Quick Transmigration: I Become Prince Charming

"You are so partial to Song Qing, don't you force me to commit suicide?" Black bell blows his beard and stares.

"Commit suicide?" Ji Rao was holding a pot of wine and laughing happily, "you are an eight foot high man who committed suicide. It's too ugly to look at it. How can you do it yourself?"

Ji Rao has read a whole book, just like he has experienced himself. Although he is not a person, he can feel the same.

The word empathy is strange.

Because the word is deceptive.

No one in the world can feel it.

As long as you're not me, you can't feel what I feel.

Ji Rao is an exception. He is the master Ji now.

Since he has come, he will not let black bell go to that step again, nor will he leave any regret.

If there is any interesting place nearby, it must be the capital.

Since it is the capital, how can there be few Wulin sects in such an important place?

In the Wulin, there are more than ten sects, such as feihuazhai, Qingshan sect, Huagu, zhanshangfei, not to mention those small sects.

Therefore, it's not good for master Ji, who has been on the top of the list for several years in a row, to go directly. In terms of this recognition, before entering the capital gate, it was surrounded by the major factions.

Song Qing quietly took out a mask.

The capital city is worthy of being the emperor's home, jade Hall of qionglin, chaohaoxian pipe, dushengpa.

In the distance, under the willow painting bridge, you can enjoy the garden and the boat, and the lotus is singing and dancing ten miles away. Close to the street, there is a stall every three or two steps. The peddler's voice is endless. Sugar gourd jewelry, calligraphy and painting are all on the side. If you open a window, you can see someone looking up from the fence. There are a lot of people coming and going along the ten mile long street. There are many people carrying goods and running errands. There are white horses and fragrant cars everywhere. I think it's also the young lady who came out to play again.

In fact, song and Qing Dynasty were reluctant to come out with Heiling.

Like now.

Ji Rao is like Grandma Liu in the Grand View Garden. She is curious about everything.

"What is this? Cricket fighting? Why don't you go and have a look? "

Waiting for Song Qing to react, Heiling replied, "OK, OK."

"What is this? Playing dragon lantern? "Take a look?"

black bell nodded, like pounding garlic, "go and go."

In a word, Heiling supports Ji Rao's ideas unconditionally.

Several people in the bustling street around, and finally Ji Rao took a fancy to the gambling stone.

"Would you like a piece? You can make money after gambling. Now you only need one or two, and the amount of money you open is hundreds of taels. I think the young master is in high spirits. It must be a good time to have a good fortune. Why don't you have a try? It's not expensive. You can't lose much... " The boss of gambling stone never stops talking like a forced machine.

Ji Rao didn't listen to a word, but squatted down and supported his chin with a fan and looked at the stone carefully.

Song Qing whispered in Ji Rao's ear, "cult leader, it's not good to open here. If the master really wants to play, we will go to a special gambling Stone Club. "

The stones on this kind of stall are clearly the ones that people don't want to pick out. Otherwise, how can they be so cheap.

"It's OK." Ji Rao perfunctory Song Qing, continue to look with interest.

He didn't really want to gamble, or he wanted to have fun. He was an inexperienced rookie who would not feel comfortable when he went to the regular gambling stone.

He quickly picked up a stone that he thought was OK and said, "black bell, how about this one?"

"Good!"

"And this one?"

"Good!"

“…… What about this one? "

"Good! What the leader likes is good