Ye Gucheng has no interest in the throne.
For him, sitting on that icy throne is much better than standing on the top of Baiyun City and looking at the sea waves thousands of miles away.
Together with the Nanwang Mansion to conspire against each other, but each takes what they need.
If the son of the Southern Prince sits in the ninth fifth position, he will avenge the innocent and tragic deaths of the people of Baiyun City. This is something that today's sons cannot do anyway. Although both Yuan Chonghuan and Murong Bo were dead, everyone knew that if it wasn't for the acquiescence or even the instruction of the first emperor, would Yuan Chonghuan have the guts to do so? However, His Majesty today, no matter what, he can't do this.
Although today is many times wiser than the first emperor, he can't point to his father's spiritual seat and say something wrong. Even if the first emperor is wrong, it is right. Anyway, the culprit is dead, and this matter should be over. Otherwise, if this unfilial hat is worn, even the emperor will be condemned by the people of the world.
This matter used to cause a lot of trouble, but as time went by, the older generation got old, the new generation grew up, and after the great change in the world, fewer and fewer people knew about it. After all, it has nothing to do with me, no matter how big the mistake is, it's just a matter of watching the excitement, only the person involved will deeply remember it in my heart.
Ye Gucheng's father had been thinking about this matter all his life, and when he was dying, he called Ye Gucheng, who was still a boy, to his bedside, and the last thing he said was this matter. As time passed, this matter was like a thorn, a vine, deeply pierced into his heart, no matter what, he had to seek justice for those innocent people in Baiyun City who died in vain.
It was quite a coincidence that Lu Xiaofeng was able to know about this. He is a nosy person, he likes to make trouble, even if he changes his temper and stops making trouble, trouble will find him. And when Lu Xiaofeng got into trouble, he inadvertently got the remnants of the correspondence between the Nanwang Mansion and Wang Zhaoxi, the leader of the Sichuan-Shaanxi Green Forest.
If someone else sees those papers that are only partly left and have no details, they probably don't know where to throw them after changing hands. But Lu Xiaofeng is not an ordinary person, his ability to cause trouble is comparable to his ability to investigate cases. Any case in his hands, as long as there are clues, he can use this to track down the truth.
Although, I don't know if it's a coincidence, most of the people behind the cases Lu Xiaofeng encountered were his friends.
This time Lu Xiaofeng followed the clues to Wang Zhaoxi's place, and then from Wang Zhaoxi's place to Nanwang Mansion. And Lu Xiaofeng has a very good relationship with the six gates of the imperial court. Many of the famous arresters are either his friends or have good friendships with him. Therefore, it seems that the South Palace wants to rebel. It seems to be a secret. In fact, I know everything I need to know.
This conspiracy will not succeed at all, it will be a death anyway, it doesn't make any difference whether Prince Nan's son dies sooner or later.
This news is only known to Lu Xiaofeng, and no one else knows. Lu Xiaofeng's mouth is not tight, but when friends ask him to keep it secret, he can also keep it tighter than a clam shell.
Therefore, from Ye Gucheng's point of view, Nan Wang's son is dead now. Although he did not do it, Nan Wang will obviously not let Baiyun City go. Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, although Ye Gucheng has some scruples, he is not afraid of him after all. If Ye Gucheng was really afraid, it would be impossible for him to become a Flying Immortal.
The moon shines on the sea, the waves are undulating, and the silver waves are dotted. The night is darker, but this world is brighter.
The Nanwang Mansion got the news, countless guards were holding torches, and the crimson torches lit up the night, guarding the coast like a dragon of fire.
Although there were many of them, they were extremely quiet. Under such a heavy atmosphere, they had no choice but to be quiet. No one here can be the master, dare to be the master, and they don't have a boat. Even if there is one, the four people on the cruise ship can pick one out at random, and it's not something they, a group of rabble, can stop. Knowing that staying here is futile, they have no other choice.
The shore seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, but none of the four people on the cruise ship looked at them and ignored them. It seemed that the guards of Nanwang Mansion were here to escort them. People with high skills are bold, and chivalrous people use martial arts to break the ban. When the people of the Jianghu have high enough military power, it is difficult for the imperial court to do anything to them.
Lu Xiaofeng drank the whole jar of wine, he hiccupped and said, "One more jar."
As an alcoholic, Lu Xiaofeng would definitely not be able to get away with just one jar of wine, at least ten jars.
Ye Gucheng felt that the wine was not his, so he never opened his mouth.
Ximen Chuuxue didn't bother to pay attention to him.
Of course Jiang Li did the same.
Lu Xiaofeng realized it, he gave a coquettish smile, jumped up and got into the cabin by himself. As a guy with a sharper nose than a dog, even if it's his first time here, he knows where the wine is. Moreover, he knew that Ye Gucheng wanted to say something, and it wasn't to him, so Lu Xiaofeng was sensible enough not to come here.
With a flick of his toes, Jiang Li also fell to the stern of the boat.
With the ear strength of the two, if they want to hear, there is no difference in any place on the ship. But showing your attitude is enough. Ye Gucheng had a glorious life, even if it was this matter, there was nothing he couldn't say to others. There was nothing invisible about his purpose, it was just the secrecy of the matter that required his silence.
Swordsmen are always sincere and dedicated, and only then can they strive for the top.
Now, Ye Gucheng had to rush back to Baiyun City to beware of Nanwang's upcoming revenge. In contrast, Wanmei Villa is far away in the northern part of Saibei. After all, King Nan is just a feudal lord, and his power in the northern part of the country has been greatly reduced. He has the intention to make trouble, but in the short term, his hand will not be able to reach that far.
