Immortal sword edge

Chapter 94 Defeated

Ye Gucheng was defeated!

Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, is known as the Sword Immortal. Ye Gucheng, who has never been defeated since he came out of the rivers and lakes, lost!

As a swordsman, there is only one result of defeat, and that is death!So, is he dead? !

When this thought flashed through their minds, the shocked crowd finally woke up. Countless eyes were fixed on the blood-stained figure, surrounded by deathly silence.

Ximen Chuuxue's face was very pale and his expression was cold, like the cold moon in the sky. His sword had already returned to its sheath, and he jumped off the roof with the man in his arms.

The sound of rapid footsteps came, and Jun Yuqing separated from the crowd and stood straight in front of the two of them. His pale complexion, closed eyes, and the glaring blood on his chest made his heartbeat stop instantly, and his whole body The blood seemed to have frozen.

he died? !How could he die!He is not someone else, he is Ye Gucheng!Even if his opponent was Ximen Fuxue, the only swordsman who could stand side by side with him, he never thought that he would lose or die!In his heart, Ye Gucheng has always been invincible!

Jun Yuqing wore a bright yellow dragon robe, which clearly showed his identity, and everyone avoided them one after another, not daring to be too aggressive.

Only Ximen Chuuxue didn't even look at him, and left with Ye Gucheng in his arms.

"Stop!" Jun Yuqing yelled, subconsciously grabbing Ye Gucheng's weakly hanging wrist with both hands, but was dodged by Ximen Chuuxue.Jun Yuqing became even more angry, he said coldly: "Where are you taking him?!"

Ximen Chuuxue finally cast a glance at him, and said coldly: "It has nothing to do with you!"

Jun Yuqing laughed back angrily, "It has nothing to do with me?! Well, the one has nothing to do with me! Don't forget, Master Ximen, the one who died was my teacher, the master of a country's emperor. Do you think you can get out of this place tonight?" A palace door?!"

As soon as these words came out, a bloody murderous aura rushed towards his face, and the people present held their weapons tightly almost instantly.

Even though he was still immersed in the sadness of Ye Gucheng's death, Lu Xiaofeng still said: "Your Majesty, this is a decisive battle between swordsmen. Since Ye Gucheng accepted Ximen's invitation to fight, he is ready to die. This matter has its own set of rules in Jianghu, Your Majesty should not interfere."

There were two blushes on Jun Yuqing's handsome cheeks, he sneered and said: "I am the Son of Heaven, what I say is the law of the king, no rules can override the law of the king." He turned his head slowly, his gaze full of murderous intent It fell on Ximen Chuuxue, "I want a person to die, and if that person doesn't die, he is resisting the decree!"

What he said was extremely outrageous. If he was an ordinary person, he would have been beaten to the ground long ago, but he is the Son of Heaven, the king of a country, and he has the right to say any outrageous and unreasonable words.

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes were cold, he held the sword tightly in his hand, the sword was cold, the person in his arms was also cold, and his words were also cold, he said: "Get out of the way!"

If eyes could kill, Ximen Chuuxue would definitely die a hundred times!Jun Yuqing flicked his sleeves, and countless guards with knives and guns surrounded the entire Chongde Hall.

"Put down the emperor, otherwise none of you will be able to get out!"

There was a commotion among the crowd. The people who could enter the palace tonight were all well-known masters in the Jianghu. It's just that no matter how high a person's force is, they can't compete with a crowd of people. What's more, they are facing a group of well-trained troops.

Thus, more than a dozen pairs of eyes involuntarily turned to the stern man standing aside!

Ximen Chuuxue has never been a cowardly person, with a sword in hand, there is no place in the world that he dare not go to, and there is no one and opponent he dare not challenge.But now, he looked down at the sleeping man in his arms, and said, "He's not dead."

A faint sentence without any emotion shocked everyone. Everyone knows that Ximen Chuuxue's sword is a murderous sword. No one has ever lived under his sword, and they all watched the cold sword stabbed with their own eyes. How could he not die if he pierced through Ye Gucheng's chest? !

Jun Yuqing's first reaction was disbelief, but there was still excitement and joy in his heart. He reached forward, almost subconsciously wanting to prove whether he was lying.

A tall and thin figure stood in front of him, and the old man said: "Your Majesty, be careful, beware of fraud!"

Jun Yuqing paused, and indeed hesitated.

The corner of Ximen Chuuxue's lips curled into a sarcastic arc, and he said, "Let me go, otherwise, even if he doesn't die now, he will die later."

Jun Yuqing was silent for a moment, then said: "Give him to me, the imperial doctor in the palace will treat him."

"Your Majesty," Lu Xiaofeng suddenly interjected, "Ximen's medical skills are not inferior to his sword skills. I guarantee my life that it is safest for City Lord Ye to be healed by him."

