Chapter 12 The twelfth chapter, the strong enemy is gone

It was as if there was fog, but there was no fog.Although the bright moon has set in the west, the fog has not yet risen. Lu Xiaofeng walked over from under the moonlight, his eyes were fixed on Ximen Chuuxue. Ximen Chuuxue didn't look at him. Lu Xiaofeng suddenly asked: "Is this battle really imperative?" Ximen Chuixue said, "En." Lu Xiaofeng said: "And then?" Ximen Chuixue said: "Then it disappeared." Lu Xiaofeng said: "You mean, whether you win or lose this battle, you don't care about it anymore?" Ximen Chuixue said: "Yes."

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly smiled, turned around and patted Wei Ziyun's shoulder, and said, "You still can't make up your mind about this matter?" Wei Ziyun said: "I..." Lu Xiaofeng said: "If I were you, I would definitely persuade them to act quickly." Wei Ziyun said: "Ask me?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Because of this battle, no matter who wins or loses, there will be a lot of benefits for you and no harm, so what are you waiting for?" Wei Ziyun is still thinking about it. Lu Xiaofeng said: "The profit I'm talking about is the profit of the fisherman."

Wei Ziyun raised his head, looked at Ye Gucheng, at Ximen Chuuxue, and at Lu Xiaofeng, finally let out a long breath, and said: "Although tonight is the night of the full moon, this is not the top of the Forbidden City. " Lu Xiaofeng said: "Do you mean to let them go back to the Hall of Supreme Harmony?" Wei Ziyun actually smiled, and said: "Since their battle is imperative, why do they let those people who came so far away go back and forth in vain?" Lu Xiaofeng also laughed, and said: "Xiaoxiang swordsman is really as good as his name, and he is really free and easy."

Wei Ziyun also patted him on the shoulder, smiled, and said: "Lu Xiaofeng really deserves to be called Lu Xiaofeng." Although the bright moon has set in the west, it looks rounder. A full moon seems to be hanging under the cornice of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, but people are already on the cornice. There are many people, but no voice. Even Sikong Zhaixing and Honest Monk have shut their mouths, because they can also feel that kind of pressure. Suddenly, there was a dragon chant, and the sword energy soared into the sky. Ye Gucheng's sword was out of its sheath.The sword also seemed pale in the moonlight.

Pale moon, pale sword, pale face. Ye Gucheng stared at Jianfeng and said, "Please." He didn't look at Ximen Chuuxue, didn't even glance at him, he didn't even look at the sword in Ximen Chuuxue's hand, nor did he look at Ximen Chuuxue's eyes. This is the taboo of swordsmanship.The battle between masters is like a decisive battle between armies. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in every battle. Therefore, every slight movement of the other party, every look, every expression, and even the beating of every muscle should be carefully observed, not to be missed.

Because every point may be a factor that determines the outcome of this battle. Ye Gucheng has experienced hundreds of battles and claims to be invincible, how could he not understand this truth? This kind of mistake was something he would never have made. Ximen Chuuxue's gaze was as sharp as a sword's edge, not only saw his hands, his face, but also seemed to see his heart. Ye Gucheng said again: "Please." Ximen Chuuxue suddenly said: "Not now." Ye Gucheng said: "Can't?" Ximen Chuixue said, "You can't make a move." Ye Gucheng said: "Why?"

Ximen Chuixue said: "Because your heart is not still." Ye Gucheng was silent. Ximen Chuixue said: "If a person's heart is disordered, his swordsmanship will be disordered, and if a person's swordsmanship is disordered, he will surely die." Ye Gucheng sneered and said, "Don't you think I'm defeated if I don't fight?" Ximen Chuuxue said: "If you are defeated now, it is not a crime of war." Ye Gucheng said: "So you don't want to make a move now?" Ximen Chuuxue did not deny it. Ye Gucheng said: "Because you don't want to take advantage of others' danger?"

