It’s Hard Being the Bad Guy

The Qiansi Knotted Heart Sword Huo is an ancient treasure. It is said to be from a powerful hand. It is a token of love given to the Taoist couple by the powerful. It is finely woven from ten thousand years of golden silkworm thread. It is exquisite and beautiful. The most important thing is that it can Increasing the power of the spirit sword is of great help to the improvement of combat effectiveness.

As soon as the silk cloth was lifted, the monks present began to move around, but when Wen Ai was on the bar with the No. 12 guest, they immediately stopped thinking. Just kidding, they didn't dare to fight with these two prodigal gadgets, it was not enough to go bankrupt.

The starting price is 30,000 spiritual stones, and Wen Ai is determined to get it. It doesn't take that much effort to increase it a little bit, and directly bid 200,000. On the 12th, she deliberately teased him and called two hundred and five hundred two.

Wen Ai strove to write a number on the jade slip. After receiving it, the auctioneer below said in a loud voice: "Guest 23 bid 500,000!"

After a while, the auctioneer looked down at the communication jade slip in his hand again and said loudly: "Customer No. 12 bids 500,000 and two hundred and five."

Also scolded the master!

Wen Ai was so angry with the rascal that he directly overwhelmed all his wealth, fighting with him to the end.

When the auctioneer saw Wen Ai's offer, his eyes widened, and his voice trembled, "One million! The 23rd guest bid one million!"

Everyone was in an uproar, these two local tyrants were kicked by the donkey! One million is enough for a year's expenses for a medium-sized sect, so why bother for a moment!

"How much money do you have?" Wen Ai said to the disciples in the private room, "If that pesky follow me again, you...can you lend me some?"

This is going to fight with No. 12 and the net is broken!

However, everyone knew the whole story from the two Jiange disciples who had gone out earlier through the sound transmission, but they had to hide the truth from Wen Ai, and they wanted to persuade him. Who knew Wen Ai was so rigid and made two big jumps. , Directly raising the price to one million, it pained them who knew the truth.

The Jiange disciple covered his storage bag and shook his head: "Little Master, we don't have many spirit stones, and we may not be able to **** that person together."

The disciples of Yaoge also said, "Although there are some remaining purchase fees, we have strict rules and misappropriation of public funds is a taboo."

Wen Ai did not get internal support, but on the 12th side, it seemed like the sky was opened. Only a spiritual stone was added. Wen Ai has run out of ammunition and food, and was crushed by this small piece, struggling a little. There is no room.

The auction ended, and everyone who watched the excitement had a good time, thinking that this time the experience could be taken back and blowing for a hundred years, all smiles. Wen Ai walked behind the crowd with his disciples downcast, and left the Wanbao Building empty-handed. He might as well not come, because he has photographed so many interesting treasures, but in the end he can't buy them, and he makes a fuss for nothing.

Seeing that he was drooping, Linghui was so pitiful, she couldn't help but want to step forward to comfort her, and the disciple beside her quickly pulled her back, winking at her and shaking her head again. Linghui lip-synched: "Don't worry, I have a sense of measure."

Wen Ai walked without looking at Taoer, almost hit a big stove on the side of the road, raised his head, the grandfather behind the stove was looking at him with a smile: "Little baby, do you want to eat roasted potatoes."

Linghui had seen Gu Shu's tricks to coax Wen Ai. At this time, she made a decisive decision and immediately bought a fragrant spirit potato. After Wen Ai had eaten it, she didn't feel so depressed.

The disciples quietly gave Linghui a thumbs up behind them.

Along the way, it became more and more lively, and a group of people happened to walk into a night market, with stalls on both sides, strange Lingbao hanging in the air, lighting up the whole street.

Linghui took the opportunity to suggest: "Why don't you pick something here? Although it's just a few simple stalls, when you are lucky, you can still find a treasure."

Wen Ai patted his forehead. Yes, there is no pat-crazy here. He wants to buy what he wants.

"So many." Wen Ai sighed at the dazzling array of objects in front of him, and looked around curiously.

Seeing his expensive clothes, the stall owner laughed and greeted: "What do you want to buy?"

Every spirit weapon has its own halo. Wen Ai looked dazzled, rubbed his eyes, and asked, "Is there a sword?"

"Yes."

The stall owner grabbed a handful of them and put them in front of Wen Ai for his careful selection. The disciples who stood behind him looked at each other, and it seemed that Xiao Shishu had a deep obsession with Jianhong.

One silver one in Wen Ai's last photo, with beautiful knots and full tassels, only spent five spiritual stones. After I bought something that I liked, Wen Ai's unhappiness finally dissipated. He held the sword hoop tossing and looked at it happily. Only then did I feel fortunate that I didn't photograph the Qiansi knot heart sword hoop just now, a full one million, making 12 Let's be fooled!

"Do you like it?" Wen Ai stood in front of Gu Shu, staring at him with expectant eyes, "I think silver is particularly suitable for you!"

