Qi Yan's request was completely understandable to him.
—You’ve made someone’s wrist turn red, so why don’t you let them seduce you~ That’s not fair!
But for Xizhao, this requirement is very...
"absurd."
Those two simple words were like a death sentence for Qi Yan. He held back his thin lips while tears welled up in his eyes.
"Even if you look at me like this, it won't work." Xizhao left no room for negotiation and directly denied all Qi Yan's expectations.
Qi Yan shrank, lowered his head silently, and continued to shrug his shoulders.
After sobbing for a while, Qi Yan suddenly seemed to remember something and sat up in excitement, glaring at Xizhao angrily.
"You almost diverted my thoughts and forgot my original purpose!" Qi Yan threw himself onto the bed and threw the unprepared Xizhao onto the bed. He quickly pulled out the dagger in his hand and pressed it against his body. Xizhao's throat.
West Station's expression was stern, with ice-like indifference brewing between his brows.
"Hmph, do you know what I'm here for?" Qi Yan smiled, his beautiful eyes flowing: "I'm here..."
Xizhao looked at his eyebrows and suddenly thought of the respected guardians he had seen in the Demon Sect... Although none of them were similar to the person in front of him, in terms of handsomeness, it had to be said that he was still from the Demon Sect. Most people. And the only one who has a grudge against him is the Demon Cult.
"Threatening you, hurry up and clarify the rumors spread by your martial arts alliance!"
Xizhao: "..."
Although he didn't want to admit it, Xizhao thought he was saying, 'I'm here to take your life'...
"Rumors?"
"You are spreading rumors that our leader sucks human blood!" Qi Yan tried his best to make a vicious expression and glared at Xizhao. He moved the dagger in his hand twice. With just a slight move, Xizhao's artery would be cut. open.
Xizhao remained calm: "The Wulin Alliance has never made such remarks."
"Nonsense! It's obviously the news from the Wulin Alliance!" Qi Yan shouted: "They also said that our Demon Sect has done many evil things. It's obviously you who are our enemies, but in the end you became an upright gang, and how did we become demons? head?"
"..." Xizhao was speechless for a moment. He had never seen such a foolish demon sect before.
"Say! Do you want to clarify?" Qi Yan stared: "If you don't clarify, I will accept your life!"
Xizhao knew that in such a situation that was not beneficial to him, any resistance would be in vain. Rather than fighting head-on, it's better to start with this stupid-looking man from the Demon Cult.
Xizhao's eyes flashed, and his gaze fell on Qi Yan's wrist: "Does it still hurt?"
Qi Yan was stunned and looked at his reddish wrist: "It's getting better."
"Go to the cabinet and get the Yu Hen Cream and apply it yourself." Xizhao pointed in one direction with his eyes, where there was a mahogany cabinet shelf.
Qi Yan looked at him for a while and then said: "You want to bribe me? This is not possible. My brother treats me well. How could I do such an ungrateful thing?" Even so, Qi Yan lowered the dagger in his hand. One or two points.
"Who are you from the Demon Sect?" Xizhao seemed to be chatting, his voice was extremely cold.
"Humph, I am the protector of the Demon Sect, Suzaku." Qi Yan's voice revealed unconcealable pride and pride.
"I have seen Qinglong, White Tiger, Xuanwu, and even the leader of the Demon Cult, Xue Sha, but I have never heard of a person like you." His bright eyes were filled with doubt for a moment.
This person looks as pure as a child, without the hostility of someone from the Demon Cult, and his behavior is extremely childish...
"That's ignorant!" Qi Yan was a little angry: "I am a treasure protected by my brothers!"
Xizhao: "..." Then I am really ignorant... And are you sure they are not afraid that you will be embarrassed if you come out
"That's all. Today I, Xizhao, fell into your hands. Naturally, my skills are inferior to others. I just accept my fate."
"Hmph, you know how powerful I am!" Qi Yan glanced at Xizhao proudly, then under his gaze, he put away the dagger, got up from his body, and continued to blow on his reddish wrist. .
Xizhao: "..." Is this... the end
Under the moonlight, Qi Yan got off the bed, came to the cabinet shelf, rummaged through it, and finally found the so-called Yu Hen Cream.
After wiping a circle on his wrist and feeling the coolness of the ice, Qi Yan lowered his wrist happily and looked at Xizhao, who was sitting up on the bed, with an arrogant smile.
"Come on~ Seeing that you are so sensible, it's hard for others to do something harmful to the world. Anyway, you have accepted your fate, why not dispel the rumors earlier, so that next time we meet on the battlefield, we can have a fair fight, right?"
After saying that, Qi Yan turned around gracefully, with the red gauze fluttering on his sleeves. The sound of the door came to his ears, and then the room returned to calm.
Xizhao looked at the empty outer room, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.
The system is under maintenance, and the favorability prompt tone is temporarily gone. Qi Yan, who has conquered so many worlds, is like a "blind guide" at this moment. As for Xizhao's favor, Qi Yan can only guess through "observation of the mind".
Returning to the small inn where he stayed temporarily in the border town, Qi Yan asked the waiter to boil hot water for him in the middle of the night. After taking a nice bath, he lay on the bed and fell asleep.
In ancient times, the night got dark early, and everyone went to bed early. There was no need to stay up late. It was already deep sleep at eight or nine o'clock.
After a good night's sleep, the morning light was slightly brighter the next day. Qi Yan opened his eyes drowsily and saw a man sitting on a wooden chair in the center of the room.
I was shocked, and after looking carefully I realized that it was Qinglong who had never left home.
"Qinglong?" Qi Yan murmured in confusion, and then complained softly: "It scares people's hearts."
Qinglong drank tea without raising his head: "I heard that you broke into the martial arts league last night?"
Qi Yan rubbed his eyes and said softly: "Yes, I have captured Xizhao's child."
Qinglong paused while drinking tea: "Did you kill him?"
"Oh, how could I do such a thing of fighting and killing?" Qi Yan, wearing a gauze lining, walked out of bed, sat on the wooden chair next to Qinglong, picked up an empty teacup, and handed it to Qinglong In front of him: "But he has admitted defeat and promised to clarify the rumors!"
Qinglong picked up the teapot on the side and filled him with a cup of tea: "What rumors?"
"The Wulin League spread rumors that our leader sucked human blood and committed a heinous crime!" Qi Yan blinked innocently.
"Is this why you broke into the Wulin League at night?"
"...Isn't this what our leader ordered us to do?"