gave him a big blow before, which made Nanwang lose the only commendable forbearance. Now that he has shown his fox tail, it will be a matter of time before he is caught.

Ninth Young Master turned his head around, temporarily put aside the elusive emperor, and began to seriously consider Shangguan Feiyan's matter.

Gong Jiu knew in his heart that the Lord Ye’s family had a great career, and he might be interested in the treasures of the Jinpeng Dynasty, but when he found Shangguan Feiyan, his first purpose must be to deal with the matter related to Gongsun Lan. His own provocation was very effective, and the lonely swordsman also Not as disrespectful as it appears.

He's smart, and he doesn't show his emotions.

Ninth Young Master suddenly said: "Gongsun Lan, how is her injury doing?"

The subordinate said: "It's almost done."

It's true that she received the rainstorm pear blossom needle with her body, but there are quite a lot of Xinglin masters here, and the fate of the people in the Jianghu is hard. score level.

Although Jiu Gongzi thinks about it all the time, and the time to maintain interest is short, but at least he hasn't forgotten his desire for flying immortals outside the sky.

There is no move in this world that he can't learn, and the sword move of City Lord Baiyun is already the most exquisite among what he has seen.

The bright light, just thinking about it, made his body start to stir.

Ninth Young Master said coldly: "Gongsun Lan, you can use it now."

The subordinate bowed his head and said, "Yes!"

The Ninth Young Master's order was not finished yet, he said again: "You and I, go find Shangguan Feiyan together."

The subordinate who was pointed to by him looked confused, Shangguan Feiyan, didn't he promise to be taken away by City Lord Ye?

So Ninth Young Master, you not only want Gongsun Lan to find City Lord Ye, but you also have to follow him first?

It's really very rare to see that only Jiu Gongzi cares so much about a person.

Ding Duxiu is a very delicate little girl, except for the whipping method known to a few people, she looks like any lady from a small family.

As for why she is not a wealthy family, it may be because she does not have that kind of temperament, which is different from Lan Fenglangyue's aloof coldness, and also different from her younger sister Sanqiu's strange spirit, she only has the gentleness of Xiaojiabiyu.

But such an ordinary temperament became a kind of natural protective color in Baiyun City, which is full of talents. It allowed her to go out with a small basket without any disguise. No one would look at her more, and no one would look at her less.

Everything is just right, leaving everyone alone.

Ding Duxiu went out today to do some shopping, such as hair tie, and Jiangnan's unique cakes. After leaving Baiyun City after a long time, he always wanted to buy something that was not in the city as a souvenir.

It’s not that Baiyun City is not good, in fact, it’s just that Baiyun City is so good. I’m used to eating big fish and meat every day, and occasionally eating porridge and side dishes is extra delicious. Although Ding Duxiu is very skilled, she is just a beauty lover Girl, the little lady of the civilian family pays attention to her attire, she can still go out once in a while.

Dan Ding Duxiu was destined to have an extraordinary life today. She was still far away from the neighborhood market when she heard the man's suppressed shouts.

The eyes and eyes of the martial arts practitioner were clear, and she took off the girl's innocent coat almost instantly, revealing her ferocious fangs, touched the whip wrapped around her waist, and walked towards the source of the sound.

It was a cry that was suppressed to the limit, not because of pain, but some kind of itch clinging to the bone marrow. This itch can make even the most pious gentleman lose his temper, and the cruel Jiu Gongzi also showed something worse than an eruption. To be excited hundreds of times the expression.

He kept rolling on the ground, his pale face was covered with red tide, his meticulously separated hair was scattered, and his snow-white robe was stained with dust.

The subordinates who came with him were disposed of by him long before Gong Jiu had a premonition of the onset of illness. Young Master Jiu would never allow his subordinates to see his ill side.

It's just a secret, and those who know the secret are dead.

Ding Duxiu didn't know that she was on the verge of life and death, she just looked at the man in front of her in surprise, she didn't even know that the basket on her elbow fell to the ground.

Gong Jiu said urgently: "Hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me!"

This is really a terrible disease. When he got sick, he had no mind at all.

Whether in front of him is a man, woman, old man, child, or even a sow, he humbles himself into the dust and asks them for his pain.

Ding Duxiu's expression became very strange, it wasn't hatred or nausea, if you look carefully, you can see a trace of excitement in the little girl's strange expression.

Where does this excitement come from?

People in Baiyun City are very individual, and the gentle girl in front of her is one of the best. Seeing Gong Jiu moaning at her with tears in her eyes, she felt her hands itch.

The three lashes used to interrogate Shangguan Feiyan were too few, not enough to use even one-tenth of her ability, but once the flogging was started, I always felt that it would be a pity if I didn't have a good time. In such a great regret.

