Tian Yuan

"Who wants your personal belongings, you take them all out, and the rest are mine."

Chen Qingyuan was outspoken.

"..." For some reason, Murong Wenxi felt that his appearance had been greatly humiliated, and his eyes were about to burst into flames.

If it wasn't for the sake of surviving, Murong Wenxi would have drawn his sword by now, beat Chen Qingyuan to the ground, and vented his anger.

After hesitating for a while, Murong Wenxi put away his personal belongings in an ordinary Qiankun bag, and then handed the jadeite bracelet and all the resources inside to Chen Qingyuan.

Chen Qingyuan was very satisfied, like a profiteer.

"It's all right!"

Murong Wenxi clenched his teeth and said angrily.

"I tried my best to protect you during this time, when you owed me a favor."

There is no shortage of things that should be needed, and of course there is no shortage of favors.

"You want all my belongings, and you want me to remember your kindness, what's the point?"

Murong Wenxi asked loudly.

"You can't say that, let me smooth it out for you." Chen Qingyuan said solemnly: "If I didn't save you just now, you would be dead by now, and these resources must belong to me. But I have a kind heart and used them extremely precious The elixir of my life is on your body, and all these resources can't be worth it together. You will follow me for a while, which will have a big impact on my life and safety. Don't you owe me a favor? ?”

The elixir was indeed precious, but Chen Qingyuan begged for it without paying any price.

For some reason, after hearing Chen Qingyuan's nonsense, Murong Wenxi actually felt that it made some sense.

Taking a deep breath, Murong Wenxi compromised again: "Okay, even if this girl owes you a big favor, she will definitely pay it back in the future."

"Really sensible." Chen Qingyuan grinned, and couldn't help but praise: "A smart and beautiful girl like Miss Murong is really rare!"

"Hmph!" Murong Wenxi snorted coldly, rolled his eyes at Chen Qingyuan, and said sarcastically, "I rarely see people who are greedy for money like you."

"I can't help it. I have been afraid of being poor since I was a child. How can I compare with Miss Murong."

Chen Qingyuan sighed lightly.

"Are you poor? How much does Xuan Qingzong spoil you? Are you embarrassed to cry poor?"

This made Murong Wenxi very upset, and asked.

"You don't understand, although the sect is very good to me, but the resources are limited, and the little that is given to me every month is not enough! For self-development, I can only expand my business outside."

Up to now, Chen Qingyuan has only suffered once, and that is Bai Xixue of Dongyi Palace.

At that time, Chen Qingyuan was moved by Bai Xixue's persistence, love was born in his heart, and he was willing to become a Taoist couple with him. Many resources obtained at that time were given to Bai Xixue.

Unfortunately, things are different.

"There are few people in the world who are as shameless as you."

Murong Wenxi scolded.

"Thank you for the compliment."

However, Chen Qingyuan always did not play the cards according to the routine. Not only was he not angry, but he also felt at ease.

Arriving here, Murong Wenxi had completely surrendered and didn't say a word.

The two walked side by side, walked to the nearby mountains, and found a safe cave.

If you stay here, you don't have to suffer from the cold wind in the dead zone, and you can be a little bit cleaner.

Along the way, the two saw a lot of corpses, all of which had just died, probably wiped out by the red mist storm.

Looking at these corpses, Murong Wenxi became more worried, and didn't know what the clansman's situation was and whether they were still alive.

Hiding in the cave, a fire was lit and the darkness was dispelled.

Murong Wenxi recalled everything that happened just now, there were a few wisps of red mist drifting in with the cold wind, strangely avoiding Chen Qingyuan's position, and heading in other directions.

If it is contaminated with red mist, the end will definitely be miserable.

"It's strange."

Murong Wenxi muttered in his heart, although he was extremely curious, he didn't ask any questions.

"We'll stay here for a few months, and we can leave when the red mist dissipates."

After thinking about it, Chen Qingyuan planned to send Murong Wenxi out safely, and then sneak back to the death zone by himself.Since you won't be affected by the law of the dead zone, you don't have to worry about it. No one will be able to recognize you if you disguise yourself.

"Thank you." With Chen Qingyuan nearby, Murong Wenxi couldn't feel the oppression of the law of the dead zone, and was very relaxed.

"If you really want to thank me, keep something good for me in the future, and give it to me next time we meet."

Chen Qingyuan didn't need a verbal thank you, it was meaningless.

Sure enough, you can't be polite with this guy, he's too good at pushing his nose on his face.

Murong Wenxi wanted to meditate to heal his injuries, but found that he didn't have a single spirit stone all over his body, and immediately felt uncomfortable.

After hesitating for a long time, Murong Wenxi looked at Chen Qingyuan who was sitting on the side with his eyes closed and meditating, and whispered: "Hello!"

"What are you doing?" Chen Qingyuan didn't open his eyes, his expression was lazy.

"I gave you all the spirit stones on my body, can you lend me some?"

If possible, Murong Wenxi really didn't want to say that.

"Borrowing spirit stones can be discussed."

Chen Qingyuan slowly opened his eyes, it's time for business!

This is the reason why Chen Qingyuan can collect so many bills.He is not a profiteer, but earns some hard work while helping others.

"How much do you want to borrow?"

Chen Qingyuan asked.

"One thousand middle-grade spirit stones."

Murong Wenxi calculated the time, he might stay for a while, so he asked for more.

"Okay." Chen Qingyuan nodded: "Let's agree first, I borrowed one thousand, and then you have to pay back three thousand."

"You profiteer!" Murong Wenxi was unhappy.

"Then do you want to borrow it?"

Chen Qingyuan was determined by Murong Wenxi, and put on a look of love.

"Borrow!" Taking a deep breath, Murong Wenxi suppressed the restlessness deep in his heart, gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Empty words have no proof, let's make a written statement!"

With that said, Chen Qingyuan took out a pen and paper, as well as the red mud that was used to press the fingerprints.

Seeing Chen Qingyuan take out this set of procedures familiarly, Murong Wenxi was stunned: "Do you have friends like this?"

"Yes!" Chen Qingyuan suddenly thought of a few bad friends, and said with a smile: "Shall I introduce you?"

"Forget it, it's not necessary."

Aggrieved, Murong Wenxi signed and pressed her fingerprints. She didn't want to know someone like Chen Qingyuan again.

"I will be your creditor from now on, Miss Murong, you have to live well, remember to pay back the money when you have money in the future."

Chen Qingyuan kept the written receipt, which is a proof, and he is not afraid of being denied.

Looking at the 1000 yuan medium-grade spirit stone in front of him, Murong Wenxi wanted to cry, but his heart was extremely complicated.Because these spirit stones still have the seal of the Murong family, which was originally hers.

To use your own spirit stone, you also need to make an IOU, and the interest has tripled.

Chen Qingyuan, my old lady got to know you, and it was really bad luck for eight lifetimes.

With this anger, Murong Wenxi began to refine the spirit stone, trying hard to repair the injury.

"Nothing to do, let's eat something!"

Chen Qingyuan was very good at enjoying life, took an iron rack and put it on the fire, then cut some spirit beast meat and started to grill.