Recently, Wu Wuqing has been busy with the two right-hand men in his hand for the establishment of the Xiwu Gate.

Rushing around, running around, and dotting the relationship between the top and bottom of the city, finally passed the permission - or can only only install a brocade banner of "Xiwu Gate" in front of the City God Temple!

However...... Wu Wuqing had already secretly prepared everything, and did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to buy the courtyard opposite the City God Temple, and that place was used to prepare all the matters of the Xiwu Gate!

Wu Wuqing was followed by a few small servants, and he waved his hand and ordered a few of them: "You send a few more people to clean the courtyard......"

In the eyes of everyone looking back in confusion, Wu Wuqing was still as warm as jade, and her face was handsome and chic, but the silver hair on her sideburns was like silk, fine and dense, and she couldn't escape everyone's eyes.

A few passing girls were still fascinated by it, and they couldn't help but avoid it.

Wu Wuqing couldn't help but smile at this, his eyebrows moved and his eyes didn't move, and in the trance of spring, he couldn't help but think of that person involuntarily...... Nothing can be said about her.

I can only silently let time fly by, rush by, and in the end, all that settles into the stream and rocks are fine dots of dense gravel.

As for that person, the memory in his mind has slowly faded, fading the original bright color, perhaps because of the pain he has suffered after so many years of perseverance, and he has no power or intention to continue to accumulate it.

One day, he will completely forget this person, with her appearance, her temperament.

Wu Wuqing was silent, and the pestle stepped in place, and after thinking for a while, he walked in the direction that deviated from the courtyard.

Also a few days ago, Duan Shuiyao and Jingshuiting, two good brothers who lived in the Baixi Pavilion, mentioned to him that there was a recent incident in Shucheng - about the whereabouts of He Xiong.

Wu Wuqing was a little calm, and the wind blew through her black hair, which was chic and graceful like a waterfall, shining with glittering colors.

The eyebrows remain the same, just a little more sadness, less greed for the world, a black soft brocade robe replaces the straight white robe, the purity and snow white of the world have turned into a shadow and a failure, and there are blood and tears that cannot be buried.

I don't know when, since Ye Feng's death, he has been invisibly looking for her figure.

However, even though he knew that it was already an empty dream, he couldn't help but fantasize and sink, and couldn't help but think that the back was her, however, when Yiren turned around, he was already smiling—for his own stupidity and persistence.

Wu Wuqing vaguely remembers that little by little at that time, a spring rain, a dream, and the smoke of the past swept away.

Dressed in black, he walked away with a sword, and his sideburns were no longer what they were at that time, losing the obsidian-like and bright color of his youth, in exchange for the paleness and powerlessness of looking down on all the impermanence of the world.

The buildings are contiguous, the houses are flying swallows, and the corridors are high.

Wu Wuqing walked quickly, and soon stopped to the lively and busy Baixi Pavilion, like a fluttering swallow falling into the mortal world, the black feather was like a lightning bolt, the robe fell down, and the sword of the Youlian was held in a wide and wide hand.

The sword eyebrows are starry, and the eyebrows are like a circle, pretending to contain things that the world can't see clearly.

The shopkeeper's eyes were like electricity, and he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure at a glance, Wu Wuqing often frequented the Baixi Pavilion, was a frequent visitor here, and often had close contacts with the VIP Jingshui Pavilion and Duan Shui Yao who lived in the "Tian" brand, and also dealt with other businessmen who traveled all over the world, among these people, wealthy businessmen accounted for the majority.

Seeing that the "cash cow" was coming, the maids standing up and down the Baixi Pavilion and the corridor of the high and low viewing platform naturally flocked to it, and their eyes never left Wu Wuqing for a moment - Uncle Wu!

The aroma of rouge gouache is flying all over the sky, and the green scarf and red mantle are dazzling, and you can't hold your breath and calm down.

But Wu Wuqing didn't care about these beauties, and when he passed by a staircase, he was just wondering when these people would be able to make room for him to stay.

Unfortunately, the shopkeeper was unable to follow and deliver the "day" number.

Wu Wuqing reluctantly stepped back, turned her back and said bitterly, she knew that she was walking masked like last time, so no one knew anyone.

Wu Wuqing lowered her voice and said, "Xiao Er, did you leak the secret with these young ladies again about my coming?"

"Well, this one!" The shopkeeper smiled, "Naturally, I can't stop their honey sword!" You have to ask me for something......"

"Alright! Next time I'll definitely not let anyone know, including you! I will...... Sneak up to the 'sky' number, and then you can ask a group of them to wait for me there! Wu Wuqing lowered her eyebrows, turned her head, covered her mouth and snickered, don't you play tricks on this group of maids, is he really a humanoid model that can be observed?!

