At this moment, it suddenly started to rain lightly.
The rain was sparse and scattered, creating a faint layer of mist.
"The evil wind blows all year round in the Yinfeng Hills, how come it rains?" an assassin asked without knowing why.
Some assassins who had experienced it were shocked and said, "He is here."
"Who is he?" an assassin asked.
Feeling the sudden falling rain, Ye Guchen's eyebrows suddenly condensed, and the expressions of the red-haired ghost and others also changed slightly.
In the rain curtain, a thin figure walked slowly, dressed in black and wearing a bamboo hat.
He is different from other Tingxuelou assassins in that he does not like to wear a mask, but instead hides his face with a bamboo hat and black gauze.
"Yu Shichou..." Ye Guchen slowly tightened his eyebrows.
It had only been a while since the last confrontation, and Ye Guchen was certainly impressed by Yu Shichou.
Including his water sword intention.
"Why do you have such an expression? Last time it was just a sparring match, I didn't kill anyone." Feeling Ye Guchen's gaze, Yu Shi said sadly.
"What, Yu Shichou actually fought against the Sword Demon!"
The assassins around him all looked at Ye Guchen with shocked eyes.
Yu Shichou was fourth on the Shengyuan Tianjiao list and was famous in Tingxue Tower. Although Sword Demon had made a name for himself in Tingxue Tower, he could only be regarded as a newcomer at best.
All the assassins did not expect that Ye Guchen would actually fight against Yu Shichou.
And judging from his tone, it was obvious that he had not achieved an overwhelming advantage.
"This sword demon..." The red-haired ghost looked at Ye Guchen with even more solemn eyes.
Nightingale admired Ye Guchen even more.
"Really? Then I have to thank you." Ye Guchen sneered.
If he didn't have many trump cards and was just an ordinary warrior who was refining energy, he would have been turned into a sieve of blood by the rain of swords in the sky.
Yu Shichou smiled lightly and said nothing.
But he no longer had any contempt for Ye Guchen. Although Ye Guchen had never understood a trace of sword intention, Yu Shichou did not dare to underestimate him because of his many trump cards.
"Are you also here for the Shura Sword Intention?" Ye Guchen raised his eyebrows.
"Aren't you?" Yu Shichou's eyes narrowed.
Looking at the two people who were almost facing each other, the assassins around them all fell silent.
"Gee, it's interesting, but it's rainy, you can come as you please, can you remove this rain curtain?"
Just as the two were confronting each other, a soft chuckle suddenly came out, with a lazy and charming feeling.
Even these assassins from Tingxuelou are cold-hearted people, and their hearts were slightly shaken when they heard such a confused voice.
In an instant, a graceful figure appeared in the center of the crowd, wearing tight black clothes that outlined her moving curves.
Although the face is covered with black veil, it is not difficult to imagine the seductive appearance under the veil.
"I've met Judge You." Yu Shichou slightly cupped his hands, then waved one hand and the rain dispersed.
The surrounding Blood Tower assassins also slightly bowed their hands to Judge You.
The four great judges of Tingxue Tower have extraordinary status, and each one of them is a truly strong person. Although Youli is the only woman among the four great judges, her strength is by no means weak.
"Okay, everyone is here, let's open the Eighteen Blood Prison directly. I wonder if anyone can reach the last level this time and understand the Shura Sword Intent." Youli's beautiful dark eyes glanced at the two places.
Ye Guchen is sad when it rains.
If we say who is most likely to obtain the Shura Sword Intent, it is only these two people.
Boom!
Youli took out a bloody token and activated it. The ground suddenly shook, cracks opened, and a dark bottomless cave appeared.
"Everyone can enter by handing over a drop of blood filled with essence and blood," Youli said.
No one will refuse. Filling up the drops of blood is to enter the Eighteen Blood Hells.
Including Ye Guchen, all the assassins entered the Eighteen Blood Prison after handing in the blood drops.
Before entering, Yu Shichou glanced at Ye Guchen and said: "Eighteen Blood Prisons, after the eighth level, each level is a test, until the seventeenth level, which is called the Nine Refinements of Shura, I
I’m really curious, which level will you reach?”
The Nine Refinements of Shura?
Ye Guchen was a little curious, but judging from his name, it was obviously not that easy to get through.
But he is not afraid either.
"Asura Sword Intent is bound to be obtained." Ye Guchen opened his mouth and entered directly.
"Oh, to put it lightly, those who can pass through the Nine Refinements of Shura are either madmen or truly peerless geniuses." Yu Shichou sighed and entered it.
Because he has been here once, Ye Guchen is quite familiar with the first eight floors. In addition, his current strength is not what it used to be, so it is naturally easier to break into it.
Soon, Ye Guchen broke through the eighth level and reached the ninth level.
However, as soon as Fang stepped onto the ninth floor, Ye Guchen felt that the space was distorted and his consciousness was confused and upside down.
When he opened his eyes again, there was a big red tent in front of him.
He was dressed in a red robe, and sitting next to him was a beautiful and charming girl wearing a hijab.
"It's an illusion again."
Ye Guchen has long been used to it. The last time he entered the eighth level of the Eighteen Blood Prison, he experienced an illusion.
But this time the fantasy seems to be different.
He pondered for a moment, then slowly stretched out his hand to untie the hijab of the woman next to him, revealing a face that was as stunning as any other.
Ye Guchen was slightly stunned.
Situ Hongxue?
"Gu Chen, we are finally together."
The beautiful eyes of "Situ Hongxue" in front of him were staring at Ye Guchen with affection.
That kind of love is as soft as wrapping around your fingers, and is so thick that it cannot be melted away.
"Interesting." Ye Guchen smiled.
This fantasy is getting more and more interesting.
"Gu Chen, what are you laughing at?" Situ Hongxue sneered and lightly hit Ye Gu Chen's chest with his pink fist.
What surprised Ye Guchen was that this fantasy was extremely real. In his mind, all the memories from their acquaintance, acquaintance, and marriage really appeared in his mind.
"What kind of test is this illusion?" The only thing Ye Guchen was confused about was this.
Then, some time later, they gave birth to a child.
"Gu Chen, what do you think would be a good name for the child?" Situ Hongxue stared at Ye Guchen with her beautiful eyes, revealing a deep happiness that could not be dissolved.
"Just call...Ye Wuque, let him be a person with no regrets in his life." Ye Guchen said.
On the day of Ye Wuque's 100th birthday party, the entire Ye Mansion was bustling with excitement, and everyone including Ye Guchen's parents were extremely happy.
Of course, these parents were fictitious, but in Ye Guchen's mind, such memories really existed.
Looking at the smiling wife beside him, the cute baby in her arms, and even his own parents, the entire Ye Mansion was immersed in a joyous and festive atmosphere.
Anyone could be trapped in such a sense of happiness.
But to Ye Guchen, all of this was like a mirror, it was too illusory.
No matter in his previous life or in this life, he had never had such a moment. Most of the time he was alone, searching for the way of the sword.
However, suddenly, countless miserable howls were heard throughout the Ye Mansion.
Ye Guchen's face slightly condensed, and he suddenly noticed that each of the guests had distorted expressions, and they kept grabbing their own faces with their hands, pulling out streaks of blood.
The eyes, nose, ears, and mouth were all covered with black blood flowing out.
"Poison... poisonous..." A guest opened his mouth and said in a hoarse voice.
He immediately fell to the ground, his whole body black and ulcerated, and then turned into a puddle of rotten sewage!