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

In a secret room, a man in green was sitting at a round table in the middle of the room, holding a wine glass in his hand.The lighting in the room is very gentle, the curtains are lowered, the candles are flickering, and the exquisite food and wine are placed on the table. It is really a very relaxing place.However, the people sitting at the round table at this time were expressionless.His hands were on the table, and his favorite bamboo leaf green was in the wine glass, but he didn't seem to move at all.

"You don't seem to be in a good mood?" A dusty figure with a basket-like bamboo hat came out from outside the curtain.

The figure sitting at the table moved, and finally turned around, "You are looking for me?"

"Yes." Even in the room, the man with the big bamboo hat came to sit opposite him and sat down, looking at the untouched dishes on the table, "The chef of Zuixianlou should be very depressed, he is struggling The dishes prepared with care and attention make the guests not even have the desire to move their chopsticks."

The man in Tsing Yi looked down at the dishes on the table, but didn't speak.

The man wearing the bamboo hat looked up at him, "Are you unhappy?"

"It's very unhappy."

"why?"

The man in Tsing Yi finally raised his head and glanced at him, "What happened to the person who poisoned and assassinated today?"

Under the flickering candlelight, the man in Tsing Yi's complexion was not very good. He was pale because he hadn't seen the sun for a long time. It was Lu Xiaofeng who had disappeared for a long time under the pursuit of Ximen Chuuxue according to the rumors in the world.And the person opposite him is naturally the veteran who arranged them here.The turmoil in the restaurant subsided after Wuhu and the others escaped, because some traces of conspiracy emerged in the turmoil, so that everyone suddenly had a lot of things to deal with, whether it was people from the Emei faction or Ximen Chuuxue left directly after Wuhu escaped, no one noticed the corner of the restaurant, and a certain Lu Xiaoji, who wanted to die, escaped again.Then, Lu Xiaofeng was brought here by a little girl.

Looking at Lu Xiaofeng who seemed to have a bad attitude, the old knife raised his eyebrows slightly, "Do you think I sent it?"

Lu Xiaofeng said coldly, "I can't think of anyone else."

The old knife handle pondered for a while, then raised his head and said calmly, "Yes, it is indeed me."

"Crack..." Lu Xiaofeng held the wine glass in his hand and a small crack burst out. The man in Tsing Yi raised his head coldly, "When you announced Operation Tianlei, among the enemies in Ghost Villa, there was no mention of the Emei School!"

Looking at Lu Xiaofeng whose attitude was obviously not right, the old swordsman was thoughtful, "Did I say at that time that the Emei faction was also the enemy of the Ghost Villa, and you would not have participated in this Tianlei operation?"

The man in Tsing Yi lowered his eyes slightly, but did not speak, his attitude was almost tacit.The old knife frowned, "Why?"

After a long silence, Lu Xiaofeng suddenly said in a low voice, "Do you still remember, when I first entered the Ghost Villa, you asked me if the reason why Ximen Chuuxue chased and killed me was because I injured his son."

The old man went to the table and sat down, raised his head and looked at Lu Xiaofeng, who was obviously depressed, "I remember, I still remember you said that this is only one of the reasons, as for the other, you don't want to say, no matter we Believe it or not."

The man in Tsing Yi nodded slightly.

"Now you want to talk?

The man in Tsing Yi raised his head and poured a glass of wine, lowered his eyes slightly, "I know about this, Zhiran knows about it, and Ximen knows about it, except for us, no one else knows about it. In fact, this is Ximen's pursuit." My real reason, but neither of us said it out." He looked up at the handle of the old knife, with a calm and indifferent expression, "I hope you don't say it out either."

The man wearing a bamboo hat who couldn't see his expression clearly nodded, "Naturally."

Lu Xiaofeng raised his hand and poured another glass of wine, and the "pata" glass hit the wooden table heavily.The man in Tsing Yi lowered his head and said softly, "I like Zhiran, this is the real reason why Ximen Chuuxue chased me down."

The old knife was stunned, almost stunned, but then he slowly realized that although Lu Xiaofeng's answer was beyond his expectation, it seemed to be reasonable.He had seen Lu Xiaofeng get along with Ye Zhiran, he was indeed very kind to her, and the head of the Emei sect, Ye Zhiran, was a rare beauty in the world, so it didn't seem particularly surprising that Lu Xiaofeng would like her.

Nodding his head, the old swordsman still had some doubts and said, "I thought you were friends...I mean you and Ximen Chuuxue."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled wryly, "It's because I'm his friend that he came to hunt me down himself, and didn't...tell Ye Gucheng."