Jun Yuqing fell silent again. Although he didn't know the extent of Ye Gucheng's injury, a sword piercing through his heart was not a minor injury. It must be a matter of life and death. He knew the level of the royal doctor in the palace. Such an injury is absolutely nothing. sure!But, just let the other party take him away?He is not reconciled, not at all!

The atmosphere gradually became solemn, and all eyes fell on the two people who were facing each other. With Ximen Chuuxue's temper, no one would force him to do something he didn't want to do, even if the other party was the king of a country. It depends on Jun Yuqing's decision.Whether it is war or peace, it is all in his mind!

The deep eyes were flickering, no one knew what he was thinking, everyone involuntarily clenched the weapons in their hands, the air was stagnant, and the trend was ready to go.

But at this moment, a soft voice suddenly came, "Let them leave!"

Although the tone was gentle, it carried an undeniable sense of command. Who in the world could speak to the Son of Heaven in such a tone? !

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound in amazement, the large robes were hidden in the shadows, no one could see his face clearly, only saw a snow-white streak that seemed to be a cat or a fox, or something else The small animal thing was quietly held in his arms, wagging its big tail.

Just when everyone thought Jun Yuqing would get angry, he stood silently aside, looking at his expression, it seemed that he agreed? !

Who is that man?To make the king of a country obey his advice? !This question pops up in almost everyone's mind, but there is no answer.

Ximen Chuuxue was the first to leave. He took a deep look at that dark corner, and then disappeared into the dark night without looking back.

The crowd gradually dispersed, only a bright yellow figure stood quietly in the same place, the hands in the sleeves were clenched into fists, the veins were protruding, and there seemed to be flames burning in those dark eyes.

The king of a country, the emperor of heaven, is still controlled by others in the end. He can't even protect and keep the one he likes. His majesty is really useless.

He is not reconciled, absolutely not reconciled!One day, he will let those who ignore him and disrespect him die without a place of burial, and he wants no one in this world to dare to disobey his wishes, and he can do whatever he wants, without having to bear it anymore Don't be patient, be unscrupulous from now on!He wants to become the real one above tens of millions!

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When he woke up, his mind was still a little confused, and he didn't know where he was.

Then there was a severe pain in his chest. When he tilted his head, he saw a red plum poking in from the window. There was still a little snow on the petals, which melted into crystal water droplets under the temperature of the room, dripping and falling. Down.

His gaze fell directly on the red plum without moving away, as if he was fascinated by it.

Until the door was pushed open with a creak, a man in white with a icy appearance walked in, and then seemed to have noticed something, he raised his head, looked this way, his eyes suddenly met, and the air in the room become stagnant.

After a long time, Ximen Chuuxue turned around, closed the door, and kept all the wind and snow out of the house, then walked towards the person lying on the bed.

With steady steps, he approached gradually, and finally stopped beside the bed. He stretched out his hand to hold Ye Gucheng's wrist, and felt his pulse.

Ye Gucheng didn't say a word, and let him do whatever he wanted. After a while, Ximen Chuuxue finally said the first sentence after entering the room, "I want to check your wound."

Ye Gucheng paused, then opened his arms, slightly exposing his chest.

Ximen Chuuxue carefully lifted him up, fetched two pillows and put them behind him, with a light twitch of his slender fingertips, he flexibly untied his belt, the snow-white undershirt was half-faded, and his bandage-wrapped chest was clearly visible. into his eyes.

The wound was small but deep, and it had already begun to scar. It was only a short line away from the heart. This was the result of trying his best to withdraw the sword after he realized something was wrong that day, but even so, he spent three full days, He tried his best to rescue him without sleep, and spent all kinds of precious medicinal materials without money, but Ye Gucheng still fell into a coma for three months before waking up.

The day of the martial arts competition was still a full moon night, but when he woke up, it was already cold winter.The plum blossoms in Wanmei Villa are in full bloom.

The medicine is good medicine, very effective for general trauma, it was formulated by Ximen Chuuxue himself according to the prescription left by Ling Xiao, there are probably only a few bottles in this world.

The slender fingertips picked up some light green plasters, and spread them on the opponent's wounds. The movements were gentle, and the strength would never let the wounds open again, and an elegant fragrance gradually diffused.

The long black hair fell on his neck, causing a slight itchiness. Ye Gucheng's eyes were downcast, and no one could clearly see the emotion in his eyes.

After applying the medicine, he took a clean bandage and wrapped it carefully and earnestly again. Ximen Chuuxue covered him with a quilt, and said calmly: "You just woke up, so you shouldn't move around. I'll go and give you some food to eat." .” After finishing speaking, he turned and went out.

The door was closed again, and the person who hadn't spoken since waking up sighed deeply, his brows were full of tiredness.