Chapter 155: The Storm Rises, and the Gods Clash of Gods

The underground market of Chang'an City is respected as an auction house.

Song Shu's status is on par with Gu Yi, the second-in-command of the Martial Palace.

The people on both sides of the street widened their eyes, as if they were watching a battle of the gods, and they were all powerful men with high status in Chang'an City!

But in a moment, Song Shu, Yun Ji and others had already come to the gate of the sect.

Song Shu looked at Chu Yue, who was surrounded and suppressed by the eight-headed tiger, and his sword eyes crossed a surprising light.

"Why did Song Shu come here?"

Xuanyuan Yu muttered in a low voice: "The auction house is dominant, and it has been a big family for many years, regardless of the rights and wrongs in the city, who is it here for today?"

Xuanyuan Chen frowned, and immediately sneered: "I heard that Song Gongzi admires Xia Ruyan, the first beauty in Chang'an, probably because of the Xia family's grievances." ”

Xuanyuan Chen looked at Chu Yue with a sneering gaze, the two columns of the Martial Palace and the auction hall wanted her to die, and tonight's mass grave would be her grave home!

Xia Ruyan breathed rapidly, and his hands clutched his sleeves lightly.

She bit her red lip lightly, and immediately mustered up the courage to walk towards Song Shu.

Prime Minister Luo Cheng and Xiao Tianyou glanced at each other, and the two frowned in unison.

"General Xiao, how is this good?" asked Prime Minister Luo Cheng.

Over the years, the two have a rare tacit understanding.

Xiao Tianyou narrowed his eyes, and then said: "Don't get involved in the matter of shouting and shouting and killing, you don't want to be involved as a civil official, and you are already an old bone, leave this matter to me." ”

"Nonsense!" Prime Minister Luo Cheng blew his beard and glared: "As a pillar of the country, I want to protect the moon girl, but you, your arm is not good, so don't come to join in the fun." ”

But at this time, Xia Ruyan walked in front of Song Shu, and I saw pity, crying so much that I couldn't help but feel pity.

"Song Gongzi ......"

That Wu Nong's soft words are as light as mosquitoes and flies, like beauties by the river, and like fine willows in the wind.

Xia Ruyan looked at Song Shu with anticipation, but Song Shu didn't squint, walked straight forward, and directly ignored Xia Ruyan completely.

Xia Ruyan looked back sharply, slightly opening her red lips, full of disbelief.

"Gongzi Song, what's the matter with your auction hall here?" Gu Yi asked with a frown.

"Deputy Hall Master Gu, you moved the people in my auction hall and asked me what was the matter?, is it really a big joke?" Song Shu chuckled.

Gu Yi narrowed his eyes, quite puzzled: "When did this seat move the people in your auction hall?"

I saw Song Shu leading people forward, with great momentum and majestic like a mountain.

The Wudian army retreated on both sides and gave way to a road.

Countless eyes followed Song Shu, with a hint of inquiry.

Suddenly—

Song Shu crossed the long street and strode in front of Chu Yue.

He took a light fox fur cloak from Yun Ji's hand and covered Chu Yue's body, "Miss Ah Yue, you are frightened. ”

A stone stirs up a thousand waves, as if there is a storm and clouds surging, and the storm crushes the stormy waves!

The people watching around were stunned, dumbfounded, and their jaws dropped to the ground one by one, and they couldn't believe what was happening in front of them!

Gu Yi was stunned: "Song Shu, what do you mean by this?"

"It's not interesting. ”

Song Shu turned around, waved his long arm lightly, and wore a white robe to blow himself without wind.

He looked at Gu Yi, smiled lightly, and said, "It's nothing to bully a girl, Gu Yi, if you want to fight, Song is willing to play with you?"

"You say, whether you are gambling on your life, or on your Wudian and my auction house, Song is willing. ”

Song Shu is as warm as jade, elegant as the wind, and the faint words of partiality are mixed with the momentum of thunder, in the early morning of this dawn, shocking the ancient city of Chang'an!