As a daughter, I travel in the world of Gulong

Chapter 146 Chapter 145: Wonderland

Does rebellion need a reason?
Sometimes it's needed, sometimes it's not.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at him steadily, her eyes suddenly showing sadness, "I actually had a guess for a long time."

Ye Gucheng said: "But you are not sure."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "I thought people like you wouldn't do such a thing."

Ye Gucheng didn't say anything. He knew that he might have lost a friend.

Perhaps it has been lost from the moment he entered the palace.

Two arrogant swords, two arrogant people.

It was he who failed Ximen Chuixue, his opponent, and Lu Xiaofeng, his friend.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Rebellion is a serious crime."

Ye Gucheng said: "No, I think failure is a sin."

The sadness in Lu Xiaofeng's eyes disappeared. He just looked at Ye Gucheng. They hadn't seen each other for so long. When they met in the snow just now, although his face was a bit unfamiliar, he could still recognize it.

Completely unfamiliar now.

He found that he never knew Ye Gucheng, but regarded Ye Gucheng as a friend.

Lu Xiaofeng closed her eyes and asked, "Will you still rebel?"

Ye Gucheng said: "No way."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Why?"

Ye Gucheng said: "Rebellion is a sin."

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned. He looked at Ye Gucheng and couldn't understand this man for a moment.

Ye Gucheng said: "I thought failure was a sin, but I found that I was wrong."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Wrong?"

The corners of Ye Gucheng's mouth moved, as if he wanted to laugh, but he didn't. "Rebellion needs a reason."

Lu Xiaofeng asked: "What's the reason?"

Ye Gucheng's expression became very strange, and he saw that Lu Xiaofeng did not speak.

Lu Xiaofeng was a little confused.

"I have been living on Feixian Island in the South China Sea all year round, with nothing but my sword. What can a person like me do if the rebellion succeeds?" He suddenly said.

Lu Xiaofeng asked: "What to do?"

Ye Gucheng shook his head and said: "No, I never thought that rebellion was just for the sake of rebellion. I never thought about why or what to do next."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "So you failed."

Ye Gucheng said: "Yes, I failed from the beginning. Even if I kill the emperor, I will not succeed. This matter was wrong from the beginning."

Failure before starting, this kind of failure is not as painful as falling short, but it is like a thin sword pressed against his heart, torturing his lonely heart.

A complete failure.

Lu Xiaofeng asked: "What then?"

Ye Gucheng said calmly: "Then the Flying Immortal from Heaven was destroyed."

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned, as if it was difficult to understand, but also seemed to understand something.

"What kind of sword?" he couldn't help but ask.

A light flashed in Ye Gucheng's calm eyes, "A murderous sword."
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It's snowing.

The sun didn't rise all day long, and the sky was overcast and suddenly darkened.

Lu Xiaofeng felt that it was extremely cold. In this kind of place and this kind of weather, it could only be described as bitter cold.

The man in gray left, and the gray gradually disappeared into the wind and snow, leaving only a vast expanse of white between the sky and the earth, full of indescribable sadness and desolation.

He already knew what happened on the night of September [-]th, and Ye Gucheng also knew how Ximen Chuixue was defeated.His skills are very strong and his sword is also very strong.

Two mysterious women, two mysterious swords.

Are there immortals in this world?

Lu Xiaofeng didn't know.

The wind and snow dyed his hair white. Lu Xiaofeng suddenly felt very tired. The conspiracy of Silver Hook Gambling House almost killed him. He had never felt so tired. But now he sincerely didn't want to move and just wanted to sleep well. Sleep.

So he found a place to sleep.

The Jade Goddess...the Jade Rakshasa of the West...the leader...one sword to destroy the flying immortal...the white-clothed immortal shadow under the full moon...

Pictures flashed through the dream from time to time.

He woke up in a cold sweat.

Where are the real Rakshasa cards?
Lu Xiaofeng couldn't figure it out no matter what. He even thought that there was no real Rakshasa card at all.

But when he thought of the face of the original goddess, he felt a little hesitant.

Zhu Ting copied the fake Rakshasa card.

Even if the Rakshasa card that Yu Tianbao took out was real, it had been destroyed and there was no evidence to prove anything.

It was something that had no reason at all.

If he told others about this guess, they would definitely think him crazy.

How could there be immortals in the world?
Lu Xiaofeng suddenly felt very cold, extremely cold.

He was worried about Ximen Chuixue, and he suddenly felt that those two women were invincible.

——Maybe Ximen Chuixue can no longer hold a sword.

It was dark outside the window, it was not yet dawn, and the only sound could be heard was the wind.
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Under the glossy and soft bronze paperweight, there is a piece of white paper with many names written on it.

A name that is famous all over the world and is known to many people in the world.

Huo Xiu, Jin Jiuling, Ximen Chuixue, Yu Luosha, Ye Gucheng, Mu Taoren...

These people all have strange identities and different origins. They are either hidden leaders of organizations, world-famous swordsmen, Wudang celebrities, or are known as the top masters of the Six Sects.

They all have one thing in common - either they were defeated by those two women, or they were suspected of being killed by those two women.

Everything you walk through will leave traces.

Huo Xiu of Tsing Yi House was the beginning. Judging from the traces of the two women traveling across the country in the past few years and the conflicts in Tsing Yi House, Lu Xiaofeng was almost certain that Huo Xiu's death was related to them.

Jade Rakshasa was killed by one of them, and the Rakshasa Card, the leader, and the remnants were also involved...

And Jin Jiuling, died in the six-door secret room and lost a piece of information.

There must be some secret connection between these three people.

Tsing Yi Tower, Six Gates, Rakshasa Cult.

The octagonal copper lamp burns quietly, softly and quietly.

Lu Xiaofeng's finger clicked on their names, secrets, they hold some kind of secret, maybe a secret that even they themselves don't know - maybe they will realize it at the moment before they die?
Ximen Chuixue, Ye Gucheng, and Mu Taoren were defeated by them. Mu Taoren admitted that he was defeated by one of them on September [-]th, and then defeated two more on the top of the Forbidden City in front of everyone's attention. A peerless swordsman.

This made him a little confused. Four of the six great masters in the world were involved with them. The head of Emei, Dugu Yihe, and the abbot of Shaolin, Zen Master Dabei, were spared by them.

Zen Master Dabei has been in seclusion all year round. He rarely shows up in Shaolin, let alone uses a sword. It is understandable why Dugu Yihe can stay away from it?
Could it be that all the guesses are wrong?

Lu Xiaofeng stared at these names in trance. He had found a clear line that supported his guess, but he was stuck here.

What else will they do next?

What are you doing now?
The solitary lamp was dim, reflecting the small room, and Lu Xiaofeng looked out the window at the night.

A touch of fish belly white rises from the east.

(End of this chapter)