Chapter 443

After listening, Chu Xingyun was stunned.

Just when he was about to decline, Xia Qingcheng said again: "this matter is settled in this way. We can take care of each other when we walk together."

After saying this, she did not wait for Chu Xingyun to open her mouth, turned and left here directly.

Looking at Xia Qingcheng's graceful back, Chu Xingyun was unable to laugh or cry, and whispered to himself, "this little girl, I really love to make my own decisions!"

In spite of this, there is still a warm current in his heart.

Night, gradually deep.

Chu Xingyun sat in the hall for a long time. Finally, he got up slowly and disappeared into the night in the face of the wild night wind.

The next day, in the morning.

Chu Xingyun and Xia Qingcheng left the main peak of the sword together and ran towards the outer gate.

Along the way, many people saw them. They all stopped their movements and fixed their eyes on the past. In this vision, there were expectations and doubts, but more importantly, they were curious.

Even, there are still some people who follow far away, do not want to miss any scene.

"A flock of flies!" Xia Qingcheng glanced at her back, and her face was a little angry.

As for Chu Xingyun, he never looked behind him as if nothing had happened. He always looked at the front with a calm look.

Before long, they stepped into the outer door.

This time, they came to a peak on the west side, where a towering palace stood, surrounded by many attics, forming a pattern of stars and the moon.

On the door plaque of the towering palace, there are three characters - contribution hall.

This place is a big place for the outer gate. All the contribution values of the disciples of the outer gate are distributed here. At the same time, the outer disciples can also exchange the contribution value for various needs.

"I have met the Lord of Luoyun sword

As soon as Chu Xingyun entered the contribution hall, a middle-aged man in grey clothes with mottled temples stepped forward, with a flattering smile on his face, and his back was bent all the time, never standing upright.

Seeing this man, Xia Qingcheng's face improved a lot. He secretly said, "this king Lu has a very pleasing manner. When dealing with such people, you can avoid quarrels."

While she was thinking, Chu Xingyun had already looked around her and said, "elder Wang, you have been in charge of the contribution hall for more than ten years. All the affairs here are handled by you, but it seems that the account book list of the contribution hall has never been turned in?"

"The affairs of the contribution hall are complicated. I really don't have time to sort out the account book list. If Lord Luoyun needs it, I can take time to sort it out." Wang Luwei narrowed his eyes and laughed constantly.

"How long will it take?" Chu Xingyun asked again.

"It's hard to say. After all, I haven't sorted it out for more than ten years. It's hard to avoid it. I hope Lord Luoyun will wait quietly. As long as I arrange it properly, I'll give it to you immediately." Wang Lu lowered his eyebrows and pretended to think.

"Well, I'm looking forward to hearing from elder Wang." Chu Xingyun looked slightly Lin, turned and strode out.

However, as soon as he stepped out of the threshold, Wang Lu's voice rang out behind him. Instead of flattery, he said lazily, "young people nowadays are really fantastic. How can a list of accounts for more than ten years be properly sorted out? If you don't know how to organize your internal affairs, you can speak directly. Why do you have to tell me what to do?"

This pungent voice seemed to be made on purpose, so that all present could clearly hear it. Some deacons who contributed to the hall even began to snicker and looked at Chu Xingyun with sarcasm.

Xia Qingcheng naturally heard this sentence.

Her face sank, a turn, but see Chu Xingyun face expressionless left here, can only suppress anger, quickly follow up.

After leaving the contribution hall, they came to Wudao square.

In the middle of the square, more than a dozen elders stood there. Far away, they saw Chu Xingyun, but there was no movement. Their eyes moved away and pretended that they had never seen it.

Chu Xingyun slowly fell to the ground, eyes, straight to the head of the middle-aged Qingyi, Lang said: "you are Chen Lin elder?"

"What can I do for you?" The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi just glanced at him. His reply was very casual. He didn't have the title of honoring Chu Xingyun. It could be said that he turned a blind eye to it, especially arrogant.

"If you are in charge of the transmission of meritorious service in the outer gate, I have some suggestions. I would like to hear the views of elder Wang." Chu Xingyun also did not say much nonsense, directly said what he thought in his heart.

