Movie martial arts

Chapter 332 Ye Gucheng

In the capital, in the past, this was the manor of Huo Xiu, the richest man in the world. Today, the surname is still Shangguan, but the owner is no longer Huo Xiu, that is, Shangguanmu, but two girls, one is Princess Danfeng, oh!She can only be called Shangguan Danfeng now, and the other one is Shangguan Xueer, who is a ghost.

But a month ago, two more people moved in, one was Gongsun Lan, and the other was Han Wen!
Han Wen is in the capital, he has never left, even two months before this month, he was also in the capital, and even arrogantly invited the world's masters!
Many people who were invited to come came, but there were also those who did not come, for example, Taoist priest Shi Yan and elder Mu Taoist from Wudang Mountain, Yu Luocha, the leader of the Western Demon Cult, and Zen Master Dabei, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, none of them came. But there are also many people here, such as the four known as the four masters of Ouchi, such as those from the Emei School...

No matter from which aspect, his record in the past two months is brilliant enough!Everyone in the Jianghu thought it was Ye Gucheng who challenged him, but they didn't know that it was Ye Gucheng who came to the door and asked to fight him!
Originally, this candidate was chosen by Ximen Fuxue!
Ye Gucheng's first goal is not Han Wen, but Ximen Chuuxue, because their swords are equally aloof and arrogant, which Han Wen has no way to compare with!But Ye Gucheng tried Ximen Chuuxue's sword, and he was not mature enough, so he had to retreat!Don't compete with it!

Although Han Wen's sword is not as gorgeous and arrogant as his, it is indeed a sharp sword, a murderous sword!It was full of blood, and he had seen Hanwen himself, he was indeed a strong opponent, a master with the heart of a strong man!

In the depths of winter, the capital had just experienced a heavy snowfall. Hanwen stood in the garden with his hands behind his back, looking up at the exceptionally high blue sky, with a slight smile on his lips. What he is doing now is indeed a bit off topic, but it doesn't matter , He still has plenty of time, the so-called "big case, homicide case, important case, all-in-one" task, he is not in a hurry.

In the corner of the garden, there was a white plum tree. At some point, a figure stood there, a tall and straight figure. If it wasn't for the thick black hair, he seemed to be the same color as the snow on the ground.

"It came so fast! You, like Huamanlou, have things that even Lu Xiaofeng can't compare to! I didn't tell you where I am, but you can find it!" Han Wen smiled lightly and said: "It's cold Go in and have a drink! Ximen Fuxue!"

Ximen Chuuxue nodded, stepped on the snow under his feet, but did not leave a trace, let alone make a sound. His lightness skill is very superb. In the room, Gongsun Lan put on a mask. Except for Korean, she did not know anything. Ready to show your true colors to anyone;
After seeing the ceremony, she started to cook wine, and after a short while, she brought out several plates of snacks and side dishes, gave a slight salute to Ximen Chuuxue, and retreated obediently.

"I don't understand!" Facing the surprised expression on Hanwen's face, Ximen Chuixue said, "Don't you already have the will to win? Or, do you really have such confidence? Even if you beat Huo Xiu and Dugu one after another Yihe, one of the four masters in Ouchi...he is Ye Gucheng!"

"Oh? How do you know that?" Han Wen asked with great interest.

Ximen Chuuxue said indifferently: "Your heart is very calm now, without any waves. Even the people around you have not arranged any escape route. Your enemies... are not less than me, but more than me, but you have nothing to do." No action at all, isn’t it the heart of victory, what is it?”

Han Wen took a sip of wine slowly, and said: "If I don't even have the will to win, why should I argue with Ye Gucheng? Do you understand the spirit of bright swords? The brave wins when we meet on a narrow road! Even if I am facing the world's number one swordsman , but also dare to shine the sword! Until the last moment of the battle! It is not shameful to die under the sword of the opponent! It is shameful not to even dare to fight!"

After a moment of silence, Ximen Chuuxue stood up, bowed his hands solemnly, and said, "I've been taught!"

"You're welcome!" Han Wen nodded slightly, and said: "People who use swords are different. This is just my philosophy and belongs to my way! I am not a person who can't afford to lose! You know! Even if you lose Yes, I will not deny it! Hehe!"

