Chapter Seventy-Nine. That's the person he holds on the tip of his heart.

Ye Gucheng has always been a taciturn person, and many times, he is always not angry and threatening.

In this river and lake, people who have seen Ye Gucheng feel that he is like a sword. Unlike Ximen Blowing Snow, which is forever sharp, more often than not, Ye Gucheng is silent.

It was so silent that before this sword was unsheathed, many people would forget what a terrifying sword it was. The sword hidden in the clouds, mountains and waves, perhaps the misfortune of the swordsman, but the luck of the whole world - because no one knows what a terrible situation it will be if this sword loses its scabbard.

No one wants to see how sharp the sword of the White Cloud City Lord is, and how terrifying the power of a city in White Cloud City is, because no one can withstand Ye Gucheng's anger, this point, Jun Jianyu understands, and Gong Jiu also understands.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Jun Jianyu said that the reason why he agreed to his little aunt's marriage was to use a daughter of the Jun family to trap Ye Gucheng and hide this cold blade in the scabbard.

And now, Ye Gucheng's scabbard is gone.

When Ye Gucheng found out that Jun Xuan was missing, it was an early morning in March. In March, the finch tongue flowers in the South China Sea bloomed like crazy, like little birds, quietly standing on the branches. Jun Xuan has always practiced swords, but after she was fifteen years old, there were a few days a month, and Ye Gucheng did not allow her to practice swords.

The little girl's health is not bad, and she doesn't have any problems with Gong Han and being weak, but she is still a little uncomfortable. Ye Gucheng was also afraid that she would hurt the foundation by moving around, so she was not allowed to touch the Chixiao Red Lotus for a few days.

It's just that according to Jun Xuan's temperament, even if Ye Gucheng doesn't allow it, she will still stand in the snow bamboo forest and watch her senior brother practice swords. It's just that on that day, Ye Gucheng waited in the snow and bamboo forest for a quarter of an hour, but he didn't see his Xuan'er for a long time - although the two were already unmarried, it was not without a moment to sleep together. But in Baiyun City, the little girl was a little embarrassed to face the kind and mocking eyes in the house.

Without the slightest hesitation, Ye Gucheng walked towards Jun Xuan's room.

As soon as he arrived at the door of Jun Xuan's room, Ye Gucheng sensed that something was wrong. Pushing the door suddenly, Ye Gucheng saw the two maids waiting beside his little junior sister lying limp at the door. Quickly stepped forward and lifted Jun Xuan's bed curtain, which was empty.

Ye Gucheng stretched out his hand and touched the mattress, the soft brocade was already cold, obviously the person who had slept in it had not been seen for a long time.

Hearing the sound, Mama Cui exclaimed, but Ye Gucheng's eyes sank.

He knew very well what his little junior sister's swordsmanship had reached. The Red Lotus is by her side, and no one in this world can stop her. In addition, there are poison avoidance pills sent by Hua Manlou, which excludes the possibility of someone using poison, Ye Gucheng does not think that someone can rob his wife in his City Lord's Mansion.

But somebody did.

Ye Gucheng's sharp eyes swept every inch of Jun Xuan's room, and finally found a clue on her pillow - beside Jun Xuan's pillow, there was the corpse of a black worm.

Ye Gucheng has always been happy, but at this moment, he did not hesitate to twist the insect corpse with his bare hands. He squinted his eyes and looked at the insect for a moment, and his heart sank.

At this time, the old butler who heard the news also hurried over, he was more anxious than anyone else, but he was calm in the end. Leaned over to Ye Gucheng's side and looked at the insect corpse in his hand, the old housekeeper was also shocked, and couldn't help frowning: "Sleeping butterflies." ”

Ye Gucheng let out a soft "en", and his face became more and more solemn.

The sleeping butterfly is produced in southern Xinjiang, and as its name suggests, it can make people sleep peacefully. Despite its name, it looks like the most common bug. Many martial arts heroes are inadvertently recruited in this way, and Jun Xuan is probably like this.

Ye Gucheng glanced coldly at Jun Xuan's two maids, and quickly fixed his gaze on a maid named Ni Dress. All the maids around Jun Xuan were carefully selected by Ye Gucheng. This Ni Shang is the daughter of an old man who waits in the City Lord's Mansion, and was transferred to Jun Xuan when she was five years old.

It was hard for Ye Gucheng to believe that such an innocent person would betray Baiyun City, but the little extremely secret sweet fragrance on her body couldn't be wrong - it was An Mian Die's favorite white honey.

The old butler has his own uniqueness, and where his own city lord notices, he naturally notices it. His face changed immediately, and the old housekeeper took a cup of tea, regardless of whether it was hot or cold, and splashed it on Nishang's face.

