The door suddenly opened, and a man in white stood quietly at the door, holding a sword in his hand, but he didn't pull it out, just looked at Feng Xiaoxiao coldly with a pair of cold star-like eyes.

Feng Xiaoxiao was also looking at him and said, "White Cloud City Lord Ye Gucheng? ”

The man in white said coldly: "Can you see it? ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said: "I couldn't see it, but when you came, I already knew it was you." ”

Ye Gucheng said: "Why? ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said: "There are very few people who know here, and it just so happens that Sikong Xingxing knows, but unfortunately he is a little greedy, and after the task is completed, he did not go back to report it as soon as possible, but rushed to me before Xue Bing to fight the autumn wind." ”

Ye Gucheng said: "Oh? ”

Feng Xiaoxiao pouted and said: "That's why I just know that he is doing things for one person, and whoever finds it now means that Sikong Xingxing is doing things for whom." ”

Ye Gucheng said: "Me? ”

Feng Xiaoxiao glanced at Huang Rong and said with a smile: "It just so happens that I know that City Lord Ye is doing everything possible to find the owner of the Tsing Yi Building, so it is not difficult to guess who the person is." ”

Ye Gucheng said: "Not bad. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but roll his eyes, and said in his heart: "Since you have admitted it, you will die if you say two more words!" ”

From the time Ye Gucheng opened the door to now, he has only said ten words, a full ten words!

Feng Xiaoxiao was just slandering in his heart, but Huang Rong had already said crisply: "If you say two more words, you will die!" ”

Ye Gucheng looked at her seriously and said, "The owner of Tsing Yi? ”

Sure enough, no more, no less, just two more words.

Rao is Huang Rong's quirky temperament, she doesn't know what to say at this time, she is not afraid of running into many people. But there is nothing that can be done about this kind of person who cherishes words like gold.

Feng Xiaoxiao interjected: "If City Lord Ye has something, he might as well say it directly." If it's okay, please go. ”

Ye Gucheng's gaze fell on his sword. Said: "You are the god of wind?" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao slowly raised the sword diagonally in front of his chest and said, "If City Lord Ye has always spoken as a swordsman, I will have to accompany him to the end." ”

How do swordsmen speak? Nature speaks only with a sword!

Ye Gucheng looked at it coldly for a moment, his gaze finally left the sword, fell on Feng Xiaoxiao's face, and said lightly: "I am not only a swordsman, but also the lord of Baiyun City. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao dropped his sword and said with a smile: "That's good, dare to ask City Lord Ye to come uninvited." What's going on? ”

Ye Gucheng said: "Can you call the shots?" ”

Before Feng Xiaoxiao could speak, Huang Rong preemptively said: "What he said is what I mean, and what I mean is what Tsing Yi Lou means." ”

Ye Gucheng said: "So, very good." ”

He stared at Feng Xiaoxiao and said slowly, "I need Tsing Yi Lou's help now." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao shook his head and said categorically: "Impossible." ”

Anyone, any force. As long as you are involved in the struggle for the throne, there will never be a good end, even if you count it carefully from the long history, there are very few people who can die well. Handful.

Ye Gucheng didn't expect Feng Xiaoxiao to refuse so simply, and he didn't even ask anything.

His eyes flashed like cold stars again, and the ancient form of the black sheath sword in his hand was already across his chest.

Feng Xiaoxiao also stopped talking. He already had a sword in his hand, and it was still in its sheath.

His man is sharper and sharper than the sword.

At this time, Ye Gucheng was no longer the Lord of Baiyun City. It's Ye Gucheng, a swordsman!

Swordsmen can only speak with their swords!

It's the same with Feng Xiao Xiao!

Neither of them made a move. There was no sword, but the room was silent, as if there was no heartbeat or breathing, and this kind of static pressure was stronger and more terrifying than moving.

When their eyes met, it was like a sword strike.

Huang Rong's delicate nose actually soaked out a few cold sweats, and she couldn't help but go back and back again, until she retreated to the wall, her pink back against the wall, and there was no way to retreat.

