When The Male Supporting Actor Bend The Male Lead: When the indifferent leader of the leader was bent (9)

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Qi Yan's voice fell, Xi Zhao's eyes looked strange, even with a hint of mockery.

Qi Yan shrank and stared at him, seeming to explain but also angry: "What do you think of me like this? I told the demon to give me money and I want to redeem the girl Caihe from Xingchun Tower. !"

Xizhao snorted coldly, obviously not believing Qi Yan. Put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked at the guard who came to report: "How is the situation now?"

"Xuanwu asked you by name..." The guard glanced at Qi Yan: "Return his brother to him."

Xizhao's expression was unpredictable, and he snorted coldly, "Let me go and see." After a pause, he said again: "Send someone to watch here and no one is allowed to go out!" /

This "anyone" refers to Qi Yan.

"My brother has come to find me, you still have to keep me shut?" Qi Yan stood up and shouted at Xi Zhao's back: "You, you are provoking the Martial Arts League and the Demon Sect War!"

"Hey! Xi Zhao! Stop for me! I want to fight with you!"

……

Xizhao left without looking back. The guards who had been transferred from nowhere blocked the place. Even if Qi Yan had great abilities, he couldn't escape from this impenetrable guard.

Angrily smashing things in the room, Qi Yan fell the few porcelain pieces in the Xizhao wing. After the fall, he was puzzled. He thought for a while and sat down on the table and started eating muffledly.

Eating clean the plate with five steamed cakes, Qi Yan picked up the plate angrily and threw it at the door. The plate made a crisp sound on the ground and broke into pieces in response.

Outside the door, there seemed to be two people whispering and saying something, and then one left and the other continued to stay here. Qi Yan looked around, his eyes rolled, and he began to serve porridge, bowl after bowl.

Gradually, the porridge bowl was empty, and Qi Yan swallowed the last bit of the slightly savory shrimp porridge, raised the bowl, and threw it out with a snap.

There was still no movement outside, Qi Yan took a few deep breaths, got up and wandered around twice, then sat back, picked up the pastry plate, and stuffed his mouth piece by piece...

Yes, for foodies, plates can be thrown. Food cannot be thrown.

With his mouth full, Qi Yan chewed and swallowed into his stomach. Picking up the teapot on one side, pour the tea into the belly with the spout. At this moment, emptying a plate, a teapot, and four small teacups were useless, and Qi Yan didn't plan to keep it for Xi Zhao. He threw them all toward the door angrily, making a crackling sound.

The people outside seemed to let him make a fuss, and there was no movement. Qi Yan became even more angry as if hitting cotton.

——Couldn’t we just sit down and have a fight... Bah! Have a talk!

I don't know how long it took, when Qi Yan had nothing to fall, and when he was drowsy leaning there, the door was pushed open from the outside.

Qi Yan opened his eyes with Ji Ling, and quickly looked towards the door.

Xizhao looked at the broken tiles all over the floor with a gloomy expression, stepped on, and walked in Qi Yan's direction.

Being implicated by his aura, Qi Yan is a little emboldened: "You, you see what I do, if you didn't lock me, I wouldn't throw anything!"

"Extremely stubborn!" Xi Zhao yelled softly and stepped forward to grasp Qi Yan's wrist.

This morning, the place where the red was gripped was not relieved, and he was pinched again. Qi Yan was in pain and exclaimed; "Pain!"

Hearing his voice, Xi Zhao's strength was lightened, but instead of letting go, he pulled him out.

"Where are you taking me? Humph! Wouldn't I be vented if I lose to my brother?!"

Xizhao coldly snorted: "You are so stubborn, go to jail and reflect."

When Qi Yan heard this, his eyes widened suddenly: "Prison?!"

This Xi Zhao is too ruthless! After all, I slept together for one night... Although I didn't do anything, at least I shared the same bed. And when he was in Xingchun Tower, he still helped himself with that kind of thing, so why did he go to jail?

"Xizhao, let me go! I won't go to jail!"

"I can't help you!"

"You, how can you treat me like this! Although I am a man, but as tender as a woman, how can you treat me like this?"

Qi Yan endured the pain, pulled his hand from Xi Zhao's tight band, hugged him in front of his chest, and rubbed aggrievedly with his mouth pouting.

Xizhao turned his head and looked at him with his chest folded: "Did you ever be delicate when you threw the plate?"

"I, I'm not in a hurry..." Qi Yan said: "If you didn't let me go to my brother, why would I be so angry? Anyway, I'm not to blame you for being a cold face!"

Xizhao looked at him, his tone of voice flustered, "It's still mine?"

"It's not your fault, whose fault is it?" Qi Yan finished speaking, pursing his lips, and then said, "Where is my brother?"

"Returned to the Demon Cult." Xi Zhao told the truth.

Qi Yan widened his eyes in doubt: "Go back? This **** Xuanwu, just ignore me like this?!"

"He's going back to get the silver ticket." Xi Zhao raised his eyebrows, and an indescribable dark light flashed in his eyes: "Three million taels will redeem you."

Hearing "three million taels", Qi Yan's eyes opened wider: "Three million taels?! Where am I worth so much silver?"

"Heh, you and that Xuanwu are really brothers." Xi Zhao suddenly chuckled, and it was silent for a moment, as if he had never laughed.

Qi Yan didn't understand the meaning of his words at first, but later understood...

It must be the Xuanwu boy who said that he is not worth three million taels of silver! !

Thinking bitterly about going back and then settle accounts with Xuanwu, Qi Yan raised his head, his eyes filled with weirdness, and looked at Xi Zhao unblinkingly.

"You obviously used 300,000 taels to redeem me. Why do you want 3 million taels from my demon?"

"Do you think you are not worth three million taels?" Xi Zhao Liangliang pushed the question to Qi Yan.

Qi Yan choked, took a few deep breaths, and said: "You are taking advantage of the fire!"

Xizhao's eyes widened and he was at ease: "Even if you are not worth it, the plates of the Wulin League are worth it."

"You--!"

"Well, I won't argue with you." Xi Zhao said to Qi Yan: "Wing room and prison, you choose."

Xizhao's cold eyes didn't have a trace of tenderness. Maybe it was because Qi Yan couldn't see through, or Xi Zhao himself was too deserted.

In such a majestic aura, Qi Yan collapsed his shoulders in frustration.

"Wing Room..."

"Then go back and stay in peace."

"When will you let me go back?" Seeing that he was leaving, Qi Yan chased up and asked: "This is very unclear. You and I are not friends, but even more enemies. You leave me here for you. What are the benefits?"

Xizhao paused, gave Qi Yan a vague look, then moved his eyes away, and left in silence.

Qi Yan stood there, staring at Xi Zhao's back until he disappeared in the arch.