[Comprehensive wear] Flower blowing sword

The moon is full and the sky is full, and the moon is fuller.

Ye Gucheng looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and suddenly said: "Lu Xiaofeng, do you know why I stopped in the end?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Because of Ximen Chuuxue."

"That's right," Ye Gucheng sighed, "It's because of Ximen Chuuxue, you are right, this battle is my invitation letter, because I know how much Ximen Chuuxue desires this battle."

"He is a swordsman." Lu Xiaofeng said in a low voice: "He is a peerless swordsman, and so are you. Anyone who uses a sword cannot resist the temptation to duel with a peerless swordsman, especially now that Ximen Chuuxue has no opponent. Down."

The two of them walked neither fast nor slow.

Ye Gucheng withdrew his sour gaze, "The moment I told Ximen Chuuxue that I wanted to fight, I knew that I would definitely die."

Lu Xiaofeng was a little puzzled, "Why?"

"Because Ximen Chuuxue only has a sword in his heart." He suddenly paused, with a bitter smile on his face, "No, there is also Huamanlou, but Huamanlou is not his weakness, on the contrary, it is because He will be stronger when he is full of flowers, because he has to live, but I, I have more than a sword in my heart."

"You still have power and throne in your heart, Ximen Chuuxue is loyal to the sword, but you are not." Lu Xiaofeng said.

Ye Gucheng shook his head, "You are wrong, these things will not affect me, but besides these things, there is another person in my heart, and that person is my weakness."

Lu Xiaofeng fell silent, he already knew who Ye Gucheng was referring to.

He actually didn't know that Ye Gucheng liked Ximen Chuuxue, what he said at the time was purely for the sympathy between the two peerless swordsmen.

"You clearly know that you can't win against him, but why did you provoke this fight?" Lu Xiaofeng asked puzzled.

"You're wrong again. It's not that I can't win him, but that I can't kill him." Ye Gucheng smiled slightly, "As for why I want this fight, it's just a gamble."

"Gamble? Bet what?"

"Just bet on this Jiangshan Sheji. If you didn't show up today, I would have won the bet. Then Ximen Chuuxue and I wouldn't have to fight." Ye Gucheng said.

Lu Xiaofeng sighed, "Unfortunately, I showed up."

Ye Gucheng also sighed: "Yes, it's a pity that you showed up, so I lost the bet, but this bet is a must, so this battle must be fought."

"Ye Gucheng, it would have been great if you hadn't helped King Nan usurp the throne." Lu Xiaofeng said sadly, "I really want to make you my friend!"

"Hahaha," Ye Gucheng laughed loudly, "If I can get Lu Xiaofeng's sincerity, I've earned it."

Ye Gucheng smiled heartily, but Lu Xiaofeng's expression became more and more sad.

Because if what he assumed didn't exist, he still wouldn't be able to make Ye Gucheng a friend after all.

"Lu Xiaofeng, I still want to thank you." Ye Gucheng withdrew his smile, and said lightly, "If you hadn't stopped me, I might really have died with the emperor, and then I would really have lost everything."

"Do you know?" He looked at Lu Xiaofeng, his eyes were brighter than the moon on a full moon night, "Anyway, I will die tonight, if I die at the hands of Ximen Chuuxue, then he will never forget me for the rest of his life .”

"Because he will never meet an opponent like me who died under his sword again in his whole life."

For some reason, Lu Xiaofeng suddenly felt a little sour in his eyes.

The Hall of Supreme Harmony was close in front of him, and Ye Gucheng could see the dense crowd around him, as well as the swordsman in white on the roof.

As if sensing something, Ximen Chuuxue turned his head.

The eyes of the two met across the crowd, Ye Gucheng smiled slowly.

"Lu Xiaofeng, I hope you can help me with one thing. I will never let Ximen Chuuxue know about my assassination of the emperor."

Lu Xiaofeng opened his mouth, but then he closed it again and nodded heavily.

Ye Gucheng clenched the sword in his hand and walked forward step by step.

Looking at Ye Gu's straight back, Lu Xiaofeng suddenly stretched out his hand, but after a while, his hand could only hang down powerlessly, because he knew that he couldn't and couldn't stop it.

Just like what Ye Gucheng said, anyway, he will die tonight, so he might as well die at the hands of Ximen Chuuxue.

Ye Gucheng jumped onto the roof.

Under the full moon, Ximen Chuuxue's face was so white that it seemed to be shining.

"You're late." Ximen Chuuxue said lightly.

