When The Male Supporting Actor Bend The Male Lead: When the indifferent leader of the leader was bent (6)

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He looked at everything around him in horror, and the unusually lively surroundings made him very uncomfortable.

The candlelight in the brothel is always the most exuberant. The lights are brilliant. Qi Yan blinks uncomfortably. He wants to move and talk, but he still doesn't feel anything. Only a pair of eyes can see and turn.

Qi Yan never knew that he was so useless, and the charm of this body... useless!

"Guests!" The spy voice of the old bustard sounded from behind: "Although today is the day of the lotus gathering, we never do that vulgar thing in Xingchun Tower. Look at this girl, though. The makeup and clothes are not as exquisite as our girl here, but they are also like a fairy..."

The old bustard exaggerated Qi Yan, and then started tonight's opening scene.

"Thirty thousand taels of silver!" A man bid the price first, and Qi Yan looked over, a big-bellied old man with a big beard!

Rolled his eyes without concealment, Qi Yan felt that he should be more than thirty thousand taels of silver, and there will definitely be more people bidding.

……

Then there was silence.

Qi Yan's eyes widened in disbelief. So many people just clamored for the ransom value of bidding and picking lotus. How come he got stuck with the old man? ! It shouldn't be! He, he is not beautiful!

Seeing the old man looking at himself with a shining face, the ambition in his eyes must make Qi Yan's stomach tumble.

Is it... really going to be sold? He didn't know what medicine he was given. If he was taken back to the mansion to do that stuff, he didn't use his internal force to unlock the medicine, wouldn't it be a bad thing!

Qi Yan swears, except for this clothes, everything else on his body was taken away, including silver and flare. In case of being forced, no one will come to rescue him.

Thinking about this, Qi Yan's eyes were red for a while, and he was extremely aggrieved, who had never been out of the Demon Cult.

"Three hundred thousand."

Suddenly, a deserted voice sounded, Qi Yan was taken aback, and quickly looked up.

The man, dressed in a white moon robe, sits on the elegant seat; the angular face is as delicate as a heavenly sculpture. The black eyes are deep, and the hair is simply tied to the back of his head, simple and casual but unrestrained. At this moment, those eyes were staring at Qi Yan on the stage.

——It's Xi Zhao!

As you can imagine, Qi Yan was successfully sold to Xi Zhao. The 30,000 silver has not been chased, and 300,000 will not be available...Although the old man was still a little unwilling, but when he saw Xi Zhao, he was darkened and silently retracted.

Qi Yan was taken to a room with various bottles and cans on the bed. When he was laid on the bed, Qi Yan was inexplicably relieved.

Lying in the room for about half an hour, the door was pushed open again, Qi Yan rolled his eyes and saw Xi Zhao walking in. For a while, some tension and anticipation arose in his heart.

"Have been drugged?" Xi Zhao walked over, with a calm voice in his quiet voice.

Qi Yan blinked, which is considered tacit.

Xizhao watched him for a while, took out a small white porcelain bottle from his sleeve, and poured out a brown pill from it. Turned to go to the table and poured a glass of water, turned back, and lifted Qi Yan up and leaned in his arms.

"Eat it." Put the pill into Qi Yan's mouth and pour him a sip of water.

Qi Yan blinked after taking the medicine, feeling that the weight on his body was not so heavy. With a slight movement of his fingers, he felt sensation.

Otherwise, the medicine of the leader of others is highly efficient.

After a while, Qi Yan can speak with his mouth open.

"Oh, I can suffocate people." Qi Yan complained: "This **** Xingchun Tower, when I can move, I will burn it here!"

Xizhao, who was sitting at the table drinking tea, didn’t even look at it, and said coldly: "Too careless."

"I, what can I do! People also came to see the girl who collected lotus..." As if thinking of something, Qi Yan looked at Xi Zhao anxiously and said: "Did you redeem the lotus collection?! "

Xizhao glanced at him, and it took a long time to say: "The money to redeem her was used by you."

Qi Yan: "..." Hehehe, you martial arts leader lack that little money? !

"Forget it, when I return to the Demon Cult, I will return the silver to you!" Qi Yan hummed lightly: "The most important thing our Demon Cult lacks is silver!"

Xi Zhao put down the tea cup in his hand: "Whatever."

"Thank you anyway, otherwise I will be given to you by that greasy old man tonight..."

Shrinked, Qi Yan didn't dare to continue speaking. After all, it was really hard to imagine.

Xizhao glanced at him and sighed helplessly: "Let the Demon Cult come to the Wulin League to redeem you."

"Oh...what?" Qi Yan stared, "Can't I wait for me to give you the demon? I am not the one who owes the debt!"

"You didn't pay me the money for the cold cake." Xi Zhao Liangliang opened his mouth and opened up Qi Yan.

Qi Yan felt angrily and yelled while touching his pockets: "Huh, do you think I have no money! I'll give it to you!"

Feeling, Qi Yan loses his confidence...

His pockets were cleaned up! The bag of silver that Qinglong just gave him today is probably greedy by this black-hearted old bustard!

Qi Yan wanted to sit up angrily, but his legs were still numb, and as soon as his feet fell, he fell to the ground.

Xizhao looked at him coldly, and didn't mean to come up to help: "No money?"

Qi Yan blushed in embarrassment: "It was taken away by the old bustard!"

"Take it?" After Xi Zhao asked, a trace of clarity passed in his eyes: "I'm afraid too."

"Wait, wait until I can move! I'll go to the old bustard to get back the silver! Then I will get back your three hundred thousand taels!"

"No need." Xi Zhao suddenly stood up, flicked his sleeves, and walked towards Qi Yan step by step: "You can't drink tea in Xingchun Tower."

Qi Yan looked at him without knowing it, until Xi Zhao picked him up sideways and threw him back on the bed, Qi Yan reacted.

"You are going to **** me?!" Qi Yan cried in disbelief: "I, I am a man!"

Xizhao didn't hear about it. When Qi Yan didn't have any strength, he began to untie his clothes.

"You! You let me go!" Qi Yan was anxious: "If you go on like this, I will tell my brother to destroy your Wulin League!"

"Blood evil?" Xi Zhao's voice is still cold and cold: "It just so happens, let him come to discuss with me."

"...No, don't!"

The clothes on his chest have been unwrapped, revealing the faintly thin chest inside, and the smell of scent.

Qi Yan held his mouth and stared at Xi Zhao. Xi Zhao looked at him, his eyes were incredibly magnanimous.

"You really are a man."

"..." Qi Yan opened his mouth angrily to bite him, but he avoided him.

Xizhao looked at him for a while, but finally sighed.

"Forget it, I recognize the man."

When the words were over, he started to untie Qi Yan's belt.