Gu Shu looked at the Jianhu in his palm, gently stroked the smooth tassels, and exclaimed, "It's beautiful, I like it very much."

Due to the fact that the items are cheap, Wen Ai asked uneasy: "Really like it? Didn't it coax me?"

Gu Shu smiled and glanced at him: "If I don't like it, what are you going to do?"

"Don't dislike it!" Wen Ai immediately rushed into his arms, his lips curling up in an aggrieved curve, "I just bought this, if you don't like it, I don't have a gift to give it..."

Gu Shu looked at his round eyes, nervous like a puppy who was afraid of being abandoned. He couldn't help lowering his head and touched his left cheek with his lips, soft and tender.

This was the first time that Gu Shu took the initiative to make such an intimate act. Wen Ai slammed into a small tomato. No matter how small his hands were, he couldn't cover the shame on his face, and his eyes did not dare to look at him.

Gu Shu was taken by his shy little appearance, and he could only see this tender and lovely little tomato. Every move seemed to involve the tip of his heart, causing a tickling deep in his chest. Get close to him more.

But his little tomato was already ashamed of ripening, so he had to hold the person in his arms and comfort him: "How come you blush like this, be good, it's a brother and not someone else."

Wen Ai still refused to let go of the hand on his cheek. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to go underground, but she couldn't help but whispered, "Why did you kiss me..."

"Because Xiaoxiao is the person I love most." Gu Shu hugged his small body tightly and looked into the distance, "I didn't understand why parents in the world were willing to sacrifice for their children, but now I understand a little bit. "

Gu Shu lowered his head and looked at Wen Ai tenderly: "The little one is tender, tender, sweet and sweet. Although I have no blood relationship with you, the elder brother is like a father, and the senior brother is willing to spoil you when you grow up. "

what……

Wen Ai originally listened to it as love, who knew that Gu Shu was overwhelmed by paternal love and treated him as a son, and the heart of a little deer fell silent instantly.

"What's the matter?" Gu Shu saw him suddenly lost and asked hurriedly, "Do you miss your biological father?"

Wen Ai shook his head without saying a word. He had never seen his short-lived old man.

Gu Shu thought about it, and then asked, "Does that not like brother kissing you?"

Wen Ai raised his head, and met Gu Shu's cautious eyes, suddenly feeling better again. Anyway, the brother cares about him most now. When he grows up, the brother will... hehehe.

The face of a child, the sky in June, that means that it changes when it changes. The corner of Wen Ai's mouth raised, and he leaned close to Gu Shu's face and kissed me hard: "I like brother, and brother kiss me."

"Then just..."

Wen Ai casually edited Hu: "I think of the auction."

Gu Shu knew that he was very upset about this incident, so he took out his sword and changed the subject: "Didn't you buy me Jianhu? Come on, tie it yourself."

Gu Shu's sword is alive. Although it has not reached the level of sword spirit, it has basic self-awareness. It thinks that the sword hung given by Wen Ai is a roadside product, low-grade, and it trembles unhappily.

Wen Ai was a little embarrassed, and took down the tied sword 穂 again. Gu Shu's eyes flashed, and he raised his hand to shoot a fierce mana into the sword. The spiritual sense of the sword was almost destroyed by him, and he was so scared that he was quiet as a chicken.

"Why take the gift for me back? It's rare to see one that catches the eye." Gu Shu took back the sword in Wen Ai's hand and fastened it firmly to the hilt. "I like it very much."

Wen Ai felt sweet in his heart, relied on Gu Shu to pet him, and hugged his arm improperly: "Brother, don't go back tonight. Will you sleep with me?"

Gu Shu frowned fiercely, but before Wen Ai noticed it, smiled again: "Only this night."

The next day, the sanitation disciple knocked on the door of Gu Ye's room, only to see a mess on the floor in the house, vases, vessels, spirits and treasures...they were broken.

The disciple froze at the door and did not dare to enter, but Gu Ye patted his robe casually, Yun Danfeng gently ordered him to clean it, and Yu Jian headed towards the medicine garden.

Wen Ai slept very soundly in Gu Shu's arms last night. Today, he is full of energy and humming all the flowers. Suddenly, a soft squeak came into his ears. He put down the scoop and looked around. A snowy white fur was looking at him not far away.

Wen Ai walked over lightly and tentatively stretched his hand to its head. Seeing that it was gentle and not resisting, he was bold enough to put his hand on its head. Wen Ai touched and felt that the little beast was familiar, and he looked carefully and thought of the Jinfu Mink that he had missed at the auction. Its dripping eyes were exactly the same as the one before him, clear and innocent.

Wen Ai couldn't help holding Jin Fu Diao into his arms and teasing him, while wondering how it would appear here. Jin Fudiao seemed to like Wen Ai too, and proactively stretched out his tongue to lick the palm of his hand. He was having fun alone, and there was a sound of footsteps at the door of the medicine garden.

"It makes me easy to find, it turned out to be here for you."