Ye Xiaochuan's heart was bleeding, but his gambling was good. Even if he lost everything, he would still have to pay. He understood the principle of being willing to admit defeat. The money he had stolen from Cangyunmen over the years was basically in Guangnatang.
Lost money in black market gambling.
At this time, Xiaochi's beauty and special identity once again played an important role. Originally, he had to pay out more than 20,000 taels of silver to the disciples of the Demon Cult, including the principal and interest. In the end, he only paid out more than 17,000 taels, leaving the rest
They all bought candies for Xiaochi to eat.
Looking at the less than one thousand taels of silver notes left in his hand, Ye Xiaochuan wanted to cry but had no tears.
The house leaked and it rained all night, and the boat was late and encountered a storm. Xiaochi grabbed all the remaining bank notes from Ye Xiaochuan and tapped them in his hand. Although it was not enough for the equity he invested in the first place, he could recover some of it at this moment.
Some.
Before Ye Xiaochuan could speak, Xiaochi put the banknotes in his belly pocket and said: "Brother Xiaochuan, these banknotes belong to me. Now that we are separated, I won't open the market jointly with you. I will go find the owner."
Brother Shui, Sister Baili, you can play alone."
Ye Xiaochuan was about to cry but had no tears. He was heartbroken and despairing. He cursed that people's hearts are not ancient and the world is in trouble.
Jie Se, a guy who has breasts and is a mother, after learning that Ye Xiaochuan was penniless, he immediately fell under Xiaochi's pleated skirt like a weed, followed behind Xiaochi to show his courtesy, and kept saying that he just saw him
The bet was that the disciples of the Demon Cult would win. Ye Xiaochuan's pressure prevented him from saying anything, so he lost so much money.
Yang Shijiu was the only one left beside Ye Xiaochuan.
Yang Jiujiu held Wangcai in his arms with an indifferent expression on his face, completely ignoring that his senior brother had just lost a pair of underwear, and watched with interest the competition on the third ring that was not over yet.
Ye Xiaochuan really didn't have a penny left on him now, so he naturally wouldn't rob sister Xiaochi of her money. He tilted his neck and looked at Yang Jiu, feeling that Yang Jiu was a big golden pig that was being slaughtered.
Yang Jiu felt very uncomfortable when Ye Xiaochuan looked at him. He took off his purse from his waist and said, "I only have one hundred and twenty taels of silver."
Ye Xiaochuan poured out the broken silver and counted it. It seemed that there was still one hundred and twenty taels. It was estimated that the little girl had spent some recently, and there was only one hundred and eighty taels left, plus twelve copper coins.
He unceremoniously put all the money into his arms, and kept complaining that Yang Shijiu's family was so rich, why didn't he take more with him when he went out?
When the two of them walked to the ninth ring, Yun Qiyou had already won and walked off the ring. The last battle of the ten rings today also ended one after another. The bosses of both sides had already flown into the air and left the Duantian Cliff.
, other disciples also left Yukong in groups after the battle.
The setting sun is golden, very beautiful and brilliant. Coupled with the countless streamers of swords and the surrounding glaciers and snow-capped mountains, the whole world is like a colorful world of sparkling crystals.
Ye Xiaochuan, who was in a bad mood, had no intention of enjoying the beautiful sunset at the moment. In his opinion, the orange sky looked like a piece of shit.
"Hey, isn't this the God of Gamblers? Why are you so disgraced?"
Bailiyuan smiled happily.
Ye Xiaochuan ignored her and went with his junior sister to join the large army at Cangyun Gate not far away.
"Junior Brother Xiaochuan, I heard that you lost tens of thousands of taels of silver just now? Is it true? You spend a lot of money, you are very generous. If you have a lot of money and no place to spend it, why not lend me a few thousand taels to buy some jewelry and clothes?
It's better than your idleness."
The person who is more annoying than Baili Yuan is Gu Pan'er. She will never miss any opportunity to attack Ye Xiaochuan.
Ye Xiaochuan was furious and shouted: "I still have a pair of underwear that hasn't been washed in ten years, do you want it?"
Gu Pan'er blinked her big eyes and said, "If you dare to take it off now, I dare to take it!"
Ye Xiaochuan became angry and said: "This is what you said!"
Immediately he started to take off his belt. Countless people around him looked in this direction. When many young women saw Ye Xiaochuan taking off his pants, they immediately screamed and covered their eyes. It's just that the gap between the fingers was too big. This was
Are you shy or peeking?
Seeing Ye Xiaochuan acting like a rogue, Gu Pan'er had no choice but to admit defeat, cursed angrily, turned around and left.
Ye Xiaochuan pulled up his trousers and tied his belt while saying proudly: "Young man, I still can't cure you?"
In the disdainful eyes of countless people, he dragged his junior sister and drove the magic weapon towards the southeast direction of Boulder City.
Yun Qiyou clearly saw Ye Xiaochuan's rogue appearance in the crowd. She didn't know why and asked in a low voice: "Sister, what's wrong with him?"
Ning Xiangruo smiled bitterly and said: "What else can I do? I lost the bet. I heard from Xiaochi that just now in the second arena, Ye Xiaochuan opened the handicap, but the analysis turned out to be wrong, and he lost nearly 20,000 taels to the demon sect disciples with the profit.
I lost all the money I won in the first two games."
Yun Qiyou suddenly realized that this was indeed something Ye Xiaochuan could do. She still couldn't figure out why Ye Xiaochuan, a cultivator with a promising future, could be so obsessed with gold and silver.
It was completely dark when he returned to Prince Pingxi's Mansion in Boulder City. Zhao Wuji came to ask him to go out for dinner to celebrate Ning Xiangruo and Yun Qiyou's victory today. Ye Xiaochuan was in a bad mood and immediately refused to go out again and warned him.
Zhao Wuji, don't bother him if you have nothing to do.
Almost everyone in the small yard went to the front yard restaurant to drink and celebrate, but Ye Xiaochuan stared at the three paintings on the wall with flickering eyes. There were originally four paintings, and the picture of rocky pine trees in the middle was stolen by him and resold the day before yesterday.
Already.
Looking at these three large landscape scrolls, I always felt something was wrong. I patted my head and then remembered that the last time I resold the Crooked Old Pine painting, the shopkeeper said that there was something missing in the painting.
He had to turn over the book, and he only had one hundred taels of silver stolen from his junior sister. It was really difficult to turn over the book.
He unceremoniously took off all three paintings on the wall, rolled them up and hid them in the Qiankun bag. Then he began to search every corner of the room, and packed up everything that caught his eye.
Let's go, and when the people from Prince Pingxi's palace come back, they find that they have been stolen. By then, he has already fled thousands of miles back to Cangyun. Doesn't Prince Pingxi have the guts to catch up with Cangyun?
They walked out of the house slyly. The courtyard was quiet, there was no sound at all, and there were no candles lit in each room. They probably all went to the front yard to drink.
The boy suddenly rolled his eyes, turned around and walked towards Zhao Wuji's room next to him. He wanted to enter through the front door, but after thinking about it, he still had to abide by the rules of the thief, so he pushed open the window and climbed in through the window.
The room was very dark and he couldn't see anything. This didn't bother him. He took out the six-way mirror from his arms, and a fan-shaped white light shot out from the white mirror.
