Chapter 320 Pit to Classmates (Book Friend Role)

Vitality is on the ears. That small voice was clearly heard by Jian Chen at this moment.

"Why isn't my sword worth fifty thousand taels?" The boy said dissatisfied. The tone bordered on growling. It seems that his sword is looked down upon and he is angry.

Hear the words of this young man. The steward's forehead is covered with black lines. What kind of sword is this? The whole burning stick is about the same. Black does not slip in autumn. There is no sword at all. Even the blade can be said to be none. Scrap iron is estimated to have to be considered before collecting.

"I'm sorry. This treasure is powerless in our treasure cabinet. Please try it elsewhere." The steward forced a smile and said to the young man. Although the heart is a thousand dissatisfactions. But it still pressed down. After all, open the door to do business. If the reputation of the Treasure Pavilion is ruined in their own hands. I'm afraid I don't have to mix it up.

"Childe. You've got everything you need here."

Just as Jian Chen listened to the drama over there. The steward who greeted Jian Chen just now was already standing beside Jian Chen with a bag of things. Jian Chen came back to his senses at this time. I saw the steward wave his hand. The ground around Jian Chen's side moved. Several walls rose out of thin air.

The sword dust divine sense tried to poke out. I found that this wall completely blocked my divine consciousness. Even that bag. I can't even detect what's inside. I couldn't help but be surprised. Secretly sighed, this treasure pavilion's methods are really extraordinary. Satisfaction has also risen a bit. After all, these are a kind of protection for yourself. After all, Piff is not guilty. Guilty of guilt.

Jian Chen didn't know that his transaction volume was not high. There are more private rooms for high transaction volumes. There is also a space ring to give. There is no need for such a special bag at all.

When everything was done, the steward poured out all the contents of the bag. Place it in front of the sword dust and let the sword dust inspect it.

A wisp of sword dust poked out. Several materials on the countertop were quickly confirmed. Slowly nodded: "Not bad. The quality is all superb. Thank you, steward."

"No, I don't. The things sold in the Treasure Pavilion are always of high quality. Sir, you need a total of 87,000 taels here. This is the price after the Treasure Gold Order is discounted." The steward put the materials back into the bag. The price is quoted. Then he inadvertently glanced at Jian Chen.

"Eighty-seven thousand taels." Hearing this price, Jian Chen was slightly surprised. The price is a lot lower than I thought. I couldn't help asking, "How much discount can this golden order have?"

The steward was slightly stunned when he heard Jian Chen's words. Some didn't understand why Jian Chen asked this question. If it weren't for the fact that the Golden Order had its own confirmation measures. He had to suspect that Jian Chen's golden order was stolen. Although my mind turned around for a long time. But the steward quickly replied, "Seven folds."

"Seven folds. No wonder." Jian Chen nodded. Right hand Ichiban. A full 87,000 taels of bronzed silver tickets appeared in his hand. These silver tickets are all from the Treasure Pavilion's own bank. Although I dare not say that it is common to the whole continent. But at least the Treasure Cabinet still recognizes it.

"Steward, order." Jian Chen said lightly. The tone hasn't changed a bit. It seems that this is not more than 80,000 taels of silver tickets. It's just some waste paper.

The steward took the silver ticket from Jian Chen's hand. His gaze was on the space ring on Jian Chen's hand and he stayed a little longer. The space ring is not standard. The color is dark. There is a simple but very quaint-looking pattern carved on it. He didn't recognize it just now. I couldn't help but move. He said silently: "It is really not ordinary people who can have a golden order."

"I don't know what else Childe needs." The steward took the silver ticket, just glanced at it and put it away. smiled at Jian Chen.

"Nope."

Jian Chen waved his hand. It cost more than 80,000 taels to buy some materials. If you don't have some savings in your ring. I'm afraid this one will give me a headache.

Closed. Jian Chen stood up. Say hello to the steward. He didn't leave, but walked over to the boy. Somehow . When that young man first appeared, he actually attracted Yuan Wu of Sword Dust. This is very rare.

Since the breakthrough of the sword dust. That Yuanwu is like an uncle. No matter what means Sword Dust uses, he can't even think of mobilizing it. But just now when the young man appeared, he actually moved. For this alone, Jian Chen's needs to go over and contact this young man.

Walking into some sword dust, I found that this young man's outfit was a little peculiar. He was wearing the skin of an unknown beast. There is no delicate sewing. Just a simple cut is worn on the body. Chest slightly open. It looks quite powerful.

Luck up the breath trick. Jian Chen's slight probe of this ghost's light cold. A trace of doubt disappeared from his face. Instead, there was a deep sense of horror. Jian Chen, who had always been unable to change the color of Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, was shocked for the first time.

"I can't see through this person's realm." Jian Chen repeatedly confirmed that he was a little unbelievably muttering to himself. Jian Chen knew that with his current soul power and the Breath Gathering Technique, even the martial spirit himself could see a thing or two. But this teenager of his own age can't see the depth himself. Although there are talented people in the country. But the gap is so big that it can be a little hard to accept.

