[Lu Xiaofeng] Blindness

Chapter 36 Accession to the WTO

The wine was already set on the table, and the emerald green liquid was rippling in the white jade glass, which was really beautiful.

Ximen Chuuxue seldom drinks alcohol, but this wine is different. It is a medicinal wine brewed by his own formula. Xiaoqu wine is added with Changbai ginseng, Yunnan jujube, clove, honey and more than ten medicinal materials. The wine has a mellow taste and a long mouthfeel. , the color is emerald green, which is very rare.

Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng sat opposite each other in the bamboo pavilion in the back mountain.

The cold wind blew the fallen flowers, and one of the crimson petals fell on Ximen Chuuxue's shoulder. Ye Gucheng reached out to brush it away for him, but Ximen Chuuxue grabbed his wrist with his backhand almost subconsciously.

"What?" Ye Gucheng turned his head to look at him.

Ximen Chuuxue closed his eyes for a moment, then let go of his hands: "It's nothing."

Ye Gucheng frowned unconsciously: "I'll stay here, I'm afraid your injury will be hard to heal."

This is not false, although Ye Gucheng did nothing, and Ximen Chuuxue believed that Ye Gucheng would never harm him, but his instinct as a swordsman was not so easy to suppress.

It was fine in normal times, but now it happened to be Ximen Chuuxue's rare weak time, his meridians were contused by someone's deep internal force, and the sword qi practiced by Dugu Yihe was extremely domineering.

Even if Ximen Chuuxue's injury has been recuperated for more than ten days, it hasn't improved much.

And the reason is mostly because of Ye Gucheng. For a swordsman like Baiyun City Lord, Ximen Chuuxue will inevitably not have the idea of ​​seeing Lie Xinxi, but now, he needs to suppress his fighting spirit and guard all the time. .

After so many repetitions, how could the injury heal?

Ye Gucheng also knew about this situation and found it difficult.

Ximen Chuuxue shook his head: "I have been able to control it these few days, let's skip this matter!"

Seeing that he insisted on this, Ye Gucheng didn't want to say much, but he remembered one thing.

"You sent me a lot of sword manuals, a total of 23 sets of general sword skills, all of which are extraordinary. I'm a little curious about where you collected them from?"

Ximen Chuixue said, "Daxue Mountain."

"kindness?"

"In the extreme north, you have to go all the way north, go out of the pass, and then pass through the grassland to get there."

Ye Gucheng said: "I remember you stayed there for those three years."

"Yes."

"I heard the elders in my family mention it in the past. It is indeed a very special place."

Ximen Chuuxue nodded, with a nostalgic look on his face.

"The sky over there is beautiful."

"Oh?"

Ximen Chuixue said: "The sky is blue, the wild is vast, the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are low, and what I said is very consistent with what I saw."

Ye Gucheng: "It's really beautiful."

"If you have the chance, you might as well go."

Ximen Chuuxue sipped the green wine in his glass: "It's better to be together then."

Ye Gucheng said: "Of course, by the way, I have made a general outline for you to see."

"it is good."

Ye Gucheng then raised his sword, the sword was slanted, and it turned out to be the most magical set of sword formulas among the 23 sets of swordsmanship.

Ximen Chuixue couldn't take his eyes off it until Ye Gucheng withdrew his sword.

He handed Ye Gucheng a glass of wine.

"how?"

"Excellent." Ximen Chuuxue said sincerely. It's not that he hasn't practiced these kinds of swordsmanship before, but he has never been so proficient that Ye Gucheng can make them easily and can be disassembled at will.

"I know any sword move in this world at a glance, and I can master it after practicing it once." Ye Gucheng shook his head and said: "However, the changes in moves are endless, and when I reached the end, I felt that there was no way ahead. "

Ximen Chuuxue raised his eyebrows: "Taoism is always the same, learning swords should cultivate one's mind."

"How is your mind?"

"Flawless and nothing."

Ye Gucheng said: "I can't do it."

Ximen Chuixue said: "You and I are both at the pinnacle of Heart Sword now, and the next level is not far away, but the sword is not perfect, and this last level will be difficult to overcome."

Ye Gucheng remained silent.

"Jade Rakshasa gave me this thing."

Ximen Chuuxue handed a pamphlet to Ye Gucheng, who flipped through it a little curiously, then threw it on the table with a frown.

"Joining the world and being born out of the world, he wants you to practice world affairs?"

"Yes." Ximen Chuuxue nodded, "He said that my Wuxia Jianxin still doesn't understand the world and strays away from the world of mortals."

Ye Gucheng raised his head and took a deep look at Ximen Chuuxue.

"How do you think about it?"

Ximen Chuuxue was silent for a moment, and then said: "I am willing to enter the world with love."

Ye Gucheng turned his face away, looked down at the lines on his cold white fingers: "Oh? Then you have set a goal."

"Still thinking about it." Ximen Chuuxue gently rubbed his temples, and said lazily, "Lu Xiaofeng is too capable of causing trouble, I have to heal my injuries first."

Ye Gucheng was stunned: "I thought you..."

Halfway through his speech, he suddenly stopped speaking.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at him suspiciously: "What do you think of me?"

Ye Gucheng said softly: "I thought you were referring to the relationship between the man and the woman."

Ximen Chuuxue rested his chin on the backs of his fingers, his expression seemed a little tired, his dark eyes were slightly misty: "Then it will be even more troublesome."

