Chapter 138 The Choice of the Remnant Sword

As soon as Can Jian finished sighing, Fang Jie changed his tone: "However, the government mission and the sect mission do not seem to be inconsistent, so you'd better choose another sect to join."

Canjian couldn't help rolling his eyes, waved his hands and said, "Oh, okay, okay, just pay a sect, right? Then I'll pay a visit to the Beggars' Sect."

"Why do you choose these sects that are not right against you?" Fang Jie said in a fury: "The Five Mountains Sword Sect, except Huashan, all four other schools can do it! It really doesn't work, Wudang, Quanzhen is also good! After all, you are a learning sword technique. If you learn more sword techniques, you will have some bonuses for attack and degree. Do you run to the Beggars' Sect? Do you want to create your own evil-repelling stick technique?"

"This..." Canjian stopped talking for a long time, and finally stopped talking.

Seeing that Canjian seemed to have something to hide, Fang Jie felt strange in his heart, but he didn't ask much, so he shook his head and smiled, "Haha, anyway, I'm just giving you a suggestion. It's your own business to decide how to decide. If you really want to worship the Beggars' Sect, then go and worship." After that, he sighed slightly, as if it was a bit worthwhile for Canjian.

Can Jian looked at Fang Jie gratefully, and couldn't help but compare Fang Jie with another person in his heart: "If it were the owner, he would definitely kick me, and then order me to go to the Sun and Moon God Sect... Haha, although you are a choice to respect me, I hope I can kick me, alas! Are you a little domineering?..."

Although he thought so in his heart, Can Jian smiled and said, "Actually, you don't have to worry about me at all. Think about it, I'm already a traitor in Huashan, what does it matter which sect I'm going to? If I'm not happy to stay in this sect, I'll be judged again... Uh, don't look at me like this, I'm not giving up. The fact is that, one is judged, and two is judged. Anyway, I can't learn the top martial arts in other sects, and I don't need to learn it."

"This sentence... makes some sense." Fang Jie was stunned for a long time before he suddenly said, "Haha, I thought you were sentenced to a master today, died again, and were confused by the blow. It turns out that he had already made plans in his heart?"

"Barring!" After laughing twice, the Canjian Monster changed the subject and said, "So what are the arrangements now?"

"Let's accompany you to become a disciple first!" Fang Jie looked at the time and said, "After you finish your master, I will teach you how to do the main task of Liancheng Jue. Now there are three or four hours left when I am in ion, and you can complete several tasks. Then the three of us will go to brush the dungeon together in the evening."

Speaking of this, Fang Jie turned his gaze to Jinglin, smiled and said, "Have you done your Liancheng Jue Earth treasure mission?"

"Yes! What's wrong?" Jinglin couldn't help but be stunned, and then said, "Do you want me to pay back your money?"

Fang Jie shook his head and said, "I'm like a kind of wealth-guarding slave? I mean, you don't have to pay back your money first, see if you can borrow some money from anyone, and you can also buy a book of disguise skills to learn. There is a side mission in the main task of Liancheng Jue, which requires people who have learned disguise skills to touch."

If it were before, Fang Jie would never waste his precious time to help others do something, nor would he tell others this puzzle directly for free. You should know that he sold the puzzle of Yum Sword Technique for 40,000 in front of the sun a few days ago, but now these words are said very casually. Even after saying it, Fang Jie did not realize that he had suddenly changed a lot. If he was to use Jinglin's words, he seemed to have some human touch now.

After hearing Fang Jie's words, the Jian Jian beside him hurriedly said to Fang Jie: "Although I committed suicide once in the middle, after learning the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique, I still saved some small money, not much. It just happened to be 10,000... I spent 50,000 yuan to do this disguise technique before. I will pay you 20,000 yuan, and the remaining 30,000 yuan. I will keep 10,000 yuan myself and lend the others to Jinglin."

"You..." Fang Jie looked at Canjian with a silence and said, "To be honest, you are the one who has the worst martial arts skills now and is the easiest person to be killed. I have no objection to borrow Jinglin's 20,000 yuan. As for my 20,000 yuan, I will pay it back in the future. You can buy some potential and make up for the level before talking about it."

Canjian smiled, without agreeing or objecting. After transferring 20,000 yuan to Jinglin, the other party smiled strangely and said, "Then let's owe it first. Let's go to the Beggars' Sect now? Talk... I didn't expect that I even need someone to protect myself from my apprenticeship... I remember back then..."

Fang Jie didn't know that Canjian had something in his words. He just thought it was the other party's narcissist problem and committed it again, and smiled and said, "Aren't you talking nonsense? Although it's not yet the night of killing, you have become the target of public criticism. Not to mention outside the city, even in the city, maybe someone dares to kill you at the risk of being wanted."

