Turn the villain into a sweetie

"An Ze," Yu Bolan raised his head, looked at him, and said with a smile on his face, "Do you know

"An Ze," Yu Bolan raised his head, looked at him, and said with a half-smile, "Do you know that breaking into someone's house without authorization is a very rude behavior?"

Having said that, Yu Bolan stroked his face lightly to confirm that Yi Rong was still there.

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Bai," An Ze jumped down from the wall, slightly nodding his head, "I just want to confirm a problem, and I privately think that deliberately hiding one's identity in a major transaction is not a polite behavior."

"Do you live by the sea, so it's so wide?" Yu Bolan sneered, "I'm easy to put on, what's your business? Don't you guys also wear a mask? It's you who ran to other people's houses without saying a word Come on, do you think you are being polite?"

"Old Bai, please calm down," An Ze said with his neither humble nor haughty look, "I don't mean anything malicious, I just want to ask..."

Having said that, he turned his gaze to Huai Mo behind Yu Bolan: "Master Duan, do you still remember me?"

Yu Bolan frowned, and stood in front of Huai Mo: "Why, what's the matter with you?"

Huai Mo patted him lightly from behind.

Yu Bolan looked back at him, only to see that the other party shook his head at him: "I'm fine."

As he said, Huai Mo stepped forward and looked directly at An Ze: "I remember you, you have been to Duan's house a few times, what's the matter?"

"I didn't expect that," An Ze looked at him in amazement, "You escaped."

Huai Mo's eyes darkened, and he put his hand on the hilt of his sword: "If you come to laugh at me, then you can get out."

"I'm sorry, I don't mean that," An Ze nodded, stroking the Luo Lingjia man on his wrist with his fingers, "Second Young Master Duan, since your identity has been confirmed, then I want to negotiate a deal with you .”

"What deal?" Huai Mo's tone was very flat, but he didn't let go of his sword hilt.

"Although it may make you feel uncomfortable," An Ze said politely, "but this is indeed what I urgently need now—I want to buy your blood with a lot of money."

As soon as the words fell, suddenly, a wave of air hit Anze, he raised his hand to block it, the wave brushed past his cheeks, then turned a corner, went straight into the sky, and exploded huge fireworks in the air.

Yu Bolan hid the muzzle of the gun in his long cloak, and quickly shrank back after doing all this.

Even Huai Mo didn't see clearly when he made the move.

Huai Mo looked at the unending smoke in front of him, withdrew his hand that had been caressing the hilt of the sword, ready to go, and pursed his lips.

Is this... the feeling of being protected?

It's rare.

After the smoke dissipated, An Ze's figure slowly emerged from it.

"You missed a certain distance," An Ze was not annoyed, and there was a hint of a smile in his voice, "It seems that you didn't intend to take my life."

"You think too much," Yu Bolan's eyes darkened, and his voice was a bit harsh, "I just don't want your blood to stain the gate of my house."

Having said that, he sneered again: "As a businessman, you really don't have eyesight, An Ze, didn't you see that the current Huai Mo is not so easy to bully?"

"I said, I have no malicious intentions," An Ze emphasized again without changing his face, "I don't mean to humiliate, I am willing to pay a lot of money to buy, this is a plea."

"Master Duan's blood contains a variety of extremely precious medicines, and he has also fused his own spiritual power," An Ze continued, "I am currently in the bottleneck period of improving my cultivation, and urgently need the help of his blood. "

"Oh, heavy gold?"

Huai Mo glanced at him.

If you dare to promise him for money, I will kill you.

He put his hand on the hilt of his sword, thinking to himself.

Yu Bolan didn't say anything more, but shot him again with sharp eyes and quick hands.

"I think our attitude is clear enough," Yu Bolan said coldly, "Why are you still relentless here? Keep pouring salt on other people's wounds? You are really here, Master of the Tianxin Pavilion. "

"I attacked the visitor with no malice twice in a row," An Ze said slowly after the smoke cleared, "Old Bai, your hospitality is not very good."

"The one who flirts first is cheap, you were the one who was rude first," Yu Bolan straightened his clothes calmly, "If you don't leave, I won't miss the next blow."

An Ze didn't speak, but stood on the spot, looked at Huai Mo for a while, suddenly smiled, took half a step back, and saluted: "Since Mr. Bo said so, then I won't bother you, and I will leave. "

After finishing speaking, he turned around, spun twice in the air magnificently, summoned the flying magic weapon, and disappeared from their sight.

Seeing that he was gone, Yu Bolan took off his disguise, raised his legs and walked into the house.

Huai Mo looked at his back, his eyes darkened, he also took off his disguise, and followed.

Yu Bolan stepped into the house and stood in the middle, choking and coughing.

Although it has undergone simple care, the decaying smell accumulated in the room for many years is not so easy to dissipate.

"It's not very good." Yu Bolan sniffled and murmured.

