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Chapter 119 Ending at the Ghost Villa
Lu Xiaofeng and Dugumei became life and death friends after this in-depth conversation.

With a big wave of Dugumei's hand, she told Lu Xiaofeng that he could lead Lu Xiaofeng out of this forest, and the two of them would not die here.

Moreover, not only could he lead Lu Xiaofeng out of the woods, but he could also make Zhao Mingyuan never find him for the rest of his life.

Lu Xiaofeng asked suspiciously: "You know the way? Then why didn't you show the way before?"

At this time, someone suddenly walked over to a pale person.

Pale face, pale hands, pale sword, white clothes like snow.

Lu Xiaofeng almost thought he saw Ximen Chuuxue.

She thought that Ximen Chuuxue had come to save her, so she was happy for nothing.

Dugu Mei said: "Do you think he is Ximen Chuuxue? No, his surname is Ye, and his name is Ye Guhong. He is clearly related to Ye Gucheng, but he looks like Ximen Chuuxue's son."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "It does look a bit like it."

The two were talking, and someone flew down like a swallow, and it was a pink swallow.

He has a bright red face like a girl's, and he is wearing a pink dress that fits perfectly. Beside the pink belt, there is a pink leather bag hanging diagonally.

Not only that, but even he looked at Lu Xiaofeng with that pink expression in his eyes.

Lu Xiaofeng felt like throwing up.

Over there, Fenyanzi and Ye Guhong had already discussed the division of accounts, and naturally they would be divided between Lu Xiaofeng and Dugumei.

Unexpectedly, while the two were talking, Ye Guhong suddenly pierced Fen Yanzi's heart with his sword.

Probably he can't stand this man anymore.

Ye Guhong really looks like Ximen Chuuxue, not only in appearance, but also in the way he blows the last drop of blood off the tip of the sword after killing someone.

This is Ximen Chuuxue's unique habit, every movement he learns is very similar.

However, Lu Xiaofeng knew that he was not Ximen Chuuxue, definitely not.

Ximen Chuuxue blew off the last drop of blood on the tip of his sword, just like the night returner shaking off the last snowflake on the skirt of his clothes in the snowstorm.

What he blows is not blood, but snow, or loneliness.

But now Ye Guhong's eyes were full of indescribable excitement and excitement, like Zhengren who was about to rush into the wind and snow.

He blows blood, not snow.

He probably doesn't understand the principle that those who imitate me live and those who resemble me die.

Ye Guhong asked Lu Xiaofeng, "What do you think of my sword strike just now?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Good swordsmanship."

Ye Guhong said: "This is a good sword technique."

Then he asked, "How does this sword compare to Ximen Chuuxue?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "I think the whole world knows about this matter. Ximen Chuuxue's sword is the only weapon I'm not sure I can grasp with these two fingers."

Ye Guhong said: "So, you are sure to hold my sword?"

Lu Xiaofeng nodded.

Ye Guhong's pale face instantly turned red, he didn't know whether it was from shame or anger.

Suddenly, Ye Guhong asked: "What about Zhao Mingyuan?

Didn't you say that only Ximen Chuuxue's sword, you are not sure to hold it.

What about his?

You were hunted down by him all over the world, isn't it because you didn't grasp his sword with confidence? "

Ye Guhong thought he caught the loophole in Lu Xiaofeng's words.

Unexpectedly, Lu Xiaofeng replied, "I'm sure."

Ye Guhong asked suspiciously: "Then why did you run away, and you were hunted down so badly by him? Could it be because you have guilt in your heart? But it seems that you are not that kind of person, otherwise you would not be able to do such disgusting things gone."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled wryly, it seems that not only Zhao Mingyuan's reputation in Jianghu is not good, but his reputation is even worse.

However, he still replied: "Because Zhao Mingyuan is not a swordsman like Ximen Chuuxue who specializes in swordsmanship and has no other distractions. He not only has swords."

In fact, no one knew Zhao Mingyuan's horror better than Lu Xiaofeng.

Ye Guhong seemed very satisfied that Zhao Mingyuan's swordsmanship was not as good as Ximen Chuuxue's, but he also seemed dissatisfied that he was underestimated by Lu Xiaofeng.

Ye Guhong frowned, looked at Lu Xiaofeng's condition, and saw that he seemed extremely embarrassed, obviously extremely weak due to long-term hunger and exhaustion, and had many wounds on his body, but luckily none of them were fatal.

Ye Guhong said to Lu Xiaofeng: "Can you still hold my sword now?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "You can try."

Ye Guhong was furious, and said: "You are already so weak, you still dare to underestimate me, then let you see how powerful I am."

Saying that, Ye Guhong drew his sword and stabbed at Lu Xiaofeng.

His sword strike has the characteristics of lightness, viciousness, and pungentness. In addition to the Wudang swordsmanship passed down directly, at least it also combines the specialties of the other two swordsmanship.

This sword is already the essence of his swordsmanship, and it is also a deadly sword with no retreat.

This sword went directly to Lu Xiaofeng's middle palace, as if it wanted to nail Lu Xiaofeng to death here.

And the current Lu Xiaofeng is already exhausted, can he still block this sword?

You can always believe in Lu Xiaofeng's intuition, just as he believes in himself.

Because these two fingers of his are more useful than all weapons, and this sword has stopped between his two fingers.

Ye Guhong's face was completely pale, it turned out that he was really far behind.

He suddenly asked: "With your skill, you can't catch Ximen Chuuxue's sword?"

Lu Xiaofeng sighed, and said: "I know you've seen his strikes, but those watching by the side will never be able to understand the speed of his strikes."

Ye Guhong took out a scroll from his sleeve and threw it to Lu Xiaofeng, then took out an oiled paper bag and a bottle of wine from his pocket, and carefully placed them on the ground.

Ye Guhong said: "This is the detailed map of going out of the forest and into the mountains. These beef and drinks are enough for you to last until you enter the villa."

After delivering these, he actually pierced his chest with a backhanded sword.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "I didn't want to kill you, why did you do this?"

Ye Guhong struggled and said: "I have learned swordsmanship for 20 years, and I am confident that I am invincible in the world. Only Ximen Chuuxue can be my opponent, so I have already made an appointment with Ximen Chuuxue to fight at the top of Zijin at noon on Dragon Boat Festival."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "This year's Dragon Boat Festival?"

Ye Guhong nodded and said: "Although I am not sure of victory, I am confident that I can still fight against him, but seeing your skill today, I know that even if I study for another 20 years, I am afraid that I will definitely not be able to fight him." His opponent..."

At this point, he couldn't continue, but Lu Xiaofeng already understood.

If he doesn't go at that time, of course he will have no face to see his friends in the world again. If he goes, he will also bring shame on himself.

Because, he suddenly found that the gap between his swordsmanship and Ximen Chuuxue was too great.

Even Lu Xiaofeng couldn't catch Ximen Chuuxue's move, but he was even worse than Lu Xiaofeng, the distance between this has already told how arrogant he is.

In his opinion, this kind of humiliation is far more unacceptable than death.

Lu Xiaofeng already showed pity, and said, "Is this why you died?"

Ye Guhong nodded hard.

Lu Xiaofeng sighed and whispered a few words in his ear.

Ye Guhong's face suddenly twisted, his eyes showed a relieved expression, and he stared at Lu Xiaofeng.

Then he fell down.

The strange thing is that when he fell down, there seemed to be a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ye Guhong fell down, and Lu Xiaofeng and Dugumei came to Youming Villa by relying on the map for entering and leaving the forest.

(End of this chapter)