Immortal sword edge

The first time he went to the South China Sea was when the lord of Baiyun City passed away. Although he had heard Ye Gucheng talk about the old lord who passed away countless times, he had never seen it with his own eyes.

He did not expect that the old city lord with good cultivation would pass away so early. He must be extremely sad, after all, he respected his father so much.

The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and there is a lone city Wanrenshan.

The city in the sea and sky is vast and majestic, calm and atmospheric, like a majestic giant crawling.

When he got off the boat, he saw that lonely and arrogant figure for the first time. The boy's figure was slender and straight, and his sharp and cold temperament was like a sharp sword hanging from his waist.

He curled his lips slightly, his brows relaxed, and he smiled quietly.

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Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuuxue found Ao Lianmin at the best restaurant in the city, and they happened to bump into Ao Lianyun who came out of the door.

Seeing the two of them, he was taken aback for a moment, then sighed: "You guys are here too, help me persuade him." He glanced back at the closed door, and said: "People from the Lin family are coming soon. , I have to go back, and he will trouble you." He said, shaking his head helplessly, and left with a sigh.

As soon as the two of them pushed open the door, a pungent smell of alcohol came to their faces. Ao Lianmin had a scumbag beard and dim eyes, pouring the wine into his mouth as if he didn't want money, and the transparent wine flowed all the way down his neck. down, wet the hemmed placket.

Seeing the two people coming in, Ao Lianmin slapped the table and stood up unsteadily, "Lu Xiaoji...come just in time...come here! Drink with me!"

Lu Xiaofeng didn't refuse, let alone persuade, directly took the wine jug handed to him by the other party and poured it up, until it was almost bottomed out, he wiped his face and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Happy! Hahaha..." Ao Lianmin slapped him on the shoulder, his whole body staggered and almost fell on him.

"Come on! Drink again!"

There was no conversation in the private room, except for the sound of cups being pushed and cups colliding, there was only the sound of two drunkards drinking.

Ximen Chuuxue was dressed in white and sat quietly watching them.

Lu Xiaofeng was already drunk and lay down, holding an empty wine jug in his arms, he never tried to persuade him from the beginning to the end, but just accompanied him to drink silently, and the other party didn't even refuse the glass of wine that was handed over to him.

Compared to him, Ao Lianmin is pretty good, at least he can stand up, but seeing him staggering to Ximen Chuuxue, and thrusting the wine bottle in his hand towards his face, it can be seen that he is also He was quite drunk, otherwise, if he left it in the past, how could he have such courage.

Ximen Chuuxue was not angry, or he was too lazy to be angry with a drunk, or more precisely, he was too lazy to be angry with a drunk who just lost his spouse and was promoted from a handsome man to a husband.

Looking at the wine that was frequently approaching his lips, he frowned, and finally took a careful sip from the mouth of the bottle.

But obviously, his capacity for alcohol is not very good, just a small sip, a thin layer of blush appeared on his ice-like face, such a bright color added a rare color to this always cold man .

Ao Lianmin grinned, took the wine bottle nonchalantly, and poured it straight up.

Ximen Chuuxue, who is obsessed with cleanliness, frowned fiercely at such a manly gesture. He sat down at the table, picked up an upside-down wine glass, filled it with water, and brought it to his mouth slowly. After drinking, a layer of water appeared in his dark eyes, and he said: "I don't think the death of a woman should make you lose your composure, even if she is about to become your wife."

The seemingly drunk person froze. He lay on the table, his proud head buried deeply between his arms, and a slightly choked voice came out vaguely: "She is my hope, my only one." hope of..."

Ximen Chuuxue didn't speak again, just drinking one cup after another.

Dark night.

As soon as Tang Mu stepped into the door, he saw the mess in the room.

The smell of wine was pungent, and the empty wine bottles were crumbling and rolling all over the floor.

Lu Xiaofeng hugged the wine jar, sleeping on the ground, with a loud snoring sound from his throat; Ao Lianmin, whose hair was disheveled, was lying on the table with a shaggy beard, and his clothes were wrinkled, half of his body was wetted by the transparent wine; The old Ximen Chuuxue was sitting leaning against the wall, as if closing his eyes to rest his mind, if one ignores the thin blush on his face.

This is so confusing!Tang Mu stroked his forehead with a headache.

Across the messy ground, he walked towards the man in white clothes sitting quietly, meditating for a moment, the corners of his lips curled up, and he smiled slyly.

He bent down slightly, and before he could touch the corner of the other person's clothes, suddenly there was a sound of wind behind him, and white shadows flickered from the corner of his eyes.

"City Lord Ye!" He slowly straightened up with a weak smile.

Ye Gucheng nodded slightly, and left with the person in his arms.

