[Lu Xiaofeng Sword III] The Emei faction is playing a big game of chess

The old man who set up the stall was an old man with a kind smile. Looking at the curious girl who was blinking, he patiently introduced to her that putting up lotus lanterns is a local custom in Jimo.Write the names of relatives and friends on a note and put it into the lotus lantern, and then take it to the river and let it go, which means letting go of their disasters with the lantern.

This is just a kind of good wish in people's hearts. Although she knew it would not be useful, she still paid the money readily, took a pen, and the girl in pink stood at the table set up next to the stall and wrote the name of the person she knew. Write down all the names one by one.Master Dugu Yihe, senior brothers Zhang Yingfeng, Yan Renying, Su Shaoying, senior sisters Ma Xiuzhen, Ye Xiuzhu, Sun Xiuqing, Shi Xiuyun and several familiar outer disciples, do you want to write the name of the city lord?Knocking on her forehead, Ye Zhiran frowned and thought about it, before starting to write.

At this time, a few exclamations suddenly came from behind her, and she turned around suspiciously. A row of people stood by the river bank, pointing at the opposite bank, and heard a few sporadic words of "fight" and "ambush".Frowning, Ye Zhiran put down the pen in her hand, separated from the crowd and walked to the shore.Staring at it, on the other side of the river, there was commotion a few hundred meters away, and a white shadow was vaguely seen flying in the night. Even after such a distance, she could still feel the lingering sword aura she had been familiar with for several days , The killing intent suddenly arises.

Ye Gucheng!

Ye Zhiran was startled and didn't care about attracting attention. The top Qinggong Water Pavilion was in full bloom, and she stepped into the river in one step amidst the exclamation of the onlookers.

The killer on the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi had actually followed the carriage a long time ago, and he was looking for the best time to make a move.And now that City Lord Ye is alone, it is obviously the best chance to assassinate them in their eyes.

The lingering sword qi criss-crossed, and the black-clothed men who surrounded the white-clothed swordsmen watched helplessly as the icy-cold sword light passed by, and more and more people fell down.The leading man gritted his teeth, gave a decisive drink, and stretched out his hand to make a gesture.In the next second, two pieces of brilliant silver light bloomed from the hands of the men in black on both sides of Ye Gucheng, and went straight to Ye Gucheng.Tang Sect's top hidden weapon, the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle.The snow-colored brilliance, like a pear blossom leisurely blooming in the night, immediately covered the figure of the white-clothed swordsman densely in the middle.

The black pupils constricted in an instant, and Ye Zhiran, who was walking to the middle of the river with the flowers on the water pavilion, froze in her footsteps, "Ye Gucheng!"

A bright sword light lit up in the center, and then the sword stabbed out like a horse in a sweeping motion.Bright red blood slowly spilled, and the man in black with the hidden weapon fell to the ground with a plop, with a deep red bloodstain on his neck.

The situation was reversed in an instant, and after a few strikes, the only one who could still stand was the leader.He looked at the white-clothed swordsman who stood still and slowly looked up, his legs trembled, and he took a few steps back in horror, "You, you can't kill me! You clearly made an agreement with him..." Binghan The sword light flashed, and he had no chance to say the rest.The corpse that fell heavily on the ground stirred up fine smoke and dust, and the eyes that had lost their vitality were wide open, and the dark eyes were thick with disbelief.

With the long sword back in its sheath, Ye Gucheng's indifferent gaze swept across the fallen corpse without any dust.

"Ye Gucheng!"

Qingliang's slightly trembling female voice sounded, and the swordsman in white turned around.Under the moonlight, Ling Bo, a girl in a long pink dress, stepped on the water, with a lingering panic in her picturesque eyes.He didn't stop until he got close to him, looked up and down the man in white clothes who was spotless and undamaged, heaved a sigh of relief, and showed a peaceful smile.

The silvery moonlight poured down on the river, and the girl with picturesque eyes stood in the middle of the river, ripples rippled under her feet, and the white lotus lantern slowly flowed by her side.The breeze was blowing, the long black hair and the pale pink dress were soft and elegant, the girl standing in the lights had a slight smile on her lips, she was as beautiful and ethereal as a fairy who came to the world in the moonlight, her beauty was scorching, With a touch of unreality, it seems like the next second will step back on the moon.

Ye Gucheng's eyes dimmed, and he frowned slightly, "Come here." Ye Zhiran nodded obediently, with her toes on the water, she jumped up and landed beside Ye Gucheng.The cold murderous aura around the white-clothed swordsman has not dissipated, and the pungent smell of blood fills the entire open space.

Looking across the hideous corpse on the ground, Ye Zhiran frowned, "Who are they?"

"Tsing Yi Building."

Ye Zhiran was slightly taken aback.The famous killer group?Why come out now?Frowning even tighter, she grabbed Ye Gucheng's sleeve, "Let's go back."

Ye Gucheng looked up at her lightly, "Shouldn't you continue shopping?"

Shaking her head, Ye Zhiran sighed, "I'm not in the mood anymore, and..." His eyes swept across the ground with some irritability, "Who knows if there are only one group of these assassins."

In fact, even if there is another batch, it's nothing.Ye Gucheng didn't say these words, he looked at the girl beside him who turned his head and seemed to be very displeased with the corpse on the ground, nodded, took her hand and left.

After the crowd dispersed, a slender figure in white walked to the booth where the lanterns were placed, picked up the note with slightly pale fingers, "Dugu Yihe, Zhang Yingfeng, Yan Renying, Su Shaoying..." There was a slight pause in the voice, and then he raised it slightly with no deep meaning, "Ye Gucheng?"

