The smile on Zhao Yisu's face gradually faded.
She was originally masked, and although the expression on her face was not too revealing, her eyes could not deceive others.
Seeing her standing still, Xiao Youan knew that he had the upper hand again in this negotiation.
Zhao Yisu must be full of curiosity and want to ask him, but he refuses to say anything. At this time, whoever speaks first at the negotiation table will show his timidity.
What is more important is patience.
Xiao Youan believed that he had firmly grasped the winning chip in his hand, and looked at Zhao Yisu calmly.
Zhao Yisu stared into the young man's eyes and said, "It seems that the location of Shenxi Mausoleum is indeed important to you. We have only met for the third time, and you can't wait to reveal your trump card."
She raised her smile again, her beautiful eyes slightly curved: "Since it was you who begged me, I'm relieved. If you show enough sincerity, I might consider cooperation. Today's exchange was not so pleasant, so I'll say goodbye."
She turned around and left without any nostalgia.
The accident happened so quickly that Xiao Youan didn't react. When he wanted to stop the person, Zhao Yisu had already teleported to the door with his feet on the wind. How could he have a chance to keep the person?
We can't let Grandpa and Zhao Yisu fight on the street, right?
This Zhao Yisu is smarter and more alert than he imagined. Xiao Youan is a young master and is used to taking one step and counting ten steps, but he didn't expect that there are some people who you don't know how to deal with. It's better to be honest and straightforward.
Zhao Yisu doesn't like to be threatened. This is what he understood today.
He took out a spiritual bamboo slip and wrote something quickly on it...
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Zhao Yisu used that spiritual power to fly out of the Tonghui Treasure Pavilion, his steps a bit frivolous.
Fortunately, there are people everywhere in Yanyun Continent, and she is not afraid of what Xiao Youan will do in front of everyone. She breathed for a while, held on to the wall to stand more firmly, and then slowly walked forward.
What is the origin of the Xiao family? He actually found out that Jiang Yunchen was looking for the Demon-Eating Mirror... So what's Jiang Yunchen's identity? Does Xiao Youan also know that he is a ninth-grade major cultivator?
No, it’s not like the Demon-Eating Mirror has never appeared in front of others. They had used the Demon-Eating Mirror before when they fought against the Great Demon King in Xuandan Mansion. The Demon King and the leader of the Xuandan Mansion, Mr. Rongyue, were one and the same. In order to kill them both at the same time, she and Jiang Yunchen each held a fragment, one shining into the eyes of the Demon King and the other into the eyes of Mr. Rongyue.
When being illuminated by the Demon-Eating Mirror, there was a moment of lag between the Demon King and the real person Rongyue. Eighth-grade Li Tingyun did not miss the opportunity. The Tingyun Sword fell from the sky and pierced the Demon King's head. The tip of the sword sank into the soul-eating mirror under Jiang Yunchen's deliberate control. This was because the shadow in the soul-eating mirror was easier to kill than the main body. With their tacit cooperation, Li Tingyun was able to kill eight people with one sword. The record of the Demon King.
Of course, these things are invisible to low-level cultivators outside, but there is no guarantee that other high-level cultivators on the field will not see them.
Maybe Xiao Youan recognized the Demon-Eating Mirror from that fight? Then why did he know that Jiang Yunchen wanted to find his master in the mirror? Does he know that Jiang Yunchen's master is Fuyaozi?
With all kinds of questions in his mind, Zhao Yisu forgot the direction as he walked. When he looked up again, he was lost again.
The sky has completely darkened, and the expanded streets of Yanyun Continent are all straight and wide, looking exactly the same and difficult to distinguish.
She looked around confusedly, and a second before she decided to find someone to ask for directions, she was stopped by a voice.
"Lost again?" Jiang Yunchen grabbed her and poured spiritual energy into her body. He felt that the spiritual energy in her body was even emptyer than during the day, and he couldn't help but frown slightly.
Zhao Yisu calmly accepted the supply of his thunder spirit power and said: "Undo my illusion. Go back quickly, I have something important to tell you."
Jiang Yunchen raised his hand, and a touch of spiritual power passed over his face. Zhao Yisu's veil gently lifted and fell, and his original beautiful face returned under the veil.