Nishang coughed and opened her eyes instead. She saw the people present clearly, and when she met Ye Gucheng's cold gaze, her eyebrows and eyes were hot, and she held back the tears that came out of her eyes, and she knelt in front of Ye Gucheng.

Ye Gucheng stared at her without blinking, because he was waiting for an answer. It's not the reason why Ni Shang is doing this, it's just where his Xuan'er is now.

Ye Gucheng's gaze shook Ni Shang's body. For many years, she dreamed that the city lord would look at herself so intently, and only look at herself alone—even if that opportunity was only for a moment. Because of a woman's obsession, sometimes it is ridiculous and humble.

By the time she promised the man, Nishang had already thought about her fate. But she couldn't help it—she entered the palace when she was five years old, and she could see the lord of the city every day. is still a person in a spring boudoir dream, and seven words can exhaust her thoughts. After all, Ni Shang was just an ordinary girl, after all, she had seen with her own eyes how gentle the city lord was like a god's mansion - but that gentleness was not directed at her.

Although she betrayed Baiyun City, Nishang never thought about letting her own lady, no, her own wife die. Therefore, she held back the tears in the corners of her eyes and did not hesitate. Facing Ye Gucheng's cold gaze, Ni Shang quickly said: "City Lord, the person who kidnapped the lady is on the surrounding islands, and the rest, Ni Shang doesn't know." ”

Quickly lowered her head, a line of black blood poured out from the corner of her mouth, and Ni Shang fell to the ground softly. This was the reward she asked for from the man, and in addition to the white honey that attracted the sleeping butterflies, she also asked for a □□ that died quickly. Doing such a thing, Nishang is really shameless to live.

She was ashamed of her wife and the city lord, but she exchanged her life for a dream. Worth it, or not worth it. No one else knew about it except herself.

Without the slightest emotion in his heart, Ye Gucheng looked away, raised his sword and walked out. He didn't have a lot of time to delay, and his heart quickly went through the surrounding islands, and Ye Gucheng locked the nameless island adjacent to Feixian Island.

Ten years ago, Ye Gucheng challenged nine sword masters in the South China Sea with a sword, and was the first of the swords in Hainan. In addition, Baiyun City cleansed the surrounding water villages in one fell swoop. That encirclement and suppression, it is not an exaggeration to say that it was culled. For three days in a row, the blood stained the sea water red, and the entire water village was not left, making the islands near Feixian Island a dead island.

The only exception is one nameless island. That was the only South China Sea Islands that did not participate in this matter back then, and the owner of the island seemed to have some means, so Ye Gucheng did not rush to kill them all. Now that his little junior sister is missing, and some people say that it was done by the people on the surrounding islands, Ye Gucheng naturally locked it.

Sent secret guards and government soldiers to continue the search elsewhere, Ye Gucheng only took the twelve guards of Fuyun and went to the nameless island by boat.

As soon as he landed, Ye Gucheng saw a figure flickering on the island, although the number of people was not large, but it was obviously not comparable to the surrounding "dead island". As soon as they saw Ye Gucheng and the others coming ashore, they didn't say much, and they all took their respective weapons and besieged Ye Gucheng and his party.

Ye Gucheng stabbed with a horizontal sword, thinking that he would easily harvest these lives, but he didn't want these people to have quite high martial arts. Their moves are all long-lost martial arts in the rivers and lakes, and their internal strength is exquisite, and each of them is in the position of a first-class master. But these people are all gathered here at this moment, using their own bodies to build a human wall blocking Ye Gucheng.

The Twelve Guards of the Floating Clouds are not vegetarians either, and they have been entangled with these people since they surrounded them. It's just that these twelve people who were personally trained by Ye Gucheng's father couldn't get any benefits in the hands of these people. After a few moments of fighting, there was a slight trace of blood on their bodies.

Ye Gucheng frowned slightly, and the long sword in his hand was no longer merciful.

He didn't do his best just now, firstly, he wasn't sure if his junior sister was here, if these people were just besieging those who rushed to the island, then wouldn't he kill innocents indiscriminately? And after a fight, Ye Gucheng had already determined that the reason why these people were here was to stop him.

As for why he had to be stopped, the reason is self-evident.

A burst of fire suddenly rose in his heart, and Ye Gucheng's sword momentum became even more powerful. He is a swordsman rather than a killer, and dying under the sword of the Lord of Baiyun City was also an honor for a person in the martial arts. But now, Ye Gucheng didn't care about the blood on his sword. His sword slashed through the necks of these men, but the blood that spurted out did not stain his white clothes.