Ximen Chuuxue hates others for betraying friends, especially Lu Xiaofeng betrayed his best friend.But seeing that Lu Xiaofeng was also his friend, he drew the sword himself, and would rather have him die by his own sword.

The old swordsman looked at Lu Xiaofeng, who was drinking wine in depression, and finally believed that he was really chased and killed by Ximen Chuuxue and had nowhere to escape to the Ghost Villa.

As everyone knows, there is another reason for Lu Xiaofeng's sudden drinking at this moment.He felt that he finally understood what Zhiran meant by committing suicide, for example, he committed suicide just now!Before Ye Zhiran came up with the excuse of pulling Ximen Xiaobao out as a cover, they studied it a bit, and felt that this excuse was barely enough. It was okay to deceive those Jianghu people who like to follow suit. People with deep thoughts must not be fooled.

"There is no other way, I can only help you here, and you can play the rest yourself, love and hatred, sadomasochistic love, etc., find an excuse to fool him. Boy, I am optimistic. You!" Miss Ye Zhiran spread her hands innocently, then patted him on the shoulder, and replied like this.

So, Lu Xiaofeng, who was favored, really showed himself, and actually let him find an excuse to fool the old knife, but... the sequelae of this excuse are really too big, so big that when Lu Xiaofeng thinks about it, he thinks about it. After the shocking sword strike that followed, he began to break out in a cold sweat.He must not be allowed to publicize this matter!The old knife must die! !Lu Xiaofeng gritted his teeth, there was one more reason for him to kill the old knife handle, the eyes of a certain chick instantly ignited infinite fighting spirit!

Wudang Mountain.

"Master Ye, this way please." The young disciple in a black and white Wudang Taoist robe bent down respectfully and saluted. Although his young face tried his best to show a serious and serious expression, he still couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes. and capers.

Ye Zhiran's eyes swept over him, nodded slightly, and followed him to the place where the Wudang faction arranged for them to temporarily stay for the members of the Emei faction.It was a quiet small courtyard. As soon as you entered the door, you looked up and saw the crabapple tree in the center of the courtyard that had just bloomed.The girl in pink who walked in the door paused slightly, and murmured softly, "Begonia flowers..."

"Yes." The young Wudang disciple explained, "This crabapple has been in bloom for decades, and it is rare on Wudang Mountain. I have heard that headmaster Ye loves crabapple, so the head teacher specially sent headmaster Ye Arrange here with several brothers and sisters from the Emei Sect."

"Shi Zhenren has a heart." Ye Zhiran nodded slightly, looking at the nervous and excited young Taoist in front of him, a little helpless and a little funny.This picture of meeting the idol is really...very familiar, and it also makes people feel a little nostalgic.Recalling the star chasing boys and girls I met so many years ago, Ye Zhiran calmed down a little, and asked casually, "Oh? How did your headmaster know that I like Haitang, Ye Guhong said?"

The Wudang boy puffed up his chest, as if he was very surprised and honored to be able to chat with the head of Emei, and smiled happily, "Master Ye was joking... When Master Ye lived in Baiyun City, it was because of Master Ye He loves crabapple flowers, so the city lord in white specially ordered people to bring crabapple plants from the land of Sichuan and Shu, and also ordered craftsmen to cultivate them carefully. Later, there was a forest of crabapple flowers on Feixian Island. Therefore, people in the rivers and lakes naturally know Yezhang The door likes crabapple flowers."

Ye Zhiran was slightly taken aback, she thought of the two very old crabapple trees in the garden facing Ye Gucheng's study in Baiyun City Lord's Mansion, there was no trace of transplantation at all.She carefully recalled the scene when she first went to Feixian Island... Was there no crabapple on Feixian Island?It seems that there is indeed no.The years are too long, and she can't remember clearly...

Thinking of this, Ye Zhiran couldn't help shaking her head and smiling wryly, the years are too long?After all... only three years have passed, but in her memory, it seems like a lifetime has passed...

Seeing the girl in pink looking at the crabapple tree in the yard, she seemed to be thinking about something and gradually became fascinated. Although the Wudang boy in a Taoist robe felt a little regretful that the meeting with his idol was over after a few words, but in the end Not daring to interrupt her contemplation, she bowed slightly to Zhang Yingfeng who was behind Ye Zhiran with great winking, and retreated quietly.

