Chapter 217: Living Together
When Wuhua woke up, An Xian had already fallen asleep.
Li Yuan looked at him with a smile and gave Wuhua a helpless look. "What can I do now? You owe me millions of spirit stones. I'm afraid you can't afford to pay for your life. β
Wuhua is a sincere gentleman, and he can't think of such a shameless way as a bad account, so he looks at Liyuan angrily. Whether it was his intention to drink alcohol or not, using someone else's spirit stone was used. This is a great owe of favors.
Wuhua: "You can repay me as much as you want, but I will never betray my sister." β
Liyuan: "I have never needed help from others in my pursuit of women. I'm thankful you didn't mess with me. β
Wuhua clenched his fists. "I don't want you to provoke my sister, you moody fellow!"
Li Yuan flicked lightly on Wuhua's head. "The objection is invalid. β
Wen Bai was terrified when he saw Liyuan Bullet Wuhua's brain. Li Yuan is a person who can slap Cangxun who asks about the fairyland out of 108,000 miles, and he has the ability to poke Wu Hua to death with one finger.
Liyuan's bullet didn't hurt Wuhua. Wuhua was ashamed of himself, and he couldn't dodge Liyuan with such a light flick. "You...... No matter how good you are, you can't ...... Hmm......" Wen Bai covered Wuhua's mouth and dragged Wuhua away.
"Liyuanzi, Wuhua is blessed by you, and the cultivation has increased more than ten times, and the old man is grateful. Wen Bai bowed ninety degrees deep from the abyss. He pressed Wuhua's head and forced Wuhua to bow to Liyuan as well.
Liyuan did not avoid it, and accepted the gifts of Wenbai and Wuhua. "Brother Wuhua's cultivation is advanced to space, and there are too many jumps, and it takes time to adapt and consolidate. The seniors took him back, but they had to let him retreat for a while. β
Xie Liyuanzi taught. The old man will take him back. Wen Bai bowed to Liyuan again, and at the same time pressed Wuhua's head and forced Wuhua to bow as well.
Liyuan waved his hand. "Go ahead. β
Wen Bai dragged Wuhua away.
Wuhua's eyes were red, and he shook off Wen Bai's hand. "No, grandpa, I'm going to wait for my sister. My sister hasn't woken up yet, we can't leave her here alone!"
Wen Bai was annoyed, but it was not easy to attack in front of Liyuan. He pointed at Wuhua's nose, his fingers trembling with anger, and countless words were blocked in his throat and he couldn't say it. This foolish boy, the old man is in a hurry to take you away, just to make it easier for Liyuan to date your sister! You are here, causing chaos for Liyuan, really angering Liyuan, can you still have your life? If Liyuan really wants to do something to your sister, everyone in our ghost temple will be tied together, and we can't stop him. Besides, Liyuan is such a good man, how many women cry and shout to marry him, and I don't know how to be blessed in peace!
Li Yuan pressed Wen Bai's hand down, smiled and said, "Then wait for An Xian to wake up, let's go together." I also want to go to the Ghost Temple for a while, I wonder if the seniors are welcome?"
"Welcome, welcome, welcome!" said Wen Bai excitedly.
Afraid that Liyuan would steal An Xian, Wu Hua refused to leave An Xian an inch, so he cultivated in the An Xian room to consolidate his cultivation. Wen Bai was embarrassed, he couldn't control Wuhua, so he simply avoided it.
Li Yuan didn't mind, and from time to time, he had to point out Wuhua two sentences. Wuhua didn't listen, but he couldn't stand the words of Liyuan.
After Anxian woke up, Xueyan came to ask her and Wuhua to pick up something. It is said that the things in the store are leisurely, and you can take whatever you want. I don't want to take it at ease. Wuhua sneered even more.
Xue Yan said, "Why don't you take it, when the immortal masters of your sect left, Lord Liyuan also asked them to choose a gift for each." Wen Zhuzi, Yu Tai's seniors and other adults each picked a high-grade spiritual weapon, and the deacon-level immortal masters took a medium-grade spiritual weapon. Those little immortal masters each had a low-grade spiritual weapon. Many immortal masters have chosen the Qiankun bag!"
Wuhua listened to it. "Did my grandfather take it?"
Xue Yan: "Wenbai's predecessor is special after all, and the adults gave him three things. The old man took a large Qiankun bag, a low-grade immortal weapon, and a bag of spirit stones. β
"A bag of spirit stones, how much is that?" Wuhua almost vomited blood.
Xueyan is naΓ―ve. "The rules for the distribution of spirit stones in our Immortal Heart Trading House are to use small Qiankun bags to divide them, one million spirit stones per bag. β
"Poof-" Wuhua vomited blood.
An Xian patted Wuhua, "Brother, this is a good thing! Everyone has made a fortune! The day of the revival of our ghost temple is not far away." β
"I'm sorry, sister. Wuhua's tears fell.
Xue Yan said again: "Is Master Wuhua feeling sorry for Lord Liyuan? Actually, you don't have to. My family doesn't mind that. Although the piece Wen Zhuzi took was only a high-grade spiritual weapon blood vine armor, it was the treasure of the store, and it was a priceless treasure. Not only did my family not stop him from taking it, but he also helped Wen Zunzi put it on with his own hands, and asked Wen Zunzi to try its defensive function. β
An Xian looked at Xue Yan coldly, "Thank you Xue Yan for telling me." But what do you mean by telling me? Do you want to please me, or do you want to hurt me? If you want to please me, I'm sorry, your ass is slapped on the horse's leg; if you want to hurt me, I'm still sorry, these things are not mine, who to give them, how much to give, I don't feel sorry at all. β
Xue Yan was dumbfounded. She has been extremely favored since she was a child in the Ethereal Fairyland, but when she arrives here, Liyuan rarely visits Suzhou Fang, even if she meets, she is also polite to her. No one had ever used such implicit sarcasm to scold her.
Wuhua was so angry that he was awakened by the words of An Xian. It turned out that Xueyan said that these were ulterior intentions, hum, and almost fell for her. Wuhua wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned his head the same, and said, "Sister, you're right, this is a good thing." Next time, if you have a chance, let the hall master take more. Anyway, what they do has nothing to do with your sister. β
Xueyan: ......
The mysterious catastrophe in Suzhou Fang has finally become a legend. An Xian and Wuhua, under the leadership of Wen Bai, returned to the Ghost Temple. An Xian wanted to go and hand over the Linggu she bought, but Wen Zhuzi asked her to keep it herself. The sect has just made a fortune, and Linggu can't look down on this anymore. At the end, Wen Zhu shamelessly instructed: "Rest easy, I have ordered someone to place Liyuan in your small building and live with you." During this time, you should serve Liyuan well and do not make him angry. The cultivation of the abyss is unfathomable, and if he is angry, my ghost temple may be destroyed. For the sake of the thousands of lives of the sect, you will be wronged for a few days. β
The thousand lives in Wen Zun's mouth include the miscellaneous servants. The Ghost Temple only has a few hundred disciples.
An Xian glanced at Wen Zhu, too lazy to talk nonsense with Wen Zhu, turned around and left. Liyuan wants to live in her building, and she can't stop it, but if she wants to bend to please him, she can't do it.
Wuhua heard that Liyuan was going to live on the same floor with An Xian, so he immediately packed up his salute and moved over to live next door to An Xian. There are more than three rooms in a quiet building. Stayed with the three of them, and there was still a vacant room. Several female disciples came to ask for peace and wanted to move in. An Xian agreed one by one.