Immortal sword edge

When Ao Lianmin rushed to Wanmei Villa overnight, he didn't see the person he wanted to see, and it was Han Shuying who received him.

From her mouth, he found out that Ximen Chuuxue had already left the house three days ago, and no one knew his whereabouts, not even the close Ruhan Shuying, he didn't tell.

He was still a step late, Ao Lianmin stood under a plum tree with his hands behind his back, with a complex expression on his face.

He didn't know very well about Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue, but he did understand the general situation, so he was one of the people who least wanted to see this duel.

He didn't want his friends to be as painful and desperate as he was emotionally, and there was no possibility of even a little recovery.

"Are you worried?" Han Shuying sat quietly on the railing, her fiery red clothes swaying to the ground.

Ao Lianmin smiled wryly, "How can you not worry, when two swords strike each other, one of them will break."

Han Shuying sighed and said: "The owner is a stubborn person, and no one can change what he has decided!"

"I know." Lu Xiaofeng said this before coming here, but Ao Lianmin said: "I don't want him to regret it later!"

Do you regret it?Han Shuying sighed again, she didn't know if he would regret it in the future, but she knew that he would definitely not regret it now!

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Ximen Chuuxue didn't know that he and Ao Lianmin had missed each other, and he didn't know what the other party said about him. He was now in a small ancient temple.

The bells echoed, the ancient temple is really small, there is only one old Taoist priest with a wrinkled face, a blue cloth robe that has been washed white, with several large and small patches on the hem.

Seeing the white figure coming in, the old Taoist narrowed his chaotic eyes, slowly got up and made a salute, and then sat back on the futon to take a nap.

Ximen Chuuxue walked through the Taoist temple and walked in.

red!The overwhelming red marks come into view!

The maple leaves are like fire, with countless pieces flying down like falling flowers, printing and dyeing the not-so-large courtyard with a bright red like blood!

In the crimson color, the whiteness is so eye-catching, like snow crystal clear, not stained with dust.

As if he heard the movement behind him, the man turned around, his face was cold, his skin was white, his amber eyes were clear and lonely, like a cloud floating in the sky.

"You're here." He said calmly, his voice was soft and undisguised.

Snow-white boots lightly stepped on the fallen maple leaves, making a rustling sound, Ximen Chuixue walked to Ye Gucheng's side, and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

For a while, neither of them spoke, they just quietly admired the fiery scenery in front of them.

I don't know how long it took, until the sound of footsteps sounded again, and the old Taoist priest took a pot of tea and two cups, and put them on the stone table in the courtyard.Nodding slightly towards the two of them, he walked out of the yard again.

Ye Gucheng walked to the table, picked up the teapot, filled two cups, and said: "I wanted to invite you to drink, but there is no wine in the Taoist temple, so I can only invite you to drink tea."

Ximen Chuuxue stood opposite him, picked up one of the cups of tea, and drank it slowly, "That's good."

The two looked at each other, and then looked away from each other, with a calm expression on their faces.

Ye Gucheng played with the jade cup in his hand, and suddenly said: "The day of the decisive battle between you and me is just around the corner, does the owner know why I invited you here?"

Ximen Chuuxue gently put her life back on the table, and said flatly, "Please tell me."

The amber phoenix eyes focused on him again, and he solemnly said word by word: "Because I once promised a person that I would take him to see the maple leaves like fire and the sky full of morning glow. Although it is too late, I It finally did."

Ximen Chuuxue's expression was in a trance for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure, without any emotion.

"The past is over, why mention it again!"

Ye Gucheng felt a bit of bitterness in his heart. He had always said this sentence to him. He never thought that there would be a day when it would be reversed, and it was even more sour in his ears. When he said this sentence to himself Did he feel the same way when he spoke?Bitter and astringent, but can't say anything, can't do anything, and hide everything in his heart.

"There is nothing to mention." He raised his sleeves, drank tea, and covered up the pain that flashed across his brows, "It's just that in seven days it will be the decisive battle between you and me, and there will only be one of us." survived, and I don't want to leave any regrets!"

Is this your regret?Ximen Chuuxue was silent. He recalled what happened when he was trapped in the secret room of Tsing Yi Building. He also asked him what regrets he had. At that time, he didn't answer, but he didn't expect to know in the end.If these words were spoken at that time, he would definitely be ecstatic, but now his heart is peaceful, without any waves.

