He looked at everything around him with horror. He was very uncomfortable with the unusually lively surroundings.

The candlelight in the brothel was always the brightest. The lights were brilliant. Qi Yan blinked uncomfortably. He wanted to move and speak, but he still had no sense. Only his eyes could see and move.

Qi Yan never knew that he was so useless, and all his charm skills... were useless!

"Dear guests!" The cunning voice of the madam sounded from behind: "Although today is Caihe's wedding day, we in Xingchunlou never do vulgar things. Look at this girl, although her makeup and clothes are not as exquisite as those of our girls, she is as beautiful as a fairy..."

The madam praised Qi Yan and then started the opening show of the night.

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

He rolled his eyes without disguising that he should be able to get more than thirty thousand taels of silver, and there would definitely be more people bidding.

...

Then, there was silence.

Qi Yan's eyes widened in disbelief. So many people were clamoring to bid for Cai He's redemption price, but how come he got stuck with the old man? ! This shouldn't be! Isn't he beautiful!

Seeing the old man looking at him with a beaming face, the determination in his eyes made Qi Yan's stomach churn.

Could it be... that he was really going to be sold? He didn't know what medicine he was fed. What if he was taken back to the mansion to do that kind of thing, and he didn't use his internal strength to unlock the medicine, wouldn't that be a disaster!

Qi Yan swore that except for this set of clothes, everything else on him was taken away, including silver and flares. If he was raped, no one would come to save him.

Thinking of this, Qi Yan's eyes turned red for a moment. He had never left the Demon Sect and felt extremely aggrieved.

"Three hundred thousand."

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded. Qi Yan was startled and looked up quickly.

The man was wearing a white moon robe and sitting on the elegant seat; his angular face was as delicate as a sculpture by God. His black eyes were deep and his hair was simply tied behind his head. He looked simple and casual but unrestrained. At this moment, the eyes were staring at Qi Yan on the stage.

——It was Xi Zhao!

The result can be imagined. Qi Yan was successfully sold to Xi Zhao. No one bid for 30,000 silver, let alone 300,000... Although the old man was still a little unwilling, when he saw Xi Zhao, his dark face shrank and he silently retracted it.

Qi Yan was brought to a room. There were various bottles and jars on the bedside. When he was laid on the bed, Qi Yan felt relieved for some reason.

After lying in the room for about half an hour, the door was pushed open again. Qi Yan's eyes turned and he saw Xi Zhao walking in with a wave of his sleeves. For a moment, he felt a little nervous and expectant.

"Did you get drugged?" Xi Zhao walked over, his cold voice was light and indifferent.

Qi Yan blinked, which was regarded as tacit consent.

Xi Zhao looked at him for a long time, took out a small white porcelain bottle from his sleeve, and poured out a brown pill from it. He turned around and poured a glass of water on the table, turned back, helped Qi Yan up and leaned him against his arms.

"Eat it." He put the pill into Qi Yan's mouth and gave him a sip of water.

After taking the medicine, Qi Yan blinked and felt that the burden on his body was not so heavy. His fingers moved slightly and he regained consciousness.

No wonder the leader's medicine is so efficient.

After a while, Qi Yan was able to open his mouth and speak.

"Oh, I'm suffocating." Qi Yan complained: "This damn Xingchunlou, when I can move, I'll burn this place down!"

Xi Zhao, who was sitting at the table drinking tea, didn't even look at this place, and said coldly: "Too careless."

"I, what can I do! I also came to see that Caihe girl..." As if remembering something, Qi Yan looked at Xi Zhao and said anxiously: "Have you redeemed Caihe?!"

Xi Zhao glanced at him, and after a long time, he said: "The money to redeem her was used by you."

Qi Yan: "..." Hehe, you, the leader of the martial arts world, are you short of that little money? !

"Forget it, I'll return the silver to you when I return to the Demon Cult!" Qi Yan snorted, "The thing we in the Demon Cult have the most is silver!" Xi

Zhao put down the teacup in his hand: "Whatever."

"But thank you anyway, otherwise I would have been..."

Qi Yan shrank back and didn't dare to continue. After all, it was really hard to imagine.

Xi Zhao looked at him and sighed helplessly: "Let the Demon Cult come to the Wulin Alliance to redeem you."

"Oh...what?" Qi Yan glared: "Can't I give it to you when I return to the Demon Cult? I'm not the one who owes the debt!"

"You didn't pay me back for the cold cake." Xi Zhao spoke coldly and exposed Qi Yan.

Qi Yan was furious. He touched his wallet and shouted, "Humph, do you think I have no money? Here it is for you!" As

he touched it, Qi Yan lost his confidence...

His wallet was completely clean! The bag of silver that Qinglong had just given him today must have been taken by this black-hearted brothel owner!

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

Xi Zhao watched coldly, without any intention of coming up to help: "No silver?"

Qi Yan blushed with shame: "The madam took it away!"

"Took it away?" After Xi Zhao asked, a flash of understanding flashed across his eyes: "I'm afraid."

"Wait, wait until I can move! I'll go to the madam and snatch the silver back! Then I'll snatch your three hundred thousand taels back as well!"

"No need." Xi Zhao suddenly stood up, flicked his sleeves, and walked towards Qi Yan step by step: "Don't drink the tea in Xingchunlou casually."

Qi Yan looked at him in confusion, until Xi Zhao picked him up and threw him back on the bed, then Qi Yan reacted,

"You're going to have sex with me?!" Qi Yan shouted in disbelief: "I, I'm a man!"

Xi Zhao turned a deaf ear to him, and took advantage of Qi Yan's lack of strength to begin to undress him.

"You! Let me go!" Qi Yan was anxious: "If you continue like this, I will ask my brother to destroy your Wulin Alliance!"

"Blood Evil?" Xi Zhao's voice was still extremely cold: "It just so happens that it would be good to let him come and spar with me."

"...No, don't!"

The clothes in front of his chest had been untied, revealing the thin chest that was faintly visible inside, and the fragrance that filled his nose.

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

"You are really a man."

"..." Qi Yan was so angry that he opened his mouth to bite him, but he dodged.

Xi Zhao looked at him for a long time, and finally sighed.

"Forget it, I admit that you are a man."

After saying that, he began to untie Qi Yan's belt.