The Enemy Sticks to Me Every Day

On the auction stage, the holographic projection of this sword is being displayed in 360 degrees.

The elegant and slender blade has no complicated and delicate patterns, but a slightly dim gem is embedded in the grip.

The old master was obviously a person who used swords frequently, leaving many traces of use, but he was well maintained. The whole sword emits a soft and delicate radiance.

"...Although it is a weapon ten years ago, the designer is still unknown, but the performance, design and craftsmanship are still at the current top level."

"Whether it is collection or use, it has a very high value."

There are still many people who are interested in swords. The price is very high, and the price has also soared. The starting price doubled in an instant.

Rong Yu estimated it himself, and knew that this was not a price that he could accept.

When he escaped from the arena, he was ready to abandon it.

But the look in his eyes still couldn't help but float over.

It was really Stardust, and Rong Yu could recognize it almost immediately.

He clearly remembered every scratch on him.

Keel told him the name.

When he just got the keel, it was when he defeated the last strongest beast.

The man's code name is Executioner, as the name suggests, his favorite victory is to cut off the enemy's head.

It's not a person anymore, it's more like a skin, carrying the bloodthirsty desire of all the spectators.

At that time, how many people were fanatically infatuated with that moment of beheading, and how many people gave the executioner terrible power.

And after the executioner was defeated.

The arena also followed the same pattern, and the executioner’s head was taken off in public.

In exchange for the cheers of the mountains and the tsunami.

When Rong Yu got off the field, he realized that he was trembling with fear. He didn't dare to get off the mecha for the whole night. He slept in the mecha and cried. In his dreams, there were flying blades and heads that fell to the ground. Awakened.

Keel let him sleep with the sword.

This way he can be less afraid.

Keel hummed a song to him in a gentle voice. The stars are the dust in the sky, and the dust is the stars on the ground.

He held the sword, and fell asleep crying.

Later, Rong Yu thought that maybe his tears were drained on the mecha, and he would not cry for a long time after that.

He has experienced so many disgusting battles, but never hated mecha, because the keel once gave him the only dream.

But he still lost the keel.

He can't afford this sword, but even if he buys it back, what's the use?

Rong Yu fixedly looked at the sword, and after a long time, he lowered his head, letting the price call again and again.

Finally stopped at the price of four million stars.

Rong Yu thought, if there was no such gambling game as Yang Xizhou, he would have been struggling to pay a fraction.

But the money is not all his, there is also a share of Ji Li.

Rong Yu counted his savings in frustration.

For the first time, I hope I can make a fortune right away.

People are still bidding on the auction stand.

The auction price of Stardust has reached five million stars. It seems that there is a dedicated collector who is persistently biting this sword. The price has far exceeded the price of this sword.

Rong Yu didn't plan to watch it anymore.

No matter what, it's hard to get this sword.

Stardust might not belong to him.

But suddenly I heard an electronic quotation sound.

"Box 10, bid 10 million."

Rong Yugang turned his head.

Suddenly realized that he and Ji Li were in Box 10.

He was stunned: "Jili?"

Ji Li's family background is very strong, but he has always been a low-key and indifferent personality, rarely such bright and wealthy behavior. But he was too lazy to pester those people, he just wanted to get things quickly and hang them around Rong Yu's neck.

Suddenly it was a bit embarrassing to be seen by Rong Yu like this.

"Suitable for you." Ji Li blushed and whispered.

"And... you've been watching."

This is the most suitable sword for Rong Yu in his mind.

Even if Rong Yu concealed it, his eyes kept floating on the sword.

So even if the price is high, it is worth it.

Rong Yu was a little speechless.

"Don't retire." Ji Li thought he was unwilling to ask, and turned his head to coldly hum, "This is also part of your performance."

"Good." Rong Yu whispered.

Soon a waiter delivered the pendant, following Ji Li's eyes, it delivered it to Rong Yu's hand.

The waiter softly reminded: "There is another interesting fact about this auction item that is not included in the auction manual."

"It is said that this was once the strongest fighting beast, the sword in the hand of the dragon bone."

"The arena of the year was not witnessed, and perhaps some people have heard of it. Since then, there are many imitations of keel, and our auction house cannot be sure whether it is the genuine product, so it is not included in the auction book.

The rules of the arena were the same as the black market.

All signals are shielded, all communication equipment is forbidden, and there are no cameras to prevent leaving traces. Even collecting evidence of the arena was difficult.

In those days, there were very few people who touched the keel in the arena, and later they fled around. As for the authenticity of the mecha, it was only free to prove.

"But whether it is true or not, it is a surprise we leave for our guests. I hope that the stardust in your hand is the one that once brought glory to the keel."

Ji Li was stunned.

Rong Yu gently held the pendant.

The pendant turned into strands of golden thread, seemingly tangled around his fingertips gently and gently, and finally turned into a gentle, golden sword exuding silently.

The originally dim gem suddenly brightened, as if it had become a bright star.

On the sword.

Rong Yu's brown eyes were reflected.

It took such a long time.

Stardust is still so gentle.

He released his hand, the sword did not fall, but silently disappeared into the air, turned into a pendant, and fell on the palm of Rong Yu's palm.

He stuffed the pendant into Ji Li's hand.

"I don't know if this is..." Ji Li stared at him nervously, as if he was afraid of revealing his scars and hurting him, and a trace of helplessness appeared in his blue eyes, "...Don't you like it? ?"

He returned his sword to his hand.

But I was afraid of making him unhappy.

Rong Yu was almost drowning in those blue eyes. He didn't even have the usual jokes. He just whispered: "Can you wear it for me?"

His smile was too sincere.

Unlike the usual dangling appearance, even the corners of his mouth are soaked with a gentle taste.

Ji Li blushed slightly and motioned for him to sit down.

Rong Yu obediently half-kneeled beside him, lowered his head slightly, and obediently exposed the white and fragile back of his neck.

Ji Li's fingertips touched the skin of the back of his neck, and it was slightly cool.

There was a soft click.

"Okay." Ji Li looked carefully.

Beautiful collarbone, and golden pendant.

It really suits him.

But unexpectedly the pendant approached.

The collarbone is also near.

Rong Yu kissed him lightly on the cheek, and said jokingly, "How can I pay you back so much money?"

"You don't want me to tremble with you? Commander?"

He is not serious again.

Ji Li complained, but couldn't get angry again.

Secretly hugged his waist and said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense."

After a while.

I was also afraid that Rong Yuhu would think about the crooked truths that were worthy of it.

Secretly caught his hand.

The roots of the ears turned red, as if exhausting all the energy of the whole body, before squeezing out the mosquitoes, the truth said: "I don't want you to pay it back."

"Just... I want to see you happy."

Either give him a dance or give him a nice sword. Before that, it’s okay to learn to kiss, or even agree to wear a skirt like a fool.

Emotionally, he has always been a somewhat indifferent and rigid person. He doesn't know how to make people happy and how to make people happy.

So what Rong Yu said, he did. What Rong Yu liked, he gave him something.

If you say, what he really wants.

That's the big castle he prepared.

To live in one of his favorite little dragons.

Ji Li looked like ice from the outside.

But he held all the hot stuff in the palm of his hand as a gift, and was afraid of burning him.

Rong Yu was silent for a long time, then hugged him and laughed low.

The last one is so good.

It's his gooey candy.

Now there is another princess.

How can there be a good person like Ji Li in this world?

It's like an angel given to him from heaven.

Ji Li realized that there was a little hot drop on his shoulder and neck: "Are you crying?"

"Don't mind." Rong Yu's voice was filled with a little smile.

"I'm..." He paused and whispered, "Thank you."