100 million walk alone

Chapter 73
When Su Yao asked for several more benefits, the fat man refused.

What he really wanted to do was to temper the silver sword with the green blood.

But there is a problem, how to practice the sword correctly with green blood, the fat man has no idea.

At present, he only has one guess, and that guess is too shameful.

Once it is brought up, it is easy to be regarded as a pervert and directly scare the girl away.

For [-] million solitary men, it is easy to find a cultivator with one star spiritual root who has perfected his skills, but a female monk with twelve sword slaves and spiritual roots can't find it with a lantern.

It's not easy to meet Su Yao who has a more sword slave spirit root, and the fat man attaches great importance to it.

When it comes to Slaying Monsters and Weeping Blood and upgrading it to a Spirit Treasure, it is equivalent to gaining an extra holy artifact, so you can't be careless.

Fatty had already expressed his attitude when he sent out the heart word Luo Yi.

Now, he needs to strengthen that sense of ritual.

So he said: "Don't worry, I told you to invite you to dinner, what do you want to eat?"

The girl in ancient costume who got the heart character Luoyi, put aside her best friend's advice, and inexplicably helped the fat man save money: "Don't order such expensive things, let's go out and have a barbecue."

Are you looking down on me?

Do you think I am someone who can walk out of the Joy Hotel?
Do you know how much dirt is out there trying to kill me?

The fat man thought so in his heart, and he had a question three times in a row.

He said this: "Listen to people's advice to eat enough, don't order such expensive ones, then have a cheaper French candlelight dinner, and let's eat on the balcony."

After speaking, he called the housekeeper and asked her to deliver the food.

Su Yao didn't understand what a "cheaper French candlelight dinner" was. She went to the bathroom to wash up first. When she came out, she picked up the book-like menu in the suite and looked at it. She was dazzled immediately.

The so-called French romantic dinner is priced at 1314520.

And this thing is not discounted, because of the meaning expressed by numbers.

A meal of more than 100 million, this is called "don't order so expensive"?
Can this also be called cheaper?

Su Yao once again experienced the inhumane, fat man's world, which she didn't understand.

At this time, the staff had already delivered the food. Su Yao in the bedroom heard the fat man chatting with the housekeeper on the balcony.

An inexplicable emotion came to her heart, Su Yao felt that she used her body to go out to meet people, and she lost some cards, so she was more confident with her body.

As her proficiency improved, her dharma body lasted for nearly two hours, and she immediately switched to the Gengjin Sword Slave form, put on the Xinzi Luoyi and walked out.

At this moment, the waiter had already left, only Ye Wanying was still chatting with the fat man.

Seeing the beautiful girl in ancient costume, the housekeeper was startled.

Even judging by the critical eyes of women, the beauties in ancient costumes in Ye Wanying's eyes are still bubbling.

This is what the costumed girl wanted, sitting confidently opposite the fat man.

"Two take it easy."

The housekeeper was very sensible and left with a heart in her heart.

The atmosphere that followed developed in a romantic direction.

Su Yao had been looking forward to the candlelight dinner for half a year, and it finally came.

There are five types of candlelight dinners at Xinyue Hotel: 5213 for junior suites, 52013 for intermediate suites, 520999 for senior suites, and two more types for super suites. The prices are 1314520 and 5201314.

Once upon a time, Su Yao's biggest dream was the medium candlelight dinner of more than 5 meals.

The fat man directly helped her upgrade, and the specifications were raised by two grades.

Under the dim candlelight, the romantic balcony of the super suite filled the atmosphere.

Su Yao doesn't know the dishes on the table.

But she recognized the bottle of red wine, the 95-year-old Lafite, priced at 95.

Grape wine luminous glass, the next story is Ollie.

During this process, Fatty deeply realized that money is really a good thing.

Maybe money is not everything, but without money, many operations cannot be performed.

Ten thousand sweet words are not as powerful as a meal worth more than one million.

After dinner, a man and a woman held hands on the balcony to watch the stars and the picturesque night view of Rongcheng.

The atmosphere is in place, and Su Yao is completely caught in the atmosphere: "Lu Bao, I want to know your story."

Fatty is not such a casual person: "Ahem, I am actually very conservative. I only tell my own story after three dates, so as not to hurt my heart."

Su Yao can't help but laugh: "you do that kind of thing with someone when you meet him for the first time. You have the nerve to say that you are conservative?"

The fat man corrected: "You are a little biased. Making progress together is a noble and sacred thing, and everyone is doing it for cultivation."

