Du Gufeng was surprised. "Who lives?"
Li Zhichang calmly said, "Ye Gucheng lives."
Ye Gucheng has been to many places, but that was when he was a teenager. At that time, he was full of youthful spirit and was the most curious about everything. Therefore, he traveled all over Qian Shan Wanshui and went to the ancient glacier in the north of the desert to find out if there was a hermit. Gao Ren also took a boat to see if there was a fairy island as the previous generation of famous men said.
Of course, Ye Gucheng didn’t encounter anything, but this experience made him finally sum up the famous flying fairy. Everyone knows that flying fairy got the sword to recruit God, but people know how much Ye Gucheng paid for this move. Of course, these are not paid but should be done in his view.
There was a time when he lost many masters in the same way. I’m afraid he can’t remember. Winning again and again made him feel more lonely. Every night, this loneliness goes deep into the bone marrow.
Victory is not what he wants, but failure is something he can never accept. There is nothing to understand him. Maybe someone thinks that he can accompany Ye Gucheng with white clouds and the sea, because the white clouds and the sea may understand him.
Ye Gucheng knew it wasn’t, but he never wanted to tell anyone about these things.
Ye Gucheng on the east coast is still white for thousands of years, the sea is bright, the blue sky and the white clouds are blooming, and his white clothes are still dazzling in the sunshine; He still glows with black hair.
Ye Gucheng was there with a sword in his hand. Behind him, he looked at the sea as far as he could see. He was facing the lonely phoenix dressed in black.
Few people can look him in the eye in front of Ye Gucheng, because Ye Gucheng is really an arrogant and indifferent person, and few people can last for a moment.
Ye Gucheng said lightly, "I don’t want to know anything you want to say."
Du Gufeng’s negative hand Li Zhuo didn’t hold the sword because Ye Gucheng was so terrible that others were here, but people and swords seemed to be abruptly stripped from heaven and earth, and their indifferent eyes seemed to look down on the world and everything in this world didn’t care. This kind of eyes was really not human eyes.
Du Gufeng said slowly, "But I have to talk."
Ye Gucheng eyebrows slightly wrinkled cold way "you must say now".
Du Gufeng suddenly gave birth to a feeling of fear for a long time. This tense and exciting feeling made her feel really angry at high speed, but she still didn’t dare to touch her sword, but raised her head and said "Yes".
Ye Gucheng’s face is expressionless. Does it not show that he may be in a bad mood now or he may have moved to the flank? Du Gufeng knows that people like Ye Gucheng have moved to the flank, even if she feels sensitive again, she can’t feel it.
Dugufengsi couldn’t help but feel the spreading spirit, and her heart beat so fast that she unconsciously touched her sword. Just then, she saw a scene that she would never forget. There was no human Ye Gucheng moving at the moment.
He drew his sword with such a graceful posture that the blade appeared in the air at a high speed. Before the sword was drawn, Du Gufeng felt the vastness of the sword. She was able to clearly count Ye Gucheng’s thirty-six changes when he drew his sword alone. Any change in swordsmanship can defeat the four masters of this level.
Du Gufeng’s feet have no motivation. If she wants to move the other person, any change will fall on her body, and she will never be an exception. She is becoming more and more calm at the moment, forgetting that she is holding her sword tightly, and the coolness of the hilt makes her more sober.
Ye Gucheng people’s swords seem to have been combined, and the light of the sword is like a horse, and it is like a flying rainbow. The light of the sword is brilliant and urgent in the past
No one can shape the brilliance and brilliance of this sword, and no one can shape the speed of this sword. It is not just a sword, but a thunderous flash of Raytheon.
Facing this sword, Du Gufeng didn’t do anything but closed her eyes. She is not a person willing to give up, but at this moment, she actually calmed down. It was a snap of her finger. At this moment, Du Gufeng forgot life and death as if she had entered all villages. The sword penetrated her chest, but not a drop of blood penetrated.
Du Gufeng slowly opened his eyes. Ye Gucheng was still dressed in white, and behind it was the vast sea. Occasionally, a few seagulls circled and danced in the nearby sea.
