After this in-depth conversation, Lu Xiaofeng and Dugu Mei became friends of life and death.
Dugumei waved his hand and told Lu Xiaofeng that he could take Lu Xiaofeng out of the woods, and the two of them would not die here.
Moreover, he could not only lead Lu Xiaofeng out of the woods, but also prevent Zhao Mingyuan from finding him for the rest of his life.
Lu Xiaofeng asked doubtfully: "You know the road? Then why didn't you show me the way before?"
At this time, a pale man suddenly came over.
Pale face, pale hands, pale sword, dressed in white clothes like snow.
Lu Xiaofeng almost thought she saw Ximen Chuixue.
He thought that Ximen Chuixue had come to save him, so his happiness was not in vain.
Dugu Mei said: "Do you think he is Ximen Chuixue? No, his surname is Ye, and his name is Ye Guhong. He is obviously related to Ye Gucheng, but he looks like Ximen Chuixue's son."
Lu Xiaofeng said: "It does look a bit similar."
While the two were talking, someone flew down like a swallow, a pink swallow.
He has a face as red as a girl, and wears a pink dress that is tailored to fit perfectly. There is a pink leather bag hanging sideways next to the pink belt.
Not only that, even the way he looked at Lu Xiaofeng had that pink expression in his eyes.
Lu Xiaofeng almost wanted to vomit.
Over there, Fen Yanzi and Ye Guhong had already discussed dividing the accounts. Naturally, they were dividing the accounts between Lu Xiaofeng and Dugu Mei.
Unexpectedly, while the two were talking, Ye Guhong suddenly pierced Fen Yanzi's heart with a sword.
Maybe he couldn't stand this person anymore.
Ye Guhong is indeed very similar to Ximen Chuixue. Not only does he look and dress like him, but his behavior of blowing off the last drop of blood from the tip of the sword after killing someone is also very similar.
This is Ximen Chuixue's unique habit, and every move he makes is very similar to it.
However, Lu Xiaofeng knew that he was not Ximen Chuixue, absolutely not.
Ximen Chuixue blew off the last drop of blood from the tip of his sword, just like a person returning home at night in the wind and snow shakes off the last snowflake from his clothes.
What he blew was not blood, but snow, and loneliness.
But now Ye Guhong's eyes were filled with indescribable excitement and excitement, just like Zheng Ren who was about to rush into the wind and snow.
He was blowing blood, not snow.
He probably doesn't understand the principle that those who learn from me will live and those who resemble me will die.
Ye Guhong asked Lu Xiaofeng, "What do you think of my sword attack just now?"
Lu Xiaofeng said: "Good swordsmanship."
Ye Guhong said: "He is a good swordsman."
Then he asked, "How does this sword compare to Ximen Chuixue?"
Lu Xiaofeng said: "I think the whole world knows about this. Ximen Chuixue's sword is the only weapon I'm not sure I can hold between these two fingers."
Ye Guhong said: "So, you are sure to clamp my sword?"
Lu Xiaofeng nodded.
Ye Guhong's pale face suddenly turned red, whether from shame or anger.
Suddenly, Ye Guhong asked: "What about Zhao Mingyuan?
Didn't you say that you were not sure about Ximen Chuixue's sword?
What about his?
Isn't it because you are being hunted by him all over the world because you are not sure about holding his sword? "
Ye Guhong thought he had caught the loophole in Lu Xiaofeng's words.
Unexpectedly, Lu Xiaofeng replied: "I'm sure."
Ye Guhong asked doubtfully: "Then why did you run away and be chased so miserably by him? Is it because you feel guilty? But it seems that you are not that kind of person, otherwise you would not be able to do such disgusting things. ”
Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly. It seemed that not only Zhao Mingyuan's reputation in the world was bad, but he was afraid that his reputation would be even worse.
However, he still replied: "Because Zhao Mingyuan is not a swordsman like Ximen Chuixue who specializes in swordsmanship and has no distractions. He is not just a swordsman."
