[Lu Xiaofeng] Baixuechuqi

April [-], afternoon, almost dusk.

Today is the grand ceremony for Mu Zhenren's official enthronement as the head of Wudang.

Lu Xiaofeng was lying in the cool and quiet Tingzhu courtyard. He looked like a distinguished guest, but he was actually a prisoner under house arrest.

Ever since Taoist Mu rescued him from the sealed cave, no one doubted that Taoist Mu was an old swordsman.

"Otherwise, why would he take us to rescue you?"

This is the answer from Tie Jian and Abbot Shaolin.

Of course, other people's thoughts are also the same. This principle is as simple as "one plus one equals two".

So Mu Taoist became Mu Zhenren.

However, after a lot of time, Lu Xiaofeng understood what was going on.

If Taoist Mu killed him to silence him, even if everyone couldn't find any evidence, they would inevitably have doubts in their hearts.

But now he saved Lu Xiaofeng.

That not only proves that he is definitely not a veteran, but also can be exchanged for everyone's gratitude and respect for him.

Lu Xiaofeng can only admit that this is indeed the most cunning and meticulous plan he has ever known in his life, and Taoist Mu is indeed the most terrifying opponent he has ever met in his life.

This incident is undoubtedly the biggest setback in his life, and now he has no choice but to admit defeat.

Although he knew what was going on in his heart, he couldn't say it, because even if he said it, no one would believe it.

But even if he loses, he, Lu Xiaofeng, will not escape being discouraged, so he must attend this ceremony.

The bell rang, and the Wudang Hall was brightly lit.

Wearing a purple gold crown and a seven-star sword, Mu Zhenren looked even more dignified under the light.

The unrestrained and unrestrained Mu Taoist in the old days no longer exists.

Standing here at the moment is Wudang's No. 14 leader Mu Zhenren, who will never be underestimated by anyone.

And on Mu Taoist's left side, Ye Guhong, who was also dressed up to attend the ceremony, stood there in a daze, or his face was slightly pale, and his expression was complicated and tangled.

However, everyone present here knows that Ye Guhong has experienced various assassinations and poisonings, big and small, and suffered some injuries. The murderer was only recently caught. It was a Wudang Taoist priest who was jealous of him, so everyone didn't care. .

Except Lu Xiaofeng.

Because, he knew, the clever Ye Guhong should have already guessed that his master Mu Taoist is actually a veteran.

But so what?

This time, no matter what, it was Mu Taoist who won the victory, and there was nothing that could stop this villain who deserved the most punishment from gaining the highest glory.

Thinking about this, he tidied up his clothes, strode up, bowed to the tunnel and said, "Congratulations to the Taoist priest for being enthroned, Lu Xiaofeng is here to congratulate you."

Master Mu smiled, supported his arm, and said, "Don't be too polite, Mr. Lu."

Lu Xiaofeng was also smiling, and said: "The Taoist priest has gone through many hardships and finally got his wish, but Lu Xiaofeng is still Lu Xiaofeng, not Lu Daxia."

Although his attitude was respectful and polite, there was a needle-like sarcasm in his words.

Especially the four universes of "I got my wish".

He couldn't help but want Master Mu to know that although he was defeated, he was not an idiot.

Master Mu said: "Since Lu Xiaofeng is still Lu Xiaofeng, the old Taoist priest is still an old Taoist priest, so we are still friends, aren't we?"

Although he was smiling, there was a needle-like sharpness in his eyes.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly felt an irresistible force coming from him.

At this moment, the noble and glorious Wudang head disappeared, and he had become a generation of shady, arrogant, talented, and ruthless veteran swordsmen, as if he wanted to tell Lu Xiaofeng on purpose: "Even if I let you know who I am, what's the matter?" Why not? What can you do to me?"

He supported Lu Xiaofeng's shoulders and elbows with both hands, the upward force suddenly turned into a downward force.

This pressure is likely to cause two results-the bones of both arms are crushed, or they are crushed to the knees.

Lu Xiaofeng would rather break a hundred bones than kneel in front of this person.

Fortunately, his bones were not broken, and his arms had already been filled with real strength.

Resist with force, the weak will lose, there is absolutely no room for trickery and compromise.

There are also many kinds of martial arts to defeat the enemy, some use energy to win, some use strength to win, some use force to win, and some use skill to win.

Lu Xiaofeng's martial arts has always been unpredictable, unpredictable, and belongs to the last type of winning by cleverness.

But now that his true strength has been unleashed, it's like an arrow is on the string, a man is on the back of a tiger, and if he wants to withdraw, it's too late.

Because the opponent's strength is too strong, once his true strength is withdrawn, he will inevitably be crushed to pieces.

"puff!"

With a crisp sound, the stone slab he was standing on was crushed, and bead-sized beads of sweat appeared on his face.

The confrontation between the two was so sudden that the spectators at the side were at a loss and worried, but they did not dare to step forward.

Because, if someone joins at this time, then the confrontation between the two people must be a tragic result of one death and one serious injury.

So, the atmosphere was so deadlocked.

At this moment, there was an uproar outside the hall, and immediately, a young Taoist rushed towards him, looking very anxious. If nothing serious happened, he would never dare to break into the hall like this.

Master Mu suddenly smiled, and slid two steps, the heavy burden on Lu Xiaofeng's arms suddenly disappeared without a trace, which made him feel like he was going to fly.

He really couldn't think that his opponent could calmly withdraw his true strength under such circumstances. It seemed that he had lost this battle again.

Before he could catch his breath, Master Mu was able to speak and was asking the young disciple, "What happened?"

"Ye Gucheng is here!"

As soon as the young Taoist's words came out, Lu Xiaofeng and Mu Taoist were stunned at the same time.

