After a storm, the pots and chopsticks were removed, and on the table of the Eight Immortals, there were two tea cups left, Xia Man took a sip of tea, and lay down!

Looking at the water pavilion song platform, a pond, three layers of stands, lonely surrounding, the platform is opposite, there is a Taishi chair with a coffee table, a look is VIP treatment, the stand is just an audience seat, not even a mouthful of water.

When night falls, the hanging bead lamps are lit around the platform, and the crowd rushes in, Brocade-clothed Xiushi, jade crown and golden waist, there is literary courtesy, there is a domineering passion, from the high eyes, walking ignores the momentum of others, can enter the VIP seat, not a prince full of fat......

Chapter 162 of "The Unfinished Sword" Ren Yan is hitting with her hand, please wait a moment,

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