DuGuFeng just surprised out in a cold sweat at the moment, saying, "Lord Ye’s sword can be illusory."
Ye Gucheng, of course, didn’t have a sword. If he had a sword, Du Gufeng might not be able to live here. He looked up at the sky and said, "If you can send me a sword, you will enter the realm of super-class masters. If you meet me five years ago now, I will definitely die."
Du Gufeng, of course, Bai Ye Gucheng means that he didn’t reach this level today at that time. It will never be a sword, but a real sword. That’s why Du Gufeng will die. If she doesn’t die, it must be Ye Gucheng. There is no third possibility.
Du Gufeng said, "The more until now, I have become unfathomable. Unfortunately, Cailin Fu is dead, and there is no Taoist who can talk with the duke."
Ye Gucheng doesn’t seem to be surprised at Cailin Fu’s death, because Cailin Fu’s death is no longer his desire for opponents, and it is no longer at whose hands he died.
Ye Gucheng said faintly, "I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time if Li Zhichang is seriously injured." Du Gufeng heard a joy from Ye Gucheng’s indifferent tone, because Ye Gucheng can go to Li Zhichang and owe a favor to Li Zhichang. It’s hard and because few things can stump Li Zhichang.
God can kill Cailin Fu people almost. If Cailin Fu dies, there are five people who are most likely to kill others, while Du Gufeng is an ordinary person in Li Zhi. Therefore, it is not difficult for Ye Gucheng to judge that Cailin Fu died in Li Zhichang if Li Zhichang killed Fu Cailin without serious injury.
Kou Zhong brought back the stone tablet carved by Song Que and returned to Xiangyang. Until then, he didn’t know that Li Zhichang was seriously injured. Li Zhichang listened to Kou Zhong’s description and sighed lightly. "Song Que is indeed Song Que."
Kou Zhong was a little worried, "How can Li’s current state face the challenge of Song deficiency? If I had known this, I should have invited Uncle Zhi."
Li Zhichang said, "Without Song Que, you will never be shaken, and you don’t have to worry. I have hired someone to help me cope with Jack nife temporarily. I hope he will come soon."
Li Zhichang’s eyes were fixed on the carved stone face with other shapes. The lines were rougher than those of the painter, but Li Zhichang’s eyes were deeply attracted as if there was something great hidden in it.
Kou Zhong looked a little strange when he saw Li Zhichang. How long did he look at this thing and didn’t see what Bai Li Zhichang saw?
Kou Zhong asked curiously, "Is there really anything strange about this stone carving?"
Li Zhichang’s eyes revealed in the distance and whispered, "Do you know how this stone carving was made?"
Kou Zhong said, "Don’t you see?"
Li Zhichang said, "It’s the back of a knife."
Kou Zhong was finally surprised that the back of the knife was blunt and the front was sharp. It was not easy for him to carve this bluestone. No wonder the painter was so shallow.
Li Zhichang seemed to know Kou Zhong’s idea and said slowly, "Did you carve such a simple stone carving because of the lack of song on the back of the knife?"
Kou Zhong asked, "Isn’t it normal to know that carving such stone carvings on the back of a knife requires high skill and little effort?"
Chapter 11 Competing against each other
Li Zhichang sighed, "Xiao Zhong, you can’t see it. It’s no wonder that you couldn’t see it if you hadn’t reached the stage of subtle ecstasy."
Kou Zhong seemed to have a flash of inspiration to look at this stone carving again. Suddenly, this line suddenly became a series of lines with the same shape, the same depth and the same length. When each small line was connected, it made up the image of Li Zhichang. However, the inclusion body was a series of stone carvings, and each paragraph was not connected completely, which caused that there was no sense of beauty. Because of its unsmooth body, the painter’s knife carving meaning was completely different. Every knife carving was a subtle knife carving. In an instant, Kou Zhong calculated that there were 999 knife carvings on this side.
Li Zhichang said, "Song’s lack of Dao back is to hide the meaning of Dao. Otherwise, Xiaozhong will see it at the first glance. Hey hey, although I haven’t seen Song’s lack, I made 999 moves."