Ximen Chuuxue didn't deny it either. Ye Gucheng said: "But this battle is imperative." Ximen Chuixue said, "I can wait." Ye Gucheng said: "Wait until my heart is calm?" Ximen Chuuxue nodded and said, "I believe I won't have to wait long." Ye Gucheng suddenly raised his head and stared at him, his eyes seemed to show a hint of gratitude, but it was quickly scattered by the light of the sword in his hand. To be grateful to your opponent is also a fatal mistake. Ye Gucheng said: "I won't let you wait for long, while you are waiting, can I talk to someone?"

Ximen Chuuxue said: "Speaking can calm your mind?" Ye Gucheng said: "Only talking to one person can calm my mind." Ximen Chuuxue asked, "Who is this person?" He didn't have to ask this question. Of course Ye Gucheng was talking about Lu Xiaofeng, because only Lu Xiaofeng could answer the question in his heart. Lu Xiaofeng sat down, on the top of the Forbidden City, on the slippery glazed tiles. The bright moon hangs behind him and above his head, it looks like the circle of light behind the head of a god or Buddha. Ye Gucheng stared at him for a long time, and suddenly said: "You are not a god."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "I am not." Ye Gucheng said: "So I can't figure it out, how do you know so many secrets?" Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "Do you really think there are secrets in this world that can be kept from people forever?" Ye Gucheng said: "Maybe not, but our plan..." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Your plan is indeed very clever and thorough, but it's a pity that no matter how thorough the plan is, there will inevitably be loopholes." Ye Gucheng said: "Where are our loopholes? How did you find out?" Lu Xiaofeng pondered, and said: "I don't know how I figured it out, I just think that there are a few people who shouldn't have died, but died for no apparent reason."

Ye Gucheng said: "You mean Zhang Yingfeng, Aunt Gongsun and Ouyang Qing?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "There is also the grandson of the turtle." Ye Gucheng said: "Have you always wondered why someone wants to kill them?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Now I have figured it out." Ye Gucheng said: "Say it!" Lu Xiaofeng said: "This plan has been going on in secret for a long time. Manager Wang and the people from Nanwang's Mansion have been keeping in touch. The place where they meet is Ouyang Qing's brothel." Ye Gucheng said: "Because they think that no one would expect eunuchs and lamas to visit brothels." Lu Xiaofeng said: "But you don't worry, because you know that Mr. Guisunzi and Ouyang Qing are not ordinary people. You always suspect that they have discovered this secret, so you must kill them to silence them." Ye Gucheng said: "Actually, I didn't have to kill them." Lu Xiaofeng said: "It's really not necessary." Ye Gucheng said: "But this matter is too important, I can't take a little risk." Lu Xiaofeng said: "It's also because of this, that's why I discovered that behind the scenes of your decisive battle, there must be a huge secret hidden, and it's not just because of Li Yanbei and Lao Du's gamble." Ye Gucheng sighed, and said, "You should know that Zhang Yingfeng must die." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Because Zhang Yingfeng was in a hurry to find Ximen Chuuxue, he found the eunuch's nest, but accidentally discovered that you were there too, of course he must die." Ye Gucheng said: "You must already know that the third wax figure he made is me." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Because of this wax figure, the clay figurine Zhang died." Ye Gucheng said: "You were one step late that day." Lu Xiaofeng sighed, and said, "Because I have gone a lot of wrong ways." Ye Gucheng said: "I killed Aunt Gongsun just to lead you astray." Lu Xiaofeng said: "You still want me to doubt the honest monk." Ye Gucheng sneered and said, "Do you really think he is honest?" Lu Xiaofeng suddenly smiled again, and said: "Although I often see the wrong people, do the wrong things, and go the wrong way, sometimes I just go wrong." Ye Gucheng said: "Is it crooked?