Chapter 9 A Greedy Person

Chapter 9 People who are greedy for money

After breakfast, Ye Xiaochuan used his meager amount of real energy to heal Yun Qiyou's injuries.

Yun Qiyou did not wake up immediately and remained in a coma.

After dark, Ye Xiaochuan saw that Yun Qiyou's clothes were thin, so he took off his own clothes and covered Yun Qiyou's body. He huddled in the corner of the stone wall, rubbing his hands, his face turning blue from the cold.

The next day, Ye Xiaochuan was in a daze and felt a biting cold air. He shuddered and stood up. Unexpectedly, his head hit the stone wall, which made him scream in pain.

The next moment, a white sword light as bright as autumn water touched his throat with a whoosh.

He was startled, and when he took a closer look, his face immediately turned pale.

Yun Qiyou stood in front of him, holding the Chen-Zhan Divine Sword in his hand. The snow-white sword light was pressed against his neck. If he moved the Divine Sword forward one step further, he was afraid that his whole body would be splattered with blood and he would die within five steps. on the spot.

Ye Xiaochuan's legs went weak. Even though it was an extremely cold winter, a few drops of cold sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.

He said tremblingly: "Yun, Yun...Senior Sister Yun, what are you doing? I saved your life. It's fine if you don't repay me with your body. Why do you want to kill me?"

Yun Qiyou stared at Ye Xiaochuan with her bright eyes, moved her lips slightly, and said coldly: "Who are you?"

Ye Xiaochuan was ashamed.

Thinking that he has traversed Cangyun for fifteen years and stolen all the twelve peaks of reincarnation. Whether he is an inner disciple of Cangyun Sect or an outer disciple of several other peaks, including the handyman servants, who doesn't recognize him as a big rat of Cangyun? Ye Xiaochuan’s?

However, this Yun Qiyou didn't recognize him!

Yun Qiyou is taller and more beautiful than Gu Pan'er, has higher moral conduct and is more famous than Gu Pan'er. In the past few years, some good people in the world have selected the eighteen most outstanding young disciples of the righteous and demonic sects today, six of them respectively. The young master, the six fairies, and the six weirdos.

This Yun Qiyou is none other than Fairy Ling Bing, one of the six fairies.

Although she had a cold and eccentric personality, she was extremely beautiful. There were countless young talents in the world who fell in love with her in her white dress.

Ye Xiaochuan has never denied that he is a greedy and lustful villain. Although he cannot offend Yun Qiyou, he is also a man. Deep in his heart, he has never lacked Yun Qiyou, the lover of his dreams.

As a result, I was very depressed. My goddess, my dream lover, didn’t even recognize me!

A sense of frustration emerged.

He laughed dryly and said: "I, my name is Ye Xiaochuan, I am the only disciple of Master Zui of Cangyun Sect!"

He obviously emphasized his tone when he said "the only disciple of Drunken Taoist".

Yun Qiyou did not put down the divine sword in his hand, and said slowly: "Why are you thinking about Guoya?"

Ye Xiaochuan smiled bitterly and said: "You think I want to stay here? Didn't I steal something from that tigress Gu Pan'er a while ago and was caught by her? I was punished like this by Uncle Yunhe, who was in charge of Cangyun's punishment. I’ve been thinking about crossing the cliff for three months, and it’s only been six days now!”

When Yun Qiyou heard this, he finally slowly lowered the sword in his hand.

When Ye Xiaochuan saw the edge of the Divine Sword leaving his neck, he gasped for air and sat down on the cliff with lingering fear on his face.

The night before, Yun Qiyou forcibly performed the Beidou God-killing Sword Technique, but she suffered a backlash from the power. However, her own cultivation level was extremely high. After two days of rest, she had recovered some strength.

She said: "You have been here for six days? How long have I been unconscious?"

Ye Xiaochuan said: "You have been in a coma for about two days and two nights. I repeat it again, that night you were practicing your sword here, and you were weak when you used the Beidou God-killing Sword Technique. As a result, you suffered a backlash and fell from the sky. Come down, it’s me…”

As he spoke, he pointed at his nose and said: "It was me, Ye Xiaochuan, who risked his life to hold you, otherwise you would have been unconscious at the time, and you would have been broken into pieces if you fell! Later, it was also me, Ye Xiaochuan, who did not hesitate to spend real money. Yuan will heal you. Although I only have the cultivation level of the fourth level of the Divine Sea and there is not much real energy in my meridians, but..."

