The man in fancy clothes was really annoyed and angry at this moment.

"Let me roll on my turf? I think you're tired of it! ”

He is the seventh son of Yuqing Taishou's favorite in this place, although his personality is not stubborn, but he is not good.

Unlike Zhou Yinchen, a well-known romantic man in Luoyang, Jiang Qingyun is not a womanizer, but a gambler who pursues excitement.

Jiang Qingyun gambled, not to win, but just to enjoy the illusory satisfaction of being in control of the fate of everyone at the gambling table at the moment before the gambling game opened.

When he saw Ye Mushen, he took advantage of everyone's distraction to bet on the right chips and won a grand slam.

Winners at the table, when they get up, often make some low-level mistakes.

For example, he claims to be the god of gambling, thinking that his gambling luck will continue forever.

More severely, they will become arrogant and empty-sighted.

The people in the inn were not surprised by Jiang Qingyun's domineering, although they were a little curious about the white-haired man, they didn't have the heart to meddle in things.

The noise of drinking, bragging, punching and gambling fills the room.

Ye Mushen let Jiang Qingyun make trouble unreasonably opposite him, but he thought in his heart that he was not familiar with life here, and he didn't know anything about the art of touching gold and moving mountains, so he had to find a helper who knew how to do it these days.

Jiang Qingyun saw that he ignored him, and he was even more angry, and cursed endlessly.

Even if the man in front of him who looks very good is a foreigner, his outfit is enough to show his identity.

It's too late for people to scold him, why does this guy dare to be so arrogant and rude to himself?

Ye Mushen was unaware of Jiang Qingyun's harsh words, and sat in silence.

While thinking about Zhou Yinchen's letter, he thought about how to find a suitable guide.

Suddenly there was a thud, and the bottle was broken.

The surrounding noise paused for only a moment, and then immediately returned to its original state.

After all, no one wants to provoke Lord Taishou for the sake of a foreigner.

Ye Mushen came back to his senses and looked at Jiang Qingyun with empty eyes, as if the person in front of him was just a wild child.

Even if he dropped the wine he didn't have time to taste, he was still just a gentleman who didn't pay attention.

Inexplicably, I felt that this scene was a bit familiar......

In the early autumn of last season, I seemed to be pestering someone like this......

The only difference is that he knows how to deal with people better than Jiang Qingyun.

If there is a difference, it is that he was much more handsome than Jiang Qingyun at that time......

Can ...... now When the crown was weak, he had white hair, and his heart was as silent as a man who ran out of oil and withered his lamp.

Ye Mu looked at the ancient well, left a few pieces of broken silver on the table, and got up to leave.

If it weren't for the fact that this inn was grand enough, he wouldn't have stayed here the night before.

Jiang Qingyun really saw such a strange guy for the first time.

He was still a little worried that he had done too much, but who knew that the other party didn't care about it at all.

The mood of anger and frustration unconsciously turned into awe.

followed Ye Mu to the stable, and when he saw Yingxiao, his eyes were about to fall to the ground.

Whispered praise, "Such a sweat and blood is really ......"

Ye Mushen took the reins, and didn't care that he had just greeted his ancestors for more than ten generations, "Do you want to ride it and try it?" ”

Jiang Qingyun's eyes were full of surprise, "Is it okay?" ”

Ye Mushen bowed his head slightly and motioned for him to get on the horse.

Jiang Qingyun didn't think about it, grabbed Yingxiao's saddle and stepped on.

Ye Mushen took two steps back, squinted his eyes mockingly, and silently thought in his heart: three, two,......

"Ah——!h Jiang Qingyun's terrible screams came just in time.