It's late at night, but people are not quiet.
The so-called night ban, but it also depends on who the target is.
How many people in the world care about this, let alone those who have a high status in the world and are related to the government.
Therefore, even late at night, Lingyun Tower in Wuyang City was still not closed, just because of a man in white, a man in white holding a sword.
Even from Yang Yi's point of view, the first impression of this person is that he looks very much like Ximen Chuixue.
Maybe those who met this man in white first will think that Ximen Chuixue looks very much like her, but Yang Yi knows that these two people are Completely different, Ximen Chuixue was colder than him, but he was more proud and handsome than Ximen Chuixue.
He sat at a table by the window and drank tea silently, but he never put down the sword in his hand.
"Ye Gucheng."
After staying in this world for a long time, Yang Yi also learned this way of speaking.
It should be a question, but he didn't bother to add a few more modal particles, omit the subject and predicate, and there was no ups and downs in the intonation.
"You invited me here?"
Ye Gucheng put down his wine glass and asked calmly.
Yang Yi naturally couldn't deny it, "Of course it's me."
"Now that I'm here, you're late."
There was no emotion on Ye Gucheng's face.
"Then I'll punish myself with a few drinks to make amends."
After saying that, he walked to another table, picked up the wine bottle, filled it for himself, and drank a few glasses.
"Okay, are you satisfied?"
Ye Gucheng still didn't express anything, but said: "Now we can talk about business."
"What's the business?"
Yang Yi looked a little confused.
"That's what you asked me to do."
"It's nothing.
I just want to make friends with you."
Yang Yi's face still didn't look serious, as if he was not facing a stranger whom he had tricked out for the first time, but an old friend.
"I don't need friends."
Ye Gucheng still didn't change his expression at all.
"No, you need it, because you are lonely and there are too few people who can be friends with you."
Yang Yi leisurely.
There was a moment of dead silence, and then Ye Gucheng broke the silence.
"Yeah, it's lonely, but why do you think you're qualified to be my friend?"
Ye Gucheng suddenly tightened his grip on the sword, seeming a little annoyed.
Yang Yi was still not in a hurry, and said slowly: "Two reasons.
First, I don't need to do anything for you.
Second, I can fight with you, but you can't kill me.
If you don't believe it, let's fight a few moves." provocative For a top swordsman, this is the simplest but most effective provocation.
Therefore, Ye Gucheng was about to draw his sword.
"Don't stay here if you want to fight later.
There is no need to lose money in the end.
You should be familiar with this place better than me.
Let's find another place."
Hearing this, Ye Gucheng glanced at him, and then jumped out of the window first.
Yang Yi naturally followed.
After a while, the two came to a big river.
"This place on the shore of the river and sea is enough to use it.
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It's rare to see a person without feeling ill-will.
I hope you can really survive under my sword."
Ye Gucheng's hand has already been on the hilt of the sword, and he is about to unsheath the sword, but Yang Yi is still smiling.
"Survive and become friends." choke What answered him was the sound of the sword beginning to be unsheathed.
Fairyland Before the sword was completely unsheathed, Yang Yi's ears were filled with the sharp and piercing whistle of the sword.
If anyone is even close to the battlefield at this moment, as long as their martial arts skills are not among the best in the world, they may have to open their mouths wide and try their best to relieve the pressure caused by the roar of the sword.
However, compared to the sword light in Ye Gucheng's hand that was as bright as a star and illuminated the night sky, this powerful sword whistle could only be reduced to embellishment.
The moment he unsheathed the sword, even with Yang Yi's eyesight, he could barely see how Ye Gucheng thrust out the sword.
If someone with a lower martial arts skill could see it, all he could see was the dazzling light in the sky.
The sky-wide light net woven by the sword marks was so bright that it made my eyes dazzled and my head dizzy.
Ye Gucheng's sword is like a flying firefly, and the last touch of burning clouds before sunset has a dense and graceful beauty.
