Ling Shang's vision was very vague, and he couldn't see through what he was thinking.

He was like a wooden pestle on the edge of an escalator.

Somehow, Ye Mushen suddenly felt weak, and lowered his head to take Hua Cuo to his appointed "Fufeng Room".

"I said I wouldn't go again!" You carry me in! ”

Ling Shang was still like a wooden pestle in front of the two.

Ye Mushen's expression changed slightly, just as he was air, he picked up the flower horizontally, and went upstairs in three or two steps, setting off a strong wind with bamboo incense.

Miss Lan'er gently tugged at Ling Shang's sleeve, her voice was soft and lingering, "Isn't Childe sitting for a while?" ”

Ye Mushen heard it, and hesitated for a moment.

He turned around and whispered to the three people standing behind Ling Shang, "Do you want to take care of other guests?" ”

The three of them looked at Ling Shang, and then at Ye Mushen; There are those who shake their heads, and there are those who nod.

Ye Mushen became more and more irritable, "I don't care who else you have to take care of, anyway, come with me now." ”

Ling Shang had already arrived at the door of the Drunken Immortal Tower at this time.

He desperately needed fresh air.

Ye Mushen threw the flower on the beauty collapse, "I'm leaving, you can take it easy." ”

Hua Cuo smiled heartlessly, "You go quickly, don't disturb the good things of me and Lan'er Xue'er Qian'er." ”

Ye Mushen raised the corners of his mouth contemptuously, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it all in a big gulp.

He came to the woman who had just pulled Ling Shang's sleeve, lowered his voice and asked, "That guy just now, what are you three doing?" ”

Lan Er also had a good impression of this white-haired man with extraordinary bearing, and his face with heavy makeup turned even redder, "That boy is so strange, he only chatted with us for a few words and left." ”

"Oh? What to talk about? ”

The three of them looked at each other, and finally Qian'er, who was the most eloquent, opened her mouth, "It's all about sesame mung beans, and we don't know, what is he asking......

"Really?" Ye Mushen obviously didn't believe it.

Cher was a little excited, grabbed his arm, her eyes blazing, "If he wants to know some great secrets, why should he ask us fireworks women?" The facts he asked were very strange, and each question was indifferent to the other......"

Ye Mushen calmly removed her hand, "That's it, I'm just asking casually, you don't have to care." ”

Lan Er looked at the wounds on his body, her eyes flashing with tears, "Gongzi is injured, the slave family will apply some medicine to Gongzi, right?" ”

Ye Mushen was aroused by the sound of "slave family" and got goosebumps, pointed at Hua Cuo and smiled, "I called you here to let you serve that master." ”

Hua Cuo hummed Qingpingle, looking unhappy and drunk, and turned a deaf ear to their discussions.

Qian'er listened carefully to the tune, and couldn't hide the disdain in her eyes, "This seems to be ...... Dude? ”

When the other two heard this, they showed disgust together, "He owes so many debts, how can he still have a face?" Mom needs to know ......"

Ye Mushen didn't want to be delayed by the mistake of spending any longer, so he slipped away and went outside.

Ying Xiao hissed twice and kicked his front hooves.

Ye Mushen smiled lightly, "It's rare that you can see me still so energetic, is it because you smell the fat powder on my body?" ”

As he spoke, he went to look at a few wounds on Ying Xiao's back.

Unexpectedly, those small wounds were almost healed.

And on those large wounds, there was a slightly bitter fragrance and medicinal smell.

Ye Mushen looked around, but he didn't see the guy.

Snorted coldly, took the reins and went to Donglai Pavilion.