Yun Qiyou looked at Ye Xiaochuan, interrupted him, and said, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Ye Xiaochuan smiled and said: "To sum it up in one sentence, I am your benefactor. I have saved your life. I don't ask you to repay me with your body, work as a cow or horse, etc., but if you can Give me one hundred and eighty taels of silver. As your savior, I will definitely feel very happy."

Yun Qiyou finally understood that Ye Xiaochuan Luo Liba said so much, it turned out to be money! I was a little stunned for a moment.

Seeing Yun Qiyou's changing expression, Ye Xiaochuan said cautiously: "Maybe seventy taels will be fine, or if it doesn't work, just thirty or fifty taels will be fine... Senior Sister Yun, you won't be so stingy, will you? Ten taels, no more It’s too low! Eight taels, the price is eight taels!”

Ye Xiaochuan's price dropped from one hundred taels to eight taels, but Yun Qiyou didn't say anything, just tilted his head and looked at him with those clear but cold eyes.

Finally, Ye Xiaochuan gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and said: "Let's not talk about the eight taels, five taels! Just five taels! I said, eldest sister, I have given you so much zhenqi, and even on a snowy day, I will also give you clothes Take it off to protect you from the cold. I'm almost frozen into a popsicle. These five taels of silver are not enough for me to buy medicine to replenish my body."

"I have no money."

Yun Qi said humorously.

"What?"

Ye Xiaochuan rolled his eyes and said unhappily: "Who are you trying to fool? You are the most proud disciple of Master Jingshui, and one of the six fairies in the world. Not to mention in Cangyun Sect, even if you look at the world, you are a first-class young master. You say you have no money now? Just look at my weathered face and you will know that I have been through many battles. What scene have I not seen? You have no money? Humph, I don't believe it!"

Yun Qiyou said lightly: "I really have no money, but you did save my life. In order to prevent others from saying that I, Yun Qiyou, don't know how to repay gratitude, I have a way to resolve the grievances between you and me."

Ye Xiaochuan was overjoyed and said: "What method, tell me?"

Yun Qiyou lowered his head silently, looking at the Zhanchen Divine Sword in his hand, and said: "Only you and I know that you saved me. Wouldn't it be easier for me to kill and silence them?"

Ye Xiaochuan was shocked.

If this was said by someone else, he might just laugh it off. But Yun Qiyou did kill fellow disciples. That was three years ago. She killed a disciple of the inner sect of the Samsara Peak who had blasphemous intentions towards her with a sword.

So, Ye Xiaochuan didn't think Yun Qiyou was joking.

He shrank his neck, took a few steps back, and said awkwardly: "Senior Sister Yun, I was joking with you just now! We are from the same clan and the same lineage. Helping each other is the moral obligation of fellow disciples. What's the point of talking about silver rewards? Isn't this hurting the pure fellow disciple relationship between you and me?"

Yun Qiyou said lightly: "If you don't ask me for money, I still have to settle accounts with you. Did you touch me during the time I was unconscious?"

"God and heaven are my conscience! How could I take advantage of someone's misfortune and do such a shameless thing? Who in Cangyun doesn't know that I, Ye Xiaochuan, am a gentleman who returns lost property, is chivalrous and righteous, and is righteous and upright... a gentleman..."

His voice became smaller and smaller as he spoke, and he seemed to be a little guilty.

Thinking of all the deeds in the past, it seems that the adjectives such as returning lost property, chivalrous, righteous, and gentleman have nothing to do with me.

If I say that I am afraid of death, vulgar and lustful, stealing, valuing money, cheating, gambling, etc., it is quite appropriate to my image.

Yun Qiyou didn't know that Ye Xiaochuan was feeling uneasy at the moment. When she woke up in the morning, she checked her body. Her belt was not loose, and she was still covered with Ye Xiaochuan's clothes. She knew that what he said was probably true. During the time when she was unconscious, this person did not flirt with her.

If she found that her clothes were disheveled after she woke up, Ye Xiaochuan would not have lived so long, and he would have killed him with a sword long ago.

Yun Qiyou said slowly: "I will believe you for now, but there is one thing you must remember. If you dare to spread the news that I failed to practice the Beidou Zhushen Sword Art in the back mountain, and let the third person know about it except you and me, I will kill you with my own hands."

After saying that, the magic sword slashed, and a white sword light shot out, slashing the cliff behind Ye Xiaochuan.

With a loud bang, a deep mark was immediately slashed on the stone wall. The powerful sword energy even shook off the vines coiled on the stone wall.

After Yun Qiyou slashed with the sword, he turned around and waved his sleeves, flying towards the front mountain of the Samsara Peak.