Ye Gucheng smiled slightly, "Sorry, I'm late." His eyes were focused on Ximen Chuuxue.

Because he understands that the person in front of him, the only person he likes in this life, the person he can't kill, will lose even one glance.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at him a little strangely, picked up the sword in his hand and said: "This sword is the sharpest weapon in the world. The blade is three feet seven inches, and the net weight is seven catties and 13 taels."

Ye Gucheng also raised the sword in his hand, and said: "This sword is an elite overseas cold sword. It blows hair and cuts hair. The blade is three feet three, and the net weight is six catties and four taels." (Extracted from the original work.)

There were many people watching under the roof, but there was no sound.

On the night of the full moon, at the top of the Forbidden City, with a sword coming from the west, the immortals fly from the sky!

Suddenly, there was a dragon chant, and the sword energy soared into the sky, and Ximen Chuuxue's sword had already been unsheathed.

Pale moon, pale sword, pale man.

Ye Gucheng sighed softly, his sword was also out of its sheath, his eyes were still focused on Ximen Chuuxue's body, since he stepped on this roof, his eyes never shifted.

Ye Gucheng's mouth moved slightly, "Ximen..."

The sword light flashed, and the two swords stabbed out almost at the same time. They moved very slowly, and the sword's momentum was not fast.

In the eyes of those who don't understand, this battle is neither fierce nor exciting.

But their swords and people are one, this is the heart sword.

Cold sweat broke out in Lu Xiaofeng's hands, Ximen Chuuxue's sword was not as decisive and sharp as before, there seemed to be a hindrance in his swordsmanship, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help turning his head to look at Huamanlou beside him.

Hua Manlou's expression was calm, but his hands were also covered with cold sweat.

The distance between the two was close at hand, and both swords thrust out with all their strength!

This is the last sword, the sword that decides the outcome.

Ximen Chuuxue found that his sword was one step slower than Ye Gucheng's. When his sword pierced Ye Gucheng's chest, Ye Gucheng's sword would pierce his throat first.

Could it be that he is about to lose? If he loses, he will die. He said that he would travel thousands of miles of mountains and rivers with Hua Manlou...

Ximen Chuuxue's sword pierced Ye Gucheng's chest, but Ye Gucheng's sword only grazed Ximen Chuuxue's neck and cut off a strand of his hair.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at Ye Gucheng in surprise, he was the one who was stabbed first by this sword.

Ye Gucheng still didn't take his eyes off Ximen Chuuxue, he smiled slowly.

Lu Xiaofeng felt his face brighten, he reached out his hand to wipe his face, and found that he was actually crying.

Ye Gucheng fell down.

The last movement of his fall was to hand his sword to Ximen Chuuxue.

Ximen Chuuxue bent down and took his sword. There was a little blood on the blade, and there was also a thin bloodstain on Ximen Chuuxue's white neck.

"Why?" His lips quivered.

Ye Gucheng opened his eyes wide, and his lips parted slightly, "I like you." Unfortunately, he is speechless now.

There was a smile on his face, and the figure of Ximen Chuuxue was in his eyes. In the end, his smile disappeared, and his eyes slowly closed reluctantly.

Huamanlou has come to Ximen Chuixue's side at some time.

Ximen Chuuxue's face showed the kind of loneliness that made him feel bad again, even if he couldn't see it, he could feel it.

There was still the last drop of blood on the sword, Ximen Chuuxue gently blew it off.

Holding Ye Gucheng's sword, he bent down to pick up Ye Gucheng's body, a drop of blood spilled from the scar on his neck, and was dripping on the amulet Huamanlou gave him around his waist.

A dazzling white light suddenly flashed.

Huamanlou held Ximen Chuuxue's arm almost subconsciously.

The white light was so dazzling that everyone raised their hands to cover it.

When they opened their eyes again, the three of them were no longer on the roof.

Without a trace.

The millstone in front of him suddenly moved, Jing Xiang looked at the scene in the millstone and smiled slowly.

"This is life."

The author has something to say:

Let the city lord make lunch

In fact, the death of the city lord under the sword of Ximen is the best ending

Without this battle, Ye Gucheng probably wouldn't have a particularly deep impression on Ximen Chuuxue

But if Ye Gucheng died under the sword of Ximen Chuuxue, or if Ximen Chuuxue took a step back, it would be different

Just like what Ye Gucheng said, Ximen Chuuxue will never meet someone with such superb swordsmanship but die by his sword in his whole life.

Although Ye Gucheng is dead, his sword and his people will be remembered in Ximen Chuixue's heart.

Blow you all out!come out faster!

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