Thinking of this, he turned around, looked at Huai Mo who had just walked in, and smiled at him: "Tsk, I can't live in this damn place forever, I must have a decent house."

He wanted to change the subject quickly, so that Huai Mo wouldn't think of those sad things again.

"You like Lingshi very much, Yu Bolan." Huai Mo looked at him fixedly, and spoke slowly.

"Ah, yes," Yu Bolan replied truthfully, "Who doesn't love Lingshi, not to mention that Lingshi can improve my cultivation..."

Halfway through his speech, he felt that something was wrong, hurriedly stepped forward, walked up to Huai Mo, and looked at him: "What's wrong?"

"Just now, An Ze said that he would buy my blood with a lot of money." Huai Mo said this without thinking.

"I know, I've already turned him back," Yu Bolan said softly, "Don't be afraid."

Huai Mo lowered his head and shook his head slightly.

Yu Bolan thought for a while, understood, and smiled: "You don't think I'll sell you just for Lingshi, do you?"

"Dare you?" Huai Mo raised his head abruptly and stared at him.

The red eyes look particularly fierce.

But Yu Bolan was not afraid.

"Don't worry, I won't," Yu Bolan leaned down, "Our little Huaimo is precious."

"You're changing your name again." Huai Mo slightly closed his eyes.

"Don't worry, even if you sell, I won't agree," he said again, "My relationship with you is not that close."

"Hey, it doesn't matter how close you are," Yu Bolan quickly corrected him, "No matter who you are, you can't hurt your body for him."

"Do you need to say it?" Huai Mo snorted, and glanced at him impatiently, "I will never be so stupid as that."

"Okay then, let's get over this matter, shall we?" Yu Bolan smiled at him again, "Let's pretend that idiot never came, okay?"

Huai Mo lowered his eyes, gave a "hmm", and then said, "I'm fine."

Yu Bolan was amused by him, so he could only respond repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes."

Huai Mo turned his head away, not wanting to talk to him anymore, turned around and walked away.

[Di——The detected blackening value has dropped to: 40. 】

[Di--It is detected that the favorite value has risen to: 27. 】

A system broadcast came from Yu Bolan's ears.

Huai Mo walked to the table, and suddenly turned his head slightly: "Give me the talisman paper."

Yu Bolan was taken aback.

"I'm going to draw a talisman for you," Huai Mo frowned, "There are so many, you have to hurry up."

"Oh, good." Yu Bolan quickly took out some spirit stones, converted them into talisman papers, and handed them over.

Talisman papers are not precious, one spirit stone can convert many pieces.

Huai Mo took it, put it on the table, twisted up a piece of talisman paper with his left hand, stretched out his fingertips with his right hand, filled with spiritual power, and drew lines on the talisman paper in one go.

Yu Bolan was beside him, leaning against the corner of the table, staring at him intently.

After drawing three talismans in one breath, Huai Mo finally noticed his frozen gaze.

He turned his head and frowned, "What are you doing?"

"Ah?" Yu Bolan came back to his senses, and hooked his lips, "I want to learn how to draw this thing."

"Why learn this?" Huai Mo lowered his eyes, "Isn't there me? I'll draw for you."

"Too many," Yu Bolan explained, "I can't keep bothering you... After all, it's my own business, I have to study hard."

Hearing what he said, Huai Mo felt inexplicably uncomfortable, and frowned: "What do you mean?"

"Didn't I say it all? I'll take care of it."

"You can't trust me?"

"I don't need you, I can do it myself."

Yu Bolan was stunned for two seconds by his rapid fire, not knowing what to do for a while.

"Don't they all say to do their own thing?" He muttered.

He suddenly remembered something, raised his head and asked: "By the way, Huai Xiaomo, you haven't told me that you are a swordsman, why do you have these things that you can only do?"

"These are what I learned in Xuantianzong." Huai Mo said without raising his head.

"But... isn't Xuantianzong a sect of sword repair?" Yu Bolan frowned.

"That's right, he is a sword repair sect," Huai Mo sneered, "but what they taught me was only the most basic runes."

Yu Bolan was silent.

He seemed to understand something.

How could he have forgotten that in the place of Xuantianzong in the original text, everyone has pink eyes, and there is no normal person.

He even wanted to use Huai Mo's spine to forge a sword.

He seemed to have hit Huai Mo's sore spot again.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Yu Bolan thought about it at a loss, and decided to coax it with a lollipop, but just as he took out a spirit stone and was about to activate the ability to convert, he heard Huai Mo speak slowly.

"Three months," he said.

Yu Bolan looked up at him.

"Don't forget, I only agreed to play with you for three months," Huai Mo looked at him with a blank expression on his face, "After three months, I will go to Xuantianzong to take revenge."

"I know," Yu Bolan smiled and took back the spirit stone, "We agreed at the beginning."