[Lu Xiaofeng] Girl, please marry me!

The blue sky and white clouds, the waves beating against the rocks, and the silver-white sandy beach are still too beautiful to behold.Inside the high city wall is a road paved with bluestone slabs.

People came and went, and the faces of the city residents were somewhat uneasy and worried.

A few months ago, the city lord left Baiyun City with their future wife and young lord, but now, they came back by themselves.

So worried, so sad.

I also heard that the duel between Lord City Lord and Ximen Chuuxue in the Forbidden City was not successful a few days ago. No one is worried about whether the duel was successful. Anyway, they don’t know what kendo is. It seems that if it is not useful, it is just a piece of scrap iron.What they were more worried about was that the wife of the city lord and the young lord would not come back.

"Guard Mo, to be honest, where are our wife and young master?"

"Why hasn't Madam come back yet? The old Wang family's daughter-in-law is about to give birth. Although there is a stable woman on the island, there is no doctor you can trust!"

"Yes, yes, madam is kind and benevolent. With her here, we are not afraid of any illness."

"Guard Mo, it's not that we want to talk about you and the city lord. What are you doing with a straight face? The cute little girl next to the madam is not here anymore? Look at you and the city lord, with a cold face, will The girls are all scared away!"

"..."

The townspeople muttered one sentence after another, which rarely made Mo Hui's face show a bit of bitterness.It would be great if he knew what happened to the madam and the young master.

Holding a bundle in his hand, he said goodbye to the city residents and went straight to the city lord's mansion.

In the City Lord's Mansion, a man in white clothes and black hair is standing against the wind in the water pavilion in the lake.

The long hair is not bundled, and the breeze blows up three thousand hairs like ink.

"City Lord, this is sent by Mrs. Xue, the world's number one magic needle."

The man turned around slowly and asked coldly, "What is it?"

"My subordinates don't know, but the person who sent it said that Miss Xue sent it specially to thank Madam for her kindness in the past."

When it was opened, both of them were taken aback.

Among the burdens is a wedding dress unparalleled in the world in embroidery.

"It's funny to say, it's not easy for Lu Xiaofeng to provoke girls. This girl Xue's grandmother is actually the best needle in the world. She said that on the day of your wedding, she asked her grandmother to send a wedding dress herself, thank you My kindness to take in."

"This is the first time I wear red. You said that after we return to Baiyun City, you will marry me. The wedding dress is also red. When I think about it, when I wear the wedding dress, it is not too far from the dress I have now. , so I thought of wearing it for you to see first."

"I don't look ugly in red, right? If I dress up seriously, I might look even better. So I specially wore red to see you, to remind you not to forget our white-headed agreement, and return to me safely." around."

Her smiling voice sounded in his ears again, and he unconsciously took a step forward, lightly touching the fiery red wedding dress with his fingertips.

The color of the wedding dress was so dazzling that it almost hurt his eyes.

"Tomorrow, I will definitely come back to pick you up."

He went back, but she was no longer there.

That day when he and Ximen Chuuxue were on the top of the Forbidden City, Dugu Yihe, the head of the Emei Sect, had already arrived.

"Both of you are among the best swordsmen in the world today, but forgive me for being cheeky. Compared with me, the two of you will definitely not be able to win. I take the liberty of asking you to delay the duel." Dugu Yihe held a sword in his hand, but the sword was not out of its sheath. .

Hearing this, Lu Xiaofeng laughed loudly, and said: "They all want to die, why should Sect Leader Dugu stop it? You know, there are not many idiots in this world who are willing to die when they know that it is a dead end. There really are such idiots, Even if you have unique skills, there is no pity to die."

But Dugu Yihe smiled and said: "Lu Xiaofeng, what you said is wrong. The old man has been in the world for decades, and although the cultivation of internal and external skills can't be said to be the best in the world today, but if you are Lu Xiaofeng, you are the only one in the world. Are you sure you can take the old man's sword?"

Lu Xiaofeng shrugged, sighed and said, "Of course I can't say I'm not sure. If I say that, these two guys will think I'm talking nonsense."

Dugu Yihe smiled slightly, "This old man has been practicing swordsmanship for nearly 60 years. He is sincere in his sword and his heart. He has disciples all over the world. When it comes to discussing swords, who is more qualified than this old man? This old man wants to rely on his old man to sell his old man, and I hope that the duel between the owner of Ximen Village and the owner of Baiyun City will be postponed."

"Why?" he asked.

"City Lord Baiyun, what is the point of practicing swords?"

"The practice of sword lies in sincerity?",

"Sincerely what?"

"Sincerity in the sword, sincerity in the heart."

"Being sincere with the sword or with the heart first?"

"Be sincere."

"Since you are sincere, why don't you ask your heart, besides the sword, is there anything else you care about?" Dugu Yihe said with a smile, stroking his gray beard on both sides.

