Chapter 37 Han Chen has arrived

It's the fourth watch, a few people are chatting casually, and suddenly a figure flashes in the distance.

Gu Piaopiao's ears were sensitive, he heard the footsteps in the distance, looked up, swept it with his divine sense, and saw several men in the Li Pavilion sneakily going to the back mountain.

Si Ru frowned, glanced at Gu Piaopiao, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

Gu Piaopiao smiled with his eyebrows: "Watch the play, don't go!"

Si Ru said with a smile: "The direction of the back mountain should be the place where the women of the Lige Pavilion learn their arts!"

Gu Piaopiao shrugged and said nonchalantly: "So you're worried that if you get caught, there is no good way to get out!"

Si Ru smiled in his eyes: "Just run fast"

Fang Su interjected: "In case this is to lure the king into the urn!"

Su Mu's face changed when he heard this: "On the first day of enrollment, I realized the malice of the Lige students!"

Gu Piaopiao: "You two stay, I'll take a look!"

Si Ru raised his eyebrows: "Why don't we go around together!"

Su Mu: "If someone comes to check the post, the two of us will cover one or two for you!"

The corners of Gu Piaopiao's mouth went up: "Okay!"

As they spoke, the two disappeared where they were.

The path in the forest was pitch black, and several young men were sneaky, which aroused Gu Piaopiao's curiosity.

Seeing that he had passed the mountain peak behind the bamboo forest, there was an enchantment blocking it, and I saw a man sneaking in front of him take out a token casually, touch the enchantment with one hand and slide it, and I saw a few people getting in.

Gu Piaopiao still has to move forward.

Si Ru hurriedly stopped Gu Piaopiao: "If you are found to have entered the women's art at night, the punishment will be light, and if you are kicked out of the Glass Pavilion, you will lose your face!"

Gu Piaopiao's face was unfathomable: "You go back, I'm fine!" As he spoke, he followed the door that the enchantment briefly opened and entered.

Si Ru is also a few hundred years old, he shook his head and looked at Gu Piaopiao's departing back, his face changed to a cold expression, and his eyes swept away, and the senior cultivators hidden around the enchantment.

He didn't believe this Gu Piaopiao, he didn't see it, and told people that he broke into the women's school by himself, and didn't want to make trouble, so Si Ru raised his feet and returned the same way.

There were a total of two monks guarding the barrier, and when they saw someone breaking into the women's art pavilion, they hurriedly notified Sui Qing, the head of the male arts.

This Sui Qing was chatting with his friends who came in the middle of the night, sitting in the hall, a banquet full of delicious food

There were two guests sitting on the table, none other than Feng Shui and Han Chen.

Sui Qing and Feng Shui worshipped a teacher when they were young, and they can be regarded as brothers and sisters, and they have a good relationship.

This romantic and flowing blind date in the ring for three days, all the rouge and vulgar powder came, if so, it is better to take a concubine, live a chic life, and no one will be controlled.

I felt bored that night, so I took Han Chen out for a walk, and came to my friend Sui Qing back and forth.

The wind and water were chatting with Sui Qingtian in the south and the south, and Han Chen listened without interjecting, and sat coldly on the side.

At this time, the people below came to report that someone broke into the Women's Art Pavilion, and Sui Qing's face immediately sank.

casually took out a magic weapon, a small mirror the size of a palm, injected with aura, waved with one hand, turned on the big screen, and saw several men sneakily walking in front, Gu Piaopiao following behind.

Several people came to the periphery of the Nuyi Pavilion, under dozens of spirit fruit trees, secretly picking spirit fruits.

This made Sui Qing angry, is the Lige lacking in one breath for you to eat, and it is not a peep beauty to enter the Nuyi Pavilion with great effort, but to pick a few spiritual fruits, you are sick in the middle of the night, and the leader is your nephew Sui Jian.

Listening to the few people who stole it, Sui Jian whispered: "This fruit is called Longevity Fruit, mortals can increase their life span by ten years if they eat one, and my aunt doesn't let people move on weekdays!"

Another man in Tsing Yi said: "I don't want to steal the spirit fruit either, my mother is seriously ill and dying, if I can take this fruit, I will definitely have no worries!"

The last gray-clothed man in the company said, "Sui Jian! You have to carry this around, after all, Sui Qing is your aunt!"

Sui Jian patted his chest: "Don't worry, my aunt won't talk about me if she knows about this, if she hadn't begged her for many days and didn't give it to me, I wouldn't have been able to take you to steal!"

The man in gray: "This female artist has a high-ranking monk, if we are discovered!"

"It's okay, I'm not breaking in, I have my aunt's token in my hand, and no one cares about me if someone finds out, who doesn't know that Sui Qing is my aunt, it's a big deal to sue me and hit dozens of boards." ”

Gu Piaopiao was stunned when he heard this, this is an internal thief.

Cool dark clouds were gathering all around.

These people picked three or four fruits with their hands and feet, and hurried back with their heads bowed.

This Gu Piaopiao was already curious about where the Lige woman learned art, and took out a fruit from the storage bag. Clicked and gnawed, shook his head and was so sweet, and walked around without fear of things.

It is similar to the attic layout of the men's artist, but there is an extra ring, which is estimated to be used for dancing.

Sui Qing's face sank, and he looked at Gu Piaopiao who was wandering around the Women's Art Pavilion in the spirit mirror.

From the day the glass pavilion was built, men and women were separated from each other to learn art, and how could they allow others to break into women's art at night, which ruined the reputation of the women's pavilion.

The friend who was sitting next to Sui Qing said indifferently: "Grab it, beat it and throw it out of the glass pavilion, come on, let's continue to drink, and get drunk to relieve a thousand sorrows." !”

Han Chen sat on the side, looking at the appearance of the man in the mirror with a slight squint out of the corner of his eyes, and his heart sank, he was actually nine points similar to the Demon King Kuijun.

Sui Qing thought that Gu Qi was introduced by her friend Yin Sanniang after all, so why not question her face to face and give her a chance to explain.

"Thirteen Niang introduced it, I'd better go and have a look!"

Feng Shui was a little drunk, and nodded with one hand on his cheek: "Leave the mirror, I want to see this little white face, how peaceful!"

Han Chen was puzzled in his heart, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Sui Qing snorted coldly and distorted the space, and disappeared in place in the next moment.

This Gu Piaopiao was still wandering around, like a ghost silently

In the distance, the laughter of several women could be heard in the attic.

"Have you heard, Liheng is going to choose a maid for our female artist!"

"Which one is from Heng!"

"The Zhong family is away from Heng Zhenjun, oh my God, let's just have hot eyes and watch dryly. ”

"What do you say? ”

"Today's female artists, there are only two or three top-notch artists, how can it be our turn!"

"If it's decided, then we'll really have no fun. ”

"Sleep, sleep, I have to go to class tomorrow!"

"You can really sleep, that's the true king, the true king, the existence of legends, you can't find it. ”

Gu Piaopiao thought about it and looked at his cultivation, he was also a true monarch, he didn't feel how good he was!

Then I heard a cold voice in the room: "If there is a war in the cultivation realm, the cultivation of the true monarch is just cannon fodder."

Gu Piaopiao nodded, yes, once the war starts, Zhenjun's cultivation will be a cannon fodder.

However, this is from Heng Zhenjun, as if he had heard of it somewhere, and he couldn't remember it for a while.