Wuxia: Accept the apprentice to invite the moon mercy star, ten thousand times return!

Chapter One Hundred and Five: This News… Not for sale!.

After a few breaths, the light in Song Que’s eyes gradually dimmed.

Gu Chuan held the Sky-leaning Sword and walked slowly to Song Que’s face.

With a flash of cold light, Song Que’s head fell to the ground, and blood gushed out from his neck.

Song Que’s eyes were half-closed, and his eyes were dull, and there seemed to be a faint sense of regret in his eyes. After Song Que’s vitality was completely gone.

“Squeak…..”

The gate of the small courtyard was slowly pushed open.

Fan Qinghui held a sack in both hands and walked in.

She wore a long white dress without any patterns and embroidery, and put one over it

“A white linen tunic. A green silk hair is scattered over the shoulders, and a small white flower is pinned to the ears. ”

Her eyes were slightly red, and her eyes were full of tears, but her expression was very cheerful and arbitrary.

“Thank you Gongzi for your help, Poor Ni is grateful!”

“From now on, Heshi Bi will be your son.”

“And Senior Concubine Xuan, from now on, she is only your disciple, she should serve you for the rest of her life, and it has nothing to do with my Cihang Jingzhai!” Fan Qinghui bent down and gave Gu Chuan a salute. ”

Gu Chuan didn’t expect Fan Qinghui to say this, and couldn’t help but be stunned, and then revealed a faint and helpless smile.

“Shifei Xuan is my disciple, as for the rest, it is her own business.”

Saying that, he turned slightly sideways and made way for Fan Qinghui.

Fan Qinghui was dressed as a surviving person at this time, looking at this look, it seemed to collect Song Que’s body.

Sure enough, Fan Qinghui walked to Song Que’s body, packed it in a sack, carried it on his shoulder and walked out. Red blood stained her white clothes and white dress, making her look slightly hideous.

Gu Chuan watched her leave, looked at her back, and shook his head slightly.

Although Song Que was dead, the qi and blood surging in Fan Qinghui’s body did not stop, and he still looked like he was about to go crazy, Gu Chuan raised his head and looked in the direction of Hong Qigong and Bai Xiaosheng.

……

On the roof in the distance.

Hong Qigong slowly got up, his expression solemn and respectful. He arched his hand and saluted Gu Chuan from a distance. After a few ups and downs, it disappeared.

Recall that a few months ago, he still wanted to take this boy in white as an apprentice. I didn’t expect this boy in white to progress so fast.

Now whether in terms of realm or strength, that kid has completely surpassed himself. Bai Xiaosheng saw Hong Qigong leave, and his face showed a little panic.

He trembled a few ups and downs, landed in the small courtyard, and respectfully presented the burden he was carrying in front of Gu Chuan.

“I used a lot of news from you, this is filial piety to you.”

Gu Chuan raised his eyebrows, raised his hand to take the baggage, tore open a corner, and saw a full of silver tickets. No wonder Bai Xiaosheng has been doing news business, it seems that this business can indeed make money!

He coughed lightly and looked Bai Xiaosheng up and down.

“What can be said and what cannot be said, you should understand.”

Gu Chuan’s right hand brushed over the hilt of the sword, faintly revealing a bit of threat. Bai Xiaosheng nodded to himself like pounding garlic, and even responded.

Seeing the look of fear in his eyes, Gu Chuan nodded and signaled that he could go. Bai Xiaosheng was amnestied, and flew outward.

As soon as he landed on the wall, he suddenly turned his head again, looking like he had thought of something important.

“Gu Gongzi, I heard that Heshi Bi predicts the future, you can try!”

Say, he taps on tiptoe.

After a few ups and downs, the figure melted into the dark night and disappeared. Foreseeing the future?

Gu Chuan couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows. He looked at the marble table.

At this time, the marble table had been shattered into a pile of debris, and only the wall fell into a piece of rubble, without any flaws. The hardness of this thing is quite high?!

Gu Chuan stepped forward a few steps, picked up Heshi Bi from the pile of rubble pieces, held this thing in both hands, and couldn’t help but feel worried, Bai Xiaosheng only said that this thing can predict the future, but did not say how to use this thing…

He simply closed his eyes, touched the Heshi Wall with True Qi, and then secretly asked in his heart.

“What does my future look like?”

The Heshi wall in Gu Chuan’s hand suddenly shook slightly.

“Boom!”

A loud bang.

Heshi Bi actually exploded into a mess of dust.

This mass of debris scattered in all directions, making Gu Chuan gray and coughing repeatedly.

“A rumor is really a rumor!”

He lifted his slightly numb hand and kept fanning the wind to the side. The women in the house also quickly ran out and surrounded Gu Chuan.

“Master, are you all right?”

··· Ask for flowers…

“This is a cloth, wipe your face.”

“Are there any injuries, do you want me to bandage you with them?”

In the midst of the shouts of this group of girls, Gu Chuan quickly put the matter of the explosion of the Heshi Wall to the back of his mind. It was very helpless to deal with the concern of this group of girls.

……

The next day, Dragon Gate Inn. The guests drank and chatted.

Above the hanging pavilion on the second floor, a masked Western Region dancer was dancing.

There is no impermeable wall in the Longmen Inn, and even Bai Xiaosheng’s affairs are widely known. All the guests knew that he had gone to visit the white-clothed boy.

Coincidentally, the news of Song Que’s death at the hands of the white-clothed boy also came. After all, last night’s movement was so big, it was not only Hong Qigong and Bai Xiaosheng who watched that battle.

…..。

In the dark, I don’t know how many pairs of eyes there are!

At this time, Bai Xiaosheng walked in with a fan in his hand and a brisk smile on his face. Before he could find a place to sit, someone hurriedly asked.

“Bai Xiaosheng, didn’t you go to visit the white-clothed boy? Do you know about Song Que’s death?! ”

One person spoke, a hundred people echoed, and everyone responded one after another.

Bai Xiaosheng laughed lightly, found a table in the corner, and sat directly on the table.

“Of course I know that.”

He bent one leg and stepped on the table, and the other leg hung down naturally, swaying gently. An unruly and casual look.

When everyone heard this, they all asked questions one after another.

“What the hell is going on?”

“That white-clothed boy has broken through again? How did he defeat Song Que?! ”

“Song Que is a real realm of freedom, and his strength alone is probably far beyond Wang Chongyang, and he died in the hands of the white-clothed boy as easily?”

Everyone asked.

He even offered to exchange one million taels of silver for Bai Xiaosheng to announce and analyze the details of last night’s battle. Bai Xiaosheng hooked the corners of his lips and revealed a smile of unknown meaning.

“This news…”

He deliberately lengthened his voice, and after arousing the curiosity of others, Shi Shiran and very firmly dropped two words.

“Not for sale!”

Bai Xiaosheng jumped off the table and got up and went to the second floor.

And everything that happened in the Dragon Gate Inn today also spread throughout the world with Song Que’s death.