Soul Piercing Boy Song Xing: Vertical and Horizontal Double Swords

"There shouldn't be Su Jinhui in the new dark river." Mu Yumo shook his head in disappointment.

Lei Wujie couldn't stand listening anymore, and pointed at Mu Yumo with righteous indignation.

"If it weren't for the Patriarch of the Su family back then, I don't know how many times your Changhe died when he was a child."

"Could it be that you, Anhe, have to show off after killing the savior?"

"He kept saying that he would lead you to the other side of the light, so don't be sold by Su Changhe at that time."

"Enough! Do you want to fight?" Seeing him slandering Su Changhe so much, Mu Yumo was so angry that he shook his fist.

"You want to fight, right? I'm with Xiaojie." Sikong Qianluo held the silver moon gun and stood beside Lei Wujie in an instant.

Seeing the swords and swords on both sides, Bai Hehuai hurried up to persuade.

"You all calm down, we are all adults."

"Don't fight over a few disagreements, it would be embarrassing to spread it outside."

This mansion was built with precious bricks and tiles. With the cultivation of these people, if they really beat up, the whole mansion would be smashed to pieces. Wouldn't that make Bai Hehuai feel distressed to death?

Su Muyu also took a step forward, blocking Mu Yumo's view of Lei Wujie.

"Yumo, go back and tell Changhe that there will be no more Su Muyu in the new dark river."

"Brother Yu"

"Go back, I just want to live with a new identity now."

Mu Yumo shook her head in disappointment, she came to the gate, gave Lei Wujie a hard look, then jumped up and left.

"I said big sister, your spiders have seriously polluted the environment of the mansion, and you haven't lost money to sister Bai yet."

Lei Wujie's teasing voice rang in Mu Yumo's ear, causing him to stagger in mid-air and almost fall down.

Bai Hehuai patted Lei Wujie's shoulder with a smile.

"Little Jie, you have a good idea."

"In the future, we will make a rule that anyone who pollutes the mansion will be fined."

Su Muyu came to Bai Hehuai's side, hesitated for a while, but decided to confess.

"After a while, I want to go to Apocalypse City."

Lei Wujie raised his eyebrows: "Brother Yu, have you finished reading the book about the founding of the country?"

Su Muyu nodded, with a bit of melancholy on her face: "Unexpectedly, Anhe is a subordinate of Shadow Sect."

"There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that only money is enough, and the dark river can even kill the emperor."

"But in fact, the dark river is just a tool to remove obstacles for the emperor."

Lei Wujie pondered for a while, feeling a little worried.

"But Brother Yu, Apocalypse City is quite a dangerous place."

"Walking around there is as easy as a dog. We must be fully prepared before we go."

"No exaggeration." Su Zhe took a puff of cigarette calmly, and said again, "If you want to keep a low profile and don't mess with those big guys, you'll be fine."

Lei Wujie suddenly remembered certain plots in the novel, and couldn't help but vomit: "I'm afraid that if I accidentally beat the son of a certain boss."

"Actually, it's okay to hit that person accidentally." Bai Hehuai smiled slyly, and gave Lei Wujie a "you understand" look.

"You wore a mask when you went to Apocalypse City. If you beat the boss's son, say that the person who beat you was Baili Dongjun, the filial son of Beili!"

Lei Wujie heard black lines all over his head, and felt that Bai Hehuai had some malicious intentions.

"I'm afraid that after I finish saying this, if I am not beaten to death by those bosses, I will be beaten to death by your cousin!"

Bai Hehuai picked up Mu Yumo's rabbit mask that had fallen on the ground and handed it to him.

"It's okay, my cousin doesn't have time to make wine every day, so why would he trouble you for such a trivial matter."

Sikong Qianluo also poked Lei Wujie's waist, and whispered:

"Xiaojie, I think what she said makes sense."

"Okay." Lei Wujie put on the rabbit mask, "By the way, is sister Bai going too?"

Bai Hehuai shook his hand quickly, and curled his lips: "No, no, I still want to make money here."

Lei Wujie rolled his eyes, bent down and approached Bai Hehuai's face, and came up with a bad idea.

"Actually, Tianqi City also has a place where it is easy to make a lot of money."

As soon as he heard the words 'make big money', Bai Hehuai's eyes lit up immediately: "Where is it?"

"Apocalypse City has a Qianjin Terrace, which is the biggest gambling house there."

"There is a prince with a lot of money over there. His name is Xiao Chuhe. He always likes to gamble there."

"And he loses nine out of ten bets, but he doesn't care about losing money. Instead, he thinks it is a kind of happiness."

Lei Wujie spoke very seriously, and it didn't look like a lie to ordinary people.

Bai Hehuai was so excited when he heard it, he rubbed his hands together and smiled brightly: "Hehe, I like this kind of prince the most."

Sikong Qianluo looked unhappy, and dragged Lei Wujie to his room.

"Xiao Jie, how can you slander my Xiao Se like this?"

"You should also know that Xiao Se's gambling skills have won a city from Prince Nanjue."

"If Sister Bai loses all her money, she won't be able to settle the score with you!"

Thinking of Xiao Se's gambling skills in the original book, Sikong Qianluo was not optimistic about Bai Hehuai.

Lei Wujie smiled and shook his fingers disapprovingly.

"Sister, you don't understand. If Sister Bai wins the money, she will definitely be grateful to me."

"If you lose all your money, it's good for her to help her quit gambling."

Sikong Qianluo looked at Lei Wujie in disbelief: "Is it beneficial to you anyway?"

"No way, who made me the protagonist." Lei Wujie spread his hands helplessly.

"I think you've become thicker-skinned after time travel." Sikong Qianluo took a sip of tea and snorted sullenly.

Lei Wujie shrugged: "I'm telling the truth."

Feeling thirsty after speaking, he also poured a cup of tea and drank it all.

A sullen look appeared on Sikong Qianluo's beautiful face, he bit his lips and said, "The teacup in your hand is the one I drank just now."

"It's okay, sister, I won't mind." Lei Wujie thought it was very sweet.

"But I do mind!" Sikong Qian gritted his teeth angrily, and at some point in his hand a big stick as thick as a leg appeared.

"Oh, it's too scary!" Lei Wujie was frightened out of his wits, and hurried away.

In the early morning, as soon as Lei Wujie opened the door of the medicine shop, he saw a white shirted scholar with a bookcase on his back, looking at him with a gentle smile.

"Hi sir, I'm here to find a friend."

Lei Wujie rubbed his chin, and had an answer in his heart about the identity of the visitor.

He tentatively asked, "Could it be that Your Excellency is Xie Xuan, Confucian Sword Immortal?"

"Young master can recognize me at a glance." The white-clothed scholar was slightly taken aback, "Could it be that we have met somewhere?"

"I am Lei Wujie, Lei Wujie, the future number one master of Leimen. I should have seen you when I was a child."

Lei Wujie laughed and said, he didn't expect Xie Xuan to be much more handsome than in the anime.

Xie Xuan scratched his head helplessly, and set his eyes on the direction behind Lei Wujie, as if looking for someone.

About the time for a cup of tea, Su Muyu came behind Lei Wujie and bowed his head slightly to Xie Xuan.

"Sir, long time no see."

Xie Xuan also bowed: "I took the liberty to come here this time because I want to ask a question for a senior in the academy."

Lei Wujie replied directly for Su Muyu: "In the new dark river, there is no Brother Yu anymore."