Chapter Thirty-Six: A Fool Who Lost His Heart?

Suppressing the chill in his heart, Yun Tianluo said in a flat tone: "I have good intentions, but my Yun family disciple is not poor to that extent!"

Among the group of people from the Qingfu Sword Sect, the white-clothed young man led by him smiled, and there was obvious sarcasm in his words: "Hehe, I naturally know that the disciples of the Yun family are not so poor that they can't even afford to give dozens of spirit stones, but a few hundred spirit stones is not a small amount!"

Hearing his words, another Qingfu Sword Sect disciple looked at the white-clothed young man and said with a strange smile: "Seventh Senior Brother, maybe the so-called poverty of people is just dozens of spirit stones?"

Hearing this person's words, several other disciples immediately let out a loud laugh, and many of the people around who were eating couldn't help but laugh.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Blood Without Tears hesitated for a moment, handed an extremely delicate bracelet in his hand to Yun Tianluo, and said with a flushed face: "Big brother, my bracelet should be worth a lot of money!"

This bracelet is exactly when he went to find the blood without tears, the evidence given by the blood boundlessly, the edge of the bracelet, carved with some exquisite patterns, looks very extraordinary.

When I was a child, I heard an old beggar say that when I picked up the two of them, there was only this bracelet around them except for a pair of clothes.

Looking at the bracelet, although she was extremely reluctant, but when she saw that Yun Tianluo was humiliated for taking herself to eat, she still gritted her teeth and took out the bracelet.

"Oh, the poor even took out the women's jewelry, forget it, our disciples of the Qingfu Sword Sect, when we go out, we see some poor people, just help if you can, Senior Brother Li, you go and help this Yun family descendant pay the rest of the money!"

At this time, Senior Brother Seventh put on a sighing tone and said to the disciple just now, and in his sigh, he bit the words "Yun Family Lineage" extremely hard, causing another laugh.

At this moment, an old man in his fifties heard the movement here, walked over, and asked the shopkeeper on the side, "What's the matter?"

"Steward Zhang!"

Seeing this old man, the shopkeeper immediately saluted respectfully, and then told the whole thing 1510.

"Steward Zhang, right, you Yun family descendants, you have no money to give after eating, our Qingfu Sword Sect adheres to the principle of chivalrous help, and gives these more than 100 spirit stones, and you don't need to thank you, we Qingfu Sword Sect disciples have always liked to help others so much!"

Without waiting for Steward Zhang to speak, the disciple of the Qingfu Sword Sect, who was known as Senior Brother Liu just now, immediately handed over a bag of spirit stones, with a trivial expression.

"What kind of thing are you, and you are also worthy of paying for the meal of Young Master Ben?"

When Senior Brother Liu's hand just reached in front of Steward Zhang, Yun Tianluo grabbed it, then took out a jade bottle, looked at everyone present, and said, "Whoever gives a million lower grade spirit stones, this is who's!"

In the jade bottle, a drop of white jade like amber liquid lay quietly.

This is naturally the White Jade Spirit Milk, at that time he got twenty-four drops, gave five drops to the little mouse, used three drops himself, and gave Shen Qingxue one drop when he was leaving in Giant Rock City, and now there are only fifteen drops left.

Although he didn't want to take this thing out, but now the only treasure he could take out was this thing, in this case, he really couldn't swallow this breath if he didn't step on a few disciples of the Qingfu Sword Sect.

Although he is not very clear about the price of this thing, however, a drop of white jade spirit milk will cost hundreds of thousands, and it is priceless, this white jade spirit milk is the best in the white jade spirit milk, and a million lower grade spirit stones should not be particularly expensive!

"Beast, a drop of white jade spirit milk is actually only a million lower-grade spirit stones, this damn one million medium-grade spirit stones can be worth it, loser, I think when Lao Tzu was young, he was not such a loser as you!"

However, as soon as his words fell, a miserable howl came out of his heart.

Hearing this miserable howl, Yun Tianluo suddenly felt that his heart was dripping blood.

