Chapter 45: [Small World] Continued
"I've only seen you once, and that's now."
The white hat was blown up by the gentle wind, and the soft lines made people reverie.
"Childe, you're still mad at me."
The man sighed and took his men with him.
"Eleven, you tell the people to come in and clean up, and I'll leave first."
The guards next to it should be.
After that, Mu Junlin and the others also went out of the Immortal Tower.
Xie An on the road looked dazed, and he didn't confirm whether the person was Bai Zimu, and he hadn't eaten yet, alas, he was about to starve to death.
Mu Linfeng's mind kept replaying a face under the hat, although the hat was only blown open a little, and he didn't really see it, but he felt that the person was really familiar.
Naturally, there is his uncle in the palace to help correct the folds, so he doesn't need to worry, even if his uncle wants the throne, he will directly offer it with both hands, because even if you have the right, but being a person and doing things has been restricted for a long time, that kind of taste......
If this world can really come over again, he will directly hug Bai Zimu on the day he was discovered by his father and say that he likes him.
Mu Linfeng and Xie An did not return to the palace after they separated, but went to a more remote mansion, the black wooden door of the mansion was closed, and it was quiet inside, without a trace of life, only a few occasional birdsong seemed to be not so lifeless in the mansion.
He clasped the golden ring in the tiger's mouth on the door with his right hand, knocked on the door, and soon a maid of a small grade opened the door wide.
"Childe, you're here."
The maid saw that it was Mu Linfeng dressed in black.
"Have there been any troubles in the house lately?"
After entering the mansion, Mu Linfeng asked the maid to gather all the people in the mansion in the outer room.
This mansion is a compound small courtyard with eight entrances and eight exits.
The outer room is used for pick-up, and the inner room is the residence of the master's door.
Originally, Mu Junlin was recording something on paper with a pen in the inner room, but suddenly a maid shouted outside: "Come on, come and do a favorβ"
The sound was not loud, but because of the silence in the house, the maids and guards who were resting in the room all left the room one after another, and a few maids went to find Mu Junlin.
"What's going on out there?"
Mu Junlin put down the pen in his hand, and on the paper was just a wipe of the white shadow standing with his hands on the red lotus lake opposite, the face of the man in white was already a little blurred, and his body looked like an adult, not when he was a teenager, the surrounding bamboo trees were lush, and the mountains and forests in the distance were verdant, as if there was a call for birds to sing.
Next to the paper is a passage: The things in the pool are not as good as the frost flowers of the man's clothes, cold and dusty.
"There was a man in white outside, covered in blood, and there was something like a sword but not a sword in the man's sleeve, very soft but sharp."
A handsome maid dressed in a pale cyan shirt with two ear hairpins on her head said.
The man was very good-looking, but he had a sharp weapon on him, but she hoped that the master in front of her could keep the man.
Mu Junlin got up, he seemed to be a little excited, and his fingers trembled slightly: "Where is he now?" Take me there. β
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The maids and the little servants first transported the amazing man in white to a guest room not far away without Mu Junlin's consent, and wiped the stains on the face of the person on the bed, and the sword was taken down by the little man who Mu Junlin trusted, and at this moment he was lying somewhere in Mu Junlin's room.