[Lu Xiaofeng] Final Boss

September twelfth.

Taiheju.

Taiheju is a big teahouse.Although it is big, it is always crowded, especially in the morning and after lunch, there are too many people who come to drink tea.

Because the teahouses in the capital are not as simple as other places, and the people who come here are not purely for tea.Most of the people are workers from all walks of life who come here to wait for errands, such as masons, carpenters, tent builders, sedan chair bearers, cart drivers, cooks, and waiters.

And in every industry, there will be several fixed tables. Even if they are temporarily empty, other people will never sit on them casually, so that the merchants who come to hire people will not find the wrong table.

In such a messy and uncluttered place, it is easy to become a distribution center for all kinds of gossip.

Hundreds of thousands of martial arts heroes suddenly poured into the capital, and many of them sat here drinking tea and waiting for news every day.

Wait for any news about Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue.

So the Taihe Residence became even more crowded, so the boss had no choice but to build a summer awning outside the teahouse, and added a dozen tables.

Because these people are willing to drink tea while drinking northwest wind.

The honest monk appeared in Taihe Residence at noon on September [-]th.

Of course he was also sitting in the pergola outside the teahouse.

He seemed to have traveled a long way, and as soon as he sat down, he ordered a pot of the cheapest "two hundred packs" of old tea and drank it.After almost drinking the pot of tea, Qi Niu took out a few twist rolls wrapped in oil paper from his bosom, and ate them bit by bit.

Take a bite and sigh.

After eating three, I have already sighed seven or eight.

Sitting at the table next to the honest monk are the Four Swords of Tianmen from Jingmen, Hubei.Tianmen Four Swords recognized the honest monk, so Chen Tianlin, the boss of Tianmen Four Swords, moved the two plates of steamed buns on his table to the honest monk's table.

"What is the master sighing?"

When the honest monk saw the steamed buns, his eyes lit up, he reached out and grabbed one, put it in his mouth, and said vaguely: "I'm sighing about Ye Gucheng."

As soon as the word "Ye Gucheng" came out, dozens of pairs of ears were pricked up.

The eyes of the Four Swords of Tianmen also shone.

The honest monk chewed the steamed bun in his mouth a few mouthfuls, took another sip of tea, wiped his mouth, and sighed again: "Ye Gucheng could have won, but he was injured!"

As soon as this remark came out, several impatient people had already got up.

"Why is he injured!"

"The monk met him fighting Tang Tianyi, the eldest son of Tang Sect, in Zhangjiakou yesterday. The Flying Immortal Flying Outside the Sky really shocked the world. He seriously injured Tang Tianyi with one move. It's a pity that he himself was hit by Tang Tianyi's poisonous sand!"

If he was hit by the Tangmen poisonous sand, even if he didn't die at the time, he wouldn't live for long.The old monk heaved a long sigh, then picked up the steamed bun and stuffed his mouth.

There were shouts from the audience, Chen Tianlin's face turned pale, he snatched the steamed bun from the honest monk's mouth, and asked, "Why does he want Tang Tianyi to fight!"

No one cares who Ye Gucheng fights against.But the decisive battle is imminent, and his fate is not only his own.

This battle not only attracted those who learn martial arts and swords, but also involved the wealth and fate of countless people.

Because there are too many people who have placed their bets on Gucheng.

The honest monk looked at the robbed steamed bun with a look of grievance, but murmured: "The monk can't say, the monk can't say..."

can not say.

Ximen Chuuxue heard the news of Ye Gucheng's injury, of course earlier than Tianmen Four Swords.

Ye Gucheng did fight Tang Tianyi and seriously injured Tang Tianyi, and Tang Tianyi did send out arsenopyrite.

But Ye Gucheng was injured, it was from Tang Tianyi's mouth.When he said this to Ye Gucheng after he was seriously injured, he had a look of resentment: "You have been poisoned by my arsenopyrite, and you will not live long."

But whether Ye Gucheng has been poisoned by the poisonous sand or not, even the honest monk is not sure.Ye Gucheng's lightness kung fu was so good that he couldn't see clearly at all.And the only mission given to him by Nanwang Mansion is to bring the news of Ye Gucheng's injury back to the capital.

Ximen Chuuxue was sitting in Hefangzhai, the autumn sun shone on his white clothes, and also on his slightly frowned eyebrows like ice and snow.

Under normal circumstances, Tang Tianyi would never be able to hurt Ye Gucheng.

Under normal circumstances, Ye Gucheng would not fight Tang Sect masters before the decisive battle.

Under normal circumstances, the Southern Palace should not publicize the news that its ally Ye Gucheng was injured.

This is obviously done on purpose.

The purpose may be to create chaos in the capital.Because the more chaotic the capital, the more conducive to their conspiracy to unfold.

Ximen Chuuxue really cared about Ye Gucheng, and he had every reason to care about Ye Gucheng more than others.But at the same time, he has never underestimated Ye Gucheng, no matter from the sword or from other aspects.

Because Ximen Chuuxue himself is exactly that kind of person.

He suddenly asked Xue Yiren next to him: "Why did Ye Gucheng fight Tang Tianyi?"

Xue Yiren was a little hesitant: "I heard from Tang Tianyi that it was Ye Gucheng... who molested his wife while he was away." He didn't take the initiative to tell Ximen Chuuxue because he himself didn't believe it at all.

"what?"

Would Ye Gucheng flirt with other people's wives?

Who came up with a bad idea? ?

Ximen Chuuxue's first reaction was to laugh, but he was too unaccustomed to laughing, so he could only put on a very weird expression and endured it quite hard, so that even Xue Yiren couldn't bear to lower his head.

"Even if it's false news, I still need to confirm it." Ximen Chuuxue looked at the flower path in the courtyard, the wind was blowing, and the yellow chrysanthemums beside the path were swaying the autumn leaves, reminding him of the time he walked with Ye Gucheng. That grassy path.

He suddenly realized that with Ye Gucheng, he still couldn't be as rational as he imagined.

"Tonight, I will go to the eunuch's den." Ye Gucheng might appear there, because according to Gu Qingfeng's information, Nanwang and Du Tongxuan will meet there tonight.

Xue Yiren raised her head slightly in surprise.

If Ye Gucheng is here, this is somewhat risky.And he originally thought that Ximen Chuuxue would never want to go to a place like the eunuch's den.

But he didn't say much: "I'll prepare it for the owner."

At the end of September [-]th, news of Ye Gucheng's injury had spread throughout the capital.

Sure enough, the capital was in chaos.