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "If I hadn't doubted the honest monk, I wouldn't have questioned Ouyang Qing, and I wouldn't have found out that Manager Wang and the lamas from the Nanwang Palace had also been there that day." Ye Gucheng said: "You started to suspect me after you asked about this matter?" Lu Xiaofeng sighed and said: "Actually, I have never suspected you, although I always felt that you would never be plotted against, let alone hurt by the Tang family's poisonous weapon, but I still did not suspect you, because... ..." He stared at Ye Gucheng, and slowly continued: "Because I always feel that you are my friend." Ye Gucheng turned his head, did he have no face to face Lu Xiaofeng again? Lu Xiaofeng said: "You use Li Yanbei and Du Tongxuan's gamble as a smoke screen, and then use this decisive battle as an introduction, you first arrange someone to be at Du Tongxuan's place to be your substitute, when you appear, you are covered in hairpins, it's not I am afraid that people will smell the stench of your wound, but I am afraid that people will find that there is no stench on your body." Lu Xiaofeng sighed again, and continued: "These plans are really wonderful, wonderful." Ye Gucheng didn't look back. Lu Xiaofeng said: "The most wonderful thing is those ribbons." Ye Gucheng said: "Oh?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Wei Ziyun used satin belts to restrict the heroes of the world from entering the palace, but you asked Director Wang to steal another bolt of color-changing silk from the inner treasury, make a ribbon, and give it to the Lord Baiyun, who will then send it out. Once there are too many people, Wei Ziyun will only transfer all his manpower to the Hall of Supreme Harmony for defense, so that you can calmly carry out your plots in the inner palace." Ye Gucheng looked up to the sky, silent. Lu Xiaofeng said: "It's a pity that man's calculation is not as good as heaven's calculation. Although you were sure that Ximen Chuuxue would never attack a wounded person, you forgot that there is another Tang Tianzong who wants to avenge his brother." Ye Gucheng said: "Tang Tianzong?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "If Tang Tianzong hadn't plotted against your substitute, I might not have suspected you." Ye Gucheng said: "Oh?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "I discovered your secret, I immediately thought of Nanwang Mansion, and then Director Wang, and only then did I understand your conspiracy, what a terrible conspiracy it is." Ye Gucheng suddenly laughed. Lu Xiaofeng said: "Are you laughing?" Ye Gucheng said: "Should I not laugh?" Lu Xiaofeng looked at him, finally nodded, and said: "As long as one can still laugh, one should indeed smile more." It's just that there are many kinds of laughter, some are happy, some are forced, some are flattering, and some are bitter. What kind of smile does Ye Gucheng have? No matter what kind of smile he has, as long as he can still smile here and now, he is a hero beyond the reach of ordinary people. He suddenly patted Lu Xiaofeng on the shoulder and said, "I'm going." Lu Xiaofeng said: "You have nothing else to say?" Ye Gucheng thought for a while and said, "There is one more thing." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Tell me." Ye Gucheng turned his head and said: "No matter what, you are always my friend..." Lu Xiaofeng watched him stride out towards Ximen Chuuxue, and suddenly felt that the autumn wind was as cold as the end of winter... At this time, the moon is already pale, as pale as starlight. Starlight is as light as a dream, a lover's dream. Lovers are always the cutest. Sometimes, although enemies are cuter than lovers, such things are rare after all. Hatred is not an absolute emotion, the consciousness of hatred sometimes includes understanding and respect. It's a pity that there are not many lovely enemies, and even fewer respectable enemies! Resentment is different. Hatred is innate, but resentment is acquired. Hatred is passive, but resentment is active. Can you say that Ximen Chuixue hates Ye Gucheng? Can you say that Ye Gucheng hates Ximen Chuuxue? There is no resentment between them, only hatred between them.Their hatred is nothing more than a kind of innate, inevitable hatred that is both wonderful and stupid, stupid and wonderful! Perhaps, what Ye Gucheng hates is just—since Ye Gucheng was born, why Ximen Chuuxue was born. Perhaps, what Ximen Chuuxue hates is also the same. Why is the distance between hate and love always so difficult to measure? Now, it's time for a decisive battle. When it really came to the decisive battle, no one and nothing in the sky and the earth could stop this decisive