Chapter 1647: Don't want this old face
Chapter 1647 This old face is gone
"Wait, Elder Qiu, don't worry." Before Lorne finished speaking, Chang Wanfa quickly stepped forward and pulled the swing sword aside.
"Elder Qiu, you have to think about it clearly, are you really going to give up all your previous work like this?" Chang Wanfa asked in a low voice.
"This girl is simply deceiving people too much. I have lived such a long time in Swing Sword, and I have never experienced such a frustration before." Swing Sword said buzzingly.
"Then, do you think it is better to receive the breath of a moment, or is it better to receive the breath of the whole life?" Chang Wanfa was not angry, and said slowly and rationally.
Swing Sword's expression stagnated, and immediately understood the meaning of Chang Wanfa.
If Lorne stayed in Nanlizong, he would not be able to hold his head up in his entire life. If he could leave Nanlizong, he would be worthless even if he was temporarily angry. Thinking of this in his heart, the anger on his face faded a lot.
"It's just three to five hundred medium-grade holy spirit stones. Thousands of us have gone out. Are we still short of these three to five hundred? Can't bear the children, can't catch the wolves." Noting the change in the look of the swing sword, Chang Wanfa Said while the iron was hot.
This is very reasonable. The two thousand medium-grade holy spirit stones have already been released, so why bother with a few hundreds of catties and give up all previous efforts.
"But I gave her the last bit of wealth last time, and now I really can't get it out." Swing Sword was finally moved by him, but said dejectedly.
Think about his magnificent technical elder, who even drank the celebration wine and counted on the fake public to help his private, how can he get a holy spirit stone?
"Or, let's borrow some from our disciples," Chang Wanfa said.
Nan Lizong is also a middle-grade sect at any rate. Many disciples are from extraordinary backgrounds, especially those from the inner sect. As long as they are willing to speak, hundreds of middle-grade holy spirit stones can still be collected.
"What, the dignified elder borrowed money from his disciple, do we need this old face any more?" Swing Qianjian got angry again when he heard this.
"Otherwise, do you have a better way?" Chang Wanfa glanced at Swing Sword and said coldly.
The Swing Sword was stunned again, and besides that, he really couldn't think of any other way.
"Elder Qiu, forbearance for a while, take a step back, and the sky is broad." After a moment of silence, Chang Wanfa said with emotion.
"Well, then we will go find some disciples to borrow some." Swing Qianjian finally made up his mind.
If you think about it, it’s not a big deal to lose face for a while. As long as you can let Lorne leave Nanlizong, he will be able to get back the lost face sooner or later. If she is allowed to stay in Nanlizong for the rest of her life, Don't even think about raising your head.
"This is your own idea. You can't blame me in the future." Seeing Swing Sword finally let go, Chang Wanfa let out a long sigh of relief, and continued.
In fact, as long as he is cheeky, he can borrow it himself, but how can he go alone for such a shameful thing? If you want to go, you have to drag the swing sword together.
I was just afraid that this old guy would regret it in the future and blame him, so I didn’t forget to add such a sentence to leave aside the relationship.
"I see, I won't blame you." Swing Sword said angrily.
The two have been fighting secretly for many years. Why didn't he know what Chang Wanfa thought, but now the two people share the same honor and disgrace. It can be said that they are grasshoppers on a rope, and he doesn't bother to care about so much.
Ah, my heart is bitter, their old faces are really wiped off.
(End of this chapter)












