Chapter 443 (1/2)

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.