battle. This moment may be very short, but there are many people who have given their all to wait for this moment! Thinking of those people, Lu Xiaofeng suddenly felt an indescribable sadness. Is this battle worth it? Is it worth the wait for those people? No one can answer, no one can explain, no one can judge. Even Lu Xiaofeng couldn't. However, he also felt the overwhelming evil spirit and sword spirit, and the pressure he felt may be much greater than anyone else. Because Ximen Chuuxue is his friend, and so is Ye Gucheng. —If you ever thought a person was your friend, this person always will be. Therefore, Lu Xiaofeng has been staring at the swords of Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng, paying attention to their every slight movement, every look, every expression, and even the beating of every muscle. He was worried about Ximen Chuuxue—— Ximen Chuuxue's sword was originally a god's sword, the god of swords. But now, he is no longer a god, but a man. Because he already has human love, human affection. Human beings are always weak and have weaknesses, and it is precisely because of this that human beings are human beings. Has Ye Gucheng caught Ximen Chuuxue's weakness? Lu Xiaofeng was very worried, he knew that no matter how small a weakness was, it could be fatal. He knew that even if Ye Gucheng could let Ximen Chuuxue go, Ximen Chuuxue would not let him go. Victory is life, defeat is death, for people like Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng, there is absolutely no room for choice. The strangest thing is that he is also worried about Ye Gucheng! He never realized that Ye Gucheng had human love and affection! Ye Gucheng's life is the sword, and the sword is Ye Gucheng's life.It's just that life itself is a war, big and small, and all kinds of wars. No matter what kind of war, there is usually only one purpose-to win. The meaning of victory is glory and honor. But now for Ye Gucheng, victory has lost its meaning, because his defeat is death, and victory is also death. Because no matter whether he wins or loses, he can't recover the lost honor. Besides, everyone knows that he can't leave the Forbidden City alive tonight. So although both of them have the conditions to win, they also have reasons to lose. Who will lose this battle?Who wins? At this time, the light of the stars and the moon became fainter, and all the brilliance of the heaven and the earth had concentrated on the two swords. Two immortal swords. The sword has been pierced! The sword thrust out was not fast, and the distance between Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng was still far away. Their blades have not even touched, but they have already started to change continuously. People move very slowly, but their blades change very quickly, because they have changed as they wish before they even make a move. From the eyes of others, this battle was neither fierce nor exciting. Wei Ziyun, Ding Ao, Yin Xian, and Tu Fang were all in a cold sweat. These four people are all first-class swordsmen in the present age. They saw that this kind of change in swordsmanship has reached the state of doing whatever they want, which is also the highest state in martial arts! If Ye Gucheng's opponent was not Ximen Chuuxue, every change of the sword in his hand would be a sword that would kill and win. Their swords and people are one, this is the heart sword. Lu Xiaofeng's hands also broke out in cold sweat suddenly, he suddenly noticed the change of Ximen Chuixue's sword, although it looked flexible, it was actually sluggish, at least not as light and flowing as Ye Gucheng's sword. Ye Gucheng's sword is like a gust of wind outside the white clouds. Ximen Chuuxue's sword seemed to be tied with an invisible thread—his wife, his family, and his feelings were all this invisible thread. Lu Xiaofeng has also noticed that within the next twenty changes, Ye Gucheng's sword will surely pierce Ximen Chuuxue's throat. Twenty changes passed in an instant. Lu Xiaofeng's fingertips were already cold. Now, no one can change the fate of Ximen Fuxue. Lu Xiaofeng couldn't, and Ximen Chuuxue couldn't either. The distance between the two is close at hand! Both swords have thrust out with all their strength! This is the last sword, the sword that decides the outcome. Only now did Ximen Chuuxue realize that his sword was one step slower. When his sword pierced Ye Gucheng's chest, Ye Gucheng's sword was bound