Chapter 4 The breeze comes in the green bamboo forest

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It was said before that Gu Xinghe tried to persuade the white-clothed demon to cherish his life and not to fight to the death, but it caused a fight between the two. The white-clothed demon held Hu Butui and smashed him fiercely in the direction of Gu Xinghe, while Gu Xinghe sat in place without any movement, and the long sword in his hand had been put on Hu Above his father-in-law, he was unable to move forward at all, and a fierce battle was about to begin.

"Bang!" In the loud sound, the demon in white held Hu and pressed the sword in Gu Xinghe's hand fiercely, as if to crush the sword in his hand. I don't know what Hu is forged from. Yishui Sword is the famous sword in the world, but it can't be on the stick

On his body, he left a slight mark, which made Gu Xinghe very curious.

However, the cultivation of the ancient Xinghe today is no longer comparable to that of the ancient Xinghe in those years, and the white demon has not improved much compared with those years. Gu Xinghe suddenly had good luck and paid attention to Yi Shui's long sword. He only waved up gently, and Hu Fugui flew back quickly with the demon in white.

"Bang!" The white demon couldn't help retreating and bumped into a tea table, which was not a magic weapon. After being hit, it immediately loosened.

The demon in white held Hu Bugui so that he could not fall down. He stared at Gu Xinghe not far away in horror. After a long time, he said, "I'm really not your opponent."

There is no need to compare magic spells, which is the competition above the power. He is much worse than the ancient Xinghe.

But Gu Xinghe said, "In this case, you can leave the southeast of the empire!" Don't think about revenge. Mr. Yi Jian hasn't done a few good things, and there won't be a good end.

"Brother Xinghe..." The prince stood up and looked straight at Gu Xinghe. Someone insulted his father. Naturally, he was very angry, but this person was Gu Xinghe, who had been ashamed of now, but taught him how to speak.

Gu Xinghe shook his head, as if he had never heard the words of the prince behind him. He only continued to say to the demon in white, "Besides, I have also suffered great grievances because of him. I can't say that the sword in my hand will not forgive him!"

The demon in white stared at Gu Xinghe's face, and then looked at the sword in his hand. After a long time, Fang slowly nodded and said, "I believe you, okay, I'll leave!" After saying that, he flew straight away from the window of the teahouse.

The prince looked at the gradually leaving figure of the demon in white, shook his head helplessly, then sat down, poured a cup of tea with a teacup, and poured down his throat.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, the wooden window of the teahouse shattered, and a huge thing suddenly crashed into the teahouse. Everyone looked up one after another, but it was the white demon who had only left for half an instant. He saw light blue blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, holding Hu in his hand, and his face was full of anger.

"How do you think you won't forgive me?" The sound of anger and power came from the window, and everyone looked up one after another, but saw that an old man in brown came late, but it was Yi Jian, the lord of Qianqi Kingdom.

"Naturally I won't forgive you." Gu Xinghe clenched the Yishui sword in his hand and said coldly that he did not seem to be surprised by the arrival of Yi Jian.

"Who are you?" Yi Jian did not recognize the white-haired ancient Xinghe.

Gu Xinghe slowly raised his head, shook his cold eyes at Yi Jian, who looked like a fairy, and said coldly, "I'm Gu Xinghe." In just five words, there is nothing else.

"Ancient Star River?" Yi Jian lowered his head and meditated for a moment. Fang raised his head and said, "It turned out to be you. I heard that General Mo Lan said that you dared to break through the ancestral boundary monument. I thought you had died a long time ago, but I didn't expect that you were still alive now."

"Hmm! Naturally, I won't die before you die." Gu Xinghe still said coldly.

But I heard Yi Jian continue to sarcastically: "But looking at you now, you must not have had a good time these years!" Young white-headed, are your parents dead? Or is it the dead one? How can you be so sad?"

Gu Xinghe clenched the sword in his hand and stood up suddenly: "Don't talk nonsense, old man, today I will use the sword in my hand to let you know how I 'will not forgive you'?"

The Yishui sword in his hand is shining with a cold silver light at this time.

"Hmm! That's all you have to do!" In Yi Jian's hand, a long sword suddenly appeared, shining as gently as autumn water, but it was the "Qiushui Sword", the later treasure of Qianqi Kingdom!

"Then let's see the true chapter under the sword!" Gu Xinghe held the long sword in his hand, and Huo Ran stabbed at Yi Jian fiercely. At this time, the Yishui sword in his hand was like a cold poisonous snake, shining bloodthirsty light.

"Dang!" With a crisp sound, the two swords immediately intersect, immediately separated, and then collided violently again.

