God knows what this ghost sect is. Song Beiyun doesn’t know anyway, but someone has cleaned up the portal for some reason. Isn’t this a mess?

But judging from her eating appearance, the child has been hungry for several days...

"My husband..." Qiaoyun leaned into Song Beiyun's ear and whispered: "If she suddenly starts to hurt someone later, you run away... to find a reinforcement. I can only block her three moves."

Holding the grass! Song Beiyun was shocked at the time: "So amazing!?"

"It's so amazing. Gongsun Wuyou is Gongsun Auntie, who has been famous for hundreds of years."

Song Beiyun scratched his head: "Our historical genius is not full of fantasy."

Qiaoyun was stunned: "Hmm? What?"

"It's okay, I'm talking nonsense."

"Oh... that's right. The descendants of Gongsun Auntie have been called Gongsun Auntie. The apprentice inherited the master's weapons and name. Only after the apprentice came out of the mountain could they get married and restored their real name. Gongsun Auntie who came out of the mountain is no longer an idle person to resist." Qiaoyun said nervously: "Little Yu's peerless genius may be fine, but in my opinion, it is only 28."

"Eighty-most okay, the little fish is really amazing."

"Little Fish is the second..."

Song Beiyun was stunned. If the martial arts ceiling he saw five years ago was Old Eunuch Wang, then the ceiling he knew in the next five years was Xiaoyu, but can the four small fish in front of him now?

Is this a fucking thing? It seems that it has to be taken within seven steps and it will be quick and accurate.

"Another bowl." Gongsun Wuyou shouted inside: "Is it good to add more noodles and add another egg?"

"Come."

Song Beiyun went up to make another big bowl of noodles for her, and specially made a poached egg and added it to her.

"Thank you!" Gongsun Wuyou clasped his fists at him: "Although he is a scholar, he is still righteous."

"Don't say that, you're shy."

When Gongsun Wuyou saw his appearance, he laughed and said, "You are such an interesting person."

"It's fun to be without a female hero..."

Song Beiyun exited the room and carefully checked his pistol. The surrounding roofs had already prepared guards, and they waited for Song Beiyun to give the order.

"What did the people on the roof do?" Gongsun Wuyou's voice came from the room: "Did you catch me?"

"No, those are all people who protect me." Song Beiyun sighed: "I eloped with my wife. Although the family was furious, the only son, and the old father was a little worried, so he sent some people to protect him."

"So that's the case. I thought it was my secret spy." Gongsun Wuyou walked out with a bowl and looked around: "Your father would ask these crooked melons and jujubes to protect you?"

"Ann... This is already a top expert."

"Then you might as well invite me, I'll escort you back to the capital, and you'll give me money." Gongsun Wuyou said bluntly: "When I go to the capital and kill Song Beiyun, you will also have a contribution."

Song Beiyun shook his head hurriedly: "I don't have money... I can't afford it."

"Just keep the meal."

"You can't afford to take care of the food either. You know I'm elopement."

Gongsun Wuyou sighed: "That's right, I heard rumors that Song Beiyun, the evil disciple in the sect, was here, but I checked for several days but couldn't know where it was. I think I must have run back to Jinling secretly."

"Yes, yes, yes, it must be so, I'm frightened."

"What's in your hand?" Gongsun Wuyou tilted his head and looked at the gun that Song Beiyun pressed: "Let me see."

If she was really dealt with here, and then there were seven or eight dozen such monsters, who could withstand it? It wasn't just a cousin who could play with bullets. It wasn't enough to play with bullets.

However, the silly sister obviously did not doubt Song Beiyun now. So using this gap, he could finally find a way to deal with this guy.

Early the next morning, Qiaoyun still went for an interview, while Song Beiyun continued to do his work. Anyway, this elder sister couldn't feel abnormal.

"Swords are divided into soft swords, hard swords, short swords, heavy swords." Gongsun Wuyou would introduce his abilities to the scholar Song Beiyun when he was bored: "The heavy swords I am best at are eighty-two heavy swords, and they are not skillful. People follow the swords, and the swords are incomparable."

"Awesome, amazing." Song Beiyun applauded dryly: "So awesome."

"The second is the soft sword, as light as snowflakes, as clever as a snake, and killing people invisibly."

As she said that, she pulled out her soft sword and poked it gently on the wooden stake beside her. The sword body penetrated through her body, as if it was poking on tofu.

"Well...were amazing."

"The sword dance of the Gongsun family is invincible in the world."

"Yes, yes, yes, amazing."

Song Beiyun stood there, first praised the Bai Tian sister happily, and then suddenly said, "But the female hero is like this. People make mistakes and horses make horses lose their hooves. What if you are unfortunately captured?"

"ah?"

"That's it. You have to know that the masters around Song Beiyun are free. If you lose to being caught, what should you do?"

"Will you be killed?" Gongsun Wuyou thought for a while: "That's it! If you die, you will die. If you die for the heaven, earth and the people, you will not be jealous of death."

"It's not like this to be used..."

"Don't be chewy." Gongsun Wuyou waved his hand in a grand manner: "Anyway, I'll be ready to die."

"This time I'm using it right." Song Beiyun nodded and said, "It's better to assume that if the heroine is captured but does not kill you immediately, but tie you up, how should you get out of trouble."

"I haven't learned this...this is something I've learned."

"I still have to be careful about this."

Song Beiyun nodded seriously and said, "After all, it must be foolproof."

"Yes, what you said is reasonable. I can't tell that you, a little scholar, still have some insights."

"That's it." Song Beiyun pointed to Wuyou and said, "You tie up your hands and then find a way to untie the rope."

Wuyou nodded repeatedly, and then actually found a rope, but she tied it for a long time but failed, so she simply handed the rope to Song Beiyun: "Come on."

"This is not good..."

"What's wrong with that?"

"If a man or a woman is not kinship, it will inevitably be touched. You will be killed at that time."

"Hi! Children of the world, don't care about these."

Song Beiyun scratched his head: "Then I will offend you."

Next, Song Beiyun tied Wuyou's junior sister to a chair.

Seeing a tightly tied female hero, Song Beiyun breathed a sigh of relief, walked forward and raised Wuyou's chin with one hand: "You are so brave. You dare to assassinate me, Song Beiyun. Now let you know that I am powerful. Isn't it powerful? Break free and see."

Wuyou looked up at her, and suddenly he rushed up with the stool. One hand actually drilled out of the rope as if it was dislocated. Then the other hand also rushed out as if it was done. As soon as he broke free, he immediately strangled Song Beiyun's neck like lightning.

"ah……"

"Haha!" Wuyou let go of his hand: "You act like this! Yes, yes, that's it. When the person comes to interrogate me, I will crush his throat like this!"

"This..." Song Beiyun took a few steps back: "Your hand..."

"Soft skill, sword dance soft skill!"

Damn it... Song Beiyun couldn't help but swear.
Chapter completed!