Ye Gucheng didn't speak anymore, because he had finished what he wanted to say, and it was already evening, the sun was shining brightly, and it was as bright as fire, dyeing half of the sky red...

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At night, the two spent the night in the Taoist temple. There was only a wall between each other's rooms.

Ye Gucheng sat quietly at the table, the dim light shone brightly on his face, making it blurry.

Suddenly, there was a regular knock on the door. He was a little surprised and got up to open the door.

As soon as the door of the room was opened, Ye Gucheng smelled a fragrance, and saw Ximen Chuuxue, who was dressed in white, standing quietly outside the door holding a tray. In the tray, a bowl of steaming longevity noodles was unexpectedly It looks very warm.

"You..." Ye Gucheng was surprised, and an unbelievable light flashed in his amber phoenix eyes.

Ximen Chuuxue raised his eyebrows, walked past the other party and approached the room, gently placed the noodles in the tray on the table, wiped his chopsticks, arranged them neatly, and then said lightly, "Auspicious birthday!"

Ye Gucheng was silent, his whole body froze in place, as if he had turned into a marble statue.

Ximen Chuuxue frowned, and said lightly, "You should do it while it's hot."

Ye Gucheng suddenly woke up, his white face was extremely complicated.He walked slowly to the table and sat down, picked up the chopsticks, the bowl of noodles in the bowl was very good-looking, a few green vegetables, two slices of beef, and a fried golden poached egg, which was better than when he was 15 years old. It's done so much better, even the taste is much more normal than the previous bowl, and it can even be said to be very good!

He ate very seriously and carefully, bite by bite as if he was eating the most delicious thing in the world, noodles, beef, vegetables, poached eggs, and finally even the noodle soup.

It turned out that he still remembered it after all!

Ye Gucheng lowered his eyes, hiding the turbulent emotions in his eyes.A bowl of noodles and a word of congratulations shattered his previous determination.

Such a Ximen Chuuxue, such a Ximen Chuuxue...how could he bear it?How can he let go? !At this moment, he is willing to do anything for him, just to keep the warmth of this night.

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In the early morning of the next day, when Ximen Chuuxue got up, Ye Gucheng had already left, and he just rubbed the small wound on his fingertips that he accidentally made last night, with his usual expressionless face.

The sky is getting white, and a warm orange color is beginning to appear in the east.The old Taoist priest was struggling to sweep the fallen leaves in the courtyard with a big broom, and his back seemed to bend even more with the encouragement of his Taoist robe.

Seeing the man who opened the door and came out, he stopped what he was doing, and said: "The benefactor has gotten up, there is millet porridge cooking in the pot, and I will serve some for you right now."

"No need." Ximen Chuuxue said lightly, then walked past him, ready to leave.

The day of the decisive battle is just around the corner, and it's time for him to leave for the capital.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that his whole body moved, and quickly jumped to the side. Several small darts brushed his sleeves and shot into the soil on the ground like lightning.

Ximen Chuuxue turned sideways slightly, and then saw a piece of fiery red.

The fiery red flying dragon raised its head and swung its tail, screaming and swept towards him. Soon, the white figure disappeared in the bright red.

The old Taoist curled his lips slightly. Now his back is straight, his temples on both sides are bulging high, his eyes are shining brightly, with a murderous look, how can he still look a bit old-fashioned? !

The fiery red maple leaf was pulled by the inner strength of the old Taoist priest, completely enveloping Ximen Chuuxue like a ball.The smile on the old Taoist's chrysanthemum-like face deepened.

But at this moment, the fiery red ball exploded, and in the flying rain, a glimmer of cold light shot towards him with boundless murderous aura.

That speed is too fast, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that there is such a fast sword in this world!

In the blink of an eye, really just a blink of an eye, the sharp blade pierced his throat.

The old Taoist fell to the ground on his back, his eyes were stained red with blood all over the sky, he made a few "hehe" sounds, and then stopped moving.

As the sun rose, countless maple leaves fell like rain, landing on his shoulders and hair tips.

Black hair, crimson leaves, snow-white clothes, three strong colors, incomparably abrupt and incomparably harmonious, made him look surprisingly beautiful.

The unique fishy and salty smell of blood gradually permeated the air.

Ximen Chuuxue frowned, turned and left...