to pierce his throat. He had no choice but to accept this fate. But at this moment, he suddenly found that Ye Gucheng's sword was deviated, maybe it was only a deviation of one or two inches, but the distance of one or two inches was already the distance between life and death. How did this error happen? Is it because Ye Gucheng knows that there is no distance between his life and death? The blade is cold. The cold edge of the sword had pierced Ye Gucheng's chest, and he could even feel the tip of the sword touching his heart. Then, he felt a strange tingling pain, just like the stinging pain he felt when he saw his first lover die on the sick bed. It was not only pain, but fear, hopeless fear! Because he knows that all the joy and good things in his life will end in an instant. Now his life is about to end, under Ximen Chuuxue's sword! However, he has no resentment towards Ximen Chuuxue, only a kind of gratitude that no one will ever understand. At this last moment, Ximen Chuuxue's sword also slowed down, and was about to take back this deadly killer. Ye Gucheng could see it. He could see that Ximen Chuuxue really didn't want to kill him, but he still killed him because Ximen Chuuxue knew that he would rather die by this sword. ——Since you were going to die, why didn't you die by Ximen Chuuxue's sword? ——Being able to die under the sword of Ximen Chuuxue is at least more honorable than other methods of death! Ximen Chuuxue understood his feeling, so he fulfilled his wish! So he is grateful! This kind of understanding and sympathy can only be produced between peerless heroes and heroes. At this moment, the eyes of the two people made contact, and Ye Gucheng let out a long breath from the bottom of his heart! "Thank you." Although he didn't say these three words, they were already revealed in his eyes!He knew that Ximen Chuuxue would also understand! He fell! The bright moon has disappeared, and the starlight has also disappeared, disappearing in the first dawn in the east! This peerless swordsman has finally fallen.Will his reputation disappear from now on? A white cloud flew over from the sky, maybe it wanted to bring his sad news back to the sky?Or did he come here specially to pay his last respects to this peerless swordsman? Dawn has come, but the world seems to be colder and darker. Ye Gucheng's face looked like the dawn that had just emerged, cold, hazy, and mysterious! There is still the last drop of blood on the sword! Ximen Chuuxue fell gently, looked up and looked around, the sky and the earth were leisurely, he suddenly felt an indescribable loneliness. Ximen Chuixue hid his sword and picked up Ye Gucheng's body. The sword was cold and the body was even colder. The coldest one was Ximen Chuuxue's heart. The decisive battle that shocked the world is over, and the enemy who is more respectable than a friend has died by his sword.What else in this world could warm his heart again?Blood reheated? Had he resolved to hide his sword forever?Like burying Ye Gucheng's body forever?In any case, these two are absolutely not allowed to be violated by anyone.He respected them all equally. Ding Ao rushed over suddenly, blocked his way with a sword, and said sharply: "You can't take this man away, whether he is dead or alive, you can't take him away." Ximen Chuuxue didn't even look at him! Ding Ao said again: "This man is a serious offender of the imperial court, and the person who collected his body is also guilty of sitting down." Ximen Chuuxue said, "You want to keep me?" Ding Ao sneered and said, "Could it be that I can't keep you?" Ximen Chuixue had bulging veins on his forehead. Ding Ao said: "Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng's two swords join forces, and no one in the world may be able to stop it, but it's a pity that Ye Gucheng is dead now, but there are still three thousand guards here." As soon as this sentence was finished, he suddenly heard someone laughing behind him! One person said with a smile: "Although Ye Gucheng is dead, Lu Xiaofeng is not dead yet." Lu Xiaofeng is here again! Ding Ao suddenly turned around and shouted: "What do you want?" Lu Xiaofeng said lightly: "I just want to remind you that Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng are both my friends." Ding Ao said: "Don't tell me you want to cover up the court's repeat offender? Do you know what crime it is?