Immortal sword edge

The waves were rolling, and the back waves pushed the front waves against the hard rock walls, and the sea water splashed and spit out white foam.

The long black hair fluttered in the air, and the large clothes were already soaked, and they were blown by the night wind blowing from the sea.

With his hands behind his back, Ye Gucheng looked up at the gloomy word, with a calm expression and no waves in his eyes, but his face became extremely pale in an instant.

The sky was getting darker, and it was obvious that his inner strength was deep, but he felt cold, very cold.

In the dark night, a white shadow flashed, and he had disappeared in place.

In the city lord's mansion, the lights were brightly lit.

As soon as Ye Gucheng entered the door, he said to Ye Bai who was rushing towards him: "Prepare the boat! Go to sea!"

Ye Bai was startled, "Now?"

"Immediately!" Ye Gucheng's tone was firm.

"But," he looked worriedly at the blood oozing from the man's white clothes, and said, "The city lord's injury..."

Ye Gucheng interrupted with a flick of his sleeve, and shouted in a deep voice: "No need to say more!"

Ye Bai didn't dare to persuade him anymore, he knew that the other party's mood was extremely bad now, as long as it was related to the owner of Wanmei Villa, he would always lose control easily, and the only thing he could do was to quickly prepare ships and manpower so that He made it out to sea.

Baiyun City and Wanmei Mountain Villa are separated by more than a thousand miles, one south and one north. After landing, Ye Gucheng went north without stopping, chasing the person who had left.

In fact, he was not sure what to say or what to do after seeing the other party. There seemed to be only one thought in his mind, that is to see him, to see him soon.

The injury on his body seemed to be hurting more and more, and his mind was dizzy. If he looked in the mirror, he could find that his face was pale and haggard, bloodless, and extremely ugly.

hiss!The horse under his crotch neighed, turned his front knee, and fell to the ground.Ye Gucheng patted the saddle, jumped up lightly, and the white figure fell to the ground lightly like a fallen leaf.

The white horse lying on the ground was foaming at the mouth, covered in sweat, and was already out of shape with exhaustion. It let out a breath, its big and energetic eyes gradually dimmed, wet with a little reluctance, and then forever I closed my eyes.

Ye Gucheng's eyes flashed, he gently stroked the smooth fur of the white horse, and then he stretched his figure and left without looking back.

When he finally caught up with Ximen Chuuxue's carriage, he was already at the gate of Wanmei Villa. He stood in the distance, hiding himself behind the trees, watching him get off the carriage, watching him purse his lips, watching Nuan Nuan The bright sunlight outlined a golden halo on his body, but he never appeared in front of him.

Because he saw a man, a handsome man in blue clothes, he happily greeted him from the village, and hugged the man in white clothes tightly. Did not refuse.

There was a pain in my heart gradually, it was not severe, just like being pricked by a thin needle, it hurt continuously.

In front of the gate of Wanmei Villa, Ximen Chuuxue paused slightly before turning his head to look into the distance.

"What?" Tang Mu, who was holding his arm, asked in confusion.

Ximen Chuuxue shook his head, "No, it's nothing." Then he went straight to the village.

Boom!The heavy door slammed shut behind him.

The sound of the wind whistled in my ears, and the man in white leaped straight through the air like a streamer, so fast that only a few afterimages could be seen.

Tapping his toes, he jumped up again. He didn't care about his gradually weakened body. He only felt very hot, very hot. There was a fire burning in his chest, but he couldn't vent it.

Ah——a long howl sounded, and the sound waves rolled straight into the sky, carrying endless anger and tragedy.

When he was exhausted, he staggered, and his whole body fell like a white crane with its wings broken.

Weeds were spreading and dead trees were overgrown. He was lying on his back, his thick eyelashes trembling slightly, his broad chest heaving violently, his white clothes were stained and stained with withered yellow branches and leaves, and the deep red blood was gradually oozing from his chest.

The noble and proud Baiyun City Lord had never been so embarrassed before. The high sun shone brightly, hurting his eyes.

He propped himself up on the ground and sat up. The surrounding environment was very familiar. Even though the season was different and there was no white snow, he still recognized it at a glance.

Not far to the right is a small hill, neither high nor low, neither steep nor steep, gray soil, black mud, very ordinary, very ordinary, not at all different from any other hill.