Obviously, this pressure, while invisible, is by no means invisible.

After a long time, Ye Gucheng suddenly asked, "Are you worried?" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "You have more concerns." ”

Ye Gucheng was silent for a long time and said, "Not bad." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said: "Then City Lord Ye should know that the person who wants to compete with you is not me, not now, not here." ”

Ye Gucheng said: "I know. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said: "Go slowly, don't send it." ”

Ye Gucheng turned around and left, leaving without looking back.

Feng Xiaoxiao never put down his sword, quietly watched Ye Gucheng's back and walked away, turned the corner, and couldn't see it again.

Huang Rong's whole body was a little weak, she reached out to wipe the fragrant sweat on her face with one hand, and supported the wall with the other, trying to stand up straight.

At this moment, Xue Bing hurriedly ran over from the corner.

Her face was pale, her eyes were frightened, and as soon as she entered the door, she shouted, "Tenth sister, are you okay......"

She froze suddenly, completely froze.

For as her words vibrate, the wind suddenly blew in the house, and snow drifted up.

Whether it is tables, chairs, benches, or screens, calligraphy and paintings, they all turn into flying ashes, and they are filled with smoke, clouds and fog.

Feng Xiaoxiao had already rushed outside the house with Huang Rong in his arms.

Huang Rong waved her hand and shouted, "Eighth sister, what are you still doing in a daze?" Not ready to come out yet? ”

Xue Bing choked on the smoke and coughed a few times, hurriedly covered his mouth and nose and ran out, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao shook his head slightly and did not answer.

Huang Rong said with palpitations: "Fortunately, Brother Xiao is also here, otherwise Rong'er would be miserable today, and I am by no means his opponent." ”

She has a "meditation technique" around her body, and she has also "soared" several times, and her martial arts are naturally not too low, but the sword qi has not yet risen, and even the two of them have not even pulled out their swords, she has already felt stiff, and she can't raise a trace of resistance, so she can only retreat, keep retreating, until there is no way to retreat.

Hearing that Xiao Huang Rong finally called out the long-lost "Brother Xiao" again, and her tone was so close, Feng Xiao Xiao couldn't help but show a gentle smile, and said: "It's not that your martial arts are too inferior to him, but that you have been robbed of your mind by the confrontation between the two of us, so you are like a lamb to the slaughter, there is no resistance, as long as I pass you a few hands, even if you can't defeat him for a while, it is enough to protect yourself, and one day you can defeat him." ”

Huang Rong will also "calm the mind", the internal force is profound, and the spirit is extremely hard, just a little polishing, you can control the form outside, and a body of martial arts is like being reborn from a cocoon, and since then it has made great progress.

Huang Rong nodded as if she didn't understand, and said with a smile: "Got it." ”

Xue Bing stomped his feet and said, "What the hell is going on!" Who is that man? ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said: "Ye Gucheng." ”

Xue Bing was a little stunned, and muttered: "No wonder, no wonder I didn't even see a figure, so I was caught in the acupoint, it turned out to be him." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and said: "Today is indeed very dangerous, but after this time, Ye Gucheng will never dare to provoke easily, he can't afford the price!" ”

If Ye Gucheng really made a sword, he would immediately find that he was just a monstrous flower.

You must know that if the spiritual confrontation between two people is indistinguishable from victory or defeat, and no one can suppress anyone, then it will become a competition of swordsmanship and internal force.

Not long after the "Jellyfish Essence" was stolen, Feng Xiaoxiao's strength recovery was less than one percent, if he had a real confrontation with Ye Gucheng at this time, he would definitely die.

Fortunately, Ye Gucheng would never have imagined that a person with sword intent like a god, murderous aura like the sea, and even faintly better than him, could not compare his internal strength to the most ordinary Jianghu people.

Don't talk about Ye Gucheng, no one can think of it. (To be continued......)

PS: I'm working very hard today.,Busy and free.,I didn't stop for a moment.,I'm typing when I have time.,Finally finished two chapters.,In and out, I'm almost busy.,So ask for tickets~~Meow~~