Only at this time, the people around him seemed to realize that the murderous aura on Ye Gucheng's body was no less than that of Ximen Blowing Snow, who entered the Dao with a killing.

The people of the island have flocked to this beach, and this beach has become like a hell of Shura.

The yellow sand was soaked in blood and then washed away by the whitening waves. The people of the entire island were blocking Ye Gucheng's advance, with their martial arts and bodies.

Ten people fell, hundreds fell, there were more and more dead bodies on the beach, and Ye Gucheng was getting closer and closer to the center of the island.

The long sword was destroyed, and in a few moments, the bloody aura of this nameless island seemed to soar into the sky. These little old men and Gong Jiu's subordinates who had been painstakingly cultivated for many years were about to be slaughtered by Ye Gucheng.

However, in the mansion in the center of the island, the little old man Wu Ming didn't care about what was happening outside the door. It's not that he doesn't know that a one-sided massacre is going on outside the door, or that the people who are being killed have been cultivated by him with more than twenty years of painstaking effort.

But he didn't care, because he had found something more worth studying than those people. As for those people, he was happy to turn them into a test for the world-famous White Cloud City Lord - if the White Cloud City Lord could get here unscathed, then why not let him play with him?

Wu Ming stared at the girl lying on the bed with her eyes closed, and carefully and carefully put it on Jun Xuan's wrist. The girl's pulse is stable, and it seems to be no different from ordinary people.

Wu Ming was not disappointed in this, he persevered to probe a wisp of his internal force into Jun Xuan's veins, wanting to see if Jun Xuan's internal force was unique. And this time, as soon as his internal force penetrated, he was bounced back by Jun Xuan's Zixia Gong, not only that, even Wu Ming's seventy years of cultivation would be difficult to resist Jun Xuan's innate Zixia Gong after all. At the moment when his own wisp of internal force was bounced back, Wu Ming was also shocked by Zixia Gong.

Suppressing the fishy sweetness in his mouth, Wu Ming's eyes became more and more interested.

Carefully pulling out a silver needle to pierce Jun Xuan's finger, he took a drop of Jun Xuan's blood and dripped it into the bottle. In that bottle was a secret recipe specially arranged by Wu Ming, and he wanted to see if the Heavenly Favor was invincible.

It is rare to see a heavenly person for hundreds of years, and Wu Ming did not dare to test the poison on Jun Xuan, so he could only do so.

Just as he was staring intently at the bottle in his hand, Ye Gucheng had already arrived at the door of this mansion. Wu Ming raised his eyebrows in some surprise. He wasn't surprised that Ye Gucheng was able to find here, he was just surprised that Ye Gucheng would break through the "human wall" he had specially set up so quickly.

According to Wu Ming's estimate, Ye Gucheng should not be able to get here after an hour. And unlike the wolf bèi he expected, the Baiyun City Lord in front of him was still dressed in white, as if the bitter battle had not happened. Wu Ming put down the vial in his hand, squinting his eyes and carefully looking at the world-famous Baiyun City Lord in front of him.

Wu Ming is a rare genius in today's martial arts, he once said to Gong Jiu that if he wanted to, he should have moved the world before he was fifteen years old. It's just that Wu Ming thinks it's too boring, so he names himself "Wu Ming", which means "nameless", and hides in the rivers and lakes, only doing what he wants to do.

In this world, some people have wanton thoughts but no wanton strength, and some people have wanton strength but no wanton heart. And Wu Ming is exactly the person who has both. In the past seventy years, the first and only person he met who could be on par with him was Gong Jiu, and now that he saw Ye Gucheng, he suddenly felt that this person could also be among the "geniuses".

Suddenly aroused, Wu Ming flashed out and said to Ye Gucheng: "Baiyun City Lord? ”

Ye Gucheng glanced at him, then looked at the closed door and said, "Is Neizi here?" ”

was ignored by Ye Gucheng, and Wu Ming didn't feel angry. He generously admitted the fact of kidnapping Jun Xuan, but said unhurriedly: "She was hit by the sleeping butterfly, if the city lord wants to get the antidote, he has to fight me first." ”

Ye Gucheng glanced at him, and saw that the other party didn't wear a sword, so he threw the long sword in his hand without saying a word. The black sheath long sword with the scabbard was embedded in the big pillar hugged by the four people behind Wu Ming, Ye Gucheng stood with his hands in his hands, but his eyes were full of cold light.

Seeing Ye Gucheng abandon the sword, Wu Ming was a little surprised. But in an instant, he wrapped himself around and took the lead in making a move against Ye Gucheng.