Looking at the distant figure, Tang Mu's eyes darkened, and the smile on his lips gradually disappeared.

The moonlight shines through the clouds, shining white and shining, filling the sky and the earth.

When the night wind blew, the already extremely wary person gradually woke up. In just a moment, he understood his current situation.

It should be an extremely embarrassing thing to be hugged by someone like this, let alone such a proud person like him, but he is extremely reluctant to let go for a while. How many years has it been since he touched this kind of warmth?There is also the familiar yet unfamiliar cold fragrance on this person.

In this quiet and silent night, can he be a little weaker and let himself indulge for a while?

The smooth forehead rested gently on his shoulder, and Ximen Chuuxue gently closed his eyes.

Ye Gucheng naturally knew every move of the person in his arms. He thought he would be unhappy, and he was even ready to let him go. Unexpectedly, he just quietly leaned in his arms, bringing The alcohol-smelling breath sprayed on his neck, making his muscles tense slightly.

In this way, Ximen Fuxue can be described as docile...

He pursed his lips, knowing clearly in his heart that this was all due to drunken groggy, Ximen Chuuxue with clear consciousness would never have such a "showing weakness" side, he would always be tough and cold, and would never compromise!

It was already dark when we returned to the west courtyard, Ye Gucheng put the man in his arms on the bed, the room was dark and gloomy, only the bright white moonlight shining in from the window.

Under the hazy moonlight, he could clearly see the slightly red corners of the other party's eyes. After standing quietly for a moment, he turned and left.

He left without seeing the slightly raised right hand of the person who seemed to be in deep sleep.After all, he is Ximen Chuuxue, and the short-term dependence on drunkenness is already the limit of his indulgence, no matter how much he can do, he can't do it.

The white and fat fox jumped out from nowhere with a whoosh, landed beside his pillow, was embraced by his hands, and held tightly in his arms.

The door was pushed open with a creak, and a long shadow was reflected on the ground. The snow-white fox suddenly raised its small head, and its dark eyes gurgled.

After the oil lamp on the table was lighted slowly, he jumped out of Ximen Chuuxue's embrace and jumped into the bed with a whoosh.

Ye Gucheng walked to the bed with the bowl in his hand, and said to the man who was quietly watching him: "Get up and drink some hangover soup, or you will have another headache tomorrow."

A simple word "again", the person who said it didn't notice it, but the person who heard it changed his expression, and then slowly sat up with his body propped up.

The pitch-black soup did not taste good, but people who were always picky eaters drank it without leaving anything.

Ye Gucheng took the empty porcelain bowl and was about to turn around, but the other party grabbed his wrist.

The dim lights flickered and crackled.

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes were dark and deep, with a faint luster, like the surface of a frozen lake, sparkling with waves, carrying a strange meaning.

Ye Gucheng remained motionless, his whole body was like a marble statue, until a pair of soft, bitter lips were gently printed on the corners of his lips.

That kind of touch is really light, with a touch of intimacy, just like the butterfly he saw during the day, fluttering its wings and resting on the flower.

His heart trembled, and his hands seemed to be raised consciously, trying to wrap his arms around the opponent's flexible waist tightly.

There was a sound of broken porcelain, which was the sound of a porcelain bowl falling to the ground. Ye Gucheng suddenly came back to his senses, as if waking up suddenly from a beautiful and illusory dream. He looked like he was fleeing in despair, without even glancing at the person opposite.

Ximen Chuixue's eyes were drooping, and his jet-black hair fell on his neck. He slowly raised his right hand, his wide sleeve covered most of his face, and a vague whisper escaped from behind his sleeve; "Gucheng, so I This is how I miss you..."

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Ling Xiao, who saw this scene from beginning to end, flicked his tail fiercely, wishing to raise his head to the sky and scream, what a great opportunity this was, and it was just lost in vain!

What kind of kiss are you talking about? It’s more effective than any tenderness offensive if you just take off your clothes and throw yourself into the topic. If someone eats it, you’re afraid that he’ll repent and renege on his debt. How about your courage to eat people up and wipe them out? !

As an attacker, what is the most important thing?It's not force, it's not status, it's not age, it's thick-skinned!And now you are just being admired by the other party, and you look devastated and heartbroken. You have simply forgotten all my teachings for so many years!

At this moment, Ling Xiao wanted to wake him up immediately, but looking at his furry paws, he shrugged his head and lay down on the bed in great frustration.

Tonight will be a sleepless night for many.

In Ao Lianmin's room, Ao Lianyun expended a lot of energy to clean up the drunken alcoholic, and carried the sleeping man to the bed, and he was out of breath.

Touching his strong chin, Ao Lianyun was in a daze, and the words he said had an unspeakable meaning, "Is she so important? So that losing her makes you so desperate?"

He was answered by a series of grunts!