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

Chapter 290 Willing to Enter the Game
Lin Xian's speech was unclear and he spoke intermittently, repeating in a low voice, "Gu Yueming, liar...liar..."

Jiang Su frowned. Of course she knew Gu Yueming was a liar, but she really didn't expect it. These sisters cheated with Lin Xian, a fool.

She couldn't figure out how these two people got together in the first place and how the dog stabbed her in the back.

Putting aside the rewards from the original sect competition, Jiang Su would not blame these two people. After all, their relationship with her could only be regarded as a doctor and a patient. She had no reason to blame the patient for why he turned around after being treated by her. To compete with her.

But...she couldn't let go of the rewards of the competition.

At the beginning, it was a high-grade Yuan Stone. When Jiang Su was so embarrassed, he had never seen a high-grade Yuan Stone.

Now that these two people have broken up, she thinks it is reasonable. After all, they are not good things.

She couldn't see through Gu Yueming. Lin Xian, you are so stupid.

"Who killed you?" she asked suddenly.

When Lin Xian heard her voice, he seemed to calm down for a moment, "It's... Gu, Gu... Yueming."

Jiang Su narrowed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, took out a piece of silk cloth from his storage bag, opened the lid of the box, and wrapped it around the purple sword.

"understood."

"People can't be resurrected after death, so just leave it like this. It's good to be a sword spirit."

The wooden box was covered again.

Jiang Su raised his head and looked at the tall bamboo building not far away, which could be described as majestic. His eyes were gloomy, and his long eyelashes covered the emotions in his eyes.

Silence.

There was a breeze blowing by, rolling up the clothes of the two of them with a soft sound.

The girl's hair is gray mixed with white, as if the ground is covered with white snow, carrying the coldness of early winter.

The red-clothed monk lowered his head slightly. He stood diagonally behind Jiang Su, and the man's hair blew in front of him, sometimes circling in front of his chest.

He wanted to catch this ray of joy and mischief, but he was worried that if he pulled the little doctor's hair, she would be in pain.

Simply, he allowed this strand of hair to do whatever he wanted on his body.

"Susu, if you want to go back, you can go back. I will help you guard here." He said.

Jiang Su twitched the corners of his lips coldly and said disdainfully, "Haha, why should I go back and what are I going to do? What does Lin Xian's life and death have to do with me. What does Gu Yueming have to do with me."

"He said, One Hundred Thousand Mountains. What you are thinking about must be the Shifang Sect."

Hearing this, Jiang Su clenched his fists, cracked his knuckles crisply, and pursed his lips.

"Yeah." She breathed out calmly.

There was really no need for her to cover up in front of Fang Zhe. This man knew her too well.

Jiang Su lazily took out a wooden chair and sat where the two of them were, casually admiring the scenery opposite.

The bamboo house and the small courtyard in the distance, the connected houses, the red-painted temple on the mountain, and even the white smoke curling up from the temple.

These are all hers.

But it's not hers, she can't do this alone.

This floating island, now called "home", she got with nothing, just like the name, it was floating in the air, and she felt uneasy.

"I really need to go back to Shifangmen, whether it's because of Lin Xian's incident or because I was too hasty to send Meng back to find his relatives and didn't explain what happened next."

"For reasons and reasons, I need to go to my old club's Huichun Hall to explain a few words, and finally come back to open my own medical clinic."

Jiang Su had made up his mind and was about to turn around when he found that Fang Zhe had taken out a wooden chair that was exactly the same as the one he was sitting on. He also looked at the scenery and said, "Are you a good scholar? The chair I sit on is from Jin's Trading Company took it, where did you get it from?"

Fang Zhe spread his hands and revealed a stone in his palm. He kneaded it with his fingertips and burned the black stone with flames. In an instant, an identical wooden chair was transformed.

???

I know you are good at refining weapons, but turning stone into wood is too much. The materials are all different, right? !
Fang Zhe explained, "I actually made this. Jin's Trading Company originally wanted a chair that wouldn't be damaged by fire, and they also asked for a low price. Fairy materials were easy to come by, but they had to be good and unusual. I just used it. The stone is refined.”

Jiang Su frowned, her eyes were very subtle, and finally sighed, "You are so... so busy that you made a chair out of stone that looks like wood, just like the Jin family..."

"Okay, since you are so free, I will leave my house to you. I will go back with this purple sword."

After saying that, Jiang Su stood up and prepared to leave.

"and many more."

The cyan sleeves and red sleeves are intertwined with each other, seemingly intentionally, if not unintentionally, they are constantly connected.

Fang Zhe suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Jiang Su turned around blankly, with calm eyes, and said calmly, "What's wrong?"

The man's eyes were deep and his face was serious, "It might be dangerous. It's not appropriate for you to go back alone."

He wanted her to bring something.

Jiang Su suddenly chuckled, "Improper? What's inappropriate?"

Fang Zhe said seriously, "The road ahead is uncertain and the situation is unclear. It may be a trap set against you."

Jiang Su shrugged off his hand and twisted his wrist, "It's just a trap. It's not the first time I've been plotted by someone with intentions. After all, the soldiers will come to cover up the water and the earth will cover up the situation, and then the situation will be deepened. , there will be a day when it will surface, and it will never be shown to people.

"If it's really a dead end..."

Jiang Su's voice stopped suddenly.

After a long time, the noise of Feng'er became more noisy. She spoke again and wrote lightly,
"I have someone in the underworld."

"..."

"Think twice before you act. This matter is not your responsibility." Fang Zhe asked.

"Hmm...I know." Jiang Su lowered his head, looking at the fresh soil under his feet, and then copied all the scenery in front of him with his eyes, pointing at the residence.

"But he paid the deposit."

If this matter was set up by someone else, then this person asked Lin Xian to use tens of millions of high-grade yuan stones to plot against her. Jiang Su could only say that this person succeeded.

"Hey, Fang Zhe, you know, I like money, but if it comes from a shady source, I won't feel comfortable even if I spend it."

"A gentleman loves money and gets it wisely. No matter what the reason is, since someone gave me tens of millions of high-grade Yuan stones to build a house on the floating island, then I will pay it back."

Jiang Su's eyes were firm, and she turned around to meet his questioning eyes, "This is my Taoist heart, I can't avoid it."

Daoxin...

Her Taoist heart has always been clear, and she was able to ascend from the lower world to the upper world in just fifteen years, which was partly due to her Taoist heart.

If her Taoist heart is not firm enough, let alone ascending, she might still be wandering around in the Golden Core Stage and Foundation Building Stage.

"Well, I understand, go ahead." Fang Zhe couldn't refuse her gaze, the dots in her eyes were too hot.

"Ah? What do you know?" Seeing that he changed his mind so quickly, Jiang Suyou asked casually, made a secret with his fingertips, threw out two communication talismans and flew to an unknown location.

"I know your Taoist heart." He said firmly.