Wulin Mengzhu

Chapter 177 Purpose
Su Xiaowu adjusted her mood, turned around and said with a light smile, "Master Shang, long time no see, everything is okay?" She turned her head away, and sure enough, she saw Shang Juncheng, the head of Huashan School, standing there with a smile on his face. by her side.

"It's okay." Shang Juncheng stroked his long beard and said with a smile: "The old man came here to apologize to Miss Su. We were wrong last time."

Su Xiaowu was stunned, she couldn't believe that he could write it off with a simple apology, and he didn't even have an apology?But she didn't expect to see Shang Juncheng apologize to her.After being stunned for a moment at first, a half-smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Master Shang, you are being polite. Xiao Wu knows your difficulties, so she won't take it to heart." heart!

Although the expression on Shang Juncheng's face remained unchanged, he was very dissatisfied with Su Xiaowu in his heart.After all, he is the leader of a sect, and the number of times he bowed his head and apologized to others can be counted on one hand, and this Su Xiaowu's reaction made him even more annoyed. Seniority and status have been mixed in the arena for so many years, so I have to feel unhappy.

Su Xiaowu didn't care how unbalanced Shang Juncheng felt, she turned her head and continued to watch the iron hydrangea competition after she finished speaking.She had imagined a long time ago that if all the athletes on the football field possessed peerless martial arts, what would it be like?I am fortunate enough to see this grand event today, so naturally I have to pay attention to it all the way.

However, it is obvious that it has not yet reached the stage of intense heat. Wu Hankong, who is ranked third among young heroes, is chatting with friends in a relaxed atmosphere, while Yuan Bupo, who is ranked fourth, is standing on the sidelines with a humble face.Even without looking, Su Xiaowu knew that he was struggling whether to grab the iron hydrangea or not.In fact, if Yuan Bupo made up his mind, I believe that others will not lose face, at least the few young heroes with high martial arts skills will not fight him.

The problem is Shang Wenrong who is standing not far from her.

Su Xiaowu distracted her attention and glanced at the little sister Shang Wenrong, and found that she was biting her lower lip tightly with a sad expression, without saying a word.Looking at Shang Juncheng, who was standing next to her who had spoken before her, Su Xiaowu suddenly felt that this family was very funny.

"Miss Su, I have something else I want to ask." Shang Juncheng finally spoke, but his tone was very hesitant.

Su Xiaowu's eyes still did not leave the martial arts arena, and she replied: "Master Shang has something to say." She just said it, how could Shang Juncheng come here to apologize without purpose?Sure enough, I still have something to ask.But fortunately, it was the tactful Shang Juncheng who came over. If it was Master Qinglian or that cold woman Jingzhao, there would be a quarrel on the spot.

Shang Juncheng sorted out his thoughts, and asked tentatively: "Miss Su, I heard that you got half of Murong Xuanse's original treasure map?"

Speechless.Su Xiaowu resisted the urge to roll her eyes, and replied politely on the surface: "Yes, but I didn't get this half from Shui Hanguang as the rumors said. Moreover, it was circulated in the world for a long time. The one from me.” Sure enough, it was because of the treasure map.

At this time, the situation in the field changed again, and many young heroes joined the melee, attracting the attention of everyone outside the field.

Su Xiaowu looked at the young hero who was constantly paralyzed by the iron thorns and felt that Feng Feifei's recruitment of a son-in-law was really exciting.It can definitely be counted as one of the memorabilia of this year's Jianghu, but I don't know how that Jianghu gossip Ledian will spread the rumors.

Shang Juncheng also focused on the situation because of the change in the field, and did not continue to speak for a while.Su Xiaowu turned her gaze again, and looked at the unlucky players who had already been eliminated, and found that they were all lying side by side on the ground, like corpses.

Su Xiaowu felt ashamed for such an unkind idea, and then suddenly found that whenever a young hero was "killed" out of the game, when the servants with blue belts came up to carry them, they always concealed themselves in the young hero's arms Touch and touch, as if looking for something.

