Xue Huan

Chapter 42 Chapter 39

On August [-]th, the silver moon is as bright as a jade plate.

The Forbidden City is quiet tonight, but it is also lively.Zhuo Donglai and the prince arranged an unknown number of forces in the dark. Not to mention, the gates of the four corners of the city have already been locked, blocking many people who are scratching their hearts and lungs outside the gates and wanting to witness this unrivaled battle.

There are only a few people in the huge school field.No soldiers, no maids and eunuchs, silence, night-like silence weighed heavily on everyone's heart.No one is not nervous, although no one shows it, including A Fei who has always been at odds with Ximen Chuuxue.

He and Zhan Xiang were looking for Li Xunhuan as soon as they came here, but the result was disappointing.

"Li Xunhuan will definitely come." It was Lu Xiaofeng who spoke.

Ah Fei didn't look at him or speak, he was right.Although this guy is usually unruly, what he says always makes sense. He always looks calm, so A Fei listened to him last time.

Of course Li Xunhuan would come, how could he not come.

"Perhaps it would be better if the big brother didn't come." Zhan Xiang whispered, his expression was a bit reluctant, but his words were indeed sincere.

Seeing his uneasy expression, Ah Fei sighed in his heart, after all, it was too difficult for him.He is not a martial artist, so the duel between masters on such an occasion is indeed too depressing for him.His eyes were black and blue, and he tried his best to hide his worry and uneasiness. He had been running around with him for the past few days and didn't have a good rest, and he didn't hear him screaming or being tired. If it wasn't for worrying about Li Xun Huan, this pampered The young master must have collapsed long ago.Thinking of this, Ah Fei's originally cold eyes softened a lot.

Zhan Xiang was right, in fact it would be better not to come.But that person was Li Xunhuan, even if something happened to Ximen Chuuxue, he would not hide behind and wait for others to inform him.Maybe I'm stuck with something now?A Fei frowned.

Before midnight, the decisive battle has not yet begun.

Zhuo Donglai looked at the closed city gate with distant eyes.

"The city gate has been closed, who are you waiting for?" After these days, King Anding and Zhuo Donglai got closer.In fact, the prince would never like people like Zhuo Donglai. This kind of people are more ruthless than snakes and scorpions. They are too dangerous and should be guarded against. If not for the same concern for Ye Gucheng in their hearts, they would hardly have any intersection.But even so, he couldn't deny his admiration for this person. He was also a prince from the battlefield. He couldn't remain indifferent when he met Zhuo Donglai, who could master two hundred warriors in such a short period of time. Both cherish talent and fear, this kind of method is really admirable.

"I'm waiting for someone who I'll do my best to stop." He hooked the corner of his mouth in self-deprecating manner.Who can tell whether he wants Li Xun Huan to come over or not?

The prince raised his eyebrows, thinking that Zhuo Donglai had arranged so many martial arts masters in the outer city just to stop one person.Who on earth could make Zhuo Donglai show such an expression? If it weren't for the current situation, he really wanted to make friends.

"Chicken, are swordsmen such incomprehensible creatures?" Sikong Zhaixing sighed with a wry smile, looked at King Anding, and then at himself.

"Perhaps only Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng are particularly incomprehensible." Lu Xiaofeng replied.Ximen Chuuxue is a friend, and King Anding is also a friend. Because of the decisive battle between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue, they were divided into two factions invisibly.These two people have never had any feuds, let alone any grudges, but now they are going to fight to the death here.Lu Xiaofeng looked at the full moon above his head, and sighed inwardly, could there be anything more boring and unreasonable than this.

"Where is Ximen Snowblower?"

"The lord said that Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng have been arranged to rest in a hatchback room."

Ximen Chuuxue was staring at the bright moon in his room at the moment.

On August [-]th, the moon is full and people are full, but things are not as expected. This may be the last time he looks at the moon.However, his expression was no different, neither sad nor happy, just like his state of mind, just like this clear brilliance, as cool as ice water, without the slightest ripple.

After a month of quiet contemplation, he had already emptied his mind and had nothing to do but seek the unity of man and sword in order to meet tonight's duel.

He seems to have changed back to that ruthless Ximen Chuuxue. His world has only swords, he is the sword, and the sword is him. It is so sharp that it breaks the world.He didn't think of Li Xunhuan, ever since he left the book and left, he hadn't thought of him, otherwise how could he be worthy of his painstaking efforts.If he loses, he has no right to think of him in his life.But even so, he is not sure whether he can win, so all he can do is to go all out, be worthy of the sword, and be worthy of the heart.

If you hear the Tao in the morning, you can die in the evening.He and Ye Gucheng were both such people.

