Compared to Chengdu City, the night in Dali City is much quieter, and there are almost no players to see. This may be because Dali City does not have any fourteen-day book missions, or the players' martial arts skills have not reached the corresponding level. Anyway, Fang Jie, who walked alone at night, did not encounter any danger. After quickly handing over the killing head, he returned to the Blood Sword Gate Base...

After looking at the time, he still had more than three hours left, so this time naturally cannot be wasted. Thinking that the upper limit of internal strength was still more than 100 points before reaching the horn value, Fang Jie simply returned to the practice room to sit up and review the snail-like leveling level.

After three days, Fang Jie decided to wait for another three days. When the secret book in the auction house is raised to a certain price, he will sell all the secret book, then convert it into potential, and vigorously increase his skills.

Of course, he also knew very well that this basic secret is far from enough, and he had to find a way to get more valuable things.

Just when Fang Jie was planning to make more money, he suddenly received a text message. When he opened it, he found that it was Jinglin from: "Lao Fang, where are you going tonight? Why didn't you wait for me? I slaughtered Chengdu City and couldn't find you!"

Fang Jie smiled and replied immediately: "If you want to know the disaster of swords and weapons in the world, you can hear the sound of the slaughtering in the middle of the night..."

Halfway through, Fang Jie couldn't help but be stunned, thinking that he had started to get nervous, was he affected by Forgetfulness?

Thinking of this, he quickly adjusted his mindset and replied: "Old Lin, it's fake to massacre me, but I think I'm real, right? Who said yesterday that he wanted to gather at midnight? Who was late today? I don't have the habit of waiting for others, especially women."

Five minutes later, the other side replied: "I won't go around with you anymore, just tell you directly. This girl was killed when she went to hand in the mission last night, and her human skin mask was snatched. She was depressed!"

Seeing this news, Fang Jie couldn't help but feel shocked. Jinglin is the number one master of the Emei Sect and one of the top 100 masters in the world. She was actually killed?

Before he could figure it out, Jinglin sent another text message: "How is it? Don't believe it? I have already dropped to 100,000 Emei Sects and went there. I didn't want to go to the Rongcheng Restaurant to avoid embarrassment. Later, I thought, even if I die once, you are still better than me, so I feel psychologically balanced, giggle..."

Although this seems difficult to relax, Fang Jie can definitely understand the other party’s mood at this moment. Since last time Jinglin accidentally revealed that she was an orphan, Fang Jie has already understood her personality.

In Fang Jie's view, perhaps because of Jinglin's various sufferings and lack of love and care when she was a child, she created a strong and independent personality. To be precise, it should be a tough outside and soft inside. The pain and depression in her heart are unresolved, and she is unwilling to say it, for fear that after being mentioned, she will make herself weak, who has been gritting her teeth and persevering.

In fact, this is also a manifestation of cowardice, but sometimes, when isolated and helpless, everything can only be relied on yourself. You must know how to be strong and learn to be strong, because reality is so cruel and there is no human relationship to talk about, so Jinglin will show a boy's character and a realistic worldview, which is also a very normal thing.

It is also true that the blow brought by falling from the number one master of the Emei Sect to 100,000 is much heavier for a realist than ordinary people. Fang Jie, who is also a realist, can fully understand Jinglin's mood at this moment. If it were him, he would probably not even be able to send a text message, because in his opinion, losing his strength is equivalent to losing the qualification to talk to others equally.

So, from this perspective, Fang Jie knew that Jinglin regarded him as a real friend, a friend whom she thought she could rely on. Otherwise, as Jinglin herself said, "to avoid embarrassing", it would be impossible to have the nerve to complain to Fang Jie in this situation. I'm afraid Jinglin had been struggling for a long time before she mustered up the courage to send a text message.

After understanding all this, Fang Jie sighed inwardly, "Who killed you? From the Huashan Sect? What do you need me to do for you? Do you want me to avenge you? As long as I can do it, I will be indefinitely defined!"

If it were before, Fang Jie's personality, it would never be possible to say such things. To be precise, it was not that he would not say this, but that he would try his best to avoid intercourse with life so that he would not have to deal with such things. But since he met, Fang Jie would not sit idly by. This is the so-called "people are in the world and cannot help themselves"...

"Haha, no need, I will solve my own business." Jinglin over there replied with great force: "I don't know people like you yet? You must be scolding me for being in trouble now, right? Hehe... Don't worry, I am a man who is born to not like to cause trouble for others. Telling you about this is just to ask someone to complain, otherwise you will be bored."

After reading this text message, Fang Jie couldn't help but touch his nose, thinking that this woman was indeed a worm in her stomach, and even knew everything he thought. Since that's the case, he had to help him with this: "Stop talking nonsense to me, just tell me who the enemy is. If I meet you, I will help you solve it. If the opponent is too powerful, I won't go to die. Don't be so beautiful. My life is more valuable than yours!"

"Okay, since you want to be a hero, it's nothing to tell you. The person who killed me was a group of disciples of the Huashan Sect. The person who led me was called Kuang Jian. Hearing the tone of other disciples of the Huashan Sect, this person seemed to be the number one master of the Sword Sect. Alas, unlucky, I happened to meet that group of people solving the puzzle of the Dugu Nine Swords. I teased a few words when I saw me. I was angry and killed dozens of them. Later, I didn't run away and was beaten up by thousands of disciples of the Huashan Sect..."