Unfortunately, it is late at night, and even the moon is covered by clouds, leaving only a few sparse stars.
Not suitable for the situation.
Yang Yi couldn't help but admire that Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship and Ximen Chuixue's swordsmanship were completely opposite.
Ximen Chuixue's swordsmanship pursued no moves, but Ye Gucheng's Tianwai Feixue was the ultimate in having moves.
Ximen Chuixue's sword technique is extremely simple, even just a sublimation of basic sword moves, but Ye Gucheng's Tianwai Feixian is extremely complicated.
Shaking his head, he raised his hands, and suddenly there was a wisp of breeze surrounding him, and then he slowly pushed his hands out, intending to push hard.
To hide, with Yang Yi's current level of Qinggong, it is absolutely easy, but "such a rare experience, hiding is such a waste" Yang Yi, who has been making fewer and fewer serious moves, launched this one seriously and faced the flying fairy sword shadows all over the sky.
Then he saw the sword shadows all over the sky disappeared without a trace, and the only real sword was being used by Yang Yi.
His two hands were sandwiched in the middle, and behind him was Ye Gucheng holding a sword.
However, in this seemingly simple confrontation, who can understand the dangers involved?
Letting go and retreating, Yang Yi smiled: "It's a good move to fly from the sky, but it's a pity that you still show mercy, otherwise I wouldn't be able to clamp your sword with my imitation of a finger.
Are you willing to show mercy?"
We are friends” Returning the sword to its sheath, Ye Gucheng still glanced at him lightly, then turned and left without saying a word.
"Hey, this arrogant thing" muttered, and then raised his voice: "I have no other merits, I just cherish my friends.
Since you are my friend, if you have anything you can't help yourself from in the future, just come and see me Hahaha!"
Then he turned and left.
How could he not know Ye Gucheng's temperament and want to make real friends with someone with just a few words?
It's just a dream.
This time it's not too late, just to bury a lead for future things, and dig a small hole by the way.
He is also very pleased with Ye Gucheng.
As for the reason why the time traveler is pleased with the original character or not, you dare to say that you don’t know.
"It seems like it's time to go to Lu Xiaofeng and ask for advice on these skills."
He just used a skill imitated from Lu Xiaofeng's Lingxi Finger, but he only learned three points of the skill, and he just barely managed to clamp Ye Gucheng with both palms out.
He didn't try his best.
You must know that although he deliberately did not use all his strength with his sword, the power contained in it was comparable to Lu Xiaofeng's full strength.
The difference in skills was too big.
Originally, he had always not cared about the skills of this martial arts world, because his power had been growing.
If it continued like this, it was no joke to defeat all magic with one force.
It was not until he discovered that there was an upper limit to the power output in this world that he changed his mind. .
The worlds are very similar.
If each world has a maximum power output, skills are necessary.
Otherwise, you will only be abused when facing opponents of the same level.
Unfortunately, the results of your own exploration are not great after all.
You still need to ask for more advice. hone.
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It just so happens that the plot is approaching now, so just sit back and wait for Lu Xiaofeng.
Now that he has given Ye Gucheng a hint, he will naturally think of it when the day comes.
In this way, he will be able to do things easily no matter whether Ye Gucheng comes to see him or not.
"Tsk, now I can be considered sophisticated," he exclaimed narcissistically.
Dodging the menacing soldiers searching everywhere, Yang Yi lightly returned to the inn room where he lived through the window.
"There's still half a year left."
Somewhere in the void that no one can see, a colorful ball is being enveloped and eroded by a piece of milky white light. s: It’s a little late, I’m a little dizzy, I’m sorry, there are only two updates today, please collect it.
Speaking of which, mid-level, I actually changed my usual funny style into this martial arts style.
Did I take the wrong medicine?
No wonder this chapter feels a bit difficult to write.
I have to change it tomorrow.
Fortunately, my title is still in the same style.
Speaking of which, it seems like I haven’t listened to the late-night broadcast at two or three in the morning: