Chapter 61 Bet

Chapter 61 Bet

Ning Xiangruo and other female disciples from Yuanshui Xiaozhu were around, and they couldn't help but be surprised and surprised when they heard that Ye Xiaochuan seemed to have made a bet with his junior sister Yun Qiyou at some point.

In Cangyun Sect, it is very rare for ordinary disciples and elders to see Yun Qiyou. Only the disciples of Yuanshui Xiaozhu are closer to her, and they understand Yun Qiyou better than other Cang Yunmen. There are many more Yun disciples.

In their memories, their little junior sister was as cold as water on weekdays, with a quiet personality. Apart from practicing Taoism, she had almost no other hobbies. They had never heard of Yun Qiyou being a female disciple other than Yuanshui Xiaozhu. , there are other good friends in Cangyun Sect.

Yun Qiyou's expression did not change. Naturally, she would not forget the bet. She said slowly: "I don't need your advice, but I won't break my word. Just tell me how much money you want." ? I don’t have much money, just over a hundred taels.”

After speaking, she took out a purse containing silver from her arms.

Ning Xiangruo and others around them were even more surprised. It looked like Yun Qiyou had lost the private bet between Yun Qiyou and Ye Xiaochuan!

Ye Xiaochuan was startled. Yun Qiyou's words were enough to show that during this time, she must have been able to control the Beidou God.

After a moment, he snatched the purse from Yun Qiyou's hand and weighed it in his hand. The purse was very delicate, with a white snow lotus embroidered on the front, eight white petals in full bloom, lifelike, and embroidered on the back. There is a seal character "You" on it, and a light fragrance fills the air, making people feel happy.

Ye Xiaochuan grinned and said, "I've done you such a big favor, but it's just over a hundred taels of silver, which is really a bit too little."

Although he said it was too little, he stuffed the purse into his arms unceremoniously and glanced at the red hairpin that Yun Qiyou had inserted in his hair with evil intentions.

Yun Qiyou is not a woman who loves beauty and dressing up. The red hairpin on her head looks like a worthless street stall product. It is worth two or three coins at most. There are no gorgeous carvings, nor large shell pearls or agate gems. I don’t know. After years of use, the top layer of gold paint has been polished off, revealing the gray-brown material.

Suddenly, Ye Xiaochuan seemed to be enduring the pain and said: "Forget it, we have known each other for more than a day or two. If you give me the red hairpin on your head, our bet will be settled."

"Pooh!"

Ning Xiangruo on the side snorted, stretched out her hand to pinch Ye Xiaochuan's ears, and shouted: "You kid, are you so brave that you dare to bully Junior Sister Qiyou?"

Ye Xiaochuan's ear was pinched and he hurriedly begged for mercy, shouting: "It hurts! Senior Sister Ning, please be gentle, your ear is about to fall off!"

At this moment, Yun Qiyou slowly reached out and pulled out the red hairpin stuck on the top of his head, and said: "Senior sister, please let him go. This is between him and me."

Then, she handed the Zhu Chai to Ye Xiaochuan and said, "Take it."

Ye Xiaochuan was overjoyed, took Zhu Chai, made a weird face at Ning Xiangruo and others, pulled Xiaochi and ran away.

As he ran, he said loudly: "Thank you very much! I will give you a better one another day!"

Yun Qiyou said nothing, but the senior sisters around her exploded.

Ning Xiangruo said: "Little junior sister, what's wrong with you? Why did you give Zhu Chai to that little cunning guy Ye Xiaochuan?"

Yun Qiyou said: "I once had a bet with him, but I lost. Forget it, that Zhu Chai isn't worth much."

Ning Xiangruo said strangely: "Who said it's not valuable? Is Ye Xiaochuan the kind of selfless person? Looking at how excited he was when he got the Zhu Chai, I dare say that if he got it on Cangyun's black market, there wouldn't be more than one thousand five hundred taels. He won’t take the money. And your personal wallet is even more valuable on the Cangyun black market!”

Yun Qiyou's eyebrows were furrowed and she said coldly: "Senior sister, are you saying that he wanted my red hairpin to sell it for money?"

Yang Liudi on the side said: "What do you think? This kid has made a huge fortune again. Junior sister, I'm going to help get Zhu Chai back. Don't take advantage of this kid."

Yun Qi said humorously: "No need, I owe him this. He can do whatever he wants with it."

Several women who were preparing to help the junior sister stopped chasing Ye Xiaochuan after hearing what Yun Qiyou, the official master, had said. However, everyone had a strange look on their face, shaking their heads and talking about Ye Xiaochuan. bad words.

Ye Xiaochuan pulled Xiaochi and quickly squeezed into the crowd, and quickly disappeared. After running a long way, he stopped and looked behind him, and saw that none of the female disciples from Yuanshui Xiaozhu were there. He came over and happily took out the Zhu Chai and the exquisite purse.

He smiled so obscenely that his saliva flowed out, and he kept saying over and over again: "I'm getting rich! I'm getting rich! It seems that I, Ye Xiaochuan, am indeed destined to be rich and powerful!"

Xiaochi was quite dissatisfied on the side, pouted and said: "Brother Xiaochuan, you laugh so disgustingly, do you like that Yun Qiyou? Is this a love token she gave you?"

Ye Xiaochuan knocked Xiaochi on the head and said, "Little girl, what do you know? This is all money!"

Xiaochi snorted: "What kind of money? This hairpin is made of red hairpins everywhere, and sticking it in your head is like selling straw. It's worthless at all. I think you just like her! Xiaochi is very angry! Very angry!"

Ye Xiaochuan rolled his eyes at Xiaochi, who was sulking, and said, "If you want to be angry, go away, I'm going to make a lot of money now!"

There are not many people in Cangyun Sect who can afford to buy a personal ornament from Yun Qiyou. Most of them are from wealthy families, such as his close friends, Yang Quanyong, Zhao Shilin, etc.

Ye Xiaochuan is a greedy person, and he is very good at doing business. He often plays the trick of making a profit from rare goods. Yesterday, Zhu Changshui offered him 1,000 taels to steal the red hairpin on Yun Qiyou's head. The price of this red hairpin on the black market must be far more than this amount.

He wandered around in the crowd in the square, and when he saw a familiar and wealthy young male disciple, he whispered a few words in his ear. Everyone who heard his voice showed an incredible expression, and then nodded hurriedly, saying: "I will definitely come, I will definitely come!"

Ye Xiaochuan didn't want to watch the next few fights. In the afternoon, there were still two rounds left. He came to the north Kun position to watch the competition between No. 66 Sun Yao and Zhao Hu.

Zhao Hu's cultivation was good, and Sun Yao was an outstanding figure among the young disciples of this generation. The fight between the two attracted many disciples to watch.

Zhao Hu was as his name suggested, tall and strong, like a tiger or a bear. He danced with an earth-based magic weapon, the Eight Desolate Sword, impenetrable. The dark yellow magic weapon shone layer upon layer, endlessly, and the defense coefficient was almost off the charts.

Sun Yao's goal was to be in the top ten and to qualify for the fight at Duan Tianya. He knew that Zhao Hu's cultivation was far behind his own, and he wanted to win as soon as possible to save his strength for the fight later.

But Zhao Hu's cultivation was an earth-based magic weapon with extremely strong defense. For a whole stick of incense, Sun Yao did not break the defensive sword circle set up by Zhao Hu with the Eight Desolate Immortal Sword.