Who wouldn’t make money now that they’ve all ascended?

Chapter 193 Drunk talk... Earn a small goal first
Jiang Su heard his voice, but he was nowhere to be seen. Knowing that "intensive cultivation" was his method, Jiang Su felt a little complicated.

"Thank you for teaching me this."

When she realized what she had said, she became even more confused. When did she need to be so polite to Fang Zhe? ! But if I think about it carefully, I clearly rejected this man, but now I don't refuse his help, wouldn't I be a scumbag?
It's so complicated and troublesome.

Jiang Su sighed, poured himself a cup of tea at the Sifang table, drank it all, put the tea leaves on his tongue, and swallowed them together.

"Fang Zhe, I have many things on my mind. I can't ignore what you said to me."

Earlier at Shifangmen, Shi Qiuxian had held her palm and saw that the lines on her palm were messy and broken. He said that she had a deep mind and was worried and thought about things. Although she looked careless, in fact, she didn't even look at others. All have to think about the meaning.

She didn't know why she thought so much.

Jiang Su likes to be a spectator, witnessing the lives of others from a third-party perspective. The wind, frost, rain and snow in these people's lives will be dispersed by the wind even if they are poured into her heart.

She won't take it for granted, she will only savor the plot with relish.

She is definitely not a sentimental person, and she is decisive enough when dealing with people. Before doing anything, she will choose the most correct one among multiple paths.

But now she doesn't know what is right.

The girl in green clothes picked up the porcelain cup, took the initiative to pour a cup of tea for the person opposite, pointed to the empty chair,

"sit."

She was irritated, and her eyes were full of emotions that had not yet grown. She had been thinking about it for a long time, "I..."

"Forget it, wait for me."

She nodded to the empty place, pushed the door open, and came back with two bottles of wine.

One pot for her and one pot for the person opposite.

The nectar and jade liquid was poured into the glass cup, and the shimmering light shone through the window lattice and came into the eyes.

The girl in green held the wine cup, pursed her lips, lowered her eyelids, took a deep breath, and finally made up her mind to drink the glass.

Wiping the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, he raised his hand and poured another glass.

"Fang Zhe, I, I don't know how to respond to you. I don't think I hate you. I will feel at ease doing anything with you."

The man in red gradually appeared beside her.

"But I can't imagine what my future life would be like if I had a Taoist companion. I'm actually very selfish. I only care about how much money I make and how good my cultivation is. Even when I pass by those beggars and ascetics, I think No money will be given to them.”

Her face was red and she was already drunk after just one drink.

The voice was a little sad, "I'm sorry, I don't know how to get along with you now."

The girl held the wine flask, added another glass for herself, held the wine cup, and drank it with her lips pursed.

Suddenly, a warm hand grasped her wrist tightly, Fang Zhe took her wine cup and placed it gently on the table.

The distance between the two of them was getting closer, and Jiang Su let the man hold his wrist, lying on the table in a daze, looking up at him slightly.

Fang Zhe was wearing a mask, so the girl couldn't see his expression clearly. The girl felt even more upset, as if this man was hiding something from her again.

"Stop drinking." He said solemnly.

Like a cat whose tail was stepped on, she suddenly said excitedly, "Leave me alone, why do you care about me, why do you hide it from me, why do you include me in your chess game, and why do you split your soul?" Go find me..."

After a while, the voice gradually weakened, and finally muttered, "I don't like this ugly mask... You are obviously good-looking..."

"Well, I'll take it off then." Fang Zhe raised his hand to take off the mask, but the cold catkins grabbed his fingers again.

She murmured, "No, you won't be able to see it if you take it off. Is there a way for the soul to merge into one? I...I don't need you to continue to be my puppet. It's enough to have you by my side."

The girl's tone seemed to be coquettish, but also seemed to be complaining to him.

The weeds in Fang Zhe's heart ignited with the wind and waves, and his throat was extremely hot. "What if I say there is no other way?" The girl's eyes froze, she withdrew her hand, and lowered her head to look at the ashes on the ground.

long silence.

It was the monk's firm and sharp tone.

"I don't believe that there is no unstoppable path. Nowadays, I have seen less than one-tenth of the places in the entire upper world. There must be a chance to erase your secret technique."

She suddenly half-wrapped the man's big palm with both hands, staring directly at the eyes on the mask, burning hot.

"Fang Zhe, can we do what we did before? I will help you find a way to restore your soul. It's okay if you can't live without the Middle Earth. I'll open a medical clinic and pharmacy here, and you'll do odd jobs for me and be a nurse. , be my second in command, let’s first..."

"Set a small goal, earn 100 million high-grade Yuan Stones, and then talk about love. How about that?"

She waited for a response from him.

is the sober person's response to her drunken words.

"Okay." His voice was trembling.

The next second, she could no longer hold back her sleepiness, closed her eyes, and lay completely on the table.

The girl didn't know that under the man's mask, the corners of his lips were curved like never before, and the man who had always been taciturn and restrained almost laughed out loud.

Fang Zhe picked her up and put her on the bed beside him. He pinched her slender ankles carefully, took off her shoes and put them beside the bed. He then held her waist, took out the quilt she was under, and covered her again. .

He had done this process from the lower world to the upper world countless times.

Fang Zhe sat on the edge of the bed contentedly, carefully copying the girl's sleeping state with his eyes.

She said she wanted to talk to him about love. The 100 million high-grade Yuan Stones in front of me, whether they were targeted or not, were all leaked out of my ears with the spring breeze.

All that was left was, she asked, "How about talking about love things."

he said to himself.

"it is good."

……

Jiang Su felt that her sleep this time was extremely comfortable, as if all the bones in her body were softened, and her spirit was much more relaxed. Since she came to the upper world, she rarely slept on a soft and comfortable bed with pillows on her head.

Why did you sleep so peacefully this time?
She opened her eyes and saw the ceiling of the inn.

The memory of yesterday's drinking suddenly came into her mind. She blushed instantly and her mind went blank.

She actually said that to Fang Zhe! Just make 100 million? At once? It's fake, it's just a joke, yes, it's definitely drunk!
She sat up and looked at the square table, where she saw the red monk using some stone to polish the bell she had made yesterday.

"..." Forget it, it's all said and done, life has to go on.

"Is there anything important today? I remember there seems to be something important waiting for me." She pretended to be relaxed, put on her shoes and stood up, shaking her sleeves.

Fang turned back and said, "Yes, the secret realm of the world competition is open all the time."

Jiang Su counted with his fingers.

"Ah? There's still a stick of incense? Why don't you leave quickly?! I'm still waiting to fight for the Floating Immortal Island?!"

　There will be an update tonight~
　　Fight for hegemony in the secret realm!

　　The two of them are not embarrassed anymore! Life will go on! There is still money to be made! fight! Install the fork! The scenes of making love and making love are arranged for Susu!

　　The emotional line can finally take a break! ! !

　　(I understand why the market is now full of no-CP characters. A weak male protagonist and a strong female protagonist are difficult to control. If you don’t pay attention, it will turn into spoiled wife literature... I used to get edited when I wrote about tyrants. Complaining that the male protagonist is disgusting...tears, tell me if there is any problem~)
　　(End of this chapter)