Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Chapter 407: Scoundrels are invincible

Ye Xiaochuan's heart was bleeding, but he had a good gambling character. He had to pay even if he lost everything. He understood the principle of accepting defeat. The silver money he had stolen from Cangyunmen over the years was basically lost in gambling on the Guangna Hall black market.

At this time, Xiaochi's beauty and special identity once again played an important role. Originally, he had to pay more than 20,000 silvers to the disciples of the Demon Sect, including principal and interest, but in the end he only paid more than 17,000 taels, and the rest was used to buy candy for Xiaochi.

Looking at the silver notes with less than 1,000 taels left in his hand, Ye Xiaochuan wanted to cry but had no tears.

When it rains, it rains. Xiaochi grabbed all the remaining silver notes of Ye Xiaochuan and counted them in his hand. Although it was not enough for the capital he had invested at the beginning, he could get some back at this moment.

Before Ye Xiaochuan could speak, Xiao Chi put the banknotes into his bellyband and said, "Brother Xiaochuan, these banknotes are mine. Now we are separated. I will not open the market with you. I will go to find Brother Changshui and Sister Baili. You can play by yourself."

Ye Xiaochuan wanted to cry but had no tears. He was heartbroken and desperate. He cursed that people's hearts were no longer ancient and the world was cold and indifferent.

Jiesex, a guy who only cares about his mother, immediately fell under Xiao Chi's pleated skirt like a fence-sitter after learning that Ye Xiaochuan was penniless. He followed Xiao Chi and showed his courtesy, saying that he had seen the disciples of the Demon Sect win just now. Because of Ye Xiaochuan's pressure, he dared not say much, so he paid so much money.

Yang Shijiu was the only one left by Ye Xiaochuan's side.

Yang Shijiu held Wangcai with an indifferent expression on his face, completely ignoring the fact that his senior brother had just lost only a pair of pants, and watched the competition on the No. 3 ring next to him with interest.

Ye Xiaochuan really didn't have a penny on him now, so he naturally wouldn't rob Xiaochi's sister of her money. He tilted his neck and looked at Yang Shijiu, and felt that Yang Shijiu was a big golden pig ready to be slaughtered.

Yang Shijiu felt very uncomfortable when Ye Xiaochuan looked at him, so he took off his purse and said, "I only have 120 taels of silver."

Ye Xiaochuan poured out the broken silver and counted it. It seemed that there was less than 120 taels. It was estimated that the little girl had spent some recently, and there were only 108 taels left, plus 12 copper coins.

He put all the silver into his arms without hesitation, and kept complaining that Yang Shijiu's family was so rich, why didn't he bring more when he went out?

When the two walked to the No. 9 ring, Yun Qiyou had already won and walked off the ring. The last fight of the ten rings today also ended one after another. The leaders of both sides had already flown into the air and left the Broken Sky Cliff. Other disciples also flew away in groups after the fight.

The sunset was golden, very beautiful and brilliant. With the countless sword lights and the glaciers and snow-capped mountains around, the whole world was like a colorful world shining with crystals.

Ye Xiaochuan, who was in a bad mood, had no intention of appreciating the beautiful sunset at the moment. In his opinion, the orange sky was like a pile of shit.

"Hey, isn't this the God of Gamblers? Why are you so dirty?"

Baili Yuan laughed happily.

Ye Xiaochuan ignored her and went with his junior sister to meet up with the large army of Cangyunmen not far away.

"Junior Brother Xiaochuan, I heard that you just lost tens of thousands of taels of silver? Is it true? You're so generous. If you have too much money and don't know where to spend it, why not lend me a few thousand taels to buy some jewelry and clothes? It's better than throwing it away."

The one who hates Ye Xiaochuan more than Baili Yuan is Gu Pan'er. She will never miss any opportunity to attack Ye Xiaochuan.

Ye Xiaochuan was furious and shouted, "I still have a pair of pants that haven't been washed for ten years. Do you want it?"

Gu Pan'er blinked her big eyes and said, "If you dare to take it off now, I dare to take it!"

Ye Xiaochuan was angry and said, "You said it!"

He started to untie his belt. Countless people around looked over here. Many young women screamed and covered their eyes when they saw Ye Xiaochuan taking off his pants. But the gap between his fingers was too big. Was he shy or peeking?

Seeing Ye Xiaochuan's rogue look, Gu Pan'er had to admit defeat. She cursed angrily and turned away.

Ye Xiaochuan pulled up his pants and said proudly while tying his belt: "Little guy, can't I deal with you?"

Amid the contemptuous eyes of countless people, he dragged his junior sister and drove the magic weapon towards the Giant Stone City in the southeast.

Yun Qiyou saw Ye Xiaochuan's rogue appearance clearly in the crowd. She didn't understand why, so she whispered: "Big sister, what's wrong with him?"

Ning Xiangruo smiled bitterly and said: "What else can I do? He lost the bet. I heard from Xiaochi that just now on the second stage, Ye Xiaochuan opened the market as a banker, but the analysis was wrong. He lost nearly 20,000 taels of silver to the disciples of the Demon Sect, including the principal and interest, and all the silver he won in the first two games."

Yun Qiyou suddenly realized that this was indeed something Ye Xiaochuan could do. Until now, she couldn't figure out why Ye Xiaochuan, a cultivator with a promising future, was so obsessed with gold and silver.

It was already completely dark when he returned to the Pingxi Palace in Jushi City. Zhao Wuji called him out for dinner to celebrate Ning Xiangruo and Yun Qiyou's victory today. Ye Xiaochuan was in a bad mood and immediately refused to go out again. He also warned Zhao Wuji not to bother him.

Almost everyone in the small courtyard went to the front yard restaurant to drink and celebrate, but Ye Xiaochuan stared at the three paintings on the wall with sparkling eyes. There were originally four paintings, and the middle one, the rock and pine painting, was stolen and resold by him the day before yesterday.

Looking at these three large landscape scrolls, he always felt something was wrong. He slapped his head and remembered that the shopkeeper said that the painting was missing when he resold the crooked old pine painting last time.

He had to make up for his losses. He only had one hundred taels of silver that he had cheated from his junior sister. It was too difficult to make up for his losses.

He took down all three paintings on the wall without hesitation, rolled them up and hid them in his Qiankun bag. Then he began to search every corner of the room. He packed up everything he liked and took it away. When the people from the Pingxi Palace came back and found that they had been stolen, he would have fled thousands of miles back to Cangyun. Could it be that the Pingxi King had the courage to catch up with Cangyun?

He went out of the door with a thief's head. The yard was quiet, without any sound. There were no candles in each room. It was estimated that everyone went to the front yard to drink.

The boy suddenly rolled his eyes and turned to Zhao Wuji's room next to him. He wanted to go in through the main door, but he thought he had to follow the rules of the thief leader, so he pushed open the window and climbed in through the window.

The room was dark and he couldn't see anything, but this didn't bother him. He took out the Liuhe mirror from his arms, and a fan-shaped white light shot out from the white mirror.