His martial arts throughout his life were mixed, and the martial arts he used were the essence of various sects, and they were also constantly changing, which made people overwhelmed. And Ye Gucheng ...... He doesn't have a sword in his hand!

The power of the White Cloud City Lord's sword is terrifying, but what about the White Cloud City Lord without a sword?

I saw that Wu Ming's fists and feet were already approaching in front of him, but Ye Gucheng did not retreat but advanced. His figure seemed to be fast, so fast that it was impossible to see how he moved. But his body seemed to be very slow, so slow that every movement of his was imprinted into the eyes of his opponents.

There is no other thing to see between heaven and earth, only a day and a place, and there is only a trace of white shadows between Sumeru.

Ye Gucheng abandoned the sword in his hand? No, he's a sword!

Relying on the sword momentum of heaven and earth, it has become a Qiankun Taoism. There was a faint light and shadow of Taiji behind Ye Gucheng, and his whole person seemed to be the sharpest and most incomparable sword in this Taiji. He was angry, his heart was burning, and he wanted to destroy the island. Therefore, his anger, anxiety, and killing intent all turned into the cold sword aura of his sword.

The long sword is unsheathed, and the blood is returned!

Ye Gucheng's amber eyes were extremely sharp, Wu Ming would never have imagined that such a precise coordination between his moves and moves would be seen by Ye Gucheng at a glance.

Sure enough, Ye Gucheng pointed at the sword and hit Wu Ming's right wrist. The force of that blow was as heavy as a thousand pounds, it was just a finger, which made Wu Ming feel unbearable pain in his wrist. His movements froze, as if the flawless moves he had calculated before were instantly disrupted. Wu Ming stroked his wrist and sat on the ground, his face also a little incredulous.

- It's really hard to believe that Wu Ming didn't think that he would lose, nor did he expect that he would lose so quickly.

As soon as Ye Gucheng raised his hand slightly, the black sheath long sword in the pillar returned to his hand. Ye Gucheng suddenly took out his sword, Wu Ming only felt that his neck was cold, and when he lowered his head again, the sharp weapon that sharpened iron like clay was already on his neck.

"Antidote." Ye Gucheng said coldly. He admitted that this person's martial arts were indeed strange and strong, but for Ye Gucheng, there were people with strong martial arts in the world, but there were very few people without flaws. And no matter how strong the opponent is, as long as he finds his flaws as quickly as possible, this is enough.

Wu Ming suddenly smiled.

Unlike other martial arts champions, his favorite thing is to lose. Because only by losing will he feel that he is really alive. Invincible is a kind of loneliness, this kind of loneliness Ye Gucheng understands, Ximen Fuxue also understands, and even Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou can get a glimpse or two. However, these people are luckier than Wu Ming after all.

They found the people they loved, the friends they loved, and the causes they deserved to work for. Unfortunately, Wu Ming has no lover or friends. Even, even this island, which has consumed most of his life's energy, is something he can give up at will.

"Come again!"

Wu Ming's body suddenly folded into an incredible arc, and he also raised his hand slightly, sucking the sword of the crooked corpse on the side. This time, he met Ye Gucheng's sword.

The two masters of the world should be preoccupied with each other. Ye Gucheng's previous life came to an abrupt end at the top of the Forbidden City, but that didn't mean that he didn't know anything about the person in front of him. Gong Jiu and the little old man, these two people were the characters he was afraid of in their previous lives, but in this life they were at peace with each other, and Ye Gucheng didn't pay attention to them.

But now, Wu Ming has robbed his little junior sister, so whether Ye Gucheng wants it or not, he is bound to fight against this person.

Wu Ming's swordsmanship is superb, but he is still no match for Ye Gucheng. Or, in this world, is there really anyone who can beat Ye Gucheng in swordsmanship?

On that day, the pure yang discussed the sword peak, Jun Xuan relied on the strength of the Chengtian sword, and the sharp side of the red lotus in the red sky could narrowly defeat Ye Gucheng by half an inch. But those who know swords understand that Ye Gucheng was not defeated in the "technique", but in the "Dao". Jun Xuansheng has a clear heart, no hanging, and if you talk about the subtlety of the sword moves, she can't compete with Ye Gucheng, who has been tempered in two lifetimes.

And even though Wu Ming is a genius, what he has learned in his life is complicated, and it is difficult to specialize. Therefore, his battle with Ye Gucheng was just a competition of swordsmanship, and it was far from Cheng Dù, who was discussing swordsmanship. So, he was defeated.

In less than a cup of tea, Ye Gucheng's sword was pressed against Wu Ming's chest.