It's just that there is already Ximen Chuuxue in the world, but Ye Gucheng still exists. How can there be two equally peerless swords in the world.Therefore, there is no resentment between them, but only hatred, natural hatred.How can a piece of sky be pierced by two swords at the same time, so tonight, for this great hatred, the two swords must meet, and one of them must be broken, whether it is the sword named Ximen Chuuxue or the sword named Ye The sword of the lonely city.

The fine hourglass in the hourglass in the corner is exhausted, and the moon is already in the sky.

Ximen Chuuxue opened his eyes like eternal ice, and walked slowly towards the peak of the Forbidden City.

"They are here." Everyone tensed up and looked at the two people who came out.

The two figures appeared under the moonlight, the same white clothes Shengxue, the same cold light.Ye Gucheng lightly tapped his toes and flew up to the top of the hall, his figure was as graceful as a wind.Behind him is the huge silver moon, the moonlight is too clear, he seems like a banished immortal nine days away, far away from the world and the world of mortals.

"His qinggong is so good?"

"If it's not good, how can I make a flying fairy out of the sky."

Ximen Chuuxue then climbed up the ridge. His lightness kung fu was not as elegant as Ye Gucheng's, but it was as sharp and decisive as the north wind blowing from the south.He is the ice and snow on the high cliff, with the sky behind his back, looking down on the world.

Under the moonlight, the faces of both of them were very white, as white as clouds in autumn, as white as ice on the top of the mountain.The same expressionless face, spotless clothes, cold and proud.

The two looked at each other, and there was an astonishing light in their eyes at the same time, like the lightning that pierced the sky in the summer night, and more like the cold light of the sword in their hands.The aura of the two of them suddenly became terrifying. Before the sword was drawn, the terrifying murderous aura occupied the entire school grounds.What is scary at this time is not the sword in their hands, but the person who holds the sword. A person is like a sword.

Ye Gucheng said: "I have been dreaming about this scene for a long time since we left many years ago."

Ximen Chuixue said, "Me too."

Ye Gucheng said again: "Don't mention the old things, you and I will each do our best tonight."

Ximen Chuixue said, "Naturally."

Ximen Chuuxue raised the sword in his hand, and said coldly: "This sword is the sharpest weapon in the world. The blade is three feet seven inches, and the net weight is seven catties and 13 taels."

Ye Gucheng said: "Good sword!"

Ximen Chuixue said: "It is indeed a good sword!"

Ye Gucheng also raised the sword in his hand, and said: "This sword is the elite of overseas cold swords, blowing hair and breaking hair, the blade is three feet three, and the net weight is six catties and four taels."

Ximen Chuixue said: "Good sword!"

Ye Gucheng said: "This is a good sword!"

He said again: "A sharp sword is a murder weapon. I have been practicing swords for more than [-] years, and I am always waiting to die by the sword."

Ximen Chuuxue nodded, expressing his agreement, and said: "A person who learns sword can die under the sword of a master, and he will have no regrets in this life."

The eyes of the two are brighter. Isn't it a blessing that there are still people in the world who can understand their wishes so well?There is no need to say much at this time, the words are already pale, and now I just need to unsheath the sword to cut off the loneliness that has been unspoken for decades.

The edge of the sword shone with a cold light, extremely cold, but what was colder than the edge of the sword was the person it was facing.

"please....."

The silver waterfall hits the cliff, and the dragon sings to the sky.In an instant, the cold moonlight in the sky was shattered, and everyone was suffocated, staring closely at the terrifyingly beautiful scene.

The sword light flashed, "Clang!" A silver light that split the sky and the earth was thrown out.No fancy, no tricks, just speed and power, terrifying speed, terrifying power.

The blow was gone, and the two backed away.

Suddenly the air became silent again, as if it had been condensed by something, and it was heavy and hard to breathe.It was originally a windless schoolyard, but the white robes of the two on the roof kept flying, swaying in the moonlight, and the black hair was chaotic.The stern brows of the two seemed to be covered with ice, but fireworks suddenly exploded in the crevice of the ice, the splendor was unforgettable.

Ye Gucheng lightly tapped the soles of his feet, and he flew to the middle of the sky in an instant. He seemed to be stepping on the clouds, and all the fireworks faded away. Under the moon, even the sword was as clear as ice crystals.

The lonely city on the sea, the flying fairy outside the sky......

Ximen Chuuxue's pupils opened slightly, his blood seemed to be drained, and his expression seemed to be filled with emotion and satisfaction.He also raised the tip of his sword, the edge of which was covered with frost, pointed directly at the white shadow in the air, and stabbed out the sharpest sword in his life without any spare strength.

A sword comes from the west, from a foreign land that does not belong to the emptiness of the world, it can cut off life and death, and take away people's souls.

