Behind him, Leng Daiyi's eyes were glued to Xi Zhao until he led Qi Yan away and disappeared in the crowded crowd.

A glimmer of interest flashed across her eyes, and Leng Daiyi smiled, exuding an aura of determination.

This time she left the deep palace to find someone who could make her heart beat and whom she could rely on.

Obviously, someone as solemn and indifferent as Xi Zhao was very consistent with her aesthetic. As for the other one...

Leng Daiyi's eyes turned sarcastic. How could such an androgynous person, no matter how good-looking he was, be so attractive? She

made up her mind that she would stay in the border city for a while and find out who the cold-faced man was.

Qi Yan followed Xi Zhao's slow pace and sulked in the back.

"You look like I bullied you." Xi Zhao didn't turn around, but pointed out his stinky face.

Qi Yan quickened his pace and walked forward to stand shoulder to shoulder with Xi Zhao: "That woman's words were too sharp, and I am not allowed to be angry?"

"It's unreasonable." Xi Zhao's voice was light, but he didn't say anything for Leng Dainiao, which was regarded as tacitly agreeing with what Qi Yan said.

Qi Yan sighed and looked depressed: "It's just practicing some charm techniques."

"Why do you, a man, want to learn charm techniques?" Xi Zhao finally understood why the Suzaku guardian of the Demon Sect could not be seen in previous battles... Because charm techniques are really of no use on the battlefield.

Qi Yan sighed: "What do you think? If there were no girls among the five of us, it would not be my turn to learn this charm technique."

When they were young, Xuesha and the four guardians were equal. Each of them chose a martial arts secret technique and was taught by the old leader. Although they were young at the time, one could tell what they were like by looking at their bones. Qi Yan was too weak when he was young, and with a braid, he was no different from the girl. The old leader made a prompt decision and taught Qi Yan the charm technique that the others were unwilling to learn.

... Qi Yan now feels that those people are unwilling to compete with the arrogant him, probably because they felt a lot of guilt for not being able to stop him when he was young. After all, they were the ones who chose the remaining secret techniques and taught them to Qi Yan.

Thinking of his troubles, Qi Yan sighed leisurely.

"If you ask me, there is no big feud between the Wulin Alliance and the Demon Cult, right?"

Xi Zhao walked with his head held high, as if he had not heard Qi Yan's words.

Qi Yan did not give up, and continued: "If you return me to the Demon Cult, our Demon Cult will still owe you a favor. Think about it carefully, for you, this is a beneficial and harmless thing."

"Either use money to redeem it. Or the Demon Cult relies on its strong men." Xi Zhao's cold voice reached Qi Yan's ears.

Qi Yan shrank and moved his eyes in another direction, but he thought in his heart that Qinglong would definitely be able to collect three million taels to redeem himself!

In the territory of the Demon Cult, a group of sect members knelt behind Xuanwu and followed Xuanwu to report to the Wulin Alliance.

"Master! Xi Zhao is going too far! He actually wants us to pay three million taels to redeem Zhuque!" Xuanwu spat fiercely: "How can Zhuque be worth three million taels of silver? I think three hundred thousand taels is too much!"

Baihu coughed lightly and reminded: "Xuanwu, Xiaoyan is your brother."

Xuanwu sighed: "I know that, but speaking objectively, Brother Yan also..." Too coquettish.

"Okay, okay." Xuesha pinched his brows and showed a worried look: "Qinglong, does the Demon Cult have room to move out three million taels of silver?"

Qinglong shook his head calmly: "I'm afraid it won't work this month."

Xuesha sighed, thought about it, and his voice seemed to carry an unresolved melancholy: "Then... next month?"

Qinglong nodded calmly again: "Next month should be enough."

Xuesha made a prompt decision and clapped his hands: "Then redeem Zhuque back to the sect next month!"

... If Qi Yan knew that his redemption date was postponed like this, he might spit out a mouthful of blood and faint on the ground. What

about the Demon Cult family that was supposed to love each other?

Another three days, Qi Yan stayed in the Wulin League, following behind Xi Zhao all day, and was dedicated to being a follower.

But it's good to follow Xi Zhao, at least no one dares to mess with him; and where Xi Zhao is, food is bound to be indispensable. This made Qi Yan's expression brighter when he saw Xi Zhao.

Three days later, the Wulin Alliance welcomed a special guest.

Leng Daiyi sat in the main hall of the Wulin Alliance, sitting on a mahogany carved lacquer chair, drinking tea, sipping cold cakes, leisurely waiting for Xi Zhao to meet her.

After some inquiries, she found out that the man she had identified was actually the leader of the Wulin Alliance! This made her surprised and a little more proud.

As expected, he is the man she likes, and he is not simple.

Compared with the emperor, princes, and young masters in the imperial capital, it turns out that the stable men in the world are more suitable for her.

Leng Daiyi, who thought like this, never considered other people's thoughts, even after she had teased them one by one, she still acted as if "there is nothing innocent between you and me".

When Kia followed Xi Zhao to the main hall, he saw Leng Daiyi, who was still dressed as a man, at first sight.

"Oh? Isn't this the rude little girl!" Qi Yan stared and turned to Xi Zhao: "What are you doing here? I don't welcome you!"

When Leng Daiyi saw Qi Yan, her expression was full of disgust: "Why are you here?"

- I am a prisoner!

Qi Yan almost blurted out these words, but he held them back and said forcefully: "I am the most distinguished guest of the Wulin Alliance!"

Seeing his embarrassed look, Leng Daiyi's heart was as clear as a mirror, and she snorted coldly: "The guardian of the Demon Cult is actually a guest of the Wulin Alliance?"

Qi Yan's expression froze: "It has nothing to do with you!"

"It really has nothing to do with me." Leng Daiyi smiled sarcastically: "I just witnessed some shamelessness, and it's a joke."

"You--!"

Qi Yan took a step forward, but was stopped by Xi Zhao the next second.

"Don't make a scene." Xi Zhao glanced at Qi Yan, his expression unpredictable: "Stand behind me."

After that, he put Qi Yan behind him and looked directly at Leng Daiyi: "I wonder what you want to teach me, young lady, about coming to my Wulin League?"

Leng Daiyi smiled: "Since you know I'm a woman, I won't beat around the bush... How about we make a deal?"

Xi Zhao stared into her eyes for a while, then turned his head and whispered: "Someone, show me away."

Leng Daiyi remained calm: "You are worthy of being the leader of the alliance. Don't you want to know what you can get from me?"

Hearing this, Xi Zhao paused slightly. Feeling the same as him, Qi Yan silently pulled his sleeve from behind.

Looking back at him soothingly, Xi Zhao stared at Leng Daiyi and said word by word: "No, because I don't lack anything."