"I really want to fight him, or you too!" Ximen Chuuxue narrowed his eyes. Although Han Wen said this, he knew that only one person could survive this big duel!No one wants to bear the title of loser!But no matter who died, it would be a bad result for him, because he would have one less opponent!
Han Wen smiled silently, changed the subject, and said, "I heard that Emei Sixiu found you? Not only didn't he take revenge, but he threw himself into his arms?"

"Well……";
Mentioning this matter, Ximen Chuixue blushed suddenly, causing Han Wen to laugh out loud, and couldn't help saying angrily: "You still have the mood to laugh at me? Huh! You should care about yourself! Just before today, there were people who worried that Ye Gucheng was seriously injured , but soon, he appeared! Not only was he not injured, he also slashed Tang Tianrong of the Tang Sect in the middle of Sichuan with his sword! The splendor of flying immortals frightens the world!"

"I'm not worried at all!" Han Wen shook his head and said, "No matter how beautiful and colorful the Flying Immortal is, in the end, it's no different from my swordsmanship! Just like what you said, it's like all the swords in the world, To Hua Manlou, it's the same kind of swordsmanship! They're all murderous swords!"

"Looks like what Lu Xiaofeng said is right! Your relationship with Huamanlou is indeed much better than your relationship with him! It is said that you even promised Huamanlou that one day you will kill him if you don't like his four eyebrows?" , Ximen Chuuxue asked with great interest.

Han Wen blinked his eyes, tilted his head, and said with a smile: "Probably so! You also know that this guy with four eyebrows is actually very noisy. His mouth and his ability to meddle in other people's business can definitely be called the best in the world." , no more invincible hands! If someone asks me to kill him, I will definitely not refuse!"

"That makes sense!" Ximen Chuuxue nodded in praise calmly, and immediately stood up, walked out, and said: "In two days, it will be the day for your decisive battle! It was originally designated as the Purple Gold Mountain, but now it is the Forbidden Palace , but no matter which one, I will be there!"

"You and I will have such a day sooner or later! Get ready! Also! Thank you for the things you sent!" Han Wen shook a gourd in his hand and said slowly, this was a few days ago, he Ask someone to ask Ximen Chuuxue for something;
Ximen Chuuxue's body trembled as he went towards the layman, turned around, nodded with unusual determination, and expressed his agreement with Hanwen's words: "Definitely!"

Ximen Chuixue left, and Gongsun Lan's pretty figure also appeared. Sitting on Han Wen's body, she could clearly feel her heartbeat, but she did not feel any reluctance these days, not even a trace of sadness. She won't reveal it, she is a good woman, she understands Han Wen's current mood very well, so naturally she won't get confused.

"Don't worry! How could I fail!", Han Wen gently stroked Gongsun Lan's hair, patted her little head, and comforted her with a smile. After getting up, Gongsun Lan dressed him in a timely manner. Wearing a black fox-fur cloak, he said nothing.

She didn't speak, Han Wen didn't speak, he walked out of this room, this courtyard, after a month of retreat, he finally came out, a month ago, Ye Gucheng suddenly asked for a one-month extension, Han Wen agreed, because he Not ready either.

But now, he is ready, at least the last step of the "Zuo Wang Heart Sutra", he has already glimpsed the bottleneck, and the "Nine Yang Manual" and "Nine Yin Manual" that are in the same line as the "Zu Wang Xin Sutra" A month ago, he had practiced to the point of comprehension, and this retreat is to spy on that step!
If he wants to rely on his own understanding to go further, it is really impossible!Only by fighting to support the battle and experiencing it in the battle can one improve.

This is also the reason why he did not hesitate to send out challenge posts in the capital and invite the world to fight!Proud!courage!He doesn't lack any of these things!
Under the sunset sky, the ancient temple is bleak.

The room is damp and dark, and the place is not very narrow, but there is only one bed, one table, and one stool.

The dust on the walls has not been removed, there are cobwebs on the roof, and the broken scriptures next to the solitary lamp have not been read for a long time.What kind of desolate and lonely years did the old monk who lived here live?From his point of view, death is just a kind of liberation.

Ye Gucheng reclined on the cold and hard wooden bed, although he felt very tired, he tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

He had long been used to loneliness.A swordsman like him is destined to be isolated from the world, just like an ascetic monk, he has no chance to enjoy all the joys in the world.

Because the "Tao" can only be understood in silence and hardship.The same goes for Kendo.No home, no friends, no wife, no children, no relatives of any kind.