The young Taoist didn't care about other people's reactions, and continued: "He must bring the sword up the mountain, the disciples are powerless to ask him to untie the sword, and the senior brothers of Xie Chiyan have all been injured, and the eighth uncle is trying his best to stop him now. …”

Boom!

Before he finished speaking, a person flew in and fell to the center of the hall.

It was the Eighth Master Uncle that the young Taoist population had mentioned just now.

Outside the main hall, Ye Gucheng was standing calmly in the yard, with a half-smile

Taoist Mu's expression changed, he looked at the middle-aged Taoist lying on the ground, and said, "City Master Ye, you have come from a long way, and you are far away, but did you do this without consideration?"

"Think about it? What's the point of not thinking about it?" Ye Gucheng said arrogantly, "I'm here to find fault with you, and it's just right to do so."

Taoist Mu frowned and said, "I don't know where to start?"

"Two points." Ye Gucheng stretched out two fingers and said, "First, you know the things you planned in the South China Sea, so you don't need me to say more?"

"...What about the second?"

"Secondly, that is..." Ye Gucheng's eyes froze, and he said, "You dare to bully my little Phoenix in front of me, you are too courageous!"

Lu Xiaofeng blushed instantly, and said loudly: "Your family is big!"

Spreading his hands, Ye Gucheng said: "To be honest, for me, the second point is more sinful than the first point that you offended me."

Mu Daoren said: "So, we have to pass the fight today?"

Ye Gucheng said: "Of course."

Clutching the sword at his waist, Taoist Mu stepped out of the gate of the Taoist temple, and Lu Xiaofeng rushed out immediately—Ye Gucheng and Taoist Mu are on the same level, and when they fight, one must die before they can stop. So he must follow up and protect Ye Gucheng when necessary.

At this time, it is the time when the spring grass is deep in Jiamu onion and mushroom.

However, in this lush vegetation, there is a pair of shining eyes.

Lu Xiaofeng's heart skipped a beat, and then he saw a woman wearing white linen filial piety, who suddenly came out from the bushes, holding an unsheathed sword in her hand, and pierced Mu Zhenren's heart with a sword.

Mu Zhenren was holding the hilt of the sword in his hand. It was easy to draw the sword to defeat the assassin, and it was easy to let her die by the sword.

But for some reason, he didn't pull out his sword, and when he saw this woman in white linen filial piety, he seemed to be shocked suddenly.

At this moment, the sword of the woman in white pierced into his heart like a poisonous snake.

However, Taoist Mu didn't fall down immediately, and was still looking at her in surprise, as if he still didn't believe it was true.

The expression on his face was not just surprise, but also an indescribable sadness and pain.

"You...you killed me?"

"You killed my father, of course I will kill you."

"Your father?"

"My father is the old knife that died under your sword."

Mu Zhenren's face twisted suddenly, these words were like a needle piercing his heart, even sharper than that fatal sword.

An indescribable fear suddenly appeared on his face.

That was never the fear of death.

He was afraid because all the inconceivable and inexplicable things in the world suddenly had answers at this moment, and all the things he never believed in, at this moment, he had to believe.

He suddenly sighed, and murmured: "Very good, very good..." Then, he fell down slowly.

Lu Xiaofeng also quietly watched the sword piercing his heart, and also watched him fall, only feeling cold all over his body, and an indescribable fear appeared on his face.

Skynet is restored, sparse but not leaking.

It seems that there really is a mysterious force in the dark, which is in charge of the fate of mankind. No one who should be punished can escape the sanction of "it".

Although this kind of power is invisible and intangible, everyone can feel his existence at any time.

Mu Taoist's fear is because he has already felt its existence.

Now Lu Xiaofeng has also felt it, he just feels full of awe, and almost can't help but kneel down, kneeling under this dark sky.

In a trance, there was a familiar body temperature beside him, a warm palm covering his head, and Ye Gucheng sighed sadly in his ears: "This is fate."

The skynet is restored, but it is sparse but not leaked; it is not that it does not report, but the time has not yet come.

He, who has done bad things in his previous life and received retribution, has the best experience of this, so in this life, he is very open-minded, grasping happiness as much as possible, and clinging to the people around him.

Lu Xiaofeng stared blankly at Ye Gucheng who was looking at the sky for a while with a complicated expression, then suddenly got up, stretched out his hand to grab the other's collar, and kissed him without hesitation.

Crackling, clattering, clattering...

This kiss not only shocked Ye Gucheng, but also successfully scared away the weapons in the hands of Ye Xue and the little Wudang Taoist who were confronting each other, as well as the people from all walks of life who came to watch the ceremony.

However, who is Ye Gucheng?Immediately, he took the initiative of the kiss and gave Lu Xiaofeng, who was rarely proactive, a limp kiss. He held his hand, pressed his forehead together and said, "Why are you so proactive all of a sudden?"

With a blushing face, Lu Xiaofeng whispered, "Don't show such a sad expression, idiot!"

"Yes." Kissing Lu Xiaofeng's forehead, knowing that the other party loves him, Ye Gucheng gently took his hand and said, "Go down the mountain, go back."

"okay."

Lu Xiaofeng clenched that hand - he wasn't going to let go.

The figures of the two slowly disappeared into the night, leaving only a group of petrified Jianghu people and various weapons dropped on the ground.

big news!After Ximen Zhuangzhu and Bai Shao, Ye Gucheng and Lu Xiaofeng also joined hands and stepped into the way of Longyang without hesitation!

The author has something to say: [If you write Qingzhu again, you will become a running account Emma! ! ! ! 】

[Suddenly realized this problem, and decisively turned to Lu Xiaofeng, but there will be some gaps in the middle...]

【Well, it's really 94 and 107 that locked people up in a mess...】

[Sorry, I will change and adjust it later, so please read it this way now.....]