She is a little girl, and she always has a girlish naughty heart. Seeing Gong Jiu like this, she couldn't hold back, and swished the whip in the air.

She said: "You asked me to smoke, I didn't take the initiative to do it."

Gong Jiu could no longer hear what she was saying, and just kept saying: "Hit me, hit me, hit me!"

His face was full of distorted longing and anticipation.

Ding Duxiu couldn't bear it when he heard what he said, so he whipped him down without mercy.

Her whip is different from the tenderness wrapped in cloth just now, the small hooks stand upright, and a large piece of flesh and blood will be dug up when the whip is lowered. In addition, she knows where to hit the most painful. How many.

When she had a good time, the ninth son had already become a bloody man, and there was not a single piece of good skin on his body, but he kept saying: "Hit me, hit me, hit me!"

Ding Duxiu didn't care about him when he was having a good time, he just picked up the basket on the ground and ran away like flying. The direction she ran was not the market, but the small courtyard of Lord Ye.

Such a strange person appeared near the courtyard, and she had to report to the city lord no matter what. This was her duty as a citizen of Baiyun City.

Ximen Chuuxue left with Lu Xiaofeng and the others, because he still wanted to find Dugu Yihe.

Ye Gucheng watched them leave with an expression that could not be more firm, his eyes were full of appreciation and recognition for Ximen Chuuxue, which was the resonance between the two top swordsmen.

Even the people of Baiyun City felt the change of City Lord Ye, as if he had the breath of a living person on him, he was no longer so lonely, and he was no longer like a fairy who was alone in the clouds.

Because there is another person on the cloud.

This is different from making friends with Lu Xiaofeng and Huamanlou. Maybe he didn't make friends with Ximen Chuuxue, but they are undoubtedly the closest two people in the world.

Because they are equally lonely.

Thinking of this, the servant's eyes showed a gratified light. He has a better sense of Ximen Chuuxue than Lu Xiaofeng. Anyone who is familiar with Ye Gucheng will feel a little bit of distress for him. Although Jianxian is good, he can't help standing If it is too high, ordinary people like them can only look up on the ground instead of accompanying them.

If Ximen Chuuxue can make the city lord feel better, then it is not difficult to accept him reluctantly.

Watching the castellan who seemed to be in a good mood to leave, he closed the door, and finally removed the eyes glued to him reluctantly. Sure enough, both the castellan with expression and the castellan without expression were so handsome.

The first thing Ye Gucheng did when he entered the room was to close the windows to prevent the bright sunlight from entering the room.

The window is the only passage between the house and the outside world. When it is closed, no one knows what Ye Gucheng is doing.

Therefore, when he was sure that no one could see him, City Lord Ye did something that did not conform to his image as City Lord Baiyun. His back, which was straighter than a sword, seemed to have had his spine removed, and his whole body moved at a slow but unquestionable speed. Collapsed on the soft ground.

It's like a puddle of mud mixed with water, the kind that can't support the wall no matter what.

It has been a long time since City Lord Ye has not indulged himself like this. His idol burden is unimaginable to ordinary people. Even if no one sees him, he is strict with himself and refuses to slack off.

The reason why he collapsed into mud today was simply because Ximen Chuuxue was so tired that he sucked all his energy away.

Ye Gucheng: Kidney deficiency.

In a short period of time, he cannot restore his glamorous and noble city lord image.

No one knew how tight Ye Gucheng collapsed just now, not to mention what he said, even when to breathe, it was all determined after various deliberations.

I'm afraid that Ximen Chuuxue will see that he is actually not that high.

Ye Gucheng paralyzed cautiously, afraid of wrinkling his snow-white clothes, he thought: Today is finally a pass, and he did not leave a bad impression on Ximen Zhuangzhu.

Not only did he not leave a bad impression, what he wanted to worry about was what to do if the other party had a good impression of him.

The heavy burden that had been on his shoulders for a long time collapsed all of a sudden, and Ye Gucheng actually had the urge to lie down on the soft collapse.

Just lie down again!Just a moment!

The heart is caught in a battle between heaven and man.

Suddenly, a soft female voice suddenly sounded outside the door: "Master Ye, are you there?"

Ye Gucheng was heartbroken silently, but he was still lying on the soft couch, and he said in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

The momentum is really great!

Ding Duxiu said: "I just met a strange person by the courtyard." She said, "White clothes are better than snow, but he keeps rolling on the ground and people come to beat him."

Ye Gucheng:! ! !

He sat up suddenly, the speechless feeling in his heart was already displayed on his face.

One by one, why are they all here? ? ?

No, he wants to escape.

immediately!immediately!