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "I only know a little bit." Ding Ao said: "Say!" Lu Xiaofeng said: "I only know what should not be done, I will never do it, what should be done, even if you cut off my head, I will do it the same." Ding Ao's expression changed. Tu Fang and Yin Xian rushed over, the guards drew their bows, their knives were unsheathed, their swords were on the verge of firing again. Suddenly, another person jumped up and said loudly: "Although you have three thousand guards, Lu Xiaofeng still has at least one friend who is not afraid of losing his head." This person is Bu Ju. Mu Taoist immediately followed up and said: "Although Poor Dao is living outside Fangwai, Fangwai people also have friends outside Fangwai." He turned his head, looked at the honest monk, and said, "Where is the monk?" The honest monk glared at him and said, "Taoists can have friends, why can't monks have friends?" He glared at Sikong Zhaixing again, and said, "What about you?" Sikong Zhaixing sighed, and said: "The guards here are not only masters, but also high-ranking officials. I am a thief, and thieves are afraid of officials, so..." Mu Taoist said: "So what?" Sikong Zhaixing smiled bitterly: "So I really don't want to admit that Lu Xiaofeng is my friend, but unfortunately I have no way not to admit it." Mu Taoist said: "Very good." Sikong Zhaixing said: "Very bad!" Mu Taoist said: "Not good?" Sikong Zaixing said: "If they want to keep Ximen Chuuxue, will Lu Xiaofeng definitely not agree?" Mu Taoist said: "Yes." Sikong Zaixing said: "If they want to deal with Lu Xiaofeng, will we not agree?" Mu Taoist said: "Yes." Sikong Zhaixing said: "Then do we have to fight with them?" Mu Taoist defaults! Sikong Zhaixing said: "I have calculated just now, if we want to fight against them, each of us must deal with at least three hundred and seventeen of them." He sighed, and continued: "Two fists can't beat four hands, and two hands have to deal with more than six hundred hands. It must be uncomfortable." Taoist Mu suddenly smiled and said, "Don't forget that you have three hands." Sikong Zhaixing also laughed. Their smiles are very relaxed. At the foot of the emperor, in the Forbidden City, facing the dazzling forest of knives, mountains and spears, they can still laugh very easily. Ding Ao and the others were already tense, and the guards were all on the verge of a formidable enemy! If this battle really broke out, the consequences would be unimaginable. It seems that this battle has to be fought! Wei Ziyun's face was heavy, he clenched his hands, and said slowly: "Everyone is a famous martial arts master who I have admired for a long time, I dare not be rude, but it's a pity that the responsibility lies..." Lu Xiaofeng interrupted him, saying: "We all understand what you mean, and I hope you can understand our temper." Wei Ziyun said: "Ask for advice." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Some of us like money, some like women, some are greedy for life, and some are afraid of death, but when the critical point comes, we will value friendship more than anything else." Wei Ziyun was silent for a long time, then nodded with a sigh, and said, "I understand." Lu Xiaofeng said: "You should understand." Wei Ziyun said: "There is one more thing, you should also understand." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Oh?" Wei Ziyun said: "The result of this battle must be a loss for both sides. It is terrible. Who should bear the responsibility?" Lu Xiaofeng didn't open his mouth, and his heart was also heavy. Wei Ziyun looked around, sighed, and said: "No matter who is responsible for this, it seems that this battle is inevitable, and no one can stop it." Lu Xiaofeng pondered, and slowly said: "Maybe there is one person who can stop it." Wei Ziyun asked, "Who?" Lu Xiaofeng stared into the depths of the imperial city, with a strange expression in his eyes. At this moment, someone in His Royal Highness was already shouting: "The imperial decree has arrived." An inner eunuch in yellow clothes hurried over with the imperial edict in hand. Everyone knelt down on the ridge of the hall to listen to the imperial edict: "By God's blessing, the Son of Heaven ordered Lu Xiaofeng to go to the South Study Room immediately, and all other people to leave the palace immediately." The son of heaven has a golden mouth, and what he says will never change. Among all kinds of people, of course the dead are also included, so this battle is over before it starts!