"Who wants your personal belongings, you take them all out, and the rest belongs to me," Chen Qingyuan said bluntly.
"..." 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 Gou's survival, Murong Wenxi would have drawn his sword by now, flattened Chen Qingyuan and vented his anger.
After hesitating for a while, Murong Wenxi used an ordinary Qiankun bag to put away his personal belongings, and then handed the jade bracelet and all the resources inside to Chen Qingyuan.
Chen Qingyuan was very satisfied, like a profiteer.
"That's okay!" Murong Wenxi gritted his teeth and said angrily.
"I tried my best to protect you during this time, when you owe me a favor."
The things that should be wanted cannot be less, and the favor is naturally indispensable.
"You want all my belongings, and you want me to remember your favor, what is the reason?" Murong Wenxi asked loudly.
"You can't say that, I'll give you a stroke." Chen Qingyuan said seriously:
"If I didn't save you just now, you would probably be dead now, and these resources would definitely belong to me.
But I have a kind heart, and I used extremely precious spiritual medicines on you, and these resources together are not enough.
You will follow me for the next few days, which will have a big impact on my life safety. Shouldn't you owe me a favor?"
The elixir was indeed precious, but Chen Qingyuan asked for it without paying any price.
For some reason, after listening to Chen Qingyuan's nonsense, Murong Wenxi actually felt that there was some truth.
Taking a deep breath, Murong Wenxi compromised again:
"Okay, even if this girl owes you a big favor, I will pay it back in the future."
"Really sensible." Chen Qingyuan grinned and couldn't help but praise:
"A smart and beautiful woman like Murong girl is really rare!"
"Humph!" Murong Wenxi snorted coldly, rolled his eyes at Chen Qingyuan, and said sarcastically:
"I rarely see people like you who are greedy for money."
"I can't help it, I've been afraid of being poor since I was a child, how can I compare to Murong girl." Chen Qingyuan sighed softly.
"You are poor? Xuanqing Sect has spoiled you, how dare you cry poor?"
These words made Murong Wenxi very unhappy and asked.
"You don't understand, although the sect is very good to me, the resources are limited, and the amount given to me every month is not enough!
In order to develop myself, I can only expand my career outside."
Today, Chen Qingyuan has only suffered once, that is Bai Xixue from Dongyi Palace.
At that time, Chen Qingyuan was moved by Bai Xixue's persistence, and he loved her and was willing to become a Taoist partner with her.
Many of the resources he got 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 your praise."
However, Chen Qingyuan always played his cards according to the routine, not only did he not get angry, but he also felt comfortable.
At this point, Murong Wenxi admitted defeat completely and did not say a word.
The two walked side by side and walked to a nearby mountain range to find a safe cave.
Staying here can be a little more peaceful without suffering from the cold wind of the Dead Realm.
Along the way, the two saw a lot of corpses, all of which had just died, and it was estimated that their lives had been wiped out by the red mist storm.
Looking at these corpses, Murong Wenxi's inner worry increased, and he didn't know what the situation of the clansmen was now and whether they were still alive.
Hiding in the cave, a fire started to disperse the darkness.
Murong Wenxi recalled what happened just now, and there were a few wisps of red mist floating with the cold wind, strangely avoiding Chen Qingyuan's position and heading in other directions.
If it was contaminated with red mist, the end would definitely be miserable.
"It's really strange." Murong Wenxi muttered in his heart, although extremely curious, he didn't ask questions.
"We'll stay here for a few months, and we can leave when the red fog clears."
After thinking about it, Chen Qingyuan planned to send Murong Wenxi out safely, and then sneak back to the Dead Realm.
Since he would not be affected by the laws of the Dead Realm, there would be no worries, and no one would recognize him when he disguised himself.
"Thank you."
With Chen Qingyuan nearby, Murong Wenxi could not feel the oppression of the laws of the Dead Realm, so he 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 you meet."
Chen Qingyuan did not need to verbally thank him, it was meaningless.
Sure enough, he couldn't be polite with this guy, he could push his nose on his face too much.
Murong Wenxi wanted to meditate to heal his wounds, but found that he did not have a single spirit stone all over his body, and suddenly 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 whispered: "Hey!"
"What are you doing?" Chen Qingyuan didn't open his eyes and looked lazy.
"I have all the spirit stones on my body for you, can you lend me some?"
If it's ok, Murong Wenxi really doesn't want to open this mouth.
"Borrowing spirit stones, you can discuss."
Chen Qingyuan slowly opened his eyes and came to business!
Why Chen Qingyuan can collect so many accounts, this is the reason.
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 medium - grade spirit stones."
Murong Wenxi counted the time, and he might have to stay for a while, so he asked for more.
"Okay." Chen Qingyuan nodded:
"Let's talk about it first, I borrowed a thousand, and you have to pay back three thousand at that time."
"You profiteer!" Murong Wenxi was not happy.
"Then do you want to borrow it?" Chen Qingyuan settled on Murong Wenxi and put on a look of love and borrowing.
"Borrow!"
Taking a deep breath, Murong Wenxi suppressed the restlessness in his heart and nodded with gritted teeth.
"There is nothing to say, let's make a document!"
Saying that, Chen Qingyuan took out the paper and pen, as well as the red mud that pressed the handprint.
Watching Chen Qingyuan take out this familiar process, Murong Wenxi was stunned:
"Do you have any friends like this?"
"Yes!" Chen Qingyuan suddenly thought of a few bad friends, and said with a smile,
"Do you want me to introduce you?"
"Forget it, there is no need for this."
Murong Wenxi signed her name aggrieved and pressed her handprint, she didn't want to know people like Chen Qingyuan anymore.
"I will be your creditor in the future, Miss Murong, you have to live well, remember to pay it back when you have money in the future."
Chen Qingyuan kept the receipt, this is a certificate, not afraid of being denied.
Looking at the thousand mid - grade spirit stones in front of him, Murong Wenxi wanted to cry but had no tears, and his heart was extremely complicated.
Because these spirit stones still had the seal of the Murong family left, which was originally her thing.
To use your own spirit stones, you need to set up an IOU, and the interest is tripled.
Chen Qingyuan, my mother met you, and it was really eight lifetimes of blood mold.
With this anger, Murong Wenxi began to refine the spirit stones, trying to repair his injury.
"It's nothing to do, let's eat something!"
Chen Qingyuan was very good at enjoying life, so he took an iron shelf and put it on top of the fire, then cut some meat of the spirit beasts, and began to barbecue.