The dice cup opens, three sixes!

The autumn leaves in the shaking cup suddenly cheered and were very excited.

The Zhao family brothers, Situ Zhe's face suddenly turned to ashes.

They couldn't figure out what was going on? The change was completely out of their control.

They were stunned, and Cuihua took advantage of Situ Zhe's inattention, slipped out of his claws, and ran behind Mo Wuxie, afraid that he would rush over.

"Oh yes, yes, Mo Shao is really my lucky star, my ancestor!"

Zhuo Dashao danced excitedly, patted Mo Wuxie's shoulder, and hugged Cuihua again.

"Get out of here, Young Master Ben doesn't have that blessing, he can't become your ancestor!" Mo Wuxian kicked the fat man away, looked at Situ Zhe, and said, "Brother Situ, you lost!"

He looked at him with a smile, as if he had seen the scene of someone performing on the Wuhun Stage.

Wuhun Terrace, that's a famous place. Located in the square in the middle of the imperial capital, every time there is a major event, key figures will give speeches there, which is the best place for people to gather, and it is also the place where the news spreads the fastest.

Situ Zhe's eyes were cloudy, and he rushed to the table like lightning, grabbing the silk scarf he had drawn.

Mo Wuxian seemed to have expected this for a long time. Situ Zhe's speed was fast, but in his eyes it was as slow as a snail.

When Situ Zhe was about to get the satin scarf and smile victoriously, the satin scarf was gone, and the smile froze on his face.

Mo Wuxian glanced at the things in his hand and said, "Tomorrow at noon, I hope you can fulfill the gambling contract." Hehe, otherwise, tomorrow afternoon, I will send this gambling contract to His Majesty's side, and you can do it yourself when the time comes!"

After saying that, he left, and the fat man did not forget to taunt them viciously, and the two flower girls also ran away.

"It's smashed, it's messed up this time, we can't explain it and we're going to be embarrassed!" Situ Zhe roared.

Zhang Gang said: "Or you will pay the bills!"

Situ Zhe said angrily: "Lao Tzu is ashamed, you can't run away, let's go together at noon tomorrow!"

Mo Wuxian walked out of the pavilion and could still hear Situ Zhe's roar.

"Brother Situ, I will lead a hundred beauties over tomorrow, you have to come on!"

Before leaving, he did not forget to strengthen the intensity of ridicule. And the fat man even beat the person who fell into the water dog, and roared: "Dog, if you don't go tomorrow, Lao Tzu wants you to die ugly, ha, ha, **!"

Walking out of the drunken flower building, the luxury carriage was still parked there, but at this time, Zhuo Dashao no longer looked at it, but kicked it over, and the four high-headed horses cried in fright.

"Fatty, this carriage belongs to Situ Zhe, right?" Mo Wuxian smiled thief.

The fat man nodded and scolded: "Damn, if they hadn't threatened me, I wouldn't have taken this dog thing to invite you out of the mountain!"

Mo Wuxian Ha Lu Ha Da Lu smiled: "He still owes you a thousand taels, right?"

The fat man nodded, and Mo Wuxian laughed even more exaggeratedly: "Since that's the case, you can let him use this carriage to pay off his debts!"

The fat man's eyes suddenly widened, he patted his head, and regretted: "Why didn't I expect it? With such a high IQ of Young Master Ben, I didn't expect it, I am really ashamed of my ancestors!"

So, the person who was driving the car was killed by him, and he jumped on it himself, saying, "Thank you brother for reminding me, now this car is mine, go first!"

Mo Wuxian looked at Zhuo Dashao, who had no heart or lungs to escape, and was speechless for a while. Originally, he helped Zhuo Dashao win back face this time, and wanted to take this carriage for himself, but he didn't expect this fat man to know his thoughts and drive away.

It was still several miles back to the Duke's Palace, and it was still too early to go back, so I planned to wander the streets and see more of this fresh world.

Mo Wuxian was full of curiosity about everything in this world, looking at this stall, looking at that stall, and finally buying a bunch of things, including rouge gouache, silk and satin, and some functional drugs for men.

Before he was halfway down the street, he had a big package on his body.

He looked at the long street, sighed, and said, "Although there are many stalls, it is a pity that there are few varieties, which is a pity!"

As he sighed, he didn't realize that at the end of the street, from the outside in, there was a chaotic noise.

I saw a horse rushing into the street from the street.

Although this ride is monotonous, it makes a rumbling sound like a thousand horses galloping; this ride, white at the bottom and red at the top, drifts from afar like a ribbon, and people can't help but marvel at a glimpse of it! This ride, where it passes, leaves a faint fragrance, which makes people refresh their minds and clear their minds.

This ride, let everyone see, but instead of appreciation, it was full of anger and worry.

This ride went on a rampage, and the pedestrians and stalls on the street avoided one after another, and those who couldn't avoid it were whipped away by a whip on the horse, and the end of the horse leather shroud did not fall.

Mo Wuxian was buried in a pile of ceramics, and the color and shape made him admire.

"Such a good thing, if you take it to my last life, won't it be a national treasure-level antique? Which one won't sell for tens of millions? Good things, good things!"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

When he looked up, he saw a crowd of people, and they all gave way, and a tall white horse came into view.

His eyesight was very strong, and he immediately saw a girl in red immediately, and then, his eyes suddenly bloomed with appreciation.

I saw this girl's beautiful hair flying in the wind, slender eyebrows, a pair of eyes looking forward to shining, a straight nose, pink cheeks slightly red, delicate two cherry lips, white face like clotted fat red halos, crystal clear snow like snow skin, beautiful posture, suffocating beauty.

"It's beautiful!"

He looked at the girl on the horse dumbfounded, admiring and admiring, but he didn't see that a whip had been drawn.

The whip wind was like a shadow, and it was pumped on his body with precision.

The whip was very powerful, but it was ingenious, and it didn't hurt him. was whipped away like this, how unbearable it was to be hung up. With a whip, all the things in Mo Wuxie's package flew out of the coffin, spilling everywhere, and some even fell into the girl's arms, caught by her in her hands.

The hot feeling made Mo Wuxian suddenly become angry, and he roared, "Stop!"

The maiden ghost grabbed the reins in a hurry, and the white horse seemed to understand his master's thoughts, and immediately stopped.

"Who are you yelling at?" the girl's whip snapped, and the frightened pedestrians hurriedly avoided again.

"Such a beautiful girl is so domineering, tyrannical and tyrannical, Lang Fei, Lang Fei!" With his prestige, he didn't know that there was such a girl in the Imperial Capital of Lu Dao, but he shook his head and sighed.

Although the voice was small, it was heard by the girl.

"Who do you say is tyrannical?" the girl stared at him coldly, shaking the whip in her hand, and there was a great tendency to whip it again.

Mo Wuxian clenched his fists in his arms, looked at the girl arrogantly, and said, "Can there be anyone else here?"

The girl said angrily: "Hmph, look for death!"

Another whip was drawn.

This time, the girl struck Mo Wuxian again, the difference was that the whip was caught in his hand.

With a hard pull, the girl rolled off the horse, and as soon as he reached out to stop it, the girl came into his arms and smiled: "Yo, it's very spicy!"