Chapter 88

The thousand silk knot heart sword is an ancient treasure. It is said that it was made by a great power. It is a token of affection given by the great power to the Taoist couple. It is made of ten thousand year old gold silkworm thread. It is exquisite and beautiful. The most important thing is that it can improve the power of the spirit sword and greatly improve the combat effectiveness.

As soon as the silk cloth was lifted, the monks on the scene began to move. They just stopped thinking when they saw that Wenai was fighting with the No. 12 guest again. I'm kidding. They don't dare to fight with these two losers. It's not enough to spend money to lose money.

The starting price was 30000 stone. Wen AI was determined to get it. He didn't have to work hard to add it up a little bit. He asked for 200000. On the 12th, however, he deliberately made fun of him and called out two hundred and fifty-two.

Wen AI wrote down a number on the jade slips. After the auctioneer below received it, he said in a loud voice, "guest 23 bid 500000!"

After a while, the auctioneer looked down at the messenger jade slips in his hand, and said in a high voice, "the 12th guest bid 50025."

And scolded the master!

Wen AI was so angry by the rascal that he put all his wealth on him and fought with him to the end.

When the auctioneer saw Winai's offer, his eyes were wide open and he said in a trembling voice: "one million! Guest 23 bid one million! "

Everyone was in an uproar. The two local tyrants were kicked by donkeys! One million is enough for a medium-sized family to spend in one year. Why fight for the share for a moment!

"How much money do you have?" Wen AI said to the disciples in the private room, "if that asshole follows me again, you Can you lend me some? "

This is to fight with No. 12!

However, they had already learned the whole story from the two disciples of the sword Pavilion who had gone out before. But they had to keep it from Wen AI. They wanted to persuade Wen AI. However, Wen AI was so hard and two big jumps, which directly raised the price to a million yuan, made them painfully aware of the truth.

The disciple of the sword Pavilion covered the storage bag and shook his head: "little martial uncle, we don't have many spirit stones. If we gather together, we may not be able to rob that man."

Yao GE's disciples also said: "although there are still some purchase fees left, our family has strict discipline and embezzlement of public funds is taboo."

Wen AI didn't get the internal support, but on the 12th there, it was like opening the eyes of the sky. Only a piece of spirit stone was added. Wen AI had run out of ammunition and food, and was crushed to death by this small piece. There was no room for struggle.

After the auction, all the onlookers had a good time. They were all smiling when they thought that they could take back what they had seen and heard for a hundred years. Wen AI, with all the famous disciples, walked behind the crowd dejectedly and left Wanbao building empty handed. He might as well not come. He's attracted to so many interesting treasures, but in the end he can't buy them, and he's angry for nothing.

Seeing that he was drooping, Linghui couldn't help but comfort her. The disciple on one side quickly pulled her back, winked at her and shook her head. Linghui said with her mouth: "don't worry, I have the sense of propriety."

Wen AI didn't look at the road when he walked. He almost ran into a big stove by the road. He looked up. The grandfather behind the stove was looking at him with a smile: "little baby, do you want to eat roasted sweet potato?"

Linghui saw Gu Shu's trick of coaxing Wen AI. At this time, she immediately went forward and bought a fragrant sweet potato. After Wen AI ate it, she was not so depressed.

The disciples quietly gave Linghui a thumbs up behind her back.

Along the way more and more lively, a party happened to walk into a night market, both sides are full of stalls, strange Lingbao hanging in the air, the whole street lit up.

Linghui took the opportunity to suggest: "why don't you pick something here? Although it's just some humble stalls, when you're lucky, you can still find a handful of treasures. "

Wen AI pats his forehead. Yes, there is no racket maniac here. He wants to buy whatever he wants.

"So much." Wen AI sighed at the various objects in front of her, and groped around curiously.

Seeing that his clothes were expensive, the stall owner began to smile and said, "what do you want to buy

Every artifact had its own halo. Wen AI was dazzled. He rubbed his eyes and asked, "do you have a sword?"

"Yes, yes."

The stall owner took out a handful and put it in front of Wen AI for him to choose carefully. The disciples behind him looked at each other. It seems that the little martial uncle has a deep attachment to Jian Zhen.

The last one in Wenai's phase is silver, with beautiful knots and full tassels. It only cost five spirit stones. When she bought a satisfactory object, the unhappiness in Wenai's heart finally came to an end. She held the sword and looked back and forth happily. Fortunately, she didn't get a thousand silk knot sword just now. It's a million dollars. Let No. 12 be the head of the injustice!

"Do you like it?" Wen AI stands in front of Gu Shu and stares at him with expectant eyes, "I think silver matches you very much!"

