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63 - Shixiong, let's get married

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Chapter 63 - Shixiong, let's get married

"...Brother Mu hasn't given up yet, so he just wants to know what I look like?"

Bai Fanlu felt helpless, "Then I will give you a good look."

Only when he raised his hand, he heard the door bang and closed again.

Ok? Is this over?

Ah. Bai Fanlu smiled lightly. Someone was actually persevering under the guise of helping him bathe. This is not to be dismantled, and if he can't live up to it, he will just leave.

This stinky temper is a bit confusing.

Without taking Mu Yunhe's strange performance seriously, Bai Fanlu was packed and stopped. When he heard the attendants guarding him at the door, he let them come in and clean up, then he laid down to rest.

When he closed his eyes, he suddenly remembered something. Bai Fanlu touched the jade ring from the pillow, felt at ease, and gradually fell asleep.

When he fell asleep, he had a dream.

This dream was relatively clear at the beginning. It was about the beautiful scenery of the south of the Yangtze River by the white waters of Qingchuan before a poet shakes down in a few flowery words.

From Bai Fanlu's perspective, it is as if he is sitting on a boat, looking at the corner of the wine flag floating by the stone path on the shore.

By the side of Liuyun water pavilion, a person was sitting quietly with his back to him.

The snow-white long gown like a cloud, and a black hair which is not bound by any ribbon and hair pin. A single figure from the back shows that the person's manners are graceful, beautiful and refined.

But it's a pity that he can't see the face, but from this angle, he only feels that the person's gesture of raising his hand to drink is elegant and calm, and he is not generally vulgar.

Who is that?

An idea came to Bai Fanlu's mind, urging him to take a look.

But as soon as something was about to happen, someone had already passed over to that person first.

He was a burly man, standing by the table. He slapped his saber heavily on the table, rested his chin on one leg, rubbed his chin, and turned his eyes around the white-clothed man wantonly.

"Little beauty, why do you drink alone?"

Bai Fanlu frowned upon hearing this. But looking at the back of the white-clothed man, he was still pouring the wine freely, and even if there was a dazzling long knife just half an arm away, he was still unmoved.

"Tsk, toast and not eat fine wine!"

The big man stretched out his hand to the white-clothed man, but before he touched him, the man's wrist flicked so casually, the full glass of wine was unbiased, and the whole face of the man in front of him was spilled with it.

Bai Fanlu was surprised. Before he could react, he suddenly felt a white light in front of his eyes, and his vision seemed to be far away for an instant.

Then he saw another man wearing a dark gold robe leading the white-clothed man to jump and disappear into the oar shadow of the awning boat.

The bow pierced the water and stirred up white waves.