Chapter 640: White Moonlight in the Cultivation Realm
"Hmm." Gu Sang replied coldly, his eyes fixed on the cabinet elders, and he didn't glance around.
All of a sudden, the cabinet elders were so frightened that they didn't dare to take a breath, and asked respectfully: "Can Bai Yingzhen have any lessons for this trip?" ”
"I'm just here to get my apprentice's clothes, can I?" Gusang Ning cuts straight to the point.
The cabinet elder was obviously stunned for a moment when he heard this, and said in a cold sweat: "How can such a trivial matter bother Bai Ying's real person, the real person only needs to send someone to say it, and this room will be sent by the disciples in the cabinet." ”
"It's okay, you can leave it to me." Gu Sanning stretched out his hand to beg for it.
The cabinet elder hurriedly said yes, retreated, and after a while, he took two sets of clothes with the specifications of the inner disciple and handed them to her, explaining: "There are no specifications for the true disciple of this age, I have ordered someone to rush to make it, and I will send it in a few days, so I have to wronged Bai Yingzhen's beloved disciple first." ”
Gu Sanning glanced at it roughly, turned his hand and put it away, and only said, "I'm tired." ”
Finally, under the watchful eyes of a group of people, he walked out of the attic and ran into a pity who had come to pick up his clothes.
Gu Sang walked in front of her without squinting, fully showing the scene of not being interested in the person who was pitiful, stepped on the Han Ling sword in public, turned into a small dot and disappeared in front of people.
"Bai Yingzhen's cultivation is really improving, my generation is a model!" After the people left, the cabinet elders did not forget to praise them.
The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention.
Lian Ruoqian looked back at the direction in which Gu Sangning disappeared, and narrowed her eyes slightly, this person was extremely skilled in the use of spells, and his demeanor was no different from the Bai Baiqing in his impression, but his behavior was diametrically opposite to the information she had learned. The whole book
Isn't Bai Baiqing of this world a reborn?
Although she was surprised in her heart, she was far from being surprised, after all, she was still a traverser, and she was still from another world.
Compared to that, the reborn is nothing.
Pity Ruoqian's abnormality to Bai Baiqing was cut by half in an instant, and in her eyes, it was nothing more than two kinds of people, enemies or friends. The concept that has always been implemented is that if people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone, and if people offend me, I will pay back a hundred times! I didn't hit her muzzle, so I can say anything.
Gu Sanning landed without danger, and was greatly relieved, pretending to be a commission is really risky, but fortunately he was not slapped in the face in public.
It seems that the top priority is to pick up the things of the Bai Baiqing Club first, otherwise it will be too easy to expose the stuffing.
Gu Sanning took the clothes and knocked on the door in front of the wooden house, and without waiting for the response of the people inside, he took the lead and said: "The change of clothes is placed at the door, and you will come to look for me outside the Erli Pavilion when you are ready." ”
After speaking, Gu Sanning put down his clothes, and went to the back room in the opposite way, took out the available books from it, and sorted out a few books, all of which were some basic introductory knowledge.
Taking the book, Gu Sanning slowly swayed to the small pavilion in the center of the bamboo forest, and saw Ge Yan waiting there from a distance.
Despite the fact that there was no one around, he still stood upright.
Gu Sanning walked over and met Ge Yan's eyes in mid-air, a pair of black and pure eyes, as if he could see through the skin of a person to see the essence.
He didn't have any big changes after deliberately cleaning up, his skin should be black or black, his hair was wet and drooping, and there were water droplets dripping down at the ends of his hair, wetting the fabric on his chest, and the white embroidered silver silk robe he was wearing was also tied very irregularly.