The Fake Daughter Made a Sensation All Over the World By Relying on Metaphysics

  Chapter 664 Do you know how the national teacher died back then?

  The Internet is now full of "self-destruction of the descendants of the National Teacher".

  No one knows whether this matter is true or false.

  Many people on the official campus forum are discussing: "Since it is what I said, is there any truth to this matter? I think it is probably true."

   "But why did she choose to blew herself up at this time?"

   "If it were you, would you do such a stupid thing?"

   "Fame and fortune go, if it were me, I would definitely not do such a self-defeating thing."

   "So, why does Miss Gu do such a thing?"

   "We still don't know what happened to the National Teacher back then, and I remember that it was Elder Chonglu and Elder Xuanhua of the Mystic Masters Association who preached that 'Miss Gu is a descendant of the National Teacher'."

   "The national teacher is the patriarch of Taoism, and the two elders of the Mystic Masters Association, why did they get this wrong?"

   "What is the truth about this matter? Is there something hidden?"

  For a while, there were different opinions on the Internet.

  Some people think that Gu Muran has been enjoying the dividends of the descendants of the national teacher for so long, perhaps because he noticed a post about the black national teacher suddenly appearing on the Internet, so he suddenly issued a statement to clarify that he is not a descendant of the national teacher.

  Everything, it seems that Gu Muran said this because he was afraid that he would be implicated.

  But those who know Gu Muran's personality feel that the truth of the matter should not be like this.

  She didn't seek any benefits for herself as a descendant of the national teacher, so she didn't involve fear.

  She has outstanding abilities, she doesn't need this kind of gimmick at all, and sooner or later she will break out of her own world.

  Therefore, there must be something hidden behind their emphasis on this matter.

  In the next period of time, a group of people will gather in front of the Mystic Masters Association. They dare not break in, but try to wait for a message at the door.

   Inside the Mystic Masters Association.

   Chong Lu was pacing anxiously back and forth in the same spot. He picked up his mobile phone to make a call, but it still showed that there was no answer there.

   "This young master...how could it be?"

   Chonglu really can’t sit still, so you have to pick up your phone and go out straight away.

  Chonglu met a mystic master in the courtyard, and hurriedly asked, "Have you seen the third elder?"

   "I just saw the third elder go to the direction of the prison."

  —

  The prison was dark and dark, and there was a person sitting in front of the railings of the two cells.

  Xuan Hua looked at the blind old man and Fan Wei who were imprisoned: "Your master has not thought of saving you until now, so you still do your best for them, is it worth it?"

   "Elder Xuanhua can't understand whether it's worth it or not. I'm a lingering person, and I'm only able to survive after delaying the master's blessing. It's already a great blessing. How can I have the idea of ​​blaming the master?"

  The blind old man suddenly laughed lowly: "Why is Elder Xuanhua so free to come today? It seems that he really can't sit still?"

   "Can't sit still?" Xuan Huai was quite puzzled, "I have some free time today, and I want to chat with you. After all, your master doesn't have much time to survive."

   "It's a joke." Fan Wei, who had been silent at the side, suddenly refuted Xuanhua.

"A joke? It's even more ridiculous when you say this. Your master borrowing the body of the young master of the Xi family is against the law of heaven and damages luck. Even if he takes advantage of the loopholes in the law of heaven, how can he plan to do it escaped the eyes of heaven."

  Xuan Hua spoke neither too fast nor too slowly, and his eyes never left Fan Wei for an instant.

"There are tens of thousands of things in the world, and whether there is luck or not can't decide everything. Whoever says that if luck is good, you can live to the end without any worries. Do you know how the national teacher died back then?" Fan Wei's eyes locked at this moment Xuanhua.

  (end of this chapter)