Originally, she didn't notice it at first, but just now too many people were eliminated in the scuffle, and the blue-belt servant inevitably moved too much, so she noticed it.

What are you looking for?Su Xiaowu's heart skipped a beat, she knew exactly what she was looking for, it must be the lost ledger in Hanyue Castle!She dared to bet that in each room, there must be servants searching one by one.It is estimated that she found out that someone had touched her package yesterday because of this.

Su Xiaowu was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't hear anything Shang Juncheng said next to her. "Master Shang, grabbing the hydrangea is really exciting. What did you just say? Xiao Wu didn't pay attention."

Shang Juncheng stroked his long beard, endured his dissatisfaction and repeated: "The old man just wanted to ask, Miss Su, did you get this treasure map from the former leader of the Beggar Gang, Lu Jianming?"

Su Xiaowu was taken aback for a moment, and then she remembered that Zhao Qingyi had told her that a year ago, a few famous people in the world had hosted an auction of fake treasure maps, so they must have seen the original ones, so they naturally knew the final ones. Who keeps it.

But the strange thing is that the treasure map that was not obtained by the anonymous person in the legend, why is it in Lu Jianming's hands?Su Xiaowu couldn't figure it out for a while, so she simply didn't think about it.Turning her head, Su Xiaowu looked at Shang Juncheng with a meaningful smile, and said, "Master Shang is indeed well-informed. Do you want to see the original treasure map? Xiao Wu didn't bring it with her."

"Don't read the original, old man." Shang Juncheng's eyes flashed a gleam, his eyes fixed on the expression on Su Xiaowu's face, and he said slowly: "When Sect Master Lu was dying, Miss Su was by his side. Then , did he leave any words?"

The point is here.

Su Xiaowu suddenly realized, the original?Shang Juncheng may have looked at the treasure map she got so many times when he was notarized a year ago, how could he look at it again today a year later?

Su Xiaowu was thinking about how to deal with the past, when suddenly loud applause broke out in the martial arts arena.The two followed the prestige and saw Feng Feifei, who was dressed in red, couldn't hold back, and was waving a long black whip in the battle circle.After the body shape, I saw that the clothes on the chests of the young heroes were all torn, only a few of them had good martial arts, and only scratched their coats.

Others thought that Miss Feng was showing mercy, but only Su Xiaowu knew that Feng Feifei's purpose was to find the thief who stole the account book.Cut off the coat, so that the things in the arms of the young heroes naturally have nowhere to hide.In addition, the servant with the blue belt coming up next to him will hold new clothes and wait for the young heroes to change their clothes, so he has a chance to find the lost ledger.

Uh, but what Miss Feng did was too obvious, right?Su Xiaowu looked at the disheveled young heroes in the center of the field, with black lines all over her face.From time to time, the screams of chivalrous women came from outside the arena.So the rivers and lakes have opened up to this point?

Khan, she is behind the times.Su Xiaowu decided to close her eyes for self-reflection for three seconds, then immediately opened them to continue watching the play.Shang Juncheng on the side was obviously seeing such a situation for the first time, so he stayed on the spot for a while.

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silent. . .I just come home from get off work now, it's 11:30. . .Even on Sunday, from 10:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm, I didn't rest for [-] minutes. . . .Lunch and dinner are basically equivalent to not eating. . . .Tired and dizzy, I climbed up and uploaded the saved manuscript first.I don't know when the saved manuscript will be used up. . . . .

Tomorrow, uh, it should be eight o'clock this morning and I will go to work as usual. . . .Going to bed, I have read all the posts that everyone posted in the discussion area, but I really don't have the energy to reply. . .My typing hands are shaking now, I'm sorry, I lay in bed crying all night yesterday, I don't know how to solve it, I really didn't expect to be so tired from work. . . .crawl. . . .

(End of this chapter)