C16 Drunken Dream Chu Yi Was Really Wronged to the Point of Crying When His Wife Was Stripped of Her

Shaan Qingyun pulled out his blade without saying a word. He circulated his sword Qi. The true qi flowed through his body and into his palm. Then, he moved his hand to the sword in his palm. The Heaven Seeking Sword was less than three inches away from his palm. It was not completely pulled out. The cold wind was blowing. The candle flame on the table was tilted back. The cold light was piercingly cold. It shot straight into Chu Yizhen's eyes. The sword light seemed to have thousands of sharp thorns in it. It pierced deep into someone's eyes, but it didn't cause you to bleed. But it stung.

Such a sharp sword intent. Just three inches of the sword was enough to make the opponent unable to defend himself. If he really attacked, the consequences would be unimaginable. He didn't expect Shaan Qingyun's strength to be so strong. As expected of Yu Feng's Godly Constable. He had underestimated him earlier.

When the sword light and the cold wind met, it was as if there was a burst of horrifying lightning. It crawled all over the sword like fine vines. It spiraled around the sword. The purple electric light sizzled and seemed to have ignited the air. Wherever it passed, it left burn marks. Even the pungent burnt smell lingered in the air for a long time.

Chu Yizhen secretly glanced at the wooden box. He did not seem to be looking at the wooden box, but looked at something through the wooden box. He thought quickly and rolled his eyes. He picked up something wrapped in white cloth and put it in the deepest part of his chest. Then he accepted his fate and handed over the wooden box.

"Take it."

Shaan Qingyun accurately took the wooden box that Chu Yizhen threw over. He slid open the door and after a rustling sound, the wooden box opened. The wooden box was very long and wide, but when one looked inside, one would find that there was not much space inside. Inside were some divination compass, copper coins, peach wood swords, Yin Yang Eight Trigrams diagram, turtle shell, sandalwood rope, Taoist robe, and... a large stack of dog skin plaster.

It was not over yet...

Shaan Qingyun pulled out something from his waist. Chu Yizhen clearly saw that it was a short dagger. The sheath was black and gold, and it was engraved with small golden flowers. Three flowers were slanted at the top and three flowers were blooming at the bottom. The three flowers at the bottom had completely bloomed. The golden flowers had black streamlined edges, and in the middle of the sheath was carved with a single word. The word was domineering.

Chu Yizhen's eyes were fixed on the sharp dagger. This must be the legendary golden flower dagger in the martial world. White Yama's golden flower dagger was famous for cutting iron like mud, cutting hair, and killing people without leaving a mark. It was the third treasure of the famous craftsman, Senior Dugu. No one could replicate this one in the world.

Senior Dugu was proud and arrogant. He would never submit to anyone. What kind of sword he could not make, what kind of sword he could make, and what the price of the sword was, all depended on him. He could do whatever he wanted. In this world, there were no more than three people who could make him take the initiative to make a sword, and Shaan Qingyun only had one. It could be seen how powerful Shaan Qingyun was.

The Golden Flower Dagger was the last peerless weapon that Senior Dugu had forged when he was alive. Now, Shaan Qingyun was using it to pry into the small merchant's wooden box. If Senior Dugu knew about it, he would probably be so angry that his corpse would be faked. If the elders of the big sects in the martial world who were fighting for a Grade Two or Grade Three weapon found out about it, they would probably be so angry that they would vomit blood.

Using the killing weapon, the Golden Flower Dagger, to pry open the wooden chest. It didn't take much effort. After he pried open the layer of the wooden chest, a trace of surprise flashed across Shaan Qingyun's face. The layer was empty, as if it was just a layer. It was designed like this.

As if he had expected this, Chu Yizhen secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He did not expect Godly Constable's observation to be so detailed. Fortunately, he was prepared and did not put the thing in the layer.

Shaan Qingyun didn't find the clue he wanted. He immediately shifted his attention to Chu Yizhen. He knew that Chu Yizhen had hidden something.

"Give it to me." Shaan Qingyun reached out his hand and asked Chu Yizhen for something. Chu Yizhen held his clothes tightly and kept stepping back, as if he was afraid that Shaan Qingyun would do something to him.

"You, Master, are so unreasonable. It's fine if you take all the money from the people, but I have already given you my entire family. You are still not satisfied. Now, you don't even let go of my last bit of wife. Heavens! "What sin have I committed?! " Why is there such a unreasonable Master?! "

Shaan Qingyun could not help but explain, "I'm only checking. I won't take anything from you."

Chu Yizhen clutched his clothes tightly and squatted down to protect the thing. "No, my mother said that. This is for my wife. Only she can see it. If you see it, then... I just...

"So what?" Shaan Qingyun calmly waited for his answer.

"I'll run! I'll run to the ends of the earth and never come back!" Chu Yizhen threatened, but Shaan Qingyun did not take it. He took back the dagger and took a sip of tea. His expression was calm. "I can catch you even if you run away." His tone was full of confidence.

His words sounded very convincing. It was as if he was verifying his words. Chu Yizhen jumped out of the window. Shaan Qingyun moved faster than him. Chu Yizhen was taken down by Shaan Qingyun before he could even get out of the window. People could not help but sigh. Fate was always shockingly similar.

Shaan Qingyun didn't say anything. He directly stripped Chu Yizhen of his outer clothes. The white cloth fell to the ground without making any sound. It felt a little light. It should be a small object.

Shaan Qingyun bent down and picked up the item. He opened the white cloth. Inside was an extremely ordinary red hairband. The most valuable thing on this thing was probably the two white jade beads that had fallen in the middle. Shaan Qingyun did not have time to take a closer look. Chu Yizhen quickly snatched back the hairband and nervously wrapped it up.

"Master, I'm just a small peddler. I usually sell some dog skin plaster to help others look at Feng Shui and fortune-telling. I can't earn much money. I can't even feed myself. I don't have anything valuable on me. This is the only thing that can please young girls. If you don't even let this go," Chu Yizhen said. "That would really drive me to a dead end!"

Chu Yizhen's voice was filled with tears, and he spoke in an emotional manner as if he had suffered a great calamity. Shaan Qingyun couldn't bear to look at him, and he returned the wooden chest to him. Only then did Chu Yizhen stop crying.

"A man's tears are not light." Shaan Qingyun frowned and was slightly displeased with Chu Yizhen. Chu Yizhen opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but stopped himself. He simply didn't explain, and he carried the wooden chest and lay back on the couch to rest.

He occupied two-thirds of the bed by himself. He was lying on the bed like an octopus at the bottom of the sea. He was extremely overbearing, and he should have the intention of taking revenge. Shaan Qingyun didn't say anything. He sat close to the tea table and blew out the lights. As soon as the candles were extinguished, the surroundings instantly fell into darkness. In the following days, there would be an even greater test waiting for them.