Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 80: The name of the madman is well deserved! (Please order first)

"Gongsun Lan, you never come to me for no reason. I should have made peace with you." The young man in red spoke lazily.

"I took you in for a few days out of kindness. You saved my eighth sister's life and even told me that there was a traitor among my sisters who was collaborating with the enemy. How can we possibly be even? It's clear that I owe you more."

"A very pretty girl cooked a few meals very skillfully, and the food was not too bad to swallow."

"That looks like a happy scene, but it makes me feel like you don't owe me anything."

"Flower" Gongsun Lan paused and continued:

"Forget it, I still prefer to call you Zhuang Bu Ran. Have you seen through my disguise a long time ago and are you deliberately making fun of me?"

"I never like to laugh at people."

Zhuang Bu Ran said slowly:

"You know what I was planning from the beginning. It was like Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuxue looking for someone to duel with. I wanted to have a duel to determine who was better, and to decide the outcome of the fight."

Gongsun Lan laughed at herself:
"Then I should be extremely grateful that my momentary kindness saved my life."

"Yeah, I was a little surprised too. You are the first person I wanted to kill but failed to kill." The young man in red said casually.

"I should feel even more honored to have escaped the clutches of the most reckless and daring lunatic in the martial arts world."

Gongsun Lan drew the pair of daggers from her waist and smiled brilliantly:
"I never like to owe anyone anything. I heard that you wanted to see my sword dance at first, so let me dance for you now."

She danced with swords in both hands. As the swords flashed, the colorful ribbons on her dress began to dance non-stop. Her whole body seemed to have turned into a brilliant morning glow, so bright that people couldn't even open their eyes.

For a moment, I didn't know where the person was, nor where the sword was.

The young man in red smiled, as if he had seen the essence of the sword technique. The sword moves were strange and complicated. Once it was released, it was like mercury pouring on the ground, penetrating every hole. As long as the enemy showed a flaw or was a little careless, he would most likely be killed by the sword.

"There was once a beautiful woman named Gongsun, whose sword dance moved the four directions. Your swordsmanship is truly beautiful, and only a peerless beauty can truly unleash the power of this sword technique."

The young man in red clapped his hands and smiled:

"The man is like a rosy cloud, the sword is like a meteor, wonderful!"

Gongsun Lan sheathed the short sword in her hand and said:
"Are you really blind or are you pretending to be blind?"

"I don't know whether I'm blind or not, but if I want to know, then I can read every move and every word of everyone within three miles, just like reading the lines on the palm of my hand."

The young man in red suddenly smiled:
"Besides, you have a purple-red birthmark on your lotus-like arms, the size of a copper coin, shaped like a cloud."

"Besides, let me teach you a lesson. If you think a helpless and pitiful young man has no martial arts skills, then do you think the world-renowned Lord of Baiyun City would also plot against others?"

"you"

Gongsun Lan heard the following words which seemed to be full of profound meaning. Her eyes trembled slightly, and after a moment of silence, she said:

"I spent the whole day hunting geese, only to have one peck my eye out. It seems I'm the one who's truly blind."

As she turned to leave, she suddenly said:

"Zhuang Bu Ran, no matter how powerful you are, you are still a deceitful thief."

After saying that, he walked out of the courtyard filled with the fragrance of peach blossoms without looking back.

"We smiled before we met, and promised to be together forever at the first meeting."

The young man in red under the peach forest was silent for a long time, then uttered two words:

"Boring."

September 13th.

In the capital, the closer it gets to the full moon night, the more lively the city becomes, with countless martial arts masters flocking in.

Just yesterday, another three or four hundred martial arts celebrities entered the capital, including at least five leaders, ten gang leaders, and twenty or thirty chief escorts. The elder Mu Dao Ren from Wudang and the Dharma protectors from Shaolin have also arrived.

During this period, Lu Xiaofeng could not rest. Wei Ziyun, the best martial artist in the palace, brought in martial arts heroes with him, saying that anyone with martial arts skills could be recognized by Lu Xiaofeng.

You can get the palace entry certificate from him, a ribbon from Persia, which is a treasure of the palace, changes color and shines in the moonlight, and is impossible to imitate on the market.

This move completely put Lu Xiaofeng in a very bad mood, and he couldn't say anything, because no matter whether it was Ximen Chuxue, Ye Gucheng, or Mu Dao Ren, they were all his friends, and he really couldn't bear to see them fighting to the death with others.

Unfortunately, how could he possibly sway these people's resolve? Anyone who had mastered martial arts to a level unrivaled in the martial arts world would be as steadfast as stone, unrepentant even in death. Even Ximen Chuxue's bond with Sun Xiuqing, one of the Four Beauties of Emei, had created a gap in their swordsmanship, and even Ye Gucheng, after recovering from his injuries, was poisoned by a member of the Shu Tang Clan, hadn't wavered in their resolve to participate in this battle.

