Chapter 63: People with stories

Regarding Chen Qingfan, Fang Jie's impression of this woman in the twelve years she lived with her seemed to have always had a dual personality. When she was quiet and cold, she was like a piece of ice that could freeze a person's heart with just one look. When she was coquettish, she was probably even hotter than any prostitute in a brothel. But this entirely depends on how she was in, and more on who she was with.

It seems that only Xiao Fangjie is lucky to see the unknown side of Chen Qingfan.

Maybe the sunny fan in front of Fang Jie is the real one, or maybe this is just a way she chose to relieve stress from herself. Show her charming and charming side, so that she lets her lips dry, but this side has always been visible to Fang Jie, because... Fang Jie has always been a child.

After not seeing each other for three and a half years, Chen Qingfan found that he had overlooked something.

Fang Jie is not young anymore. Although he is only fifteen years old in grades, he has already tied his hair at the age of fifteen in the Sui Dynasty and is considered an adult man. In the words of Shenqing Fan, Fang Jie is also a very well-developed man. At the age of fifteen, he is half a head taller than her, with a tiger-backed and ape-like waist, and his figure is enough to make any woman excited. He also has a very clean and refreshing face, so he is a type that is very popular among girls.

In fact, the girls of Hongxiuzhao like to chat and play with Fang Jie when they have nothing to do. They even put their slender hands into Fang Jie's clothes to touch his six-pack abs, and they didn't care at all that there was a weapon hidden not far below the abs.

When Chen Qingfan found that Fang Jie was no longer a child, she was even a little annoyed that the very charming words she said before were naturally slutty.

So, she became quiet.

The quiet Shenqing Fan exudes a heart-wrenching coldness everywhere.

However, Fang Jie was not afraid of Leng Bingbing's Chen Qingfan, but he preferred her like this.

"So, Xiang Qingniu is really a Taoist with some background?"

Fang Jie murmured.

Chen Qingfan asked: "Who is Xiang Qingniu?"

"If I guess correctly..."

Fang Jie smiled and said, "That little fat man who looks unreliable to the point of anger between humans and gods is the guy you said to have sent a letter to Xiao Zhenren Feige. He can work with Qingleshan Yiqi Guan Dao Sect's leader sent someone to help him. Is that fat man really as he said, he has a very high status in the Dao Sect?"

He paused for a moment and sighed: "But why do I still don't believe it..."

Chen Qingshan looked at Fang Jie carefully, and then couldn't help asking: "Can you tell me how you came here in the past three and a half years?"

"Care for me?"

Fang answered the question.

Chen Qingshan frowned slightly, and then said coldly: "I'm not in the mood to joke with you now."

"Split personality"

Fang Jie murmured, then shook his head and said, "Speaking of this, if it weren't for your decision to leave separately, I would never have had such a stable and stable three years of good life. Although I left that border town and was about to enter Chang'an, the world's largest city, I still think that Fan Gu's place is really good. If I could live a peaceful life in that small city, I would rather stay there."

After saying this, he suddenly asked Chen Qingfan: "How many are left?"

Fang Jie's words jumped so much that Chen Qingfan could not react immediately. After a moment of silence, she understood what Fang Jie was asking, so she answered seriously: "All five are there."

"That's good."

Fang Jie breathed a long sigh of relief, leaned back on the chair and whispered: "If someone dies again, I really should feel guilty."

"You don't have it now?"

Chen Qingfan asked.

Fang Jie smiled and replied seriously, "It's really not."

This answer was a bit beyond Chen Qingfan's expectations, so her face changed a little. She always thought Fang Jie was a mediocre boy who was timid and afraid, even shameful. Such people would always seem sentimental, regardless of men or women. A sentimental person had no slight guilt in his heart for the group of people who had sacrificed for fifteen years to protect himself.

"Grateful, guiltless."

Fang Jie raised his head and looked at the roof of the teahouse and said word by word: "I know you will feel uncomfortable if you don't feel guilty when you hear me, and you may even want to kill me, right? But I really don't want to lie to you, no, just no... Although I don't know why you gathered around me to protect me, or even who I am. But what I can be sure of is... you are not the one who protects me out of what kind of feelings, but because you have gained benefits."

He paused for a moment and smiled apologized and said, "Sorry, it may be a bit hurtful to say this, but I think what I said should be the truth. You should know that protecting me before joining the team is a very dangerous thing, and you may lose your life at any time. I guess the person who entrusted me to you must have made it clear, otherwise you would have left because you can't stand the danger anytime, anywhere for so many years."

"You stay and continue to work hard, it must be that person who promised you great benefits."

He asked, "What I am more interested in is what promise did that person give you?"

Chen Qingshan's face became a little ugly in an instant. She took a few deep breaths before gradually calming down. She looked at Fang Jie's eyes and replied in a plain tone: "It's not a promise, it's a threat."