"Dang! Dang! "Sang!" In the continuous collision, the figures of the two became faster and faster, and it seemed that no one could be seen! Only two long swords with strange light are floating in mid-air at this moment, flying fast and violently hitting.

"Dong! Dong! Dong!" The two in the bitter battle finally separated, with a shining sword floating in front of them. Gu Xinghe was still the same, but Yi Jian blushed and went straight back three steps before he stabilized. At this time, everyone knows who is high and who is low.

Yi Jian lived for more than a hundred and dozens of years old. He has never seen a descendant as young as Gu Xinghe. He only sighed gently: "Your cultivation should not be underestimated. It is indeed my careless! It's really a terrible future life."

"Hmm! Old man, do you dare to fight with me again? Gu Xinghe stretched out his hand and held the Yishui sword hanging in mid-air and said coldly. On the Yishui sword, there was an increasingly bright light at this time, like a star, which made people dare not look at it.

Yi Jian secretly guessed that Gu Xinghe must be brewing an extremely horrible trick at this time. After thinking about it, he opened his mouth and said, "There is no deep hatred between me and you. You have been friends with Xiao Pian for many years, so let Pian Yu stay here with you. I have something to do and I have to go first!" As soon as the words fell, people had already disappeared! And the white demon lying on the ground has not known where it is for a long time!

Gu Xinghe withdrew the infusion of Yuanli, and the light of Yishui's long sword slowly faded away. He sat down and said to the prince, "I have been offended today. Please forgive me."

The prince shook his head and then said, "I'm not well entertained today. You'd better go quickly!" Maybe father, he... has gone to summon those elders in white!"

"Oh?" Gu Xinghe brushed his sword and said coldly, "Let them come, unless your father restarts the Qianqi sword array today and disciplines him how many people to come, I will fight!"

This is a big word, but since the complete recovery of Yuanli, Gu Xinghe's Yuanli has also returned to the speed of magical recovery. Moreover, at this time, the height of Gu Xinghe's cultivation is far from comparable to those white elders, so he is indeed qualified to say "one against ten thousand".

But the prince didn't know it. He only heard the prince say with a wry smile, "But Brother Xinghe, please understand my pain..."

Gu Xinghe suddenly looked at the prince, but saw that there was a very painful look in his eyes. After thinking for a moment, Fang slowly opened his mouth and said, "In this case, I will do as you wish. Candle face, would you like to leave with me?" When he said the last sentence, he turned his head to Yuwen Zhuyan.

Yu Wen Zhuyan nodded gently and said coldly, "Naturally, I don't want to stay in this place."

Gu Xinghe nodded: "Well, let's go now!" But suddenly he caught a glimpse of Xiao Ziran, who seemed to have something to say. He only said coldly, "Brother Ziran, ten years have passed. I don't know if you still want to cut off my head and wash the sword in your hand with my blood now?"

Xiao Ziran held the world-famous purple sword in his hand, but he didn't know what to say at this time. Hearing Gu Xinghe's question, he slowly shook his head and said dejectedly, "Of course, I am not your opponent. In those years, it was indeed my Meng Lang!"

Although he holds a sword ranked 16th on the list of divine soldiers in his hand, he really has no confidence in his heart.

Gu Xinghe didn't go to see him again, but said to Yuwen Zhuyan, "Let's go!" After saying that, the imperial sword flew and flew to the southeast, and Yuwen Zhuyan also followed.

The prince shook his head and whispered, "Brother Ziran, don't be discouraged. Brother Xinghe is not comparable to us. Cheer up. As long as you are willing to practice hard, you will definitely become a peerless strong man in time."

Xiao Ziran nodded gently and said, "Thank you!" and also drove away with a long sword.

The prince stood in front of the window, shook the endless blue sky, and suddenly sighed.

Gu Xinghe drove the Yishui Long Sword and flew in the direction of Mousse Forest. He had not met his father and mother for 14 years. At this time, his heart was already very anxious, and he couldn't wait to get to Mousse Forest immediately. However, Yuwen Zhuyan, who was chasing bitterly behind him, was miserable. She tried her best, but she still couldn't catch up with the pace of Gu Xinghe. Instead, she became farther and farther away. He couldn't help but feel how advanced Gu Xinghe's cultivation at this time was!

Suddenly, the speed of Gu Xinghe gradually slowed down. He hurriedly chased after him and gasped and said, "It'stiring me. Your current vitality is really abundant!"

Gu Xinghe only shook his head and said with a smile, "I'm sorry." After that, the two fought together and continued to fly forward.

In Mousse Forest, in the green bamboo forest, outside the wooden house, the two stood there together and looked at each other. After a long time, Gu Xinghe slowly walked into the wooden house. The thick dust showed that no one had lived here for many years.

Beyond the wooden house, the breeze blows and the green bamboo swaying...

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