There is no life or death at this moment!It doesn't matter whether you win or lose at this moment!

The swords interlaced with each other, and the tips of the swords pointed directly at each other's hearts.There is no way to hide anymore, and there is no need to hide anymore. The next moment, each other will disappear in this world at the same time. I have seen the most beautiful scenery in the world, so I have no regrets in this life!

Ximen Chuuxue almost felt the coldness of Ye Gucheng's sword tip, which broke into the skin of his chest and was about to enter his heart.

The sky and the earth seemed to have solidified, and suddenly became a vacuum.Obviously, all thoughts should be empty, and the mind should be clear, the world of mortals has long been empty, and everything has returned to silence.Life and death have long been without regrets, so it is obvious that they should return to heaven and earth with no distractions......

But suddenly flashed a pair of clear eyebrows and eyes, a pale smile, a melancholy and lonely look, a frown and forbearance... The man said: Don't read.The handwriting with a clear and handsome skeleton, the sharpness and edges are all hidden under the warm and jade-like appearance, just like the eyes of that person, the eyes are as elegant and clear as the blue waves, but the eyes are inaccessible and lonely, as lonely as a mountain, as lonely as water Loneliness, living too consciously, the loneliness of being alone.Even he is gone, who will relieve his loneliness?

Don't miss each other again, don't miss each other again.If he died like this, leaving all the lovesickness and loves to that person to taste alone, how cruel, how could he, bear it...

So for a moment, his heart, which hadn't been stabbed yet, hurt hard, and Gujing Wubo's eyes rippled a little.

So in a blink of an eye, with the strength he didn't know where he came from, he turned his body to the right by three points.

The sword's edge broke through flesh and blood, but in the end, it deviated from the heart.

My heart is cold...but anyway, my heart can still beat.He suddenly wanted to smile... After all, he survived.

But at this time his sword had pierced Ye Gucheng's heart, and he looked up at him.Seeing the surprise in his eyes, it seemed that he couldn't believe that Ximen Chuuxue avoided that fatal blow.

Then he said:

"I've heard it. I heard the truth in the morning, and I will die in the evening." Because of the serious injury, his cold voice became a little unstable and hoarse.

Ye Gucheng was silent, his eyes showing agreement.

"But in the end, I still have attachments in this world." So, I was still reluctant to leave.

Because of his reluctance, he still struggled to survive even when he had to die.

He thought to himself: Xun Huan, after all, I still want to go on with you...

Nostalgic?Ye Gucheng was a little stunned, what kind of nostalgia could make someone like Ximen Chuuxue reluctant to leave.

He was a little melancholy, the world seemed to be even lonelier at this moment, but he didn't have the energy to sigh.Before he fell into the darkness, his eyes turned purple, and his cold and numb heart finally felt a tinge of pain.

East to......

Ximen Chuuxue caught Ye Gucheng's fallen body, Yue was still in the middle, but the duel was over.When the swords intersected, one was damaged and the other was broken, the scene of a firework-like splendor was enough to startle the world.

But the duel on the top of the palace is over, but His Highness's is still unknown.

It was Ximen Chuuxue who stood at the end, and he won.Lu Xiaofeng should have breathed a sigh of relief, but he would never be happy. No matter who wins or loses in this duel, it is not worth being happy.Seeing him holding Ye Gucheng's body and about to come down, he felt a deep sense of uneasiness in his heart, clamoring to stop the people above, this feeling had saved him countless times.

"Ximen Chuuxue, wait a minute..." It was too late.

Lu Xiaofeng saw Zhuo Dong looking at him, he had already sensitively noticed something was wrong with his body, but it was too late, Ximen Chuuxue had already jumped down, no matter how skilled a person is, it is impossible for someone with a serious injury to fly again from mid-air Even Ximen Chuuxue couldn't go up.

Zhuo Donglai's face was very pale at this time, and his face had been this color since the moment Ye Gucheng fell.It was even a bit whiter than Ye Gucheng's, but his eyes were frighteningly black, he glanced at Lu Xiaofeng, and Lu Xiaofeng was terrified for a moment.Zhuo Donglai's eyes were originally a little gray, but now they were as dark as the black flames burning in hell, which made people startled.

Ye Gucheng died, and the Ye Gucheng who said that he would never lose in this life died under Ximen Chuixue sword, Zhuo Donglai was full of emptiness, even if it was his own choice, he couldn't forgive it.

King Anding's hands trembled a little. He looked at Ye Gucheng in Ximen Chuuxue's arms, closed his eyes in pain, and turned his back.Things have come to this point, the worst situation has already happened, what else can he do.