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Chen Qingfan is a freak in practice. He reached the eighth level in less than ten years. Such people will be treated as peerless treasures to protect them in any sect. Her senior sister Mu Xiaoyao is an extremely rare perceptual type practitioner, and she is also a rare species with a very rare kind heart that is about to extinction.

If two such amazing female disciples appear, their master must be so powerful that it is awe-inspiring. Because of this, Fang Jie is curious about what kind of people and forces can threaten them, so that the master behind them dare not stop or refuse.

Fang Jie could hear from Chen Qingsan's tone that she had deep concerns about that person... and even feared him.

There are really not many people or things in this world that can make eighth-grade masters afraid.

"perhaps……."

Chen Qingfan looked at Fang Jie's eyes and said seriously: "It won't take long before he will come to you, because... you have ruined his plan."

"plan?"

The explanation is not.

"You are a waste who cannot practice."

Chen Qingfan said.

Fang Jie frowned slightly and said with some displeasure: "You don't need to remind me about this every half hour. I know more clearly than anyone else."

Chen Qingfan supported his jaw with his hands, as if recalling the past: "Actually, the deadline he gave us is to protect you for fifteen years, because in fifteen years he will find a way to bring you back to him. Although I don't know what this method is, it is certain that you will be controlled by him at the age of fifteen. And I can't imagine what you are worthy of such a complicated protection by a person like him."

"But he told us that in fifteen years he will let you return to him, and then our mission will end, and the threat he gave us will be lifted. Fifteen years have passed... He did not come to take you away, and you did not take the initiative to go back. This only means that you have destroyed his plan."

Chen Qingshan was silent for a while, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "This is also the place where I admire my senior sister and the big dog. After your fifteenth birthday, your life and death will have nothing to do with them as agreed. After that day, even if you die in front of them and they will not be punished. But they did not leave you and kept following you to protect you, this is probably nothing to do with the so-called mission."

After hearing this, Fang Jie's heart suddenly felt moved and sad.

Guilt and warmth

The former is the relationship he said just now that he would not have. Since this era, Fang Jie has always looked at people and things with a cold-eyed mentality, forcing himself not to have any real dependence on anyone. And until this moment, when Chen Qingfan said this, he couldn't help asking himself if he would be like a big dog and Mu Xiaoyao, or would he never leave him?

meeting!

This is an answer that you can get without hesitation.

“This doesn’t feel very good.”

He suddenly said something, a little helpless.

"What?"

Chen Qingfan asked.

Fang Jie rubbed his increasingly frowning brows and sighed, "This will make me feel that I have concerns and regrets in life. With such feelings, I am afraid that I will become more and more stupid."

He asked Chen Qingfan: "Why do you say this to me? Haven't you always looked down on Dadu and Mu Xiaoyao?"

"It's to look down on me."

Chen Qing stood up and said in a calm tone: "Facts are facts. Because they look down on others, they belittle others in language and thought. Such talents are the most despised."

"If it's time to force you, you'll kill them but still won't insult them, right?"

Fang answered the question.

Chen Qingfan didn't answer and turned around and was about to leave. Just as she walked to the entrance of the teahouse, she suddenly did something that made Fang Jie blush.

She stopped at the door, and suddenly the other party with a very sweet voice and charming expression explained: "I agreed... you are here to accompany me tonight. I am ready to prepare you to adapt to me. Spring night is short, I will put on the mirror and wait for a while by the window... Don't make me anxious."

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After Chen Qingfan left, Fang Jie did not get up. He was still sitting by the window of the teahouse, looking at the big dog who was arguing with an old dog selling dog on the street, and Mu Xiaowa, who was standing on the side of the road in a hot red dress, waiting for him. Thinking of what Chen Qingfan said before, he felt really warm.

Also very confused.

Fifteen years is a deadline.

What kind of deadline?

He carefully wanted to find some clues from his fifteen years of life. There was no need or reason for Chen Qingfan to deceive him. Since she said these things, it must have existed. So Fang Jie tried to find some useful things by relying on memories, but after one picture after another in his mind was collected, he did not find any noteworthy fragments.

Fifteen years

Those who protect themselves

My strange escape career

A mysterious and terrifying manipulator behind the scenes

Why are these?

After these problems were gathered together, Fang Jie's mind became more and more confused. He forced himself not to think about it and find the most fundamental reason. At this moment, his mind suddenly lit up, as if he had found a direction.

"I don't know what you really deserve to be so troublesome."

The words from Chen Qingfan seem to be the direction you should look for.

"Yes... What is the point of being a practice waste like me worth so much trouble? I tried to control my people just when I started my second life... What are you planning to do? What do you want from me again?"

This is not something you can figure it out immediately by thinking about it carefully, so Fang Jie didn't plan to waste time in the teahouse. He got up and left, and went to the street to find Mu Xiaoyao and Dadu.

At this moment, he suddenly discovered something else when he looked at the big dog who was arguing with the old dog selling man. His curiosity about this made him temporarily forget his troubles.
To be continued...