"If anyone wants your personal belongings, take them all out and the rest belongs to me."
Chen Qingyuan speaks out.
"..." For some reason, Murong Wenxi felt that her appearance had been greatly humiliated, and her eyes were about to burst into flames.
If it weren't for the sake of survival, Murong Wenxi would have definitely drawn his sword by now and beat Chen Qingyuan to a pulp to vent his anger.
After hesitating for a moment, Murong Wenxi used an ordinary Qiankun bag to put away his personal belongings, and then handed the jade bracelet and all the resources inside it to Chen Qingyuan.
Chen Qingyuan was very satisfied, like a profiteer.
"That's okay!"
Murong Wenxi gritted his teeth and said angrily.
"I will try my best to protect you during this period, as if you owe me a favor."
You can’t lack what you need, and naturally you can’t lack human kindness.
"You want all my belongings and still want me to remember your favor. What's the point of this?"
Murong Wenxi asked loudly.
"You can't say that, let me explain it to you." Chen Qingyuan said seriously: "If I hadn't saved you just now, you would have been dead by now, and these resources will definitely belong to me. But I have a kind heart and used extremely precious resources.
The elixir is in your body, and all these resources combined are not worth it. You will follow me for the next few days, which has a big impact on my life and safety. Don't you owe me a favor?
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The elixir was indeed precious, but Chen Qingyuan got it for nothing without paying any price.
For some reason, after listening to Chen Qingyuan's absurd reasoning, Murong Wenxi felt that it made some sense.
Taking a deep breath, Murong Wenxi compromised again: "Okay, even if this girl owes you a favor, I will pay it back in the future."
"So sensible." Chen Qingyuan grinned and couldn't help but praise: "Smart and beautiful women like Miss Murong are really rare!"
"Hmph!" Murong Wenxi snorted coldly, gave Chen Qingyuan a roll of his eyes, and said sarcastically: "I rarely see people as greedy for money as you."
"I can't help it. I have been afraid of poverty since I was a child. How can I compare with Miss Murong."
Chen Qingyuan sighed softly.
"Are you poor? Xuan Qingzong has pampered you so much that you have the nerve to cry about being poor?"
These words made Murong Wenxi very unhappy and asked.
"You don't understand. Although the sect treats me very well, its resources are limited. It only gives me a little every month, which is not enough! In order to develop myself, I can only expand my career outside."
To this day, Chen Qingyuan has only suffered once, and that was Bai Xixue of Dongyi Palace.
At that time, Chen Qingyuan was moved by Bai Xixue's persistence, fell in love with her, and was willing to become a Taoist couple. Many of the resources he received at that time were given to Bai Xixue.
Unfortunately, things change and people change.
"There are few people in the world as shameless as you."
Murong Wenxi cursed.
"Thank you for the compliment."
However, Chen Qingyuan always does not follow the routine. Not only is he not angry, but he also feels comfortable.
At this point, Murong Wenxi completely gave up and didn't say a word.
The two walked side by side to the nearby mountains and found a safe cave.
If you stay here, you won't have to suffer the cold wind of the Dead Realm, and it will be a little cleaner.
Along the way, the two of them saw a lot of corpses, all of which had just died. They were probably wiped out by the red mist storm.
Looking at these corpses, Murong Wenxi's inner worry increased. He didn't know what the condition of his tribe was now and whether they were still alive.
Hiding in the cave, a fire was lit to dispel the darkness.
Murong Wenxi recalled what had just happened. There were a few wisps of red mist drifting in with the cold wind. They strangely avoided Chen Qingyuan's position and headed in other directions.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
If you are contaminated with the red mist, you will definitely end up miserable.
"It's really strange."
Murong Wenxi murmured in his heart. Although he was extremely curious, he did not ask any questions.
"We will stay here for a few months, and then we can leave when the red mist dissipates."
After much deliberation, Chen Qingyuan planned to send Murong Wenxi out safely, and then secretly return to the Death Realm. Since he would not be affected by the laws of the Dead Realm, there was no need to worry. He would dress up in disguise and everyone would be there.
Can't recognize it.
"Thank you." With Chen Qingyuan nearby, Murong Wenxi felt very relaxed as he could not feel the oppression of the Law of Death.
"If you really want to thank me, keep it for me if you have something good in the future, and give it to me next time we meet."
Chen Qingyuan does not need verbal thanks, it has no practical meaning.
Sure enough, you can't be polite with this guy, he's too aggressive.
Murong Wenxi wanted to meditate to heal his injuries, but found that there was no spiritual stone in his body, and he suddenly felt uncomfortable.
After hesitating for a long time, Murong Wenxi looked at Chen Qingyuan, who was sitting beside him with his eyes closed, and whispered: "Hey!"
"What are you doing?" Chen Qingyuan did not open his eyes and looked lazy.
"I gave you all the spiritual stones I have on me, can you lend me some?"
If possible, Murong Wenxi really didn't want to say this.
"We can discuss borrowing spiritual stones."
Chen Qingyuan slowly opened his eyes, business came!
This is the reason why Chen Qingyuan can collect so many bills. He is not a profiteer, but he helps others and earns some hard work at the same time.
"How much do you want to borrow?"
Chen Qingyuan asked.
"One thousand middle-grade spiritual stones."
Murong Wenxi calculated the time and realized that he might have to stay for a while, so he asked for more.
"Okay." Chen Qingyuan nodded: "Let's make an agreement first. If we borrow one thousand, you will have to pay back three thousand when the time comes."
"You're a profiteer!" Murong Wenxi was unhappy.
"Would you like to borrow it?"
Chen Qingyuan was convinced of Murong Wenxi and acted like he wanted to borrow her money.
"Borrow!" Taking a deep breath, Murong Wenxi suppressed the restlessness deep in his heart and nodded through gritted teeth.
"It's empty words, let's put down the evidence!"
As he spoke, Chen Qingyuan took out a pen and paper, as well as the red clay for pressing his fingerprints.
Seeing Chen Qingyuan take out this set of procedures familiarly, Murong Wenxi was shocked: "Do you have any friends like this?"
"Yes!" Chen Qingyuan suddenly thought of several bad friends and said with a smile: "Would you like me to introduce them to you?"
"Forget it, there's no need."
Murong Wenxi signed her name and pressed her fingerprints aggrievedly. She didn't want to know someone like Chen Qingyuan again.
"I will be your creditor from now on. Miss Murong, you must live well. Remember to pay back when you have money in the future."
Chen Qingyuan kept the written receipt. It was a proof and he was not afraid of being denied.
Looking at the thousand pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones in front of him, Murong Wenxi felt like crying without tears, and his heart was extremely complicated. Because these spiritual stones still had the seal of the Murong family, they were originally hers.
To use your own spiritual stones, you still need to set up an IOU, and the interest triples.
Chen Qingyuan, I have been unlucky for eight lifetimes since I met you.
With this anger, Murong Wenxi began to refine spirit stones and worked hard to repair his injuries.
"You have nothing to do, let's have something to eat!"
Chen Qingyuan knew how to enjoy life, so he took an iron frame and placed it on the fire, then cut some meat from spiritual beasts and started grilling it.