Ye Gucheng put his hand on his shoulder and said bluntly: "You are a little drunk."

Ximen Chuuxue looked up at Ye Gucheng, and suddenly smiled.

He seldom smiles, his face is always as cold and hard as the eternal black ice, at this moment the glacier is cracking, not amazing, but a kind of thrilling startle.

Ye Gucheng heard him say: "Maybe."

The next moment, Ximen Chuuxue took Ye Gucheng's arm and leaned against him.

"I'm really drunk." Helping him up helplessly, he was about to send him back to his room.

Butler Xu from Wanmei Villa appeared.

If there is no important matter, he will never bother, Ye Gucheng said: "What is it?"

"There are people from the Emei faction outside, looking for revenge."

Ye Gucheng handed Ximen Chuuxue to Butler Xu, lowered his eyes and said, "Just send it away!"

Emei's three heroes and four talents may be well-known in the Jianghu, but in Ye Gucheng's view, that's all there is to it.

What's more, half a month ago, the head of the Emei faction had died, and I heard later that only Sun Xiuqing survived Sixiu, plus Sanying, it was only four people.

Ye Gucheng felt bored.

No matter how clamoring these people are, how can they really enter Wanmei Villa?

It's just that some Xiao Xiao's visiting eyes made him really displeased. Ximen Chuuxue defeated Dugu Yihe, but the news of being injured because of this eventually spread. There are too many people who want to take the opportunity to pick peaches, and the Emei School is just a cover.

But these things are naturally the responsibility of the Western Demon Cult.

Ye Gucheng looked down at the letter, and suddenly felt that the person who wrote this letter to him must be more boring than the people outside.

Just having a similar face, he is so complacent that he has been teaching for nothing for the past four years.

Many letters have come from the Nanwang Mansion, inviting him to go to discuss business, and made a promise.

Ye Gucheng felt funny when he saw that they could even talk about the condition of smashing the Western Demon Cult after the event was completed.

It's really impossible to treat yourself as that three-year-old child.

He didn't answer the letter either, and just burned it on the candle.

After staying like this for more than a month, Huo Xiu's affairs still hadn't subsided, and another bandit who specialized in embroidering the blind appeared on the rivers and lakes. Lu Xiaofeng heard the news that Ye Gucheng had been living in Wanmei Villa. The swordsman was busy exchanging ideas day and night, how could he dare to join in.

But what he didn't know was that when the embroidered thief embroidered Jiang Chongwei, the Prince of Nan sent three letters in succession, urging Ye Gucheng.

This time, unless he really decided to break with Nanwangfu, otherwise, he couldn't avoid it no matter what.

Before leaving, Ximen Chuuxue asked him: "Are you good at playing the piano?"

Ye Gucheng nodded slowly: "Of course it will."

Ximen Chuuxue lowered his eyes: "I heard that the sound of the zither can cleanse the murderous spirit."

"You want to learn?"

Ximen Chuixue nodded.

"I'll teach you." Ye Gucheng said this almost subconsciously, and then saw Ximen Chuixue's eyes light up, and he said, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Probably in this world, there is really no more touching concern than the word "waiting".

Ye Gucheng nodded: "Yes."

But in the end, there are some things that cannot be avoided or let go, and will never be shaken by a promise made at that time. What cannot be avoided is fate, and what is unwilling to avoid is disaster.

There should be a definite number somewhere, but there are some people who don't change their infatuation and miss them a lot.

However, looking forward to life from death is only for one thought.

How can you force it?

Ximen Chuuxue looked at the sea of ​​flowers in the mountains with his hands behind his back, and the sun was shining in the sky.

In the distance, there are thousands of mountains and twilight clouds, which are extremely beautiful.

At the gate of Nanwang Mansion, Nanwang Shizi waited anxiously at the door for a while, and finally saw a carriage.

Ye Gucheng lifted the curtain and dismounted.

"Master." Zhu Youxun was stunned for a moment before he said.

Ye Gucheng glanced at him and didn't answer.

The mansion had already set up a banquet, so Ye Gucheng sat down temporarily.

"City Lord Ye, please don't be polite, this is just a family feast." Nan Wang persuaded him to drink with a smile.

Ye Gucheng turned the wine glass in his hand: "Since it's a family banquet, then I shouldn't come."

"How could it be? A teacher for one day and a father for life. Since the city lord is the teacher of children, he is by no means an outsider."

Ye Gucheng didn't say a word, just looked over with a pair of frosty eyes.

Over the past few years, his power has become more and more powerful, and he is powerful without anger, which is extremely attractive.

Seeing that the topic froze, Nan Wang's son quickly asked, "I haven't seen you for a few months, how is Master? I heard that Master has been staying at Wanmei Villa for the past two months, so Ximen Chuuxue..."

Ye Gucheng's face was expressionless, and his voice could not hear any emotion: "You are very concerned about my whereabouts."

"Chang Yu doesn't dare, but as a disciple, he must be more thoughtful." Nan Wang's son smiled, "It's good to be a teacher and not to worry about the future."

Ye Gucheng said: "Don't worry, I'm not here anymore, Baiyun City still has an heir, don't you think you think too much?"

The smile on Prince Nan's face suddenly became a little stiff.

The author has something to say: Thank you Xuan Su mine