Ziqin always thought that what Lu Xiaofeng said was very reasonable, but this will make Ziqin sure that Lu Xiaofeng said something wrong.

The saddest thing in life is not that you go to save your friend, the northwest wind blows in the cold, and your other friend is drinking wine and eating hot pot, compared to this incident, Ziqin thinks that another thing is more tragic.

This thing is that you know all the development process from beginning to end, but you can't quickly cut through the chaos to change all the regrets.

What Ye Gucheng wanted, Ziqin knew, and he also understood how Ye Gucheng could not duel with Ximen Blowing Snow.

If the prince of Zhennan becomes the emperor immediately, then Ye Gucheng is afraid that he will turn around and return to Baiyun City.

This person should not have appeared in mortal dust, he was originally a heavenly immortal, a heavenly white jade jing, on the fifth floor and twelve floors. Isn't this the White Cloud City that we are talking about?

Many people think that Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow are the same kind of people, but in fact they are not, Ximen Blowing Snow is a sword god, everything about him belongs to the sword, and later he even has his feelings gone, if it weren't for the fact that there is another person named Lu Xiaofeng in this world, maybe Ximen Blowing Snow has been lost in the world of swords.

But Ye Gucheng has a human bond in his heart, although Ziqin doesn't know why Ye Gucheng helped the prince of Zhennan to rebel, but he knows that it must be because of some kind of fetters, even if he falls from the fairy world, he can't let go of the fetters.

Ziqin didn't know where to start, he could only see the moves, but during this period, he was still able to do some things, such as finding a sword god who was now sealed with memories that belonged to the sword.

Jingshi is very big, unimaginably big, and there are many shops where Jingshi makes cakes, but this is not difficult for Ziqin, although Ziqin has forgotten what the store where the sword god is hiding is called.

But first, Ziqin remembered that he was looking for a time-honored brand, and secondly, the area of this pastry shop was still very large, so the scope of the search was narrowed down a lot.

After narrowing down the scope of the search, Ziqin didn't look for it stupidly, he only did one thing, and that was to find a group of beggars' nests, real beggars' nests, not poles.

There are so many little beggars in Beijing that it didn't take much time for Ziqin to figure out how many time-honored pastry shops there are in Beijing, and by the way, how many time-honored hotels, how many time-honored roast duck shops, how many time-honored silk villages, and how many ............ In short, if someone wants to rely on Ziqin to ask the beggar, what clues are found, it is almost equivalent to going through all the time-honored shops in Jingshi, and I am afraid that in this world, except for the current emperor, even the Admiral of the Nine Gates of Jingshi will not be able to do such a thing.

There are not many time-honored pastry shops in Jingshi, there are only a dozen or twenty in total, and Ziqin's luck is not bad, and he finally found a four-room pastry shop at noon.

The façade of the four-bay room, with the courtyard and the house behind, combined with the impression in his memory, as well as the sword god and his wife, it seems that Ouyang also lived in Ziqin is almost certainly this family.

Tidying up his shirt slightly, Ziqin Shi Shiran walked into the store.

This is a time-honored pastry shop, no matter which aspect you look at, it has nothing to do with martial arts, and when Ziqin walked in, he immediately came up to greet the guys in the store.

"I want to buy a lot of pastries, you'd better let the boss talk to me."

Ziqin politely looked at the guy and smiled, the latter's face showed a hint of hesitation, and then laughed again.

"The boss can tell me how many pastries he wants to buy."

"One thousand catties, such a quantity, can you give me a satisfactory discount, can you call the shots."

Ziqin looked at the man's obviously embarrassed face and suddenly sneered, and when he said this, the man's face suddenly tightened, and he quickly ran towards the backyard.

Looking at the panicked appearance of the guy here, Zi Qin couldn't help laughing, although the sword god was smart and thought of this way to hide in the city, but the sword god was not a scheming person in the end, but he didn't think that a group of ordinary people could keep the secret.

didn't wait for that guy to return, Ziqin's figure flickered, and he had already performed light skills and entered the backyard, but none of the other guys in the store found that Ziqin had entered the backyard.

Behind the pastry shop was a delicate little garden, Ziqin walked slowly through the garden, he was not in a hurry, he didn't seem to care at all that the guy would tell the sword god about his situation.

As he walked through the small garden, he heard the stammering sound of the man, as if he was reporting something to someone, and Ziqin walked out of the garden to see a scene that he would never have imagined.

Behind the garden, a girl with a slightly bulging belly lies on a chaise longone, and next to the chaise longue is a man dressed in white, who does not look like a man on earth but like a fairy in the sky.

Ziqin couldn't describe the feeling this man gave people, but in the face of such a man, Ziqin felt that his fingers trembled slightly, not fear, but excitement, the excitement of wanting to fight when he saw the peerless swordsman, and maybe there were others.