"Hehe!" Canjian laughed twice and said, "Okay, okay, let's go! The head of the Beggars' Gang is in Yangzhou City. Just wait for you to send me to the Central Plaza in Yangzhou." After saying this, Canjian walked out first.

Fang Jie and Jinglin looked at each other and hurriedly followed. After walking two steps, Fang Jie, who had never been to Yangzhou City, couldn't help but ask: "Why just send it to the central square of Yangzhou City?"

"No?" Can Jian couldn't help but pause, turned around and stared at Fang Jie with a depressed look on his face and said, "Don't tell me, you have never been to Yangzhou, or your sending letter mission has not been completed yet?"

Seeing Fang Jie nodding in surprise, Canjian couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "God, how did you practice? You haven't even finished the most basic sect missions..."

Halfway through speaking, Canjian seemed to realize something, his face changed, and he turned around and continued to walk forward, while Fang Jie touched his nose for no reason, thinking that this person was strange, would he be a perverted person after the eunuch in the game?

At this time, Can Jian was very depressed and felt that he had read the wrong person because he knew very well that martial arts was trapped in Guo’s mansion for at least 1 or 2 years. Since that was the case, there was not much time to level up for Fang Jie. Now Fang Jie has only done less than half of the sending mission, but his martial arts skills are not weak. This means that he must have collected the 10 million from the poster and then quickly rushed to the level...

Although Canjian used to be a real professional player and did not oppose spending money to play games, he still felt a little unhappy about Fang Jie's approach. In his opinion, a real master should be able to practice it himself. Even if he uses money to buy potential level, it should be earned in the game, rather than relying on the charity of others.

Unfortunately, Can Jian didn't know that Wangqing had only said half of what he said to him, so naturally he didn't know that Fang Jie didn't collect the 10,000 yuan at all. Later, the others lost 10,000 yuan at his feet, and he didn't even want it, so a misunderstanding arose.

"If the poster gives me 10,000 yuan, I will choose a martial arts waste..."

In a very depressed mood, Canjian didn't talk to Fang Jie any longer along the way. While walking on his own, he secretly regretted choosing the wrong person. When he was about to arrive at the market stable, he might have been unwilling to accept it, and finally he couldn't help but send a text message to Wangqing: "Ask you something, you said the poster gave him 10 million, and he took it to the level?"

After this text message, Can Jianli ignored Fang Jie and walked straight into the stable. As soon as he came out of the west gate market in Yangzhou City, he received a text message from Wangqing: "Didn't you say, believe your choice is right? Since you believe in yourself, why ask such a thing again? When you doubt him, you are doubting yourself. Are you so unbelievable to yourself.

Although Wangqing did not directly answer Can Jian’s question, Can Jian couldn’t help but smile after looking at it, secretly scolding himself for being too confused. After apologizing, he looked at Fang Jie who was just thinking it was inexplicable, and said with a strange smile: “Barring... do you think I’m very perverted? Actually, I am such a person, hahahahaha…”

Seeing Canjian suddenly appear like this, Fang Jie and Jinglin were even more confused. Canjian said again: "You are waiting for me in the market, and I will come." Before the two of them could react, Canjian turned into a phantom and disappeared into the crowd.

"What do you think of him?" After Canjian left, Jinglin frowned in confusion: "I always think he is a little weird."

"Everyone has his own secret." Fang Jie smiled disconcertedly: "If he doesn't say it, why should we ask? The reason why we don't say it is not because he doesn't treat us as friends, but because we haven't done enough."

Jinglin was slightly stunned, feeling that Fang Jie's words mean something else, and she couldn't help but think of her own life experience. She accidentally let her mouth go last time, but Fang Jie had never asked her yet. Thinking of this, Jinglin looked at Fang Jie with a complicated expression and said nothing.

Seeing that Jinglin stopped talking, Fang Jie knew that this might have touched the other party, and he didn't say anything else. The two of them stood quietly in a corner of the market, occasionally looking around at the passing players, occasionally looking up at the bright moon gradually climbing into the night sky, and deliberately or unintentionally avoiding the topic just now.

A few minutes later, the Jianjian dressed in beggar ran back. Fang Jie carefully looked the Jianjian up and down and couldn't help but feel happy and said with a smile: "I'm afraid that the entire Beggars' Sect is the only disciple of you, right?"

"Hahaha, there's no way." Canjian laughed indifferently: "I have no contribution from the sect, otherwise it would be fine if I was promoted to seven bags of disciples at one time!"

"You are a typical example of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!" Fang Jie smiled and scolded, then shook his head helplessly and said, "Oh, I really don't know what you think. What kind of beggars' sect are going to worship... It's simply unreasonable..."

"Yes, it's better to worship Emei!" Jinglin, who was standing beside her, also curled her lips, looking regretful.

But Canjian laughed and said, "Hey, it's unreasonable? I'm just trying to help you! The Beggars' Sect has a skill called hearsay..."
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