However, if he said it, it was like water spilled out, and it was naturally impossible for him to say a new price, although with his face, it was indeed possible, but with so many people in front of him, he was still a little reserved.

"Haha, Yun family disciple, you see that you are crazy about money, a drop of what you did at night is worth a million lower grade spirit stones?

After Yun Tianluo's words came out, the entire hall was quiet for a while, and then, the disciple of the Qingfu Sword Sect, known as the Seventh Senior Brother, burst out with a loud laugh first, making an obscene expression that everyone understood, which immediately caused the audience to laugh.

"Is this guy a descendant of the Yun family? Why do I look like a charlatan?"

"Hearing you say that, it's a bit like that!"

"However, the taste of this charlatan is also too big, and as soon as he exits, it will be a million lower grade spirit stones!"

At this time, the people in the hall on the entire first floor even stopped eating, watching the clouds and the sky fall, and there was a lot of discussion.

The seventh senior brother almost laughed out of tears, tried to calm down his emotions, and then said: "Boy, whether you are a descendant of the Yun family or not, I think you have lost your heart and gone crazy, but your ability to make people laugh is indeed good, just for this, your meal money, our Qingfu Sword Sect disciples have come out for you!"

As he spoke, he took the bag of spirit stones that had not yet been filled up by Yun Tianluo in the shop, threw it in front of Yun Tianluo, and said: "Hurry up, get out, get out, go somewhere else to try your luck, see if you can meet any fools and blind people, buy the things you got out of your loneliness this night, this place, it seems that there are no fools and blind people except you!"

"Are you really a descendant of the Yun family?"

Even if Steward Zhang was in charge, his old face trembled slightly at this time, and he carefully looked at the token given by Yun Tian in the second-hand part of the shop, and then said with a frown: "This token can't be that you secretly killed a Yun family descendant who was training outside and snatched it, right?"

At this moment, the clouds are really a little messy.

Your uncle, there is no spirit stone, they have a fucking contemptuous look, the eyeballs are about to bulge, and now take out the treasures, one by one, they don't know each other like a fool and a blind man, and they laugh so fast that they don't even know what your father's surname is, is Lao Tzu, the fool in your eyes, decided?

"Boy, why don't you get out of here!"

Seeing that Yun Tianluo seemed to be depressed, the seventh senior brother said: "What are you depressed, at least you mixed a meal in this Xianyun Building, and in the future, if you go out and pretend to be a fool, you will be exposed, and you will also have a capital to brag about!"

As soon as these words fell, the audience burst into laughter again, and this time, even many people in the box on the second and even third floors of Xianyun Building were shocked!

On the second floor, an old man wearing the clothes of the Yun family and embroidered with strands of gold on his sleeves walked to the escalator, frowned, and shouted: "What are you doing, do you want people to eat and drink?"

This old man obviously has the strength of the True Yuan Realm, and under the loud shout of the True Yuan, except for a few people who also have the strength of the True Yuan Realm, most of the people on the first layer felt an inexplicable coercion, and they were as quiet as a boo, and they didn't dare to say more.

"It turned out to be the commander of the Yun family!"

When the seventh senior brother saw this old man, he bowed slightly, and then said with a smile: "Lord Commander, there is a fool here who has lost his mind and gone crazy, claiming to be a descendant of the Yun family, please confirm it with Lord Dharma Protector!"

This old man is one of the ten leaders of the Yun family, and he is also the master of the Yun family who stayed here to guard the Immortal Cloud Tower.

For the people of the Qingfu Sword Sect, this commander obviously didn't have a good impression, so he ignored Senior Brother Seven, looked at Steward Zhang with a somewhat gloomy face, and asked, "What's going on?"

Seeing this person come out, Steward Zhang's face also changed greatly, and he hurriedly ran up to the second floor and recounted the matter.

The Yun family has a hundred descendants, and this commander is rarely in the family, so it is obviously impossible to know them all, after listening to Steward Zhang's words, he asked with some doubts: "Are you really the descendant of the Yun family?"