The sun was slanting towards the west, and the sky was full of colorful clouds. The orange-red sunset cast a glow on the glazed tiles of the main hall in the distance.Standing in front of the gate of Baiyun City Lord's Mansion, Ye Zhiran was a little dazed.She actually came to Baiyun City?

"What are you doing standing here?" Ye Gucheng took her hand and walked towards the gate.Ye Zhiran's eyes fell on the slender and clean hand he was holding on to her palm, she blinked, then looked up at the man whose expression was cold and unchanged, and obediently followed behind him.That's how Ye Gucheng dragged her off the boat just now. The expressions of the attendants who were standing at the pier to greet the city lord were, um, very exciting.

The gate opened, and a road paved with bluestone slabs spread out in front of it, leading directly to the main hall.Attendants in white stood on both sides of the road to welcome the return of the city lord. The one standing in the front was a young man in his 30s. When he saw Ye Gucheng personally pulling a pink dress, the girl with picturesque eyes came in, his eyes flashed. She blinked, and took a step forward, "City Lord."

Maybe it's the manager or something?Ye Zhiran looked him up and down, a trace of curiosity turned in her big bright eyes.Ye Gucheng nodded towards him, and walked towards the main hall stepping on the bluestone road under his feet.After a while, Ye Gucheng turned his head indifferently when he realized that the people behind him hadn't followed up.Ye Zhiran stood on the spot and looked at the road under her feet, then looked up at the city lord who was looking back at her, stepped on it calmly, and followed behind Ye Gucheng.A gleam flashed in the eyes of the butler in white with his head bowed, and then disappeared in an instant.

The buildings of Baiyun City are majestic yet delicate, and the courtyards are well arranged, obviously designed by famous artists.Even the flowers and trees in the garden are all treasures.In the early morning, a thin mist floats in the garden, a drop of crystal dew falls from the tip of the emerald green leaf, rolls down to the pink and white flower plant below, bends the petals, and continues to roll down.In the corridor, a maid in a white dress stood at the door of a room, knocking on the door anxiously, "Miss Ye, the time ordered by the city lord has passed, get up quickly! Miss Ye!"

"She hasn't got up yet?" A cold voice came from the right, and the maid in white trembled slightly, then bent sideways. "Yes. Miss Ye, I probably slept too late last night..."

Even if she goes to bed early, she won't wake up.Along the way, Ye Gucheng somewhat understood Ye Zhiran's character and living habits.He turned his head to look at the tightly closed carved wooden door, and raised his hand to stop the maid's words, "It's all right, you can go down."

"Yes."

After the maid in white bowed and saluted, she slowly backed out.When she reached the end of the corridor, she looked back at the white figure standing at the door.

Yesterday, after the city lord and his party returned to the mansion, the city lord went directly to the meeting hall.It was she who brought that Miss Ye to the guest room.Cheerful and lively, pretty and talkative girls are easy to gain the favor of others.At least the white-clothed maid felt that this girl Ye was beautiful and good at martial arts, yet not overbearing, which was really good.She turned her head and glanced at the still closed door again, her eyes worried.Miss Ye hasn't got up yet, the city lord won't be angry, right?

Ye Gucheng stood quietly at the door for a while, but there was still no movement in the room.Obviously, Miss Ye Zhiran, who had been with him for a while, was already used to the sword energy on his body.Even if he is standing outside the door now, she can still lie on the bed and sleep like a mountain.Ye Gucheng looked at the closed door with a rare look of helplessness in his indifferent eyes.He simply reached out and pushed the door open, and walked in.

Through the table and chairs in the middle of the room and the screen placed in front of the bed, the curtains around the classically carved bed were tightly closed.Ye Gucheng's fair and slender fingers just touched the curtain, stopped, and then retracted.In the next second, the entire room was filled with a chilling murderous aura.

The moment the murderous aura exploded, a bright silver sword light pierced through the curtain and pierced out from the bed, pointing directly at Ye Gucheng who was standing beside the bed.The long sword was not out of its sheath, and City Lord Ye directly raised his hand and took the sword with the scabbard.

The stabbing long sword didn't do its best, and when it was about to reach Ye Gucheng, the sword slowed down.He didn't get entangled even if he missed a sword, so he changed hands and took it back.The curtain was pulled back, Ye Zhiran's long black hair fell down, holding a sword in her right hand, sitting on the bed with only her underwear on, looking at the person next to the bed and blinking, a little dazed, "Ye Gucheng?"

The white-clothed swordsman stood in front of the bed and looked down at her. His long black hair was a little messy winding down the white inner garment in strands, and the loose collar all the way down revealed his delicate collarbone.It seemed that she had just woken up, her white cheeks were puffy, and her big blinking eyes looked at her suspiciously, with a dazed expression.Ye Gucheng turned around, "Put on your clothes."

"Oh." Ye Zhiran replied blankly, then her eyes wandered around the room for a while, and she pointed out, "The clothes are there." A long white and slender hand took the clothes and handed them to her.

After putting on all the clothes and picking up the hairpin on the table, Ye Zhiran finally switched out of the "wake up and stay" mode.Looking at the white figure behind him through the dim bronze mirror, Ye Zhiran turned her head and blinked suspiciously, "Master, why are you here?"

"..." Ye Gucheng turned and walked out of the room, and looked back at her when he crossed the threshold, "After washing up, go directly to the dining room."

"Oh."

The author has something to say: The girl said that getting up in the morning is all kinds of hardships and she doesn't explain it.

Also, in the last chapter, I thought that the city lord was really the girls who came to accompany Miss Ye to the temple fair, you guys are still too sweet~