"You are too arrogant, right?" Fang Jie replied after a chill for a while, "Sao doesn't know how to choose a better place and run to the Huashan Sect base to make trouble. Isn't you seeking death? You are still my brother, and you don't even know the reason why a strong dragon cannot twist the local snake... It's wrong. Is this kind of appearance worthy of their teasing you?"

"Hehe... I know that you're hurting me. Your appearance is not to be seen by others! If you don't talk to you, I have to kill some people, make some money, and level up desperately... By the way, I almost forgot to tell you something. After the Tang brothers and sisters knew about me, they gave me the human skin mask tonight... Alas, I'm most afraid of owe favors. I originally helped others, but I was helped. If it weren't for Tang Le's old age, I would have wanted to repay them with my body... Hehe!"

"Tsk! They are twin siblings, and the sister is so beautiful, so my brother is naturally not that bad. You just said that when Tang Le is a handsome guy, right?" Fang Jie smiled and replied with a text message. After waiting for a long time, he didn't wait for the other party's reply. He couldn't help but shake his head and sigh. After a moment, he smiled gloomy: "Crazy Sword? Hehehe..."

When Chen Shi was still half an hour away, Fang Jie walked out of the practice room and then entered the auction house. He first checked the deposits of the money house, more than 60,000 taels of gold, spent nearly 50,000 taels of gold to quickly buy 450,000 points of potential and corresponding Haotian Fruit, and finally returned to practicing qigong again.

Since you have decided on one thing, you will continue to do it unswervingly. Now for him, everything else is no longer important. What is important is to practice several important martial arts to level 5oo!

In less than half an hour, Fang Jie consumed all his potential and basically practiced to level 387. After looking at the time, it was still a few minutes before it was getting brighter. Fang Jie didn't plan to wait any longer and immediately teleported to Chengdu City to prepare for the first morning exercise activity. After all, he is the most familiar with Chengdu City now.

After arriving at Chengdu City, Fang Jie's current players of the same purpose have been continuously teleported to the Beimen Market 66. Although they are still in the murder night, everyone seems to be very restrained, and even nodded friendly to each other, and then rushed to the city in a hurry. I believe everyone is unwilling to have an unhappy thing before the new day comes.

As soon as he ran into the city, the bell of Chen Shi rang out in the city. At the same time, the streets became lively in an instant, and various nppcs, officers and soldiers, and constables appeared in every corner of the city from translucent to substantial.

Instead of searching from house to house immediately, Fang Jie ran along the North and South Streets, then swept around the front and back of the house, running and looking around. After all, the mission props of Jianghu may not be washed in the house.

Soon, he found a Sichuan cuisine recipe for the cook's mission props behind the fence of a house, but then Fang Jie found nothing. After all, there were too many players looking for props, so he had to change his strategy and search from house to house. Finally, he found a plate of delicious dishes in a teahouse with a full range of flavors and colors.

I checked: Who can hear the fallen plums of Hong Qigong? After giving it to Hong Qigong, you can get 50,000 potential points.

Fang Jie couldn't help but be stunned. How to deliver this dish? Even Mr. Hong Qi didn't know where he was. Even if he knew, he might not have the chance to deliver it...

"Oh, let's not worry about it for now!"

Fang Jie didn't have time to think about it, so he stuffed it into the Qiankun Ring. He was about to leave the teahouse, but was stopped by a player: "Brother, have you picked up anything?"

Fang Jie looked at the other party suspiciously, and saw that the other party was dressed as a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect. He hurriedly said, "Don't get me wrong, I want to say that I picked up the monk's hat of the Blood Knife Ancestor. You are from the Blood Knife Sect and want to change it with you. I don't need to say the reason, right?"

Fang Jie's eyes lit up and nodded, "What I got is Hong Qigong's jade flute, who will listen to Luo Mei? Is it up to you or not?"

After considering it, the man shook his head: "Forget it, I don't know where Hong Qigong is, so I'd better go to the market to find someone to change it."

"Food? Is there any change in the market?"

"Don't you know?" The man looked up and down at Fang Jie and said, "This is an unwritten rule. Within an hour after every day, that is, before 8 o'clock in the morning, there are players in the North Gate Market in each city who exchange mission props, and some players will directly spend money to buy it. There is no way, this thing cannot be put on the auction house, so this is all there is."

"Then let's change it first." Fang Jie smiled and said, "Anyway, you always have to change it, so it's better to have a favor."

The man thought about it, nodded, and quickly completed the exchange procedures with Fang Jie through the system, hugged his fists, turned around and left.

"It seems that there are policies from the top and countermeasures from the bottom..." Fang Jie shook his head and smiled, thinking that there might be people doing this in the search mission in the Master's Sect mission. No wonder there are so many people in the market square every day. It turns out that most of them are buying these props. In this way, the search mission does not seem to be as difficult as imagined.

After calming down, Fang Jie searched for a while, but there was no gain. Even the broken house had no props. Fang Jie, who felt a little regretful, had to hand over the recipe to the cook, then immediately returned to the sect base, returned the monk's hat, and regained the task of delivering the letter to Dali City.

At this moment, an acquaintance who was not acquaintance suddenly sent a text message to Fang Jie: "Haha, boy, do you still remember me? You sold the Bai Zhan Sword Technique? Can you sell it to me cheaply?"

"Nonsense?" Fang Jie couldn't help but be stunned, feeling a little unhappy.
Chapter completed!