Ye Gucheng said, "I can’t think of anyone who can be so capable except the flowers in the Jianghu."
A faint smile can be praised by Ye Gucheng, the Lord of Baiyun City. Even if you send your love to everything, you can’t help but smile with satisfaction.
At the moment, the footsteps are noisy, and teams of guards come running quickly with torches in their left hand and knives in their right hand. The leaders are trying to make Ye Gucheng’s face become respectful when he is arrested. "Mr. Ye"
Ye Gucheng coldly swept away this person and coldly said, "Take your people away."
The leader wanted to say anything, but when he saw Ye Gucheng’s cold cheeks, he couldn’t help but feel cold. "Yes!" Turn around and take a group of people with them, and then disappear quickly.
At this moment, Ye Gucheng suddenly asked "Ximen Chuixue is your friend?"
Seeing Ye Gucheng with flowers all over the building can’t help sighing, "I just know him. He is a friend of Lu Xiaofeng. If you want to know Ximen Chuixue, you still have to go to Lu Xiaofeng." Flowers all over the building took the opportunity to change the subject and put it on Lu Xiaofeng.
However, Ye Gucheng seems to think that Ximen Chuixue doesn’t care who he is. Ye Gucheng continues to ask coldly, "What about his swordsmanship?"
The flowers were full and barely said "not bad"
Ye Gucheng asked, "Did a lone crane die in his sword?"
Flowers fill the floor with a nod.
Ye Gucheng said, "Then his swordsmanship must have been in the Taoist priest." His cold face suddenly showed excitement and slowly added, "It would be a great pleasure in my life if I could reach a higher level!"
Then Ye Gucheng seemed to remember what he saw in white. "Didn’t I ask you to beat Ximen Chuixue’s brother and fight with him?"
The white man stared coldly at Si Nian and finally turned his head to Ye Gucheng. "He is Ximen Chuixue’s brother …"
"He?" Ye Gucheng frowns. Although he also feels strong murderous look in his body, I just saw him display a finger of Lu Xiaofeng and a sword song of Li Taibai violet.
"Yes, master, as you can see, I can’t defeat him now," said the white man indifferently.
Ye Gucheng’s face did not show dissatisfaction, but showed a little interest. "Are you really Ximen Chuixue’s brother?"
Si nian replied indifferently, "He gave me his sword."
Ye Gucheng said, "His sword means the hard work of his department. Draw your sword and let me see what Ximen Chuixue’s sword is."
Instantaneous andao is not good. How did Ye Gucheng know that Si Niangen is not his opponent now? Take a step forward. "Please leave your hand for the Lord of Baiyun, and his root is not your opponent."
Ye Gucheng shook his head. "I can’t wait to see Ximen Chuixue’s sword. He must let me see it."
The flowers are full and the eyebrows are wrinkled deeper. He still wants to say something, but Si Nian grabbed his words and saw Si Nian staring at Ye Gucheng indifferently. "Since you want to see me, I can make a fool of myself."
Ye Gucheng said, "Good!"
"Si …" Si Nian, who is holding Si Nian’s sleeve in hand, is quiet and tilting his head. God’s eyes are on the floor. "I can’t escape, so I want to see how big the gap is between me and them who touch the sword god in Demonbane."
"But you will die in his sword. I have no confidence that I can help you as this sword." The flowers are full of worries.
Si Nian said, "Maybe he won’t be a killer at all?" This sentence is very funny, but no one can laugh. Then Si Nian turned to look at the white man and said, "Romantic, if I am reborn, I will give you a good fight in three years." It turned out that the white man was romantic.
Romantic nodded gently. "If you never come here again after rebirth, I can help you kill Qingfeng."
Si Nian smiled coldly and slowly pulled out the longevity sword and looked directly at Ye Gucheng. "The elder gave me the sword moves. Maybe I can’t understand him."
Ye Gucheng said, "It’s okay, but if you really understand a thing or two, you will die."
Si Nian remained silent, and his eyes stared at Ye Gucheng rigorously.
Ye Gucheng drew his sword all over the sky, and the sword light seemed to be dragged out of the scabbard, and the white light dazzled the whole courtyard "Dang!" Sinian actually blocked the sword, but his arm was numb and trembling.
"good!" Ye Gucheng’s sword, like Changhong’s, contains a strong firm but gentle murderous look, and the cold sweat has seeped out from Si Nian, but he can’t hide. At this moment, Ye Gucheng’s firm but gentle sword has already locked him away, which will make him die earlier.
Si Nian gritted his teeth and didn’t guard against the counterattack. The strongest sword fell to Ye Gucheng like a meteor. "Ding!" The tips of two swords stab each other, and Si Nian is forced to bounce out.
"good! Pick up my last sword "Ye Gucheng was suddenly enveloped by a firm but gentle shock wave, which made Si Nian suffocate. At this moment, Si Nian’s hand was shaking, and his right hand was slowly dripping with blood. Now he is paralyzed and even the strength to raise his hand has disappeared. Facing Ye Gucheng, the man’s sword is one and stabbed, and Si Nian’s eyes are even more god …
The building was full of flowers and was ready to block the sword, although he knew he could block it himself. When he started, a figure suddenly fell from the sky …
It was as if it had stopped. The man who suddenly appeared actually caught Ye Gucheng’s most Qiang Jian-flying fairy.
Lu Xiaofeng!’ Flowers filled the floor and shouted out happily.
Lu Xiaofeng looked at Ye Gucheng Ye Gucheng coldly looking at Lu Xiaofeng …
Chapter sixty-two Red shoes
Ye Gucheng Jian didn’t exert any more strength. He looked at Lu Xiaofeng coldly with a pair of cold eyes and said, "You will always be an unwelcome guest."
Lu Xiaofeng chuckled, "What?"
Ye Gucheng said, "Because you always come early and don’t come late, you come to spoil the fun when others are having the best time."
Lu Xiaofeng said, "You will never be a good host."
Ye Gucheng said, "What?"
Lu Xiaofeng said, "Because you always treat visitors with swords."
Ye Gucheng said, "If it’s already a corpse, it can’t be called a person. Is there a guest?"
Lu Xiaofeng grinned, "But we are all alive."
Ye Gucheng cold hum a sword into the sheath, "so you are a guest".
Lu Xiaofeng said, "So how do we treat our guests in Baiyun City?"
Ye Gucheng said coldly, "I’m half the host and I want to entertain you, but I’m looking for the wrong person."