Like comforting a sad child who had been wronged, Yun Qiyou held Ye Xiaochuan in his arms and whispered softly.
The feelings that have been suppressed for many years are released at this moment.
The bad relationship between Zhan Chen and Wu Feng was not blocked by their footsteps after all. They were naturally attracted to each other. This was their fate.
Ye Xiaochuan was really drunk tonight. He found a very comfortable position, lay in Yun Qiyou's arms and slowly fell asleep, like a baby.
In the early morning of the next day, Ye Xiaochuan woke up after being peeed. When he woke up, he found that he was still lying on the sand dune, covered with a white blanket.
Opening my eyes and looking at the rising morning glow, I suddenly saw a very long figure stretched out. Yun Qiyou, with fluttering white clothes, stood under the rising glow. She looked so holy, as if the endless glow was emanating from her body.
It came out average.
Ye Xiaochuan looked at Yun Qiyou's back and was in a daze. He tried hard to recall what happened last night, but he couldn't remember it. He only remembered that he came here to drink alone. When did Yun Qiyou come?
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It seemed that in the dream, there was a very beautiful woman whispering something in a low voice.
He lifted the blanket and chose the latter between greeting Yun Qiyou or peeing first. It was not because his bladder could hold urine, but because he saw righteous disciples everywhere outside Tucheng, both men and women.
As a dignified and upright young man, how could he let others see him urinating and urinating anywhere?
The blanket was not his. There was a faint fragrance on it, and it was obviously Yun Qiyou's. However, Ye Xiaochuan didn't mind taking it in his pocket. Maybe he could sell it for a good price when he returned to Cangyun Gate.
Yuanyang's real death had a great impact on him, but he was a free and easy person, and his grief was always deep in his heart. Yesterday's uncontrollable crying was an uncontrollable expression of his emotions. No one will see him mourning Yuanyang again in the future.
If you really shed a tear, the next tears will only flow from your heart.
Just as he was about to put Yun Qiyou's blanket into his Qiankun bag, Yun Qiyou discovered what he was hiding. Yun Qiyou did not turn around, and still faced the rising sun with his back to him.
She said calmly: "This is the only blanket I have."
Ye Xiaochuan said angrily: "I will pay you ten back when I return to Cangyun."
Yun Qiyou said: "You want to use my things to defraud money again?"
Ye Xiaochuan argued: "How can you say it's a lie? It's just the relationship between supply and demand in the market. Some people are willing to pay a high price to buy, and I didn't force them to buy or sell. By the way, can you sign on it? The selling price will probably be higher."
high."
Ye Xiaochuan sold a broken hairpin for a high price of two thousand taels. He believed that taking the blanket that Yun Qiyou covered himself with all day long to the Guanggnatang black market would definitely cause a small-scale earthquake.
Yun Qiyou turned around and walked over, snatched the blanket from Ye Xiaochuan's hand, shook off some of the fine sand on it, folded it, and put it into his Qiankun bag, completely dispelling Ye Xiaochuan's dirty wish to make money from it.
Waste of thought.
She was a smart woman. She didn't mention what happened yesterday, nor what happened to Yuanyang. After folding the blanket, she sat on the sand dune, put Zhan Chen at her feet, hugged her knees with both hands, and continued to admire the desert.
Beautiful view of the morning glow above.
Ye Xiaochuan couldn't hold it anymore, so he ran to the shady side of the sand dune and peed a lot. He drank too much wine last night, so he peed a lot this morning. It took him a while to walk up from the bottom of the hill with his belt in hand.
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Seeing Yun Qiyou still on the sand dune, Ye Xiaochuan was shocked: "Why are you still there? I thought you were gone. You didn't peek at me peeing just now, did you?"
Yun Qiyou was quite speechless. When he saw Ye Xiaochuan walking towards him with his belt held up, and seemed to want to sit next to him, he immediately said in disgust: "Stay away from me!"
Ye Xiaochuan rubbed his hands on his clothes, then showed it to Yun Qiyou and said, "I didn't pee on myself."
Yun Qiyou felt even more disgusted and glared at Ye Xiaochuan fiercely.
Ye Xiaochuan smiled and consciously walked to sit down a few feet away from Yun Qiyou. If he really got close to this woman, he felt that he would die miserably.
He glanced at the red clouds in the east, which were as red as human blood, and said: "This is the rhythm of a big storm. Why are we still in this earth city? When are we going to return to Middle Earth?"
Experience is a person's most precious wealth in life. I learned many practical life experiences from Baili Yuan. For example, the red glow this morning is not a good sign.
If you don't go out for the morning glow, the sunset will travel thousands of miles. The redder the morning glow, the worse the weather will be, and there may be a black sandstorm like the one we encountered last time.
Yun Qiyou said: "They haven't decided yet whether to leave or stay."
Ye Xiaochuan was stunned and said: "What do you mean?"
Yun Qiyou said: "Now there are nearly 60,000 righteous disciples here, and there are also 50,000 or 60,000 demon sects, just five hundred miles away to the north. Some seniors feel that this time the demon-conquering operation has not failed, and the situation can be reversed.
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Ye Xiaochuan's face darkened and he said, "It's the people from Xuantian Sect who think there is still a chance for a comeback, right? Is Qiankunzi crazy?"
Yun Qiyou said: "You must be crazy. Xuantian Sect's losses this time are beyond your imagination. Rivers of blood flowed on the sacred mountain, and corpses piled up like mountains. How could Qiankunzi let go of such hatred so easily? If it were done now
If he withdraws, within a hundred years, it is estimated that the righteous path will not be attacking the demon sect, so how can he be willing to do so?"
Ye Xiaochuan was speechless, thinking of Yuan Yangzhen. He was so sad when his good brother died. Xuantian Sect's young disciples who were under the sword-controlling realm were almost wiped out by the Demon Sect this time. How much hatred must be created.
However, Xuantian Sect's main force actually did not suffer too much loss. More than three thousand people escaped from the sacred mountain. This time, there were three or four thousand left after attacking the Demon Sect. In other words, Xuantian Sect still has nearly seven thousand left.
Disciples and elders, these are all disciples above the realm of Yukong.
Despite the large number of people in Cangyun Sect, there are probably only so many people who have truly reached the realm of Yukong. If they go to Xuantian Sect to fight hard, the overall strength of Xuantian Sect may not be weaker than Cangyun Sect.
It's just that all the young men that Xuantian Sect was looking for in China in the past ten years have died, which is a huge loss.
At any time, talent comes first and is the most important.
The strength of a sect does not mean how many masters of Lingji realm there are in the sect. The number of masters of Lingji realm in Xuantian Sect is much higher than that of Cangyun Sect, but Qiankunzi is still very afraid of Cangyun Sect.
The reason behind this is because there are many outstanding young disciples of this generation of Cangyun Sect.
Before the demon-conquering operation, Xuantian Sect's overall strength was still stronger than Cangyun Sect. Qiankunzi still chose to take the risk to attack the Demon Sect because he was worried that after a hundred years, the young disciples of Cangyun Sect would grow up, and
Xuantian Sect does not have a corresponding number of elite disciples to match it.