But when it fell into his eyes, his heart ached!

Many years ago, it was there that a young man in a red wedding dress waited for seven days. Even though it was freezing and snowing heavily, even though he knew that the person he was waiting for would not come, he remained firm and persistent until he could no longer hold on and passed out. On the ground, he was carried away by the woman in the same red dress, ending the hopeless waiting.

The fainted boy would not know that the person he was waiting for had already arrived, so he hid in the grove opposite the hill, watching him quietly.

At that time, Ye Gucheng didn't know why he came, as if there was a person in his mind constantly urging him, making him unable to help himself and had to come.And what he saw after he came here made him shocked, painful, and confused, and all kinds of feelings came to his heart, but his feet couldn't take half a step anyway.

The boy in red and black hair waited on the top of the mountain for seven days, and he stayed with him below for seven days, the cold chill piercing into the marrow of his bones.

He thought that he would always be there, right where he could see it when he turned his head, because Ximen Chuuxue was such a persistent person, but he forgot that no matter how firm and powerful the other party was, he was still a human being after all, and he would Angry, hurt, heartbroken, finally, after he evaded and pushed away again and again, the man chose to let go.

It's not anyone's fault!There is nothing wrong with the disheartened Ximen Chuuxue, and there is nothing wrong with seizing the opportunity to win over the beloved Tang Mu. It is also not wrong for me to wait until it is too late to know that I am in love with the other party. Everything is fate. , I can't help it at all, that's all!

He smiled lowly, a thread of blood slithered down the corner of his lips, and the wound on his right rib that repeatedly cracked seemed to be numb, and he couldn't feel the slightest pain.Amber eyes slowly closed, and his whole body fell back weakly.

"Axue..." The low and overflowing voice was soft and affectionate, lingering.

The autumn wind gradually picked up and rolled up the withered and yellow leaves. Ye Gucheng had already passed out, so he didn't see a black shadow not far away, walking slowly towards him.

The wide hem of the clothes meanders on the ground, fluttering when the wind blows, and the truncated waist is extremely slender, as if it will break if you exert a little force.

The man stood in front of the fainted person, looked at him quietly for a moment, and then chuckled, "It turned out to be an acquaintance!" Slowly stretching out his thin hands from his sleeves, he sighed, "It's really miserable." !" Seeing that the slender fingertips were about to touch the opponent's skin, a white light flashed suddenly, and the sharp claws scratched at the back of the man's hand.

The skinny wrist retracted, reached out, and tightly grasped the back of the fox's neck.

The snow-white chubby fox screamed, its limbs danced wildly, and its big fluffy tail swayed wildly in the air.

The man coughed lightly and said with a smile, "It's you again!"

As if a switch had been pressed, the moment Ling Xiao heard the sound, Ling Xiao's movements stopped suddenly, his whole body froze, and his glazed eyes stared straight at the pointed and thin skin under the golden mask. And the pale chin, the expression is full of disbelief - if anyone can understand the expression of the fox!

The man seemed a little strange why it stopped moving suddenly, and scratched its chin lightly, he said: "Since you ran out by yourself, come back with me!" Then, he really hugged her like that. Then the fox turned away and never looked back.

Wanmei Villa.

Ximen Chuuxue stood under the tree with his hands behind his back, the golden sunlight cast scattered light and shadows on him through the dense branches and leaves.

There was a sound of brisk footsteps, he turned around, and saw a young man in blue running quickly with a plate.

Tang Mu put the things in his hands on the stone table, and then beckoned: "Come and taste it, this is a snack I made myself, and I have learned from Shuying for several days!"

Ximen Chuuxue raised his eyebrows, just as he walked to the table, he was stuffed with a pastry.The taste was not very good, too much sugar was added, it was a bit greasy, but seeing his bright eyes full of expectation, he still nodded slightly.

Tang Mu's smile became brighter, and he quickly kissed him on the face, saying: "If you like it, I will do it for you next time!"

"Okay." Ximen Chuuxue's voice was flat and indulgent.

The person sitting on the stool and eating the pastry did not see the gloomy eyes flashed by the person beside him at that moment. It was a look of love and hate, and the expression of extreme pain. It was the unwilling anger of a wounded beast, and even more so. It was a desperate struggle to the extreme!