Even Mu Dao Ren, who is always known for his laziness, has not stated whether he will participate in this battle, but he also wants to walk a ribbon. It is really hard to predict whether he will take action in the end after entering the game.

Chunhua Tower.

Ye Gucheng sat in the middle of the restaurant on the second floor. In front of him stood a handsome young man in gorgeous clothes. His eyes were filled with a cruel expression like a carnage hawk.

There were many onlookers around, including Lu Xiaofeng and others.

Just when the atmosphere was tense and seemed to be at a critical moment about to explode, a barefoot and blind young man in red walked in leisurely.

The already heavy and quiet place instantly became even more oppressive, and many people couldn't help but hold their breath.

"Why are you all looking at me? Let's continue to see if the Lord of Baiyun City is injured, and whether he can destroy the Tangmen Feisha with a crushing force." The young man in red walked to an empty table and sat down with a calm manner.

"Xiao Ba, you are becoming more and more elusive. Where have you been these days?" Hua Manlou walked down from upstairs.

After Zhuang Bu Ran asked the waiter to serve the wine, he said casually:
"I know you're going to persuade me, so I have to go out and get some peace and quiet. Now, let's not talk about my business. Let's first see how much the strength of Baiyun City Lord has improved."

"Hua Manxin, watch carefully. Will this blow of mine allow you to continue chatting and laughing so casually?"

Ye Gucheng moved his hand and the sword light flew up. No one could describe the brilliance and splendor of this sword, and no one could describe the speed of this sword. It was not just a sword, but the wrath of Thunder God and a lightning strike.

Then the onlookers saw bright red blood flowing from the handsome young man's shoulder blades.

Ye Gucheng walked down slowly, came to the side of the young man in red, and said:
"how?"

The young man in red played with the wine glass in his hand and said something that no one could understand:
"City Lord Ye, you are really good at stealing the show."

"What do you mean?" Ye Gucheng's expression remained unchanged.

"All a man pursues in his life is fame, wealth, women, and power."

"City Lord Ye has an angelic demeanor, is world-renowned, and possesses exceptional martial arts skills. He certainly has no shortage of these things."

"But in order to practice swordsmanship, he even gave up wine and tea, and even abandoned all worldly pleasures. In doing so, he acquired unparalleled swordsmanship. However, this also created an irreversible void in himself."

"For a swordsman like City Lord Ye, loneliness is his only companion. But what is more terrifying than loneliness is desolation and neglect, that is, deep and unbearable solitude."

"If I am unwilling to endure such loneliness any longer, I will not be able to maintain the purity of my devotion to the way of the sword, just like Ximen Chuixue today, causing my own swordsmanship to have flaws."

"What makes us human is that we cannot completely abandon our emotions. Even the strongest people will eventually reach a limit to their endurance."

"When this loneliness accumulates over the years and becomes unbearable, I think someone like City Lord Ye would not want to endure it any longer."

When Ye Gucheng heard this, his eyes darkened and he said:
"You don't look like a blind man at all."

"Haha, I don't want to be ordinary, but I can't stand loneliness. So what's the only way out?"

The young man in red stopped talking and didn't say anything else. He knew that the reason why Ye Gucheng still chose the path of rebellion in the original plot was simply because he wanted to die.

He did not want to be one of the so-called heroes, but wanted to be the Lord of Baiyun City who was no less powerful than anyone else in his life.

He thought that he had set up a wonderful death trap, creating the biggest waves in the court and the martial arts world. Isn't it a worthy death, extremely satisfying?

After hearing this, everyone was confused and had no idea what they were talking about.

"Ever since your name as the Madman became known to everyone in the martial arts world, your childhood experiences have also become widely known."

Ye Gucheng looked calm:
"A person who never leaves the house and only likes to sleep and wake up under peach blossoms, isn't it because of loneliness? How long can you endure it?"

The young man in red seemed a little puzzled and said:
"I don't care about moral bottom line. When things go wrong, I just go crazy. I never put myself in a difficult position and always make things difficult for others. How can I be lonely?"

"Just like I killed the three thousand brothers of the Snake King, was it because they were bad?"

He shook his head:
"No, they are no worse than me. It's just because I want to."

"For example, the so-called martial arts event in the near future is just a spur-of-the-moment event. It's just three words: I'm happy."

When everyone heard this, they immediately felt a chill down their spines and their hair stood on end. They deeply understood what it meant that seeing is believing. Eight words popped up in their minds at the same time.

"The name of the madman is well deserved!"

(End of this chapter)