[Lu Xiaofeng] Final Boss

September eleventh.morning.

Before the midnight mist had yet turned into the morning dew, Sikong Zaixing had already gotten up early, and in the dim light before dawn, he was doing various exercises alone in the courtyard.

Those who do their job must keep every inch of the body in the best flexible state all the time, which actually requires a lot of exercise.

After finishing those exercises, Sikong Zhaixing took a hot bath, and then returned to his room, waiting for Ye Gucheng to play the last game of chess with him.

For the past two days, Ye Gucheng has been playing chess with him.

There are definitely not many people who can observe the life of Baiyun City Lord up close.

There are not many people who can play chess with Lord Baiyun for two consecutive days.

Sikong Zhaixing picked up a sunspot and landed it on the chessboard, but his tone was not without gloom: "Have you ever lost?"

Few people know that Sikong Zhaixing's chess skills are as good as his lightness kung fu, but he has played against Ye Gucheng for two days, and he has never won once!

"Yes." Ye Gucheng clings to Baizi, but his white hands are whiter than the white porcelain in his hands, "I lost to Taoist Guomu."

Sikong Zhaixing got excited: "The Mu Taoist who claims to be the third in swordsmanship, second in poetry and wine, and number one in Go?"

Ye Gucheng smiled: "He can beat me six out of ten times, but I let him win two of them."

Sikong Zhaixing was stunned, it seems that he didn't feel wronged by losing.

But why don't you let me once?In this last round, he was going to lose anyway, and Sikong Zhaixing suddenly broke the can.

"You and Ximen Chuuxue knew each other in the past?" He asked a little absent-mindedly. Although the two swordsmen are famous all over the world, Ye Gucheng rarely appears in the Central Plains, and the chances of meeting Ximen Chuuxue are actually not many.

Ye Gucheng said indifferently: "I know."

He didn't even lift his head, as if getting to know Ximen Chuuxue was just a natural thing.

Sikong Zhaixing immediately became excited, his eyes were wider than the lanterns: "You must have met more than once."

"I've seen it five or six times."

Sikong Zhaixing's thoughts immediately diverged: "When you met, were you very close?"

Ye Gucheng retracted his robe sleeves, and a white piece gracefully landed on the chessboard: "It's like you are so close to me now."

Sikong Zhaixing couldn't help but stop his movements and looked at him without blinking.

Seeing Ye Gucheng all the time, he had to stop and look at him.

Sikong Zhaixing has put down the chess piece, resting his chin, his expression is very serious, because it is related to the professionalism and dignity of stealing the king: "If you have any secrets between you, you'd better tell me some, so that I can help you There will be less chance of embarrassment." He blinked, "For example, what were you doing when you met?"

"Drinking tea and chatting. Ximen Chuuxue and I met in April this year, and the last time we met was in late July. This is all we have between us, and you can do whatever you want." Ye Gucheng dropped a white ball and quickly ended the relationship There is no suspense in the battle.He could see that Sikong Zhaixing was focused on gossip and not interested in fighting.

To deal with people who gossip, there are also ways to gossip.Ye Gucheng moved the chessboard aside, looked at Sikong Zaixing, and suddenly said: "It's not a fault to be beautiful, why do you care so much about others knowing your appearance?"

Sikong Zhaixing's monkey-cheeked face is of course a fake face, very different from his original face.

Hearing the word "beautiful", Sikong Zhaixing's fake face suddenly flushed red: "You said you wouldn't tell others!"

"I promised not to tell others." But I didn't promise not to tell you.

But Ye Gucheng didn't bother with him anymore, he had already stood up and reached out to pick up the snow-white robe hanging by his side.

He had already given Sikong Zhaixing two days, after playing this game of chess, he will go out.

"Hey, I haven't finished yet..." Sikong Zhaixing still didn't give up, "Where are you going?"

"Go to Zhangjiakou." Ye Gucheng put on his outer robe gracefully and neatly, and walked to the door.

"Hey... I really have something to tell you!"

Ye Gucheng's hand has already pressed the doorknob: "You say."

Sikong Zhaixing quickly sat down, and said seriously: "This time I came to the capital, originally there were a lot of people who made an appointment to ask me to do things. Although I took your business, there are some people's business that I can't easily turn down."

Ye Gucheng turned around: "For example?"

Sikong Zhaixing picked up a chess piece, which was black: "For example, the one you mentioned the day before yesterday."

Gong Nine?

Gong Jiu actually came to the capital?

Ye Gucheng thought about it for a second, but felt that it was reasonable, how could Gong Jiu not come to take advantage of such an earth-shattering event.

And once he comes, it must be more than just taking advantage of the excitement.

As soon as Gong Jiu came, it was already a variable that could not be ignored.

His cold star-like eyes showed a kind of prudent vigilance: "What does Gong Jiu want you to do?"

Originally, he would not ask Sikong Zhaixing such a question, and Sikong Zhaixing would not answer this kind of question.But he asked, and Sikong Zhaixing actually answered: "I don't know yet." He even added, "Perhaps even he himself doesn't know yet."

When Gong Jiu does things, he is indeed cunning and scheming in many cases, but there are also many times when he is happy with himself.

Ye Gucheng thought for a while, and said seriously: "As long as you don't miss my business, I don't care what Gong Jiu asks you to do." Then he showed that kind of heart-shattering smile, "But you have to understand, Gong Jiu You can let me know about Jiu, but you can't let Gong Jiu know about me."

Because the involvement in this matter is too great, even Gong Jiu must be accurately calculated.

The door has been opened, and the swaying mountains and mist rush in with the morning breeze. The smile of Baiyun City Lord, as if far away in the clouds, is elegant, hazy, mysterious, but with a fatal attraction.

Sikong Zhaixing sighed: "This is my favor to you."

Stealing Wang Sikong and picking up the stars, he has never used his professional ethics to repay the favor of others.