Su Yao knew that the fat man was going around and would not tell his story tonight. She changed the subject: "then you want to know about my past?"

The fat man blurted out: "Of course I want to. I was afraid of offending you, so I didn't ask."

Su Yao turned her head and looked at him: "before you, I only dated one boy, believe it or not?"

The fat man was surprised: "You have such good conditions, there should be many animals lined up to chase you."

"Don't mention it." Su Yao told a sad story with emotion: "I used to go to the University of Finance and Economics. When I was a sophomore, I met a senior who was a junior in our school."

"At that time, when I saw a handsome guy, I was fascinated by ghosts, and I was with him."

"When I was in my senior year, he graduated first. I had to study consecutively for five years. At that time, we made an appointment to work hard together. After I graduated, we would save money to buy a house and get married."

"It turned out that he had only been working for a few months before he ran away with a rich aunt."

The fat man didn't express his opinion, but thought of the pretty boy who helped his aunt carry the bag with tears in his eyes at the gate of Xiuxian Bieyuan.

How many self-improving male monks must have a few aunts behind them.

How many sad male monks have practiced hard to lick abalone and suck screws.

Neither is easy.

Su Yao regarded the fat man as someone who listened silently. She was caught in the past and continued to confide: "I never fell in love again and became a workaholic. I practiced and meditated when I had a little time."

"Actually, I was not convinced. I held my breath and swore countless times: One day, I will be richer than that aunt."

"A few years later, I realized that I was very naive at that time."

"I've already put that person down. It doesn't matter to me what happens to that aunt."

"There were a few quiet nights when I found that I still needed something, but I didn't want to talk about that kind of relationship again, so I set a new goal for myself: When I complete my practice, go to the Xinyue Hotel and find someone who is destined, at least we can make progress together."

"Half a year ago, the practice was finally perfected, and the reality taught me another lesson. I thought it would be easy to find a destined person, but I have not met a suitable one after coming here a few times."

Having said that, she hugged the fat man tightly: "I met you when I was about to give up."

The fat man finally expressed his opinion: "This is called fate, fate, it's so wonderful."

Su Yao hugged her even tighter, and tears filled her eyes: "now I'm so scared, I'm afraid it's a dream, and there's nothing when I wake up."

The fat man pretended to be a wealthy man: "When you think it's unreal, just pick up the heart word Luo Yi and have a look."

Su Yao blurted out: "That's the problem. Every time I see the magic weapon made by Master Su, I feel so unreal, like a dream. Lu Bao, can you tell me that we have only met once, why do you send such a precious thing?"

The fat man has experienced vicissitudes: "The truth is too real, you may not be able to bear it."

Su Yao is full of anticipation: "No, just say it."

The fat man was also unambiguous: "I have communicated with other female monks these days. I want them to show their Dharma bodies, but they all disagree, and we have no contact since then."

After a pause, he changed the subject: "One of the elder sisters is more enthusiastic. She kindly reminded people not to show the Dharma body casually. Many second-level monks want to leave the Dharma body to someone who is worthy of entrustment."

"You know, I didn't know much about this before, and I didn't even know what the signatures of the people around me meant. I only realized how important you are after hearing the reminder from the female monk."

"Actually, it's easy to make you think that my private life is messy, but I don't want to pretend, this is my daily life."

"No matter what kind of person I am in your heart, you are very special in my heart. If I have to find a reason to give you a small gift, it is probably because...you are worth it!"

Su Yao burst into tears all of a sudden, it was worth it, and it was mutual.

The fat man comforted him a few words, but Su Damei cried even harder.

He despised himself a bit, he was still young, if he had known, he would not have said that he had made progress with other female monks.

After a few minutes, Su Yao suddenly wiped away her tears, and looked at the fat man seriously: "So you are fed up with defining a relationship, follow your feelings, don't you?"

The fat man was startled: "Yeah? Could it be you too?"

Su Yao seemed to have lifted a heavy burden: "yes, I feel much better after hearing you say that. Lu Bao, no matter what others think of me and you, or what the future holds, I want to tell you now that you are worth it!"

Before the fat man could react, Su Damei made a big move: "When I was in college, my ex-boyfriend coaxed me to do one thing several times. I was very hesitant and refused to agree. Now I have figured it out. That thing should be left to someone who deserves it."

The fat man can't keep up with the rhythm of the woman's heart, what is "that thing"?

The answer was revealed soon, and Su Yao squatted down suddenly.

That thing turned out to be a poem.

(End of this chapter)