In his life, loneliness was his only companion.But he still couldn't bear this kind of desolation and desolation that was more terrible than loneliness, because although his previous life was lonely, it was full of honor and glory.

But now... the wind blows in from the window, the broken windows sound like falling leaves, and the house still has a stench that can't be blown away by the wind.He knew his wound had festered like maggot-ridden meat.

He was a lonely and noble man.Now he is hiding in this black hole like a wounded wild dog.

This kind of torture and pain was something he would never have endured, but he had to endure it.

Because he must live until January [-]th!Snow covered in winter, cold wind blowing, how did he spend this long night?

If he could have a family member and a friend to accompany him now, the situation would be much better, but he is destined to be a lonely person, never willing to accept other people's friendship, and never willing to give his feelings to others .He suddenly realized that this was the first time in his life that he needed a friend too.

He thought about a lot of things, he thought of his daily morning and evening, the uninterrupted hard training, he thought of the blood that his opponent spat out under his sword, he also thought of the blue sea and sky, the golden sun, the white jade... As beautiful as floating clouds...

He wanted to die, but he didn't want to die.Why are there always so many helpless contradictions in a person's life?

Although he also knew that doing so would not help his injury, and was even tantamount to drinking poison to quench his thirst.But that was all he could do.What a powerful hidden weapon.It was so terrible, he finally sat up, and just got out of bed when he suddenly heard the sound of wind passing by outside the window, it was by no means a natural sound of wind.

The sword is on the table.With a backhand, he had already grasped the hilt of the sword, his reaction was still fast, and his movements were still sensitive.

"It seems that I have come to the right place!" Han Wen said with his hands behind his back and a slight smile on his mouth, "You shouldn't have fought with Tang Tianyi! You have seen me and you know that I don't like to show mercy People! And you also know that there is indeed no antidote for Tangmen's hidden weapons!"

"Then what are you doing here?" Ye Gucheng smiled, a morbid blush appeared on his pale face.

Han Wen sighed, and said, "It's nothing! Ximen Chuuxue's Wanmei Villa has nothing else, but there is a spring of medicine king that has been around for tens of thousands of years! I asked for some for you! This gourd medicine king spring water should be It's enough to detoxify your body!"

"Aren't you afraid of dying by my sword?" Ye Gucheng asked in a deep voice.

Han Wen shook his head and said meaningfully: "Just ask for a fair fight! On the night of the full moon, on the top of the Forbidden City! A sword comes to the west, and the sky flies away! I am looking forward to it! Lord Ye! Don't let me down! !Although I hate ascetics like you and Ximen! But I have to like your swords! Really weird! Weird!"

"Hahaha!", Ye Gucheng took the wine gourd and drank the medicine king spring water in it, without any doubt whether Han Wen would poison it.

In the final analysis, this White Cloud City Lord is just a poor man, a lonely poor man!Even if Hanwen is a bad person from the bottom of his heart, he is better than someone like him!At least Korean understands what is love and what is hate, how to cherish and how to let go.

"There are still two days!" Han Wen looked at the withered house and said, "How do you plan to spend it?"

"Not much!" Ye Gucheng got up with difficulty, and said, "Don't worry, see you on the top of the Forbidden City on the [-]th! I won't let you down! Hehe! Because of our duel, quite a few people opened their bets, it seems...they don't trust you very much!"

Han Wen was slightly displeased, and snorted: "A bunch of bastards! How dare you bet on me! Do you really think it's a cockfight? If I know that someone is betting on this matter, just wait for me to win, and I will definitely bet on it." They all chased and killed them!"

"That's right! I think so too!", Ye Gucheng spread his hands, with a weird smile on his face: "It is said that when you are the most favored, you are just a companion, and at the worst time... seven Accompany me?"

Han Wen's face turned dark immediately, and he snorted coldly, and said, "You should find a comfortable place to raise yourself up! There are not a few days left! Only two days! This time, you have no chance to change the date! I will also wait Great!"

After finishing speaking, Han was facing the wind and snow, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Ye Gucheng glanced at the wine gourd in his hand, remembered Han Wen's distraught black face, smiled silently, and sighed again...

It seems that I shouldn't be calculating like this—friend?
Probably!At least Han is the first person who cares about his life and death, but the two are rivals again, fate tricks!

(End of this chapter)