After drinking the tea in the cup, Ye Gucheng said: "Master Ximen, although we can't fight this time..."
Ximen Chuuxue's eyes were as bright as a morning star, he said: "We haven't fought before, why don't we continue now?"
Lu Xiaofeng secretly communicated a few words with Ye Gucheng.
This can't be hidden from Ximen Chuuxue, but Ximen Chuuxue is not Lu Xiaofeng either, he is not so curious, he doesn't care what Lu Xiaofeng said.
Hearing the words, Ye Gucheng put down his teacup, and said calmly, "Since the master of Ximen Village is in a good mood, Ye must accompany him."
Even if he died because of this decisive battle, Ye Gucheng would have no regrets. Ximen Chuuxue will shoulder the responsibility of temporarily protecting Baiyun City for him, and Baiyun City will also have a next city lord. Lu Xiaofeng will also fight for justice in front of the current saint, and return justice to those common people. That being the case, what else did he care about
Only the sword is out.
"This sword is an elite overseas cold sword. It blows hair and breaks hair. The sword's edge is three feet three, and the net weight is six catties and four taels." Ye Gucheng said.
Ximen Chuixue said: "This sword is the sharpest weapon in the world, the blade is three feet seven inches, and the net weight is seven catties and thirteen taels."
"Please." Ye Gucheng held his sword.
"Please." Ximen Chuuxue said the same.
Ye Gucheng tapped his toes and lifted into the air with his strength, his figure was ethereal, as if he had really become a white cloud in the sky.
His focused expression and lofty temperament may only be comparable to real immortals.
Really, people are like flying immortals, and swords are like flying immortals.
Ximen Chuuxue waited solemnly.
His whole body is sharp and hidden, and if he unsheaths a little, it seems that even this world will be cut to pieces by the sword energy.
The murderous aura enveloped the whole world, even reaching the distant shore, it still sent chills down the spine.
Ye Gucheng made a move.
Facing an opponent like Ximen Chuuxue, he didn't hold back, and directly used the stunt "Flying Immortal".
It was as if clouds from the sky had fallen on the human world, and the wisps of cloud aura were actually wisps of sword aura, and each sword aura contained vast murderous intent.
Jiang Li's eyes were serious.
As expected, Flying Immortal Beyond Heaven is a sword move that does not belong to the world, and it is also an extremely beautiful sword move. It seemed to come from beyond the nine heavens. If it hadn't bloomed in Ye Gucheng's hands, Jiang Li would not be able to determine its trajectory. It seemed to be born from the dark void. Is this really a sword technique that humans can use? Is this really a sword move that can be accepted
Encountering such a move, Jiang Li felt that the only way for her to deal with it was to reduce the damage. Heaven and earth are low
No way, Jiansan's skills are just so shameless.
Jiang Li's three sword skills are naturally far better than Ye Gucheng in terms of practicality and comprehensiveness.
But Ye Gucheng's sword alone is enough to make the world feel ashamed.
But Ximen Chuuxue was not included.
The stronger Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship, the brighter his eyes.
Ximen Chuuxue also drew his sword, and came first.
Compared with Ye Gucheng, his swordsmanship is simple and unpretentious, and it also contains layers of murderous intentions, only taking a quick word.
In the world of martial arts, everything is invincible, only speed cannot be broken.
Ximen Chuuxue's swordsmanship was at its peak, and the trajectory of the sword could no longer be seen clearly with the naked eye.
The two long swords collided instantly, making a dull sound, which made people feel dizzy.
Ye Gucheng moved.
Ximen Chuuxue also moved.
They left the cruise ship, from the boat, and hit the sea.
This ship can't bear their sword energy, if it doesn't leave, it will be ruined.
Two white shadows crossed each other, only the sound of two swords colliding could be heard.
Lu Xiaofeng couldn't care less about drinking, he threw the wine jar aside, got out from the cabin, squinted his eyes, and stared at the figures of the two. Their speed was too fast, with Lu Xiaofeng's ability, there were double images in front of his eyes, and it was because of using his eyes too much that he felt a burning tingling sensation.
But he won't close his eyes. Missing even a moment in such a peerless battle will be a lifelong regret.
As Ximen Chuuxue's friend, although Lu Xiaofeng didn't want Ye Gucheng to have an accident, but in the end he still had some bias towards Ximen Chuuxue. In the past, once Lu Xiaofeng got into a big problem that couldn't be dealt with, he would often ask Ximen Chuuxue for help. He trusted Ximen Chuuxue even more than he trusted himself.
But when the opponent was Ye Gucheng, just because of these three words, Lu Xiaofeng's heart was in his throat.
He was ready, and once the two decided the winner, they would immediately go to save people.
Jiang Li silently cut Yunshang, this was the first time she cut milk, after all, nurses don't have much attack power, so they are not easy to mess with. It's just that there is a big gap between Jiutian Xuanmeng and Hanji's appearance, so she didn't change her weapon. Even if Hades wants someone to die at the third watch, she can keep him until the fifth watch. As long as there is still a breath, it is impossible to believe that it will not be saved!
The fight has reached a fever pitch! Because of their battle, the sea caused huge waves.
The angry waves engulfed the figures of the two of them, the strong wind howled, and the torrential sea water rushed towards the river.
The full moon hangs high.
Lu Xiaofeng's palms were covered with sweat.
Jiang Li said leisurely: "Hero Lu, who do you think won?"