Ye Gucheng's eyes were the snow at the bottom of the cliff that did not melt all year round. He sent the sword in his hand forward by half an inch, and said coldly, "Where is Xuan'er?" ”

Wu Ming was forced by Ye Gucheng's sword qi to be full of blood and blood, suppressing the fishy sweetness in his mouth, he turned sideways and pointed to the door behind him. Immediately, he took out a small porcelain vase and said to Ye Gucheng: "This time next year, I will go to Baiyun City to find you, you and I will fight again!" "In that porcelain vase is the antidote to the sleeping butterfly.

The reason why Wu Ming handed over the antidote so generously was because he really wanted to compete with Ye Gucheng again - he was always very persistent about those who could win him, otherwise he would not have gone to the Western Regions every year for thirty years, just to win that game of chess. Second, it was Wu Ming who knew that this living Heavenly Favored Person was the unfinished wife of the White Cloud City Lord, and he went to find the White Cloud City Lord every year to compete with his sword, and he always had the opportunity to further study the Heavenly Favored One.

Ye Gucheng had no other reaction to his battle letter, and nodded casually. Before he found his little junior sister, whether it was a challenge or a provocation, he really didn't have much energy to care about these. Taking the porcelain vase, Ye Gucheng even broke open the door behind Wu Ming.

It was a very simple room, Ye Gucheng was from a noble background, so he could also see that the furnishings in the room were extraordinary. He lifted the curtain of the bed that had been lowered, but it was empty. Clenching the sword in his hand, Ye Gucheng reached out and touched the bed that someone had obviously slept on.

There is still some residual warmth in the hand, and obviously, there are still people lying here.

Wu Ming also walked in, he looked dumbly at the already empty bed, and frowned slightly.

Ye Gucheng was calmer than he imagined, if it weren't for the fact that there was already a slight trace of blood on his other hand, which was covered by long sleeves, he could hardly see any change in his demeanor.

Without looking back, Ye Gucheng looked at the slightly messy bed and asked Wu Ming, "Is there a secret passage here?" "If it weren't for that, even if he was fighting someone just now, it would be absolutely impossible not to notice that someone was coming in and out.

Wu Ming nodded, sniffed the breath in the air that had not yet dissipated, and said to Ye Gucheng: "Ambergris." "He has to help Ye Gucheng find someone, not to mention that the person was lost by him, even for the sake of Ye Gucheng and Jun Xuan, he must do the same.

Ye Gucheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and said coldly: "How can you find Gong Jiu." Although it was a question, Ye Gucheng said in an affirmative tone.

Wu Ming: "Sheng Jing." "The end of March is Princess Taiping's birthday, and it is impossible for Gong Jiu not to go back.

Wu Ming first said "ambergris" but did not directly say that it was "Gong Jiu", because he wanted to test what the power of Baiyun City had reached. The fact that Gong Jiu is the prince of the Taiping King is not a secret is not unspoken, but it is carefully hidden by the people of this nameless island. Baiyun City and Nameless Island are both in the South China Sea, the difference is that Baiyun City is in the open, while Nameless Island is used to hiding.

Even so, the South China Sea is so big that it is inevitable that the forces of the two sides will go head-to-head. Wu Ming couldn't find out the inheritance of Ye Gucheng and Jun Xuan, but Ye Gucheng was able to reveal Gong Jiu's identity in one word. In terms of intelligence, apparently, they Nameless Island has already lost.

Ye Gucheng ignored Wu Ming's thoughts, glanced at the island where Wu Ming had no more life, and Ye Gucheng and his party stepped on the return boat.

The South China Sea is vast, and it is unlikely that Gong Jiu will be intercepted at sea. For today's plan, Ye Gucheng can only go to the Central Plains.

On the big boat heading from Baiyun City to Shengjing, Ye Gucheng was twisting a hairband. It was the one he found under the pillow of his little junior sister after returning to Baiyun City, and it was also the one he gave her in the Jewel Pavilion in the old years. And now, the silver-white hairband has been embroidered with a line of small characters with silver thread, the font is timeless, the stitches are neat, and it is obvious that the embroidered people are not bad.

Ye Gucheng gently brushed the line of words on it with his fingertips, and the coldness around his body slowed down slightly, but it skyrocketed in an instant.

"The responsibility of this body, I will return in half a month, senior brother, don't read it."

Ye Gucheng repeated this short sentence silently many times, and a storm slowly gathered in a pair of amber eyes. He felt that he should have brought the wedding date forward.

#总是不定期的受到这样惊吓的城主很心塞#

#城主大大: I think my Xuan'er can only learn not when she becomes a mother! Disorderly! Run! #