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72 - Brother, I love you!

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Chapter 72 - Brother, I love you!

Bai Fanlu slept comfortably that night. Although someone forced him to promise not to go to the kiln before going to bed, he couldn't guarantee it in the end, and he didn't make any mistakes with him.

When Bai Fanlu woke up the next morning, Mu Yunhe was no longer by his side.

He listened to the sound from outside, and when he went to the window to listen, Mu Yunhe seemed to be practicing sword.

Bai Fanlu put on his clothes, fixed his hair at random, and went out.

Mu Yunhe practiced to the heart, completely forgetting himself, and did not notice that Bai Fanlu came out to see him in the courtyard.

This was the first time Bai Fanlu "saw" Mu Yunhe practicing swordsmanship, and he had never seen Yun Zhan before.

At this time, the sword aura was like a dragon, and the wind that was brought up rolled the robes, and the sound of the dragon's cracking silk was faintly echoing in the air.

Bai Fanlu could feel it, and vaguely traced a picture in his mind.

He felt slightly moved in his heart, and hurriedly went to the house to get brushes, inks, papers and inkstones, and laid them on the stone table when he returned to the courtyard.

Suddenly there was inspiration, and he eagerly wanted to draw it.

When his brush fell, he couldn't pay attention to the others anymore.

There are two people in the small courtyard, one is obsessed with sword dance, the other is obsessed with painting.

Obviously Mu Yunhe should have not found Bai Fanlu, but where he walked on the sword, he was surrounding Bai Fanlu. The ground was red and white, and the sword wind picked the place.

It's like subconsciously knowing each other's existence.

Following the closing ceremony, Mu Yunhe raised his eyes, and Bai Fanlu also put down his pen at the same time, and smiled slightly at the surface of the paper.

When Mu Yunhe walked over, he saw the newly completed painting on the desktop, which was a figure dancing a sword under a tree.

"Alike?" Bai Fanlu asked.

"Very similar." Mu Yunhe replied.

The two of them tacitly knew that Bai Fanlu laughed naturally at first, but didn't know what to laugh at, and then laughed at himself.

"How did you see it?"

He painted the Yun Zhan in his heart, but this painting is drawn in ink and wash. No matter how much it looks godly, he can't make it look exactly similar. Even if Mu Yunhe really looks like Yun Zhan, it's impossible to figure it out and draw it with just one painting.

Mu Yunhe seemed to understand what he meant, and said, "This painting is the person in your heart, so I must be exactly like him, because I am the person in your heart."

The surface of Bai Fanlu' face was reddish, and he said with a smile, "You have confidence."

"Of course!"

Bai Fanlu is now accustomed to this person's consistent cheeky nature, and his immunity to it is obviously good.

After the two had cleaned up, they went for breakfast first, and then went to visit the town according to the original plan.