Bai Yuan, who originally wanted to persuade him to withdraw from this right and wrong, stared at his expression and smiled suddenly.

Even if there are tens of millions of people fighting each other, they will not be able to move him with half of his confidence.

If you don't believe in my innocence, I will smash this innocence in front of your eyes and make you speechless.

"You didn't take it, you don't have to pay it back to the fourth brother. Bai Yuan said, walking to the table full of wine jars, "What I lost myself, I can find it myself." ”

The gift wine given by the peers present today was all on the table in front of him, the wine jar was pitch black, and the red paper was sealed, in addition to the auspicious words, the name of each family was also written.

Bai Yuan stood on the edge of the table with his hands in his hands, his bright eyes flashed, the corners of his lips were lightly raised, and he was full of pride.

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