Qianmo Qingcheng led Yun Luoxue towards a small restaurant in front of her.
As he walked, he said, "If even the central street is ruined, wouldn't Feicheng be ruined?"
Some things should always be hidden, and Central Street should always look like Central Street.
Bing was blocked and couldn't say a word. My master thought, why didn't his elm-headed mind not think of it?
The long-distance traveler who brought disaster to the country and the people had already made some simple disguise modifications when he entered the city.
Now he looks like, except for his tall and straight figure, as for his face, he can be considered an ordinary person at best.
But this does not affect Qianmo Qingcheng's innate aura of nobility at all.
Yun Luoxue couldn't help being speechless, it was wrong to be good-looking.
Feng Yue Restaurant is the best restaurant in this seemingly small city.
Two silver figures, with a black figure outside, entered Feng Yue Restaurant.
Judging from Yun Luoxue and Qian Mo Qingcheng's clothing and age, no one would think that they are a couple.
There are all kinds of people in the restaurant.
Where there are many people, there is a lot of right and wrong.
Naturally, there are many topics.
Sitting next to the window on the second floor, Yun Luoxue and Qian Mo Qingcheng looked at each other.
Yun Luoxue was thinking about the face of Qianmo Qingcheng. As for Qianmo Qingcheng, she was watching Luo Xue alone and listening in all directions.
"Luo Xue, what are you looking at?" Qianmo Qingcheng asked lightly as she picked up the teacup on the table and turned the cup in her hand.
Yun Luoxue tilted her chin and looked at Qianmo Qingcheng with absolute concentration.
Upon hearing his question, Yun Luoxue just blinked and said nothing.
Qianmo Qingcheng's sword eyebrows moved, "What are you thinking about?"
Yun Luoxue suddenly smiled mysteriously, approached Qianmo Qingcheng, and said in a low voice: "Qianmo Qingcheng, do you think we will gain anything tonight?"
Qianmo Qingcheng heard the words and nodded without thinking, "Yes."
A look of calculation flashed across Yun Luoxue's fair face, "How about we make a bet?"
"What to bet on?"
It was rare for Qianmo Qingcheng to see that Yun Luoxue was in the nature of a bet, but this was quite beyond his expectation.
Yun Luoxue said leisurely, "Bet on tonight's harvest."
Qianmo Qingcheng didn't have much expression on her face when she heard this, but there was a smile in her eyes, "How do you say this?"
Yun Luoxue said goodbye and glanced at Qianmo Qingcheng naturally, "Do you think the harvest tonight is big or not?"
Qian Mo Qingcheng took a sip of tea, with a smile on her face and lips. She almost looked at Yun Luoxue with a smile: "Big."
Yun Luoxue was noncommittal. She tapped her small palm on the table and said, "I said I won't gain much tonight."
Qianmo Qingcheng's eyebrows moved slightly, "Oh? So sure?"
Yun Luoxue is also a master who is not willing to be outdone, "Yeah."
"Okay, then it's settled. I'll take this bet. But..."
Qianmo Qingcheng glanced meaningfully at Yun Luoxue, who was like a little wild cat.
Yun Luoxue raised her eyes, "But what?"
Qian Mo Qingcheng coughed lightly, cleared her throat, and said seriously: "But what is this bet...?"
They made a bet. What was the bet?
This hasn't been said yet.
Yun Luoxue thought about it for a moment, betting. This seemed to be a very difficult question.
What to bet on?
"Well, if you lose, you have to give me whatever I want. If I lose, I'll let you play."
'puff--'
Qianmo Qingcheng hadn't spoken yet, but Bing, who was standing by the side, was holding back a red face, obviously suppressing a smile.