In fact, when Chen Yuyun was angry just now, he said that he had given too many spirit stones, and You Changqing felt very aggrieved.
The sect leader once taught them that they would be "a road to wealthy families."
If you go out and do something generously, you won’t suffer any losses.
He gave so many spirit stones just now, and he felt that the sect leader was right. Those spirit stones were obviously very useful to deal with Chu Guanchao.
Yan Yan naturally saw You Changqing's mood and smiled faintly: "It's just a few more spirit stones, which is nothing to do with us. But after collecting those refining furnaces, it can leave it for the rays living nearby. A glimmer of hope, even if you accumulate virtue, you won’t lose.”
Chen Yuyun suddenly realized.
Those Glazed Lords are easy to get, but those refining furnaces are spiritual weapons specially created by weapon refiners. There are so many furnaces, which take a long time to re-made them.
At least until the stove is ready, those rays will not be caught and will suffer such pain of cutting spirits and marrow removal.
Chen Yuyun smiled gently, and his words brought out a little guilt: "It's still you have vision, but I'm superficial."
Yan Yan shook his head: "You are not thinking lightly, you are not thinking about Wen Yan."
After saying that, Yan Yan looked at Chen Yuyun: "You are worried that Chu Guanchao, the first Chu Guanchao, may have a bad idea, which will be detrimental to Xinzhu."
Chen Yuyun smiled: "I can't hide anything from you."
The smile on Yan Yan's face gradually faded away, and her eyes were deep: "Xinzhu is indeed in a crisis now, so I decided to go to the Heavenly Island tomorrow!"
As everyone was talking, Ye Zhou had already landed in the front yard of Tan Jinzhan.
Everyone went back to their room to rest.
Yan Yan was about to go back, but he heard Mr. Yumei beside him say, "Miss Yan, if you have nothing else to do at this moment, I want to talk to you."
Yan Yan turned around and looked at Mr. Yumei.
Seeing that the gentleman looked solemn, he looked at him quietly.
Yan Yan nodded: "I have nothing to do at this moment, sir, please."
The two of them did not return to the room and walked towards the stone carving chess table under the flower rack not far away.
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Yan Yan and his group had just left Sui Xing Tower and came out of the private room on the fourth floor, a monk wearing Tianbei Island uniform, from the private room where Chu Guanchao had come out.
Seeing Chu Guanchao on the third floor, the monk nodded slightly to him and sent a voice with his spiritual power: "Young Master, please invite me."
When Chu Guanchao heard this, he immediately packed up the angry expression on his face, jumped up, and followed the monk into the previous private room.
In the private room, the beast's incense burner swallows clouds and mists, and the sandalwood in the whole room is swaying, and the decoration is elegant and charming.
A man, also wearing a monk's uniform in the snow-white daytime grief, sat cross-legged on the futon.
Beside him, a beautiful woman in a simple and elegant dress, kneeled on the futon beside her and cooked tea for the man with slight hands and feet.
The steaming water vapor filled the man's fair and delicate face, but his expression was wrapped in the hookah, making it difficult to see it very clearly.
Chu Guanchao, who entered the door, lowered his head, bowed and saluted respectfully to the man facing the seat.
"The young master has seen it just now, and the disciple has tried his best to stop it. Unfortunately, the evil cultivation techniques of the White Mist Palace are powerful, and they actually took away all the refining furnaces."
As soon as Chu Guanchao finished explaining, he heard the man in attendance say quietly: "Hmm?"
The tail sound was a bit long, and Chu Guanchao's cold sweat was all over the corner of his forehead, and he was forced out by this tail sound, and he bent his knees and knelt on the ground:
"The disciple is incompetent and cannot keep the refining furnace. Today is the fault of the disciple. I hope the young master will be grateful. The disciple will do his best to rebuild the refining furnace within a period of time."
After saying that, Chu Guanchao kowtowed again.
The man called "Young Master" sighed softly.
The man's sigh was gentle and soft. Chu Guanchao, who was kneeling facing the floor, heard it in his ears and subconsciously frowned.
Although the young master didn't talk much, every time Chu Guanchao heard his voice, he always felt something was wrong.
The young master's voice seemed to be made by someone pinching his throat, which sounded like a kind of discomfort of the hair standing up.
In fact, Chu Guanchao was a little confused. According to the saying that the young master has been practicing on Tianbei Island for many years, someone probably mentioned his special voice to him, but he never thought about using any magic medicine to treat it. This sounds too uncomfortable.
The tea cup in front of the man called the "Young Master" was slowly filled with the woman beside him.
The young master picked up the tea and took a sip, then said quietly: "It was actually what I expected to take away the refining furnace by her. Of course, you are not a match for this person."
"Haha, she is not the eldest brother of Baiwu Palace, the eldest brother of Baiwu Palace, but the leader of the caravan named Bi Cheng."
Chu Guanchao suddenly stood up and asked in surprise: "Who is this person?"
He had never heard of the fact that there were cultivators with such unique skills in the White Mist Palace.
"Young Master" smiled lightly: "She is the new successor of Baiwu Palace, the owner of the Yan family caravan, and is known as the "Plastic Queen of Mountains and Seas". Yan Yan."
Chu Guanchao was stunned: "...Is he a woman?"
After saying this, Chu Guanchao suddenly burst into laughter:
"Hahaha, she is a woman, she is a woman, she still reveals the list. I have to expose her daughter in public on the day of the competition! Hahaha, I see that she is in front of so many sects in the world,
How to step down! Hahahahahaha..."
"Qi Wuji will come this time."
In Chu Guanchao's crazy laughter, the young master on the opposite side gave another faint sentence.
Chu Guanchao looked indifferent: "Hmph, the young master of Qifu doesn't care about the little master of Jiange. If he likes it, how could he retire from the marriage with her? That person is famous for being domineering. Before I compete for the list
I thought about this too, and I expected that this noble prince of the Qifu would not interfere."
"School!" As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the "Young Master" opposite him sneering.
Chu Guanchao's crazy laughter was immediately fixed on his face by this cold sneer. The flesh on his cheeks sucked unnaturally a few times before he realized that the other party was not reminding him of Yu Xinzhu.
But Yan Yan!
"That...is the rumor...really?"
Then he remembered the rumor that Qi Wuji imprisoned Yan Yan in Qi Mansion for several days and was dedicated to favor.
The young master on the opposite side gently turned the teacup in his hand, his voice was low and soft: "The young master from Qifu is a person who cannot figure it out. No one can understand his mind, but I can tell you clearly.
you."
Chu Guanchao looked at the young master carefully.
The young master's voice was softer and slower, and it sounded a bit like a woman whispering: "This young master is definitely not as harmless and childish as he looks on the surface. The young master of the Qi Mansion is definitely a cruel person, his
The means are no less than that of Qi Xiaowei, the lord of Qi Mansion!”
"Even, it's more cruel and ruthless than Qi Xiaowei's, no, no!"
At the end of hearing, cold sweat was already spreading on Chu Guanchao's forehead.
But Chu Guanchao was always a proud person in his heart.
Despite being reminded, he gritted his teeth in his heart: "Hmph! Yanyan, you told me so embarrassing today, don't let me hit you when you win the list."
"So what if you are Qi Wuji's heart? In the audience, Qi Wuji can still come on stage to fight for you?"
Chu Guanchao smiled sinisterly at the corner of his lips.