After eating breakfast, Ye Xiaochuan used his little 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 looked carefully, 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 been in 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 Taoism 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 has a cold and eccentric personality, her appearance is absolutely beautiful. There are 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 arises spontaneously.
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 have been thinking about crossing the cliff for three months, and only six days have passed!"
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 already 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 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 a horse, etc., but if you can
Give me one hundred and eighty taels of silver as a gift, and as your savior, I will definitely feel very happy."
Yun Qiyou finally understood that Luo Liba, Ye Xiaochuan, had said so many things because it was because of money! He 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 jumping 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 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 keep you warm, I'm almost freezing 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 angrily: "Who are you fooling? You are Uncle Jingshui's most proud disciple, and you are also one of the six fairies in the world. Let alone Cangyun Sect, even if you look at the world, you are also
A top-notch young master. Now you say you have no money? You can tell by looking at my weathered old face that I have been in the battlefield for a long time. What scene have I not seen? You have no money? Humph, ghost belief!"
Yun Qiyou said calmly: "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 grudge between you and me.
"
Ye Xiaochuan was overjoyed and said: "What method can you tell me?"
Yun Qi lowered his head in humor, looked at the Chen-Zhan Divine Sword in his hand, and said: "Only you and I know about your rescue of me. Wouldn't it be easier if I kill people and silence them?"
Ye Xiaochuan was startled.
If these words had come from other people's mouth, he might have laughed it off. But Yun Qiyou had indeed done something to kill his fellow disciples. Three years ago, he killed a Samsara who had blasphemed against her with a sword.
A disciple of the Peak Nei Sect.
Therefore, Ye Xiaochuan did not 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 helping each other is the same ethics. What about money rewards? This is not the case.
Did it hurt the pure feelings between you and me?"
Yun Qiyou said calmly: "If you don't ask me for money, I still have to settle the score with you. Did you do anything to me while I was in coma?"
"The conscience of heaven and earth! How could I take advantage of others' danger and do such a sinful and immoral thing? No one in the sky knows that I, Ye Xiaochuan, am a gentleman who is generous with his money, chivalrous and courageous, and has a high level of righteousness... a gentleman..."
The more he spoke, the softer his voice became, and he seemed to feel guilty.
Thinking of all the deeds in the past, it seems that adjectives such as being generous with money, chivalrous and courageous, righteous and honest, and a gentleman do not seem to have much to do with me.
If you say that you are greedy for life, afraid of death, lecherous, petty theft, treating wealth as life, cheating, gathering people to gamble, etc., it is quite consistent with your own image.
Yun Qiyou didn't know that Ye Xiaochuan was feeling guilty at the moment. She checked her body when she woke up in the morning and found that her belt was still loose and she was still covered with Ye Xiaochuan's clothes. She knew that most of what he said was true. During the period when she was unconscious,
Time, this person does not think lightly of himself.
If she found herself disheveled when she woke up, how could Ye Xiaochuan have survived for so long? He would have been killed with a sword long ago.
Yun Qiyou said slowly: "I believe you for the time being, but you have to remember one thing. If you dare to spread the word about my failure in practicing the Beidou God-killing Sword Technique in the back mountain, other people besides you and me will know it."
If the three of you find out, I will kill you with my own hands."
After saying that, the divine sword struck, and a white sword light shot out, striking the cliff behind Ye Xiaochuan.
With a roar, a deep mark was immediately carved on the stone wall, and the powerful sword energy even knocked away the vines coiled on the stone wall.
After Yun Qiyou struck out with his sword, he turned around and waved his sleeves, and his sword flew towards the front mountain of Samsara Peak.
