Chapter 163: Mystery Man Report

Neither side can offend, Jiang Hai couldn’t help being caught in a dilemma...
In other words, the head of Gu returned to the martial art, and left a gold brick for himself, and gave the remaining thirty-nine gold bricks to Zhou Ruoxiao.
"Take it for use, and make money if you don't have enough of it."
Inexplicably, he opened the treasure chest and took a look. Zhou Ruoxiao's eyelids jumped abruptly. Maybe the head of the house was robbed.
"Where did it come from..."
She still knew Gu Zhong's ability, and with the speed at which he saw the dragon without seeing the end, being a flying thief would definitely be more qualified than being the head.
What Zhou Ruoxiao didn't know was that the gold coin that the school had spent before was stolen from the Mingyue Sect, the head of Gu.
Of course, the headmaster Gu didn't think it was stealing. As the leader of a faction, he helped the disciples get back what belonged to them. There was nothing wrong with it.
"I earned it from selling things..."
"Oh, life is not easy~"
Life is not easy, the head sighs...
Looking at Gu Zhong's slightly sad back, Zhou Ruoxiao asked puzzledly: "Is the chief going to buy organs?"
For example...Kidney? ? Otherwise, what can sell for such a high price.
I don’t know, we dare not ask...
"Head, I found this outside the disciple's hall."
One day, the disciple carried a majestic white dove the size of an adult rooster in his hands, and said solemnly.
I saw that the white pigeon's white hair was flushed with blood, and his eyes were closed tightly, not knowing whether it was alive or dead.
On the slender paw of the white dove, a small note that was not so conspicuous was tied.
Gu Zhong's sharp eyes were spotted at a glance.
"Hey, why are you torturing small animals? That's not good."
Pulling down the note from the white dove's paw, Gu Zhong thought to himself, if he didn't say anything directly, if you send the letter in this way, do you think it's a TV show?
Gu Zhong was very disdainful of this behavior of hiding in the dark and doing things.
"Master, you are misunderstood. This pigeon seems to be heading towards your bedroom every hour, but it flies too hard and crashes into the formation."
Misunderstood by the boss, the disciple who picked up the pigeon was a bit wronged.
"All right, I see."
Then I can only blame you for the bad luck... I patted the little head of the white dove, otherwise... I can put you back, by the way, see who this person is hiding in the dark.
"Head, but what happened?"
Recently, both Heishan City and Tianxuan City are not very peaceful, and suddenly there are pigeons to spread the letter, and the disciple can't help being a little worried.
"In the future, more disciples will be sent to guard the sect, as well as the female disciple's wing."
"You are men, because you shoulder the responsibility of protecting senior sisters and sisters."
Gu Zhong said sternly, his disciples knew that something was really going on, so he answered and immediately conveyed the news of the head to the brothers.
After the disciple left, Gu Zhong took out the note again and studied it. In fact, he didn't write anything, so he wrote one word, "Xue."
Gu Zhong guessed that it should have something to do with Xue Ning, who he met in Lingfeng last time. Xue Wanqing's identity is still hidden.
"Hmph, I haven't come to you yet, you came here by yourself."
It's just that Xue Ning is not to be afraid of, mainly the Xue family behind her. Gu Zhong still doesn't know what the situation is. You said that these biological parents, how can they be cruel to not be a baby girl.
There is no reason for this. Gu Zhong always felt that there must be something hidden in the middle. Perhaps through this matter, he could find the root cause of Wan Qing's inability to practice?
In order to understand the mystery of happiness, Gu Zhong called Xue Wanqing to the front.
Xue Wanqing's injury has been completely repaired through the feeding of various healing pills from the ancient bell.
"Wan Qing, how is the sword practice?"
Gu Zhong didn't ask questions about the Xue family straightforwardly, but talked about other things first.
"I think it's okay, this set of swordsmanship is pretty easy to get started."
"Next time I meet a killer, Wan Qing will not be as rebellious as before."
The ancient clock recognized this. Xue Wanqing practiced swordsmanship with the brothers and sisters during the day, trained his physical fitness in the physical training ground in the evening, and practiced his mind in the room at night.
It can be said that all the time was spent on cultivation. Before that, Gu Zhong was worried that Wan Qing would not have enough spiritual energy and could not hold the sword of the storm, so she lifted it easily without expecting it.
The effect of body refining was unexpected. With the strength to pick up the sword of the storm, it is no problem to lift three or five ordinary strong men.
"Come and try this. Use the Storm Sword."
Gu Zhong took out the [spiritual power tester] and signaled Xue Wanqing to bombard with spiritual power.
The blue light was faintly visible, and the sword of the storm suddenly appeared in Xue Wanqing's small green hands. With a proficient step, the sharp sword cut through the sky.
A hint of aura blended into it, before the storm gleamed, and calm was restored again, the woman's movements were so gorgeous, and her posture was so graceful and varied.
If this is a sword dance performance, the swordsmanship of the people is also beautiful, it is undoubtedly very successful.
It's a pity that this is still a world that depends on strength. If Wan Qing can absorb the aura of heaven and earth, he will definitely be an excellent alchemist. There are not many alchemists who can practice swordsmanship and alchemy in this world.
Soon after the last move was rehearsed, Gu Zhong's pupils shrank fiercely, and under the control of Xue Wanqing, the sword of the storm flew towards the spiritual force tester.
The moment the tip of the sword touched the [Spirit Tester], the blue light that had flashed before appeared again, "ding~~"
The sword of the storm stabbed fiercely on the test board of the [spiritual power tester], and Xue Wanqing's finger gently hooked, and the sword of the storm followed the previous trick and returned to Xue Wanqing's hand.
"Not bad, the sword is very slippery."
Xue Wanqing's operation in this section really felt like a woman.
I am afraid that the average female warrior does not have the temperament of her martial arts heroism.
"Hey, thank you for the praise."
"I want to see my grades..."
I have long heard that there is a thing in the master's hand that can define the intensity of the attack. The disciples of the martial arts have tested it before. She was addicted to the alchemy pavilion at that time, so she did not participate.
Looking at Xue Wanqing's big watery eyes, Gu Zhong felt a little uncertain... In fact, Gu Zhong was also uncertain, whether the [Spirit Tester] could test... Xue Wanqing's attack intensity of this special "warrior".
When I bought it, I didn't bring a manual or anything. I originally just took it out and tried it out. Now the disciple is looking forward to it. In case it can't be detected, embarrassment is a trivial matter. If Xiao Wanqing is sad, the gain is not worth the loss.
"Hehe, why don't I take a look first..."
Going forward to block the instrument hanging on the wall, Gu Zhong said slyly.
"Don't, head, let me see~"
Xue Wanqing hopped around in front of the ancient clock like a rabbit, still looking at the instrument, even though the ancient clock was a little over eighteen meters tall.
But the other girl is not short, she jumped over the shoulders of Gu Master.