"Not true. It doesn't seem that powerful." Jian Chen's judgment after a moment's thought. If this boy is really strong enough to a realm. Then it should be the same as the feeling that the stars give themselves. As deep as the sea. Can't figure it out. But the power that this young man gave to Jian Chen was quite intuitive. Although the power is very hidden.

"I didn't really sell you this weapon. After a while, I'll redeem it when I have money." The boy seemed a little unwilling. Said to the steward.

"I'm sorry. I really don't accept this number." The steward's temper is also good. I didn't have a seizure, but I just refused as I had just done.

This rejection of the boy can be regarded as a complete death. Holding the iron lump in his hand, he wanted to go down.

The moment the boy turned around. Jian Chen can also see the sword in the young man's mouth clearly. But it's really a bit uncomplimentary. Dark torso. Not as sharp as a normal longsword. It can be said that even the position of the blade of the sword has to be carefully identified to be seen.

But this sword is not useless. The long sword's dark sword body is not known to be the material itself. It was added by the blacksmith later. Forming a peculiar pattern of Dow. Jian Chen couldn't help but pay more attention.

"Wait. I wonder if you can transfer this sword to me." Jian Chen stepped forward. Stopped the boy who was about to leave.

"You're willing to take my sword." The young man looked at the sword dust and flipped over. Jian Chen's eyes don't look like someone who can afford the price. There was a heavy suspicion in his tone.

The steward was a little dumbfounded. Is there really someone who is wronged? He had also noticed Sword Dust just now. And one of their competitors just made a deal. The first impression of Jian Chen, naturally, was not very good. I don't bother to persuade Jian Chen. Leave on your own. Let the two of them talk slowly.

"Do you think I'm joking?" Jian Chen asked rhetorically with a smile on his face.

"Not really. But did you know I'm just mortgaging this thing? When I have money, I'm going to redeem it. You must not sell it to anyone else." The young man looked at Jian Chen. Jian Chen's clear eyes made him choose to believe.

"Yes. Can you show me your sword first?" Jian Chen looked at the young man with a smile.

The young man slowly handed the sword to Jian Chen's hand. A look of pain flashed in his eyes. Jian Chen was a little strange, how much this young man needed money, and he actually needed to sell his own precious weapon.

See teenagers like this. Jian Chen's expression straightened. Take the long sword with both hands.

As soon as the long sword is in hand. It feels heavy. Much heavier than any sword he'd ever used. I couldn't help but frown. How much arm strength does it take to wield such a heavy sword?

Seeing Jian Chen, he picked up his long sword steadily. The young man was also a little surprised. He knew the weight of the sword. Except for myself and my grandfather, no one can take it so easily.

The vitality in Jian Chen's body is about to surge. Dip into the sword. Only then did I find that the vitality in my body was suppressed and almost solidified. Unable to move.

"This." Jian Chen's expression couldn't stay calm anymore. This weapon's ability to suppress vitality is too great. The vitality in the body can't move at all. If it weren't for Jian Chen's confirmation that this young man didn't mean to hurt himself. He had already thrown the sword away.

"This suppression effect is a little inferior to the Ice Sword." I sighed in my heart. The look on his face also returned. Then he handed the sword back to the boy.

"If the mortgage is in my place, you can rest assured. I can give 100,000 taels." Jian Chen's heart was broken. Doubling the price at the moment. It's not that Jian Chen's kindness. It's just that even the mortgage is definitely worth the price.

"No, I don't. Fifty thousand taels is enough." The boy shook his head. It's like a rattle.

"Hmm." Jian Chen was even more puzzled. What the hell is this boy for? He doesn't need to pay him a high price. There is such a good thing in the world. But it was surprising.

Jian Chen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the determined gaze in the young man's eyes: "It's okay. Fifty thousand taels is fifty thousand taels. Here are 50,000 taels of silver tickets. You can count them."

Jian Chen took out fifty thousand taels of silver tickets from the space ring and handed them to the young man.

"Don't count. I can trust you." The young man threw the long sword in his hand to the sword dust. This time I wasn't as reluctant as I was just now. Just thinking of something and saying, "Treat him well. I'll get you back in a short time."

"My name is Jian Chen. If you want the sword back, just come to Canglan Academy and find me. Feel free to do so." Jian Chen then remembered that this young man didn't even seem to know who he was, so he called his sword into his hand. It seems that there is a little bit of a lack of root scriptures.

"You're from Canglan Academy." The young man was overjoyed when he heard Jian Chen's words. Grabbed Jian Chen, asked.

"Hmm. Not yet. But it's also fast. What's wrong?" Jian Chen was a little puzzled by this startled young man.

"Hmm. My name is Ghost Light Cold. I'm going to study at Canglan College this year. So it's very convenient for me to find you when the time comes. Now I'm more at ease with this sword." Ghost Qinghan let go of Jian Chen's hand and exhaled. Said happily.

"This. That's pretty classmate." Jian Chen was speechless for a moment. Is this a self-pit classmate?

(Book friend character Ghost Light Cold. Courtesy of Devil May Cry. The next book buddy character is expected to come out this weekend. Everyone can leave their wishes in the book review area to appear in the supporting role. Sorghum will be arranged according to the plot. Friends on the mobile phone station can comment directly. Sorghum will also go up to see it regularly.)