Zhuo Donglai stepped forward to take Ye Gucheng's body. There was no expression on his face, he was so pale that he didn't have the breath of a half-dead person. Every time he took a step, the black and shiny stone slab became darker. The moonlight was still so clear and bright, but it shone His dark purple robe was not illuminated, and his whole body was soaked in darkness, as if from the moment Ye Gucheng fell, all the light on him lost its effect.

Ximen Chuuxue frowned slightly. Zhuo Donglai's breath was weird, but he didn't stop him. He had lost too much blood, and his usually strong and steady arm was a little weak now.He handed over the body of his venerable enemy to those who cared about him during his lifetime, which was also considered his last confession.

The moment when Ye Gucheng's last piece of clothing left his palm.His eyes were fixed, and he stared coldly at Zhuo Donglai, who immediately retreated as soon as he took Ye Gucheng, his seriously injured body softened, if it wasn't for his own pride, he might have fallen down.He looked at Zhuo Donglai, if he had any strength left, he would definitely kill him.

Gentleman's incense....The gentlemen's incense lit up all over the venue...

He looked at Lu Xiaofeng's side, and at some point the people there had all collapsed to the ground.

"That's why I told you to wait..." Lu Xiaofeng smiled wryly.

"Zhuo...dong...come...!" Ximen Chuuxue gritted his teeth and called out the name, not hiding the disgust in his eyes at all.How dare he, how dare he...

"Ah, what advice does Master Ximen have?" Zhuo Dong came to see him, his eyes no longer looked like a living person, and his eyes didn't look like a living person either.

"He knew?" Ximen Chuuxue already had the answer, how could that person know, if there was a trace of filth in his heart, how could he have practiced such a superb swordsmanship, but he still asked for some reason.

"Hmph, you can ask him to see if he will answer you again." Zhuo Donglai's expression was sad and mocking.The monster opened its minions, and he has decided to fight to the death with his opponent.

Ximen Chuuxue listened, his eyes were colder than when they were dueling just now.

Zhuo Donglai didn't care about his reaction anymore, he half-supported Ye Gucheng with one hand, raised his other hand to the air, raised his palm, and an indescribable strange charm spread out with Yinhui imprinted on it.His heart has died with Ye Gucheng's death, and his every move is careless and lazy, which is contempt for life.

Following his movements, there was a numb sound from the four walls of the city, and the crossbow arrows were put on the bow. After a while, the walls were covered with dense black shadows, and the shining steel arrows were cold and faint in the night. Bright.

"Except for Ximen Chuuxue, let everyone else go." The prince said to Zhuo Dong, his voice was full of fatigue, and he seemed to have aged a lot in an instant.

Ximen Chuuxue's expression relaxed, and he was much relieved.But those who were let go were not in the same mood.

"My lord..." Sikong Zaixing said bitterly, but he didn't know what to say to stop the next tragedy.Ximen Chuuxue killed his son, everything he said was empty words.

"My lord is doing this, if City Lord Ye knows about it, I'm afraid he will be very sad." Lu Xiaofeng said weakly.He couldn't just sit back and watch his friend be killed, but now he has no strength in his body, so should he seek revenge from the prince in the future?Or looking for Zhuo Donglai?This matter was a mistake from the beginning, but it happened not to be anyone's mistake.Who will solve this deadlock?His heart was desolate.

"It's me who wants to do this, and it has nothing to do with the prince." He didn't care at all whether the group in front of him would come to take revenge.

"...My eldest brother respects you as a friend..." Ah Fei said suddenly, his expression was also very gloomy.

It was not only Zhuo Donglai who froze when he said this, but also Ximen Chuuxue.Li Xunhuan hadn't arrived at this time, and luckily he hadn't...

you are still my friend...

His words still ring in my ears, but after this night, Zhuo Donglai will no longer be possible, he is your friend...

"Zhuo Dong admits that he has let him down... From now on, he should apologize to him."

Then the densely packed arrows all pointed to the white figure in the field. He was drugged, unable to move, and his chest was dyed bright red, but he was still tall and straight, as tall and straight as a mountain.Even if Zhuo Donglai wanted to kill him, he couldn't help admiring him, such a talent is worthy of Ye Gucheng's opponent.

Having said that, everyone couldn't help feeling a wave of despair.

The moonlight seems to be dimmed...

"Wait..." A warm voice suddenly sounded, Zhuo Donglai choked up, swiped to look at the city gate, Li Xunhuan...

The author has something to say:. . . . . . .

Ye Gucheng: Good Sword

Ximen Chuuxue: It is indeed a good sword.

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Ximen Fuxue: A Good Sword

Ye Gucheng: This is a good sword.

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Your Highness: -_-|||

Author: Wahaha. . .Really cheap. . . .

Gu Da, you are definitely not trying to make up the number of words. . . .

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