Looking at the sword in his palm, Gu Shu gently stroked the smooth tassel and said, "it's beautiful. I like it very much."

Because the goods are cheap, Wen AI asked: "do you really like it? Are you kidding me? "Gu Shu looked at him with a smile: "if I don't like it, what are you going to do?"

"Don't dislike it!" Wen AI immediately threw himself into his arms, his lips curled in an aggrieved radian, "I'll buy this one. If you don't like it, I won't give you any gifts..."

Gu Shu looked at his round eyes, nervous like a little dog who was afraid of being abandoned. He could not help but lower his head and touched his left cheek with his lips. It was soft and tender.

This is the first time that Gu Shu takes the initiative to make such an intimate move. Wen AI Shua turns red into a small tomato. He can't cover his face with his hands. His eyes dodge and dare not look at him.

Gu Shu was photographed by his shyness. All he could see was this fresh and lovely tomato. Every move seemed to be on the top of his heart, which made his chest itch. He wanted to get closer to him.

But his little tomato was almost ripe with shame, so he had to hold people in his arms and comfort them well: "how can you blush like this? Good boy, it's elder martial brother and no one else."

Wen AI still refused to put down her hand on her cheek. She was so ashamed that she wanted to go underground, but she still asked in a low voice: "why did you kiss me, elder martial brother..."

"Because Xiao Xiao is my elder martial brother's favorite." Gu Shu hugged his little body tightly, looked at the distance and said, "before, I didn't know why parents were willing to sacrifice for their children, but now I understand a little bit."

Gu Shu bowed his head and looked at Wen AI tenderly: "a small one, delicate and soft, sweet and lovely. Although I have no blood relationship with you, my elder brother is like a father, and my elder martial brother is willing to pet you to grow up. "

What

Wen Aiben was listening to love words. Who knows that Gu Shu's father's love overflowed and made him a son. A deer's heart suddenly fell silent.

"What's the matter?" Seeing his sudden loss, Gu Shu asked, "do you miss your father?"

Wen AI shook his head in silence. He had never met his short-lived old man.

Looking back, Gu Shu asked, "do you like elder martial brother kissing you?"

Wen AI raised his head and looked carefully at Gu Shu. His mood suddenly got better. Anyway, what elder martial brother cares about most now is him. When he grows up, elder martial brother will Hey, hey, hey.

Children's face, June day, that is to say change. Wen AI raised the corner of his mouth and leaned up to Gu Shu's face to kiss him. "I like elder martial brother, and I like elder martial brother to kiss me."

"Just now..."

I think of the auction

Gu Shu knew that he was very unhappy about this, so he took out his sword and changed the topic: "didn't you buy me a sword, come on, you tie it yourself."

Although Gu Shu's sword is not as smart as a sword, he has a basic self-consciousness. He thinks that the sword given by Wen AI is a roadside product, which is of low grade. He trembles with displeasure.

Wen AI was a little embarrassed and took down the tied sword. Gu Shu looks at Ling, raises his hand and taps a fierce mana into the sword. The spirit of the sword is almost destroyed by him, and he is as quiet as a chicken.

"How can I take back my gift? It's rare to see one that can catch my eye." Gu Shu took Wen AI's sword back and tied it firmly to the hilt. "I like it very much."

In his heart, Wen AI was sweet. Relying on Gu Shu's favor, he held his arm shamefully: "elder martial brother, don't go back tonight, will you sleep with me?"

Gu Shu frowned fiercely, but he regained his smile before Wen AI noticed: "only this night."

The next day, the cleaning disciple knocked on Gu Ye's door, but found that the interior of the room was in a mess, vases, utensils, spiritual treasures It's all broken.

The handyman was too stiff to enter at the door, but Gu Yeqing patted his robe as if nothing had happened. He told him to clean it up, and the imperial sword went to the direction of the medicine garden.

Last night, Wen AI was sleeping soundly in Gu Shu's arms. Today, she is full of energy. She is humming after watering a flower. Suddenly, a soft squeak came into his ear. He put down the ladle and looked around. A snow-white furry was watching him not far away.

Wenai walked over gently, tentatively extended his hand to his head. Seeing that he was gentle and didn't resist, he had the courage to drop his hand on his head. Wen AI felt as like as two peas, and thought of the little animal. He thought of the Golden Fox, which he missed at the auction. His eyes were just like the one in front of him.

Wen AI couldn't help but tease the golden sable in her arms, wondering how it could be here. Jin Fu Diao seems to like Wen AI very much. He actively sticks out his tongue and licks his palm. He is enjoying himself. There is a sound of stepping at the door of the medicine garden.

"It's easy for me to find. I came to you."