Zhang Yingfeng watched his family slowly walk under the crabapple tree and stared blankly at the little junior sister who was thinking about Huazhi, and shook his head helplessly.The closer she got to Wudang Mountain, the more she stared blankly at something and lost her mind, and of course they knew why... Sighing softly, the gentle and jade-like young man in white turned his head and nodded to Su Shaoying beside him With a slight signal, Su Shaoying and he each took a part of the Emei disciples to the guest room to resettle, and did not disturb the girl in pink who was standing under the tree in a trance.

Slowly stretch out your hand and pull down a slender flower branch that is slightly hanging down. On the dark green to almost black branch, there are a few crabapple flowers that are already in full bloom.The pink and white flowers stretched in the wind, as if they were afraid of the chill that had not faded away in the cold wind, and the soft petals trembled slightly.The light to almost non-existent cold fragrance mixed with the mist in the morning lingers in the nose.Ye Zhiran was staring at the flowers in a daze, and suddenly felt something, and slowly raised her head to look towards the door.

Beside the ancient bluestone arch, a figure of Shengxue in white clothes stood there quietly, his eyes as deep as an abyss raised slightly to meet Ye Zhiran's gaze.Su Bai's wrist trembled slightly, and the slender fingers holding the flower branch tightened suddenly. With a "creak", the sound of branches and leaves breaking rang in her ears, and the flower branches that bounced suddenly created a cold wind on her face, and the pale pink petals fell like rain.A gust of breeze blew from nowhere, and the petals that had just fallen from the branches floated past Ye Zhiran's eyes, blocking her sight for a moment.The petals fell to the ground lightly, without splashing any dust, but the girl in pink standing under the tree suddenly lowered her head and averted her gaze as if she had suddenly reacted.

There were almost no sound of footsteps in the courtyard, from the courtyard door to her, and then stopped.A white hem appeared in her line of sight. It was so simple that it didn't have any embroidery pattern, but somehow it made people feel clean and dignified.

"You were attacked at the foot of Wudang Mountain?" The cold and indifferent voice was very nice, magnetic but not hoarse.Most of the novels describe men's voices as "deep and magnetic like a cello's crooning", but to be honest, she seems to have never studied the sound of a cello in her previous life, and Ye Gucheng's voice does not seem to be deep, can't Use the cello to describe.What is it for?Guqin?It doesn't seem like... At this moment, Ye Zhiran was actually distracted.

It wasn't until her thoughts drifted back that the courtyard was still very quiet, and Ye Gucheng didn't seem to continue talking, and then she remembered that he seemed to be still waiting for her to reply, so she gave a low "um".

"Who did it?"

"do not know."

Ye Gucheng lowered his head and looked at the girl in front of him who was looking slightly sideways. He didn't see her for nearly half a year, but she seemed to have changed a lot.When I saw her in the capital, although it was only half a year ago, she still looked like a little girl at that time, with the delicate and unrestrained wantonness unique to girls of this age, like a pink crabapple in full bloom under the sun. flower.But now, she seems to have become much quieter, her eyebrows and eyes are still exquisite and picturesque, but the breath around her body has become cold, like a quiet stream flowing under the moonlight, clear but with a touch of coldness.

The breathing of the man in white stagnated slightly, and he moved his fingers lightly, but he didn't make any further moves.

Ye Zhiran seemed to be distracted for a long time, and finally remembered that there was someone in front of him, "City Lord Ye came to visit suddenly, what is the matter?"

"I didn't come here suddenly." Ye Gucheng looked at her indifferently, "My residence is also here."

Ye Zhiran suddenly realized that with Ye Guhong around, such an arrangement of the Wudang faction is really not unusual.

So she turned slightly sideways, "Master Ye, please."

Ye Gucheng nodded lightly and walked over.The moment they passed by, Ye Zhiran lowered her eyes slightly, watching the white skirt in her sight fly before her eyes, and then disappeared from her sight.She suddenly thought of the north of Chunyang Palace, the constant snowfall on Lunjian Peak all year round, she stood in front of Chunyang Temple and looked at Lunjian Peak, always thinking that it was very close to her.But when she really climbed up to see the Chunyang Temple shrunk down to a small point from the peak, she didn't know how far it was. Will die of exhaustion.

She blinked and raised her hand slowly.There is a smear of morning dew splashed on her fingertips when the flower branch was just broken, on the plain white fingers, it is icy and very cold.However, at this moment, she felt that the bottom of her heart was colder than this drop of dew.

The author has something to say: So, as you wish, Lu Xiaofeng finally admitted that he likes girl Zhiran~(≧▽≦)/~, although it is false.Lu Xiaoji once again made a big death, let us light some wax for him ╮(╯_╰)╭