On the official road, a carriage rolled up smoke and passed quickly.
The coachman was a very beautiful, cold and refined woman, expressionless all the way.
All passers-by who saw this woman driving were stunned.
Who is this fairy-like person who has the heart to let her drive into ashes?
Who else could it be?
Of course it’s Meng Fan!
It's not that Meng Fan doesn't know how to pity women, but while he pity women, he pities himself even more.
Therefore, matters such as driving were naturally left to Ye Qingyu.
Who asked Ye Qingyu to ask for help from him?
As for finding a coachman, that's totally unnecessary.
If a mortal follows them, will this mortal take care of them, or will they take care of that mortal?
"Senior Sister Ye, if you feel tired, you can call me." Meng Fan shouted to Ye Qingyu in the carriage.
"Should I ask you to drive instead?"
"What I mean is, if you call me if you're tired, we can stop and rest for a while."
The corner of Ye Qingyu's mouth trembled slightly.
Tolerate!
She was usually a very peaceful and calm person, but Meng Fan always acted irrationally and was different from ordinary people, so it was easy for her to lose her composure.
For example, when driving, under normal circumstances, there is a man and a woman. Shouldn’t the man take the lead in driving?
As a result, this guy shamelessly lay down in the carriage and said that he had invited him here, so of course he couldn't be allowed to work!
When she thought about it, it seemed to make sense, so she drove honestly.
However, the longer he drove, the more unhappy he felt, but there was nothing he could do about Meng Fan.
If you are angry, you can only endure it!
She could only tell herself over and over again that this is the attitude she should have when asking for help.
Soon, night fell, and the carriage was driving on the official road. There were no towns around, let alone inns and restaurants.
Driving at night, visibility is too poor.
They themselves were not afraid of any danger, but if anything happened to the horses, they would have to rely on their feet to move forward.
So Ye Qingyu chose a place, stopped the carriage, and prepared to rest for the night before driving on.
Meng Fan took out some pastries from the storage ring and prepared to give some to Ye Qingyu.
Ye Qingyu shook his head.
Meng Fan smiled and started eating on his own without forcing anything.
Once you reach the Tianyuan realm, you can already live without food, and you don’t need to eat.
Just by meditating and practicing, you can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and replenish your body's consumption.
But just because you can go without grains does not mean that you must go without grains!
After all, eating and drinking is also a very important enjoyment.
Meng Fan is a person who likes to enjoy himself. If he can enjoy himself, he will never wrong himself.
"Senior Sister Ye, when did you join the Shushan Sword Sect?" After eating and drinking, Meng Fan, who was lying in the carriage, began to chat with Ye Qingyu.
Now the two of them are sharing a carriage, which is much smaller than a room. They are a standard single man and a widow.
If you don't say something, the silence can easily become awkward.
Ye Qingyu sat cross-legged at an angle in the carriage, occupying only one-tenth of the carriage's space.
The remaining space was almost occupied by Meng Fan who was lying down.
She glanced at Meng Fan's feet calmly and felt slightly relieved when she saw that Meng Fan didn't take off his shoes.
As I said before, she is a bit mysophobic.
If Meng Fan took off his shoes, she really couldn't accept it and would go crazy.
Especially since the space here is so small!
"When I was five years old, I was sent to the Shushan Sword Sect by my father." Ye Qingyu answered Meng Fan's question.
Meng Fan glanced at Ye Qingyu in surprise.
Five years old?
Is this Shushan Sword Sect or Shushan Kindergarten?
"Five years old, I was still playing in the mud when I was five years old!" Meng Fan said self-deprecatingly.
In fact, this is indeed the case. Whether it is Meng Fan in this world or Meng Fan on earth, he was still so childish when he was five years old.
When others were five years old, they all started going up the mountain to practice.
No wonder this Ye Qingyu is so good now!
"Senior Sister Ye, it's too boring for the two of us to just sit here. Do you want to have some fun?" Meng Fan suddenly sat up and said to Ye Qingyu.
"What fun?" Ye Qingyu frowned and looked at Meng Fan warily.
Meng Fan chuckled: "You'll find out later."
He opened the curtain of the carriage and flicked his fingers slightly.
A sword energy, like a swimming dragon, drew out the carriage from the window.
Ye Qingyu heard a big tree fall outside, and she looked out the window curiously.
I saw the sword energy that Meng Fan popped up, like an arm, flashing continuously in the moonlight.
After a while, small pieces of wood floated in from the carriage window.
Thirty-two small pieces of wood, each with a different arrangement of small dimples.
In addition, there are four small dice.
Thirty-two dominoes, four dice.
This is - [Pai Gow].
"Senior Sister Ye, it's a long night and I don't want to sleep. How about we play Pai Gow together?" Meng Fan said with a smile.
"Pai Gow, what is this?" She knew nothing about it, and looked at the wood pieces with a confused face.
However, she was still surprised that Meng Fan was able to create so many exquisite wood pieces when he shot out a sword energy just now.
Because this kind of control over the sword energy and the control over the spiritual consciousness is simply not something that a monk at the second level of Tianyuan can achieve.
But when she thought that she might not be Meng Fan's opponent, she calmed down.
This little trick is not worth mentioning.
"Pai Gow is a pleasant little game. There are winners and losers. The loser has to give spiritual stones to the winner."
Meng Fan began to introduce Pai Gow to Ye Qingyu.
After a while, Ye Qingyu understood.
She frowned and said, "Isn't this just gambling? I'm not interested!"
After a while...
Although this girl Ye Qingyu said she was not interested, she became more and more interested in playing.
Sleepless night.
The next day, Ye Qingyu continued to drive with red eyes.
Meng Fan, on the other hand, was so pleased that he put all the more than two hundred spirit stones in front of him into the storage ring.
"Senior Sister Ye, I think you have gradually understood the game, and you will definitely be able to win back everything you lost tonight." Meng Fan shouted to Ye Qingyu who was driving outside the carriage.
That’s a bit mean!
Ye Qingyu drove expressionlessly and did not respond to Meng Fan.
She knew that Meng Fan was laughing at her.
But she was really a little unconvinced in her heart, and felt that she could definitely win it back tonight!
Why should I lose in such a simple "game"?
I’m not stupid!
But Meng Fan and Ye Qingyu had completely different ideas.
He felt that this girl was stupid as hell, and he might win a lot of money tonight.
Without resting or practicing all night, Meng Fan took advantage of Ye Qingyu's driving to continue practicing.
"Xu~~~~~"
The sound of Ye Qingyu reining in the car came, and the carriage suddenly stopped, waking up Meng Fan.
Meng Fan opened the car curtain and asked strangely: "What's wrong?"
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I only wrote three chapters yesterday, one chapter missing, I remember it. I originally wanted to make up for it today, but ended up not finishing it. I will definitely make up for it tomorrow!