However, Ziqin's eyes immediately saw the woman lying on the chaise longue again, and saw the inadvertent smile on the corner of the sword god's mouth, and in an instant, Ziqin's whole person calmed down, and the immortal disappeared, and there was only one person here, a mortal, with love, a wife, and even a mortal who was about to have children.

The guy was already stunned when he saw Ziqin walk in, and he stood there in a daze, watching Ziqin walk up to him step by step.

"You go down first."

The sword god laughed and said to the fellow, who turned and ran away as if he had been pardoned.

"It's worthy of the snake king, and you can actually find it here."

The smile on the corner of the sword god's mouth has disappeared, but in Ziqin's eyes, the person in front of him is still not an immortal, but a mortal, because at this time, this person's hands are empty.

There is no sword in the sword god's hand.

"Before I came, I was very worried about Ye Gucheng, but after I came, I was very worried that Ye Gucheng was not worth it."

Ziqin didn't pay attention to how the Sword God knew about himself, and even he didn't know what he was talking about, he only knew that there were some words that he didn't vomit and were unhappy about, so he naturally said it.

With Ziqin's words, the sword god's face slowly sank, and on the recliner, Sun Xiuqing's eyes were filled with a faint pain.

"I never thought that one day I would meet a sword god who didn't even have a sword in his hand."

Ziqin continued to speak, but the sword god laughed again, he stretched out his hand to look at Sun Xiuqing, and his smile was as gentle as an ordinary person.

"I'm not a sword god."

In a very common sentence, Ziqin looked at the man who was holding Sun Xiuqing in the sun and holding his wife who was about to give birth, and Ziqin didn't know what to say for a while.

"I don't want to kill people today."

The sword god was still smiling, but Ziqin could see the arrogance higher than the sky in the eyes of the sword god, Ziqin suddenly understood that the sword god had not completely become a mortal, the sword god's laughter was only because of the woman on the recliner, and the mortal state of the sword god only existed next to the woman on the recliner.

Of course, a swordsman can't do without a sword, but there is a kind of human sword that can be sealed, because once the sword of such a person is unsealed from the seal, it will be even more terrifying.

It is like an adult old wine, the longer it is stored, the greater its strength, and when it is stored to cause qualitative changes, the wine will become pulp, and the swordsman will become a sword god.

The battle with Ye Gucheng and the difference with Sun Xiuqing finally achieved the realm of the Sword God, but Ye Gucheng was the only one.

Ye Gucheng died in that decisive battle, he didn't lose in swordsmanship, nor in mentality, he simply lost in that bond, if he didn't have that bond, maybe he wouldn't have been able to transcend without fighting with the sword god.

It's a pity that Ye Gucheng has no future, so his legend can only stay at the top of the Forbidden City forever.

Ziqin's fists were clenched, and countless people sang about this duel, and countless people praised it, they used Ye Gucheng's death and the fame of the Sword God to revel in their own world, but how unfair this team of Ye Gucheng was.

In the past, Ziqin was also intoxicated by this beauty, a legendary fall, so beautiful that it was suffocating sadness.

It's just that it was before, but now Ziqin just wants to stop this beauty, no matter how beautiful and sad it is, how can it be as important as his friends to live.

Ziqin looked at the Sword God deeply, and suddenly let out a long sigh, he turned around and left slowly.

Although it wasn't a long time, Ziqin already knew that he couldn't stop this duel here, the sword god, after all, was the sword god, he couldn't change the sword god's mind, maybe even Sun Xiuqing couldn't change it.

Similarly, Ziqin also knew that he couldn't kill the Sword God, even if he didn't have a sword in his hand, he couldn't kill the Sword God, although he was confident that the Sword God would not be able to kill him, but, even if the strength was equal, even if the Sword God needed to be distracted to protect Sun Xiuqing, killing the Sword God was not something that Ziqin could do now.

There will be a way, there will be a way.

Ziqin walked out of the pastry shop and said to himself over and over again in his heart, and then he wandered aimlessly down the street, and he suddenly found a very practical sentence.

People can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes.

In the morning, he had made up his mind not to contact Lu Xiaofeng's troublesome friends, but this time, his son Qin suddenly found that he still had to contact Lu Xiaofeng's troublesome friends.

Because, only by participating in the plot can he have the opportunity to help Ye Gucheng and make his friend immortal.

Ziqin doesn't remember when he heard someone say such a sentence, before and after the decisive battle, it was quite simple to find a Mudao person in Jingshi, because there must be many Taoist priests in the place where there are Mudao people.

Regardless of whether this is true or wrong, but when Ziqin saw a group of Taoist priests and immediately saw Lu Xiaofeng, he knew that it was estimated that the Mu Daoist was about to appear.

Sure enough, Ziqin soon saw a Taoist in the bookstore next to Lu Xiaofeng, a Taoist with white hair like silver threads and a broken Taoist robe on his body.

(To be continued)