Zhao Yisu had something on his mind and was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he followed Jiang Yunchen back.
The two walked side by side through the lively crowd, and Jiang Yunchen let go of Zhao Yisu's wrist halfway.
Zhao Yisu held his hand openly with his backhand. This action made Jiang Yunchen pause slightly.
Zhao Yisu: "What are you looking at? There are so many monks on the streets of Yanyunzhou. How many mouthfuls of spiritual power can my breathing method bring in? My spiritual power is empty now. If you don't pass it on to me, I'm afraid I won't even be able to walk to the inn. .”
So Jiang Yunchen could only let her hold his hand, and the feeling of the residual warmth in the palms of his palms passing through each other gave him an indescribable tingling sensation.
Zhao Yisu was very calm and regarded Jiang Yunchen as a mobile power bank, not using it in vain. It's better to be led around like this than to be carried back by him, right? Anyway, the sleeves of the ancient costume are wide, and if the two of them are closer, others won't be able to tell anything.
Only Jiang Yunchen's eyes drifted awkwardly away, and the hands in his sleeves were transporting the rich thunder power in his body bit by bit.
Only monks with the same attributes can easily use their spiritual power. Jiang Yunchen belongs to thunder and Zhao Yisu belongs to fire. If someone saw this scene, they would probably become suspicious of their identities.
On the bustling streets, the subtle contrast between the secretly conveying spiritual power made Jiang Yunchen feel a little confused in his heart. He began to feel less upset about being entangled with others to absorb spiritual power.
I even felt that the road was a bit too short.
It was so short that he didn't even have time to figure out what his complicated thoughts meant, and he had already arrived at the door of the inn.
"Senior Sister Zhao!" Chunxia saw the two of them from a distance and rushed over happily: "Hurry, something big is coming!"
So Zhao Yisu took the initiative to let go of the hand held under his sleeves and walked towards Chun Xia: "Why don't you tell me something good?"
Jiang Yunchen put his hands behind his back, turned around and entered the inn without staying any longer.
Until I walked up to the second floor, I still felt the lingering warmth in my palms, which made me feel a little reluctant to leave.
Downstairs, Chun Xia waved the Fuxi Express in his hand: "Did you see it? The newly released Fuxi Express has a number. Use this number to participate in the lottery. The prize will be drawn tomorrow and the prize will be a full 10,000 spiritual stones!" Top quality!"
Zhao Yisu looked surprised - weren't Qian Baocheng and Liu Ruyi's efficiency in doing things too high? In less than a day, this is going to start? Can a monk who knows how to use spiritual power be so efficient?
Chunxia: "Yes, right! Don't be too surprised, I just knew that you would be interested in this kind of thing, senior sister! You're welcome, I have already bought a copy of Fuxi Express for senior sister!"
Zhao Yisu took the newsletter, Chun Xia's hands were still open: "Two middle-grade spiritual stones, no errand fee, thank you."
Zhao Yisu took out a high-grade spirit stone and said, "Please change, thank you."
Chunxia put away the spirit stone: "I owe you! At worst, I will buy forty-nine Fuxi newspapers for you in the future, hey~"
Zhao Yisu didn't really intend to argue with her. His eyes fell on the corner of the bamboo slip, and sure enough, there was a row of numbers printed on it: zero, zero and twenty-three.
Wang Polu's voice came from not far away: "I bought it! I bought it!" He was holding a stack of bamboo slips in his arms, and his clothes were a little messy. It was obvious that he had put a lot of effort into buying these express newspapers.
Chunxia: "How many copies do you want to buy?!"
Wang Polu: "Hey, you may earn 10,000 high-grade spiritual stones. How can you win if you don't buy more, right? Guo Bannong?"
Guo Bannong put away the two bamboo slips in his sleeves and said nothing.
Behind him was Pang Caiwen. He and Wang Polu did not give in too much and also grabbed a bunch of money. The price they paid for this was that two new shoes were full of footprints: "Huh... you don't know, When those people heard that there was a lottery, they were so crazy about their buying!"
"Senior sister, you should..." Chunxia turned around, only to find that Zhao Yisu had disappeared long ago: "It's strange, there are times when Senior Sister Zhao is not active about money?"