In fact, no one knows how terrifying Zhao Mingyuan is better than Lu Xiaofeng.
Ye Guhong seemed satisfied that Zhao Mingyuan's swordsmanship was not as good as Ximen Chuixue, but he also seemed dissatisfied with being underestimated by Lu Xiaofeng.
Ye Guhong frowned and took a look at Lu Xiaofeng's condition. He seemed to be in an extremely embarrassed state. He was obviously extremely weak due to long-term hunger and exhaustion. He also had many wounds on his body, but fortunately none of them were fatal.
Ye Guhong then said to Lu Xiaofeng: "Can you still clamp my sword now?"
Lu Xiaofeng said: "You can try it."
Ye Guhong was furious and said: "You are already so weak and you still dare to underestimate me. Then I will show you how powerful I am."
Saying that, Ye Guhong drew his sword and stabbed Lu Xiaofeng.
His sword strike is characterized by lightness, viciousness, and pungency. In addition to the Wudang swordsmanship passed down from his family, it also incorporates the specialties of at least two other swordsmanships.
This sword has become the essence of his swordsmanship. It is also a deadly sword that leaves no escape route.
This sword was directed towards Lu Xiaofeng's middle palace, as if Lu Xiaofeng was going to be nailed to death here.
But now Lu Xiaofeng is exhausted, can he still block this sword?
You can always believe in Lu Xiaofeng's understanding, just as he believes in it himself.
Because his two fingers are more useful than all weapons, this sword has stopped between his two fingers.
Ye Guhong's face was completely drained of color. It turned out that he was still far behind.
He suddenly asked: "With your skills, you still can't catch Ximen Chuixue's sword?"
Lu Xiaofeng sighed and said, "I know you have seen his moves, but those watching from the side will never understand the speed of his sword."
Ye Guhong took out a paper roll from his sleeve and threw it to Lu Xiaofeng. Then he took out an oil paper bag and a bottle of wine from his arms and placed them carefully on the ground.
Ye Guhong said: "This is the detailed map of leaving the forest and entering the mountain. This beef and wine are enough to last you until you enter the villa."
After sending these, he stabbed his own chest with a backhand sword.
Lu Xiaofeng said: "I don't want to kill you, why are you doing this?"
Ye Guhong struggled and said: "I have been learning swordsmanship for twenty years, and I am confident that I am invincible. Only Ximen Chuixue can be my opponent, so I have made an appointment with Ximen Chuixue to fight at the top of Zijin at noon on Dragon Boat Festival."
Lu Xiaofeng asked: "This year's Dragon Boat Festival is noon?"
Ye Guhong nodded and said: "Although I am not sure of victory, I am confident that I can still fight him. But after seeing your skills today, I know that even if I learn for another twenty years, I am afraid that I will never be able to win." Not his opponent..."
At this point, he could no longer speak, but Lu Xiaofeng already understood.
If he doesn't go then, of course he won't be able to see his friends in the world again. If he goes, he will be humiliating himself.
Because, he suddenly found that the gap between his swordsmanship and Ximen Chuixue was too big.
Even Lu Xiaofeng couldn't catch Ximen Chuixue's move, but he was not as good as Lu Xiaofeng. The distance between him had already told him how arrogant he was.
In his opinion, this humiliation was far more unacceptable than death.
Lu Xiaofeng, however, showed a look of pity and said, "Is this why you died?"
Ye Guhong nodded hard.
Lu Xiaofeng sighed and said a few words in his ear.
Ye Guhong's face suddenly twisted, his eyes showed an expression of relief, and he stared at Lu Xiaofeng.
Then he fell.
The strange thing is that when he fell down, there seemed to be a smile on his lips.
Ye Guhong fell, and Lu Xiaofeng and Dugu Mei arrived at Netherworld Villa with the help of the map leading in and out of the forest.
(End of chapter)