Unexpectedly, he did not give advice. Chen Lin's body suddenly gushed with anger. His eyes were cold. He looked up and down at Chu Xingyun. He yelled: "the transmission of Kung Fu is related to the cultivation progress of 70000 foreign disciples. Every link must be checked and approved, and there must be no carelessness."

"If Lord Luoyun has any suggestions, please tell the Lord of the pavilion first. After you get the agreement of the Lord, you can come back here and have a detailed discussion with me. Otherwise, you will not talk about it, and don't waste my time again."

As he spoke, Chen Lin stretched out his right hand and made a gesture of invitation to Chu Xingyun. With a pair of tiger eyes, he did not dodge, but directly met Chu Xingyun's eyes. He was very tough.Chu Xingyun didn't speak. On his face, he didn't have any expression. He just took a deep look at Chen Lin and turned around and left Wudao square.

"Wait for me!" Xia Qingcheng road a, her eyes sullen, mercilessly glared at Chen Lin, this just quickly followed.

Subsequently, the two continued to visit the outer gate.

However, there was not much change in the answers received. None of the deacons and elders gave them a good look, either with cold words or with sarcasm.

Chu Xingyun's face, has been no joy and worry, no mood fluctuations, in contrast, Xia Qingcheng, her whole body is angry, a pair of eyebrows wrinkled, as if at any time will explode.

"Luoyun sword master, don't be hurt!"

Just then, a familiar shrill voice came.

Xia Qingcheng turned his head and saw Yan Qu and Gu Yufeng stride forward. Their faces were full of smile, sneer and even mockery.

Behind them, there is a line of figures. Qi Yue and Mo carrier are still in the middle of them. They are still shrinking their necks, and there is no dignified standing out.

"I heard that you two came to the outer gate early and talked to many elders about important matters, but the result was nothing. As I said earlier, you can't handle the complicated affairs of the outer gate." Yan Qu spoke again, laughing coldly as he spoke.

"Shut up

Chu Xingyun didn't get angry because of this. Instead, Xia Qingcheng on one side finally couldn't bear it. He showed his eyebrows and swore: "it's clear that you conspired with each other to resist Luoyun. Now, you still have the face to flaunt your power here. You've lost all the faces of wanjian Pavilion!"

Xia Qingcheng scolds more is angry.

With the words, she could not get angry.

"Don't waste your breath with them. Let's go." Chu Xingyun grabbed Xia Qingcheng and winked at her. Then he took her to leave here quickly.

Xia Qingcheng shook his head crazily, frowned and said, "these people clearly want to see your jokes. If you don't give them some lessons, they will only intensify their efforts."

Language down, Chu Xingyun is still silent, speed up, left the door.

"This time, please forgive me. Next time, you will be satisfied!"

Behind him, the sarcastic voice of Gu Yufeng spreads out.

All of a sudden, a burst of laughter broke out from all over the big outer door. The sound flowed like a stream and rose into the sky. Every sound was so harsh that it made people feel uncomfortable.

On the way back to the main peak of the sword, Xia Qingcheng looks at Chu Xingyun and sighs helplessly.

She thought of it before she set out.

However, she did not expect that the elders and deacons would behave so excessively, either in a way that is not in agreement with others, or in anger or in opposition, or in cold words and indifference, or even ridicule.

These have already ignored Chu Xingyun's identity as the sword master, and simply want to embarrass him, and can no longer stand in wanjian Pavilion.

"Don't worry about what happened today. I will handle it properly." Perhaps feeling the anger of Xia Qingcheng, Chu Xingyun laughed and comforted.

"I didn't care. I just felt unworthy for you." Xia Qingcheng hummed a few times, then turned the front of the story and said: "things have developed to such a situation, you have nothing to talk about. What do you think now?"

In the summer when the city asked questions, the frenzied strong wind swept, with a burst of broken air voice.

In a flash, three middle-aged grey robes appeared.

They fell steadily in front of the two men. Their eyes looked at Chu Xingyun at the same time. They knelt down on one knee and sank their heads deeply. They said in unison, "Lord Luoyun sword, welcome to the pavilion master!"

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