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() Su Yang hurried to Peony Villa, he really wanted to see with his own eyes what kind of person this world's most romantic young man is.

If you haven't even seen your opponent, how do you know what to do with him?

Besides, if he didn't go to Peony Villa, wouldn't his 300 taels of silver be wasted in vain, and he would really be taken advantage of.

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In March in Luoyang, flowers are like brocade.

On the hillside behind Peony Villa, there are peonies blooming all over the place, and there are horses prancing everywhere in the horse pen surrounded by wooden fences just below the hillside.

But more are people, people in the rivers and lakes!

Since Qiu Xingjian, the manager of the Luori Racecourse, released the news half a month ago that the horses would be sold in Peony Villa, there have been constant visits from the rich and powerful.

The horses at Luori Racecourse are famous all over the world, where there is sunshine, there are horses at Luori Racecourse.

Heshuo hero Wan Junwu half closed his eyes, as if he was not interested in anything, leaning on a soft chair made of soft rattan.

Wan Junwu made his debut at the age of 14. He killed people at the age of 16. At the age of 19, he cut off the head of the thief Feng Hu at the foot of Taihang Mountain with a big simple knife. At the end of his thirties, he was honored as Heshuo Hero by the martial arts people.

Maybe it was because he had seen through the rivers and lakes, but he was tired of the rivers and lakes, so at the age of 44, he sealed the knife and washed his hands in front of the heroes of the world. The purple gold knife with fish scales that had followed him for many years was wrapped in yellow cloth and enshrined in Guan Shengye On the sandalwood stand in front of the lacquer statue.

But a person like him, if he doesn't have a knife in his hand, is like not wearing clothes, and he will never walk out of the room casually.So he brought three more knives today.

His senior brother "Wansheng Dao" Xu Tong, his proud disciple "Quick Dao" Fang Cheng, and his buddy "Ruyi Dao" Gao Feng.

No matter who has these three knives by their side, they are enough to deal with any emergency situation. Even if Qinglong, the most mysterious and powerful gang in the Jianghu, wants his life, it is very difficult to succeed.

A fine horse was brought to a stall in front of him and bought at a high price, and his eyes were half-closed.

His eyes were not opened until at last a very special horse was brought into the stable alone.

This horse was brought in by Qiu Xingjian himself. Its hair is as black as ink, only the tip of its nose is white.

Immediately there was exclamation from the crowd, everyone could see that this was a good horse selected from a thousand.

Qiu Xingjian patted the horse's head with joy and pride on his face, and introduced to Wan Junwu, "It's called Shenjian. Hero Wan is Bole today. Of course, it can be seen that this is a good horse."

Wan Junwu shook his head lazily: "I am not Bole, and this horse is not a good horse."

"Why?" Qiu Xingjian asked.

Before Wan Junwu answered, a young man with a sword came down from the hillside. It was Su Yang.The grass, sunshine, peonies and horses, together with Su Yang's smile, made people feel comfortable.

"Just hearing the name is not good."

Su Yang said with a smile: "The arrow can't reach far, and the horse must be quick and then slow. This horse must have insufficient stamina."

Wan Junwu was still lying on the soft chair. With his identity, there were not many people in the martial arts world who could make him stand up and talk. His eyes swept over this strange young swordsman, and finally fell on the wine on his waist. On the pot and the sword, he asked faintly: "Kuaijian Xiaosu also understands horses?"

Su Yang shook his head: "I don't know horses, but I know wine."

Qiu Xingjian asked: "What do you mean, we don't sell wine today, we sell horses."

"In the eyes of a drunkard, a horse that understands wine is a good horse." Su Yang said as he took off the flagon from his waist and walked towards the back stable.

There were only a dozen skinny horses in the stable. Su Yang walked up to the stable, lifted the lid of the wine pot, took a big gulp, and then swung the wine pot around the stable.

In the corner of the stable, stood a thin horse with a bowed body and a lazy and unspirited body. It stood alone in the corner, as if it didn't want to be with other horses.The other horses didn't respond to the smell of alcohol in the air, but this thin horse seemed to be stimulated by something. It suddenly raised its head, its big eyes rolled around, its nose twitched a few times, and suddenly it spread its legs He trotted, squeezed away the horse in front of him, rushed to Su Yang, opened his mouth wide at the flagon, and licked around his lips with his purple tongue, looking impatient.

Su Yang laughed, lifted the jug and poured it into its mouth.

Wan Junwu's eyes lit up, and Qiu Xingjian also smiled.

This horse is called "Old Wine", and good wine must be added to the fodder for every meal, otherwise it will not even eat a bite, and it will be sluggish.

This is the real most valuable BMW at Luori Racecourse today.Once it runs wildly and has stamina, even the top players in the arena can't catch up.

Di Qinglin's master is one of the top masters in Jianghu, but Di Qinglin only needs one knife to kill his master, so of course Di Qinglin can be regarded as the top master in Jianghu.

So Su Yang stroked the neck of "Old Wine", his heart was already full of joy, thinking that the top master in the Jianghu could not kill him, oh no, he couldn't kill himself, it was so refreshing.

Su Yang felt that he was like a monkey grandson, who tiptoed behind the Tathagata Buddha, ready to smash the Buddha's head with a sap at any time.

It's a pity that Bole is not necessarily rich. Bole can look after a horse, but he may not be able to buy one.

At least Su Yang, a bole, couldn't afford it, so he could only watch others bid, and at the same time think of a way to get this old wine without spending money.

More and more people participated in this bidding. After a stick of incense, the price of "Old Wine" has soared to 500 taels.

For a horse, this is already a large number. Even if the emperor wants to spend so much money to buy a horse, he has to consider whether he will be drowned by the saliva of the officials.

Wan Junwu made a move, and he slowly stretched out a fist.With just this one movement, all the noise on the hillside stopped abruptly.

In the silence, Wan Junwu opened his fist, raised three fingers, and made a gesture.

Manager Qiu immediately announced loudly: "Wan Daxia bid 3 taels, is there anyone else who bid higher?"

There was a gasp on the hillside, but everyone kept their mouths shut. Bidding with Wan Daxia is of course a face, but most of the people here would not be worth 3 taels even if they tore off their entire faces.

Wan Junwu was in high spirits, and was about to go into the pen to lead the horse in person, when he suddenly heard someone say, "I'll give you thirty thousand and three taels."

Wan Junwu's face darkened immediately, and he murmured, "I knew this kid would definitely come to make trouble."

Qiu Xingjian was overjoyed, and laughed loudly: "Unexpectedly, Di Xiaohou came in time!"

The crowd parted into the tide and parted to both sides, everyone wanted to see the demeanor of this hereditary first-class prince and the world's number one romantic young man.

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