After finishing speaking, he turned to Ximen Chuuxue, "Your sword is fast, but not faster than mine. Your Excellency and Lord Baiyun are only in their twenties, but the old man has already reached the time to know his destiny. With your inner strength, you can cultivate Because, there is no way to match me."

Ximen Chuuxue didn't speak, because Dugu Yihe's words were true.

If it is said that his and Ye Gucheng's external skills are comparable to Dugu Yihe's external skills, but their internal skills are far behind.Dugu Yihe is one of the few masters named by Lu Xiaofeng who have perfected both internal and external skills.

"The old man uses the sentient sword." Dugu Yihe said with a smile, "so when the sword is out of the sheath, there is very little blood. Why don't you two sell the old man a thin face, why bother the imperial guards in the palace so much? "As he spoke, he pointed to the imperial guards standing below.

"Ye Gucheng never sells thin noodles to anyone. If you want me to sell thin noodles to you, I will have proven my swordsmanship." After speaking, the figure on the glazed tile fluttered his sleeves and made a gesture.

"The way of the old man is different from your Excellency."

"Then I will keep my sword out of its sheath."

The two figures approached and separated quickly, and after a few rounds on the glazed tiles, they settled on one side.

"Yemou has never admired anyone, but if Dugu is the head of the sect, Yemou is willing to sell you a thin face."

"The way to practice swordsmanship lies in sincerity, not only in the sword, but also in the heart. Be sincere in every desire and concern in the heart."

When Ye Gucheng heard the words, there was something in his words, "Just like your Excellency 50 years ago?"

Dugu Yihe laughed and nodded, and said: "Yes, just like the old man. Even if you want to tell me about my past, I will answer in the same way. May the Lord Baiyun know why I came here?"

"Why?"

"I came here for a letter from the bottom of my heart. Whether it is useful or not, the old man will come anyway. Only by doing my best can I feel at ease."

Ye Gucheng was startled.

Dugu Yihe said with a smile: "That letter was sent to me by Lu Xiaofeng."

He looked at Lu Xiaofeng.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help laughing, "It was written today."

Written today?What the hell did she write?

Dugu Yihe seemed to have seen through his doubts, stroked his beard and said with a smile: "If your excellency is curious, why don't you go back and ask Mrs. Madam personally, how about it?"

But before he could react to Dugu Yihe's words, Huamanlou brought the news from Mohui that Yan Jinzhao had been taken away by King Pingnan one day ago.

Three days later, the bodies of a man and a woman were found in the artificial lake of Prince Pingnan's mansion. The mutton fat white jade all showed that the woman's identity was Yan Jinzhao Wubu.

Misfortunes never come singly, it was also the night when Yan Jinchao was taken away by King Pingnan, the courtyard where Ye Gucheng was located was attacked by three waves, Mo Hui was seriously injured, and Xiao Yanji disappeared.

It has been nearly a month since the incident, and there is still no news from Yan Ji, and that woman... who always smiles, and always calls "Ye Gucheng" half-annoyed when she is angry...every time I think of her, the left breast The room is always shrinking uncontrollably.

"City Lord..."

Mo Hui's voice brought him back to his thoughts, and he raised his eyes.

"The city lord, his subordinates are incompetent. But the wife has already left...Why don't the city lord..."

"Who said she had left?!" He yelled sharply, choking off what Mo Hui was about to say. "That woman, although she looks like today, but she... is absolutely not."

The female body that floated up in the lake that day had a swollen face. Who said it must be Yan Jinzhao? !

Panic filled his chest like when he saw the female corpse that day.His fingers slid over the wedding dress. If she was still there, she would be smiling like a flower by his side, waiting for the wedding with great joy.Even, with her temperament, she might even say complacently: How many people in this world are lucky enough to wear the wedding dress sent by Mrs. Xue, who is the number one magician?

"But the city lord..." Mo looked back at his master, hesitating to speak.

How could it not be Yan Jinzhao?The peach blossom on the right shoulder, the suet white jade on the body, the facial features that are swollen but vaguely recognizable... He frowned slightly, "The city lord, the matter of the young lord..."

"If you find Jinzhao, you will naturally find the young master." Ye Gucheng said softly.

"...The subordinate is incompetent and failed the trust of the city lord." He failed the trust of the master, and should have committed suicide the day his wife's body was discovered.However, the young master has not been found yet, how could he die?No matter what, it is time to find the young master, so that he can be worthy of his master's training, and... only then can he comfort Madam's spirit in heaven.

Everyone believed that Yan Jinzhao was no longer alive, including Lu Xiaofeng.

Only Ye Gucheng stubbornly believed that the woman was just unwilling to be abandoned, so she chose to go far away.

"City Lord, madam, she..." Mo recalled the female corpse, although it had been buried, but no monument was erected.The master has already made up his mind, and he will never recognize that female corpse as his wife... But if this is the case, wouldn't the lady become a soul without an owner?