The shopkeeper said happily: "Deling!"

"In the future, I will definitely remind these girls to call that place to wait for you!"

Wu Wuqing smiled with great satisfaction, and seemed to be very satisfied with the answer of the shopkeeper.

The next time he comes, he won't attract so many bees and butterflies, and he will come secretly and walk lightly and briskly, how unrestrained!

"Free, uninhibited, free, uninhibited!" Wu Wuqing turned his back and flew to the top of the tall building in one step, like a dragonfly landing on the ground, and when he raised his eyes, Yan flew away in shock, facing the guest room in the "sky" number C room.

These few words are the wise words that he will abide by for the rest of his life, as long as there is something that violates these words, then he will definitely not continue to cling to the so-called persistence.

The head can be broken and the blood can be shed, which is not the motto he Wu Wuqing keeps!

Ever since Ye Feng stopped leaving his world, the brave and fearless Wu Wuqing before was gone!

In the past, he was condescending, bound to distinguish between you and me, right and wrong, and a duel in the Juyi Hall of the Hundred Years Martial Arts Village in Shucheng, a majestic faction, a white robe fell to the ground, shaking the black ink jade fan and called the Dragon Sword Swordsman, however...... has experienced so many things, and today, he is still just a very ordinary and ordinary person!

It's just that he has come to this day by virtue of the glory of being enshrined as one of the four great swordsmen who have not completely retreated from disillusionment.

With the maturity of the year he has entered, as well as the self-confidence and pampered style that he has established in the past, the martial arts that have been precipitated over the years, and this handsome and chic face, he can enjoy and have the care and support of so many maids.

Come to think of it, falling into this can be regarded as putting yourself in a state of shame and cowardice! There is no escape, nowhere to live......

Wu Wuqing looked left and right, glanced up, glanced down, and saw that there was no one around, only the aimless silence, he finally took a step forward, raised his hand and knocked on the door, the clear knock was pleasant, but the room was dull and silent, this atmosphere was extremely depressing, making it difficult to restrain people.

Should...... Something must have happened to them, right?

Wu Wuqing seemed to have an ominous premonition, he kicked open the door, and broke into the dark and daylit room with the sword of the Dark Lotus, a bright light illuminated his vision, and on the bed in front of him, there was a woman, a woman with a beautiful face covered by a futon......

Then he lifted it open, and the man ...... Good life is familiar, it seems to have been seen in the Liuhua Creek Water Field, but I don't remember when.

He continued to look at it like this, with a puzzled expression, his eyes wandering like a swimming fish, and then he bent down to probe the snort of the person in front of him, the jade face, the skin like jade, he couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, and wanted to find out.

He held his breath, his heart couldn't help but tighten, his eyebrows were undulating like peaks, the waves in his eyes were uncertain, let the wind blow, the tide was flat, the tide rose and fell, the tide rose, and he seemed to be depressed.

He took a tight breath, smothered between his chest, and lifted the thin pink veil with his eyes closed, no, how could she be her!

He looked back, and sure enough...... Sure enough, it's not!

He suddenly returned, this room seemed to belong to him for a long time, not to his memories, not to his past, he should forget...... Forget all the roots of fear and pain!

The sword fell into the room, the door was completely open, and the wind from all directions rushed to the place for a moment.

The woman lying on the bed was just a little like Ye Feng's eyes, but it made him so worried......

In the world, the word love is really the most difficult thing to get rid of!

He wanted to chuckle, but he couldn't, he looked at it with such mockery and playfulness, and yet, at this moment, he couldn't laugh at all!

Let the wind blow, let all the bitterness and chaos erode his heart.

"Hey!" The woman suddenly came to her senses.

Wu Wuqing turned around, as if he had made up his mind to face all this, seeing this woman who was half a point similar to the former Ye Fengzhu, all the pain was surging like a tide, but in the face of all this, taking this step already means that he wants to draw a boundary against the past!

"I'm coming......" Wu Wuqing responded, pressed his eyebrows and fell into deep thought, suddenly settled, stopped at the threshold for a second, the woman in front of him must be an illusion sent by God to torture him three times and five times, but he was on the verge of life and death to bear this pain, and he was willing to taste it......

He would rather the person in front of him be her, how nice it would be!

"Brother Wu, can I call you Big Brother, right...... Brother Jing and Brother Duan saved me. ”

Wu Wuqing took a step, and when she heard the words of this little sister, she threw a kind but polite smile and responded, "Oh, I see."

It must be Duan Shuiyao who dragged Jingshui Pavilion to the land of Flower Street and Willow Lane to rescue the so-called common people, right? Hum!