Chapter 8: The White-Clothed Immortal and the Three-Handed Flower Thief [1]

Summer in Xiangcheng is hot, especially at night in the scorching heat.

The first time Bai Haitang met Xiao Yumiao was the hottest night in the scorching heat of Xiangcheng.

Bai Haitang stood on the famous Xiangzhou Bridge in Xiangcheng, and the folding fan in his hand was non-stop, but the wind that came out of the fan was hot and disappeared before it reached his face. I thought it would be cooler to come to the lake, but it turned out that I couldn't relieve the heat at all.

There is a flower boat moored next to the Xiangzhou Bridge in the middle of the night, I don't know if the son of the family has chartered the flower boat lady to eat flower wine, and the woman's wanton wave * laughing in this sultry and windless night makes Bai Haitang feel upset, but like this damn temperature, it is so hot that it is difficult to get rid of.

Bai Haitang was so angry that he cursed in a low voice: "On such a hot day, can holding a ball of hot meat on your body cool down and relieve the heat?" This man is not sick, but his brain must have been in water. ”

After scolding, Bai Haitang threw the folding fan in his hand that could only fan hot air off the bridge, and was about to turn around and leave. But a tall mast was suddenly erected on the boat, and under the mast stood a fat boy, scolding and directing something, Bai Haitang secretly wondered if this fat man was the one who scolded him for having a bad brain?

"Fat (Fei) Gongzi, your brain is really bright, really TMD cow, if you erect a mast, you can attract the wind, you spend the little beauty on the boat = take off = down = after the clothes will blow out of the December cold wind, to cool down the fat (Fei) Gongzi, don't forget to lend the little beauty to our men in Xiangcheng are cool and cool."

The words that came out of thin air clearly showed a strong ruffian atmosphere, but because of the clean and pleasant voice like jade, people couldn't have the slightest disgust.

Bai Haitang was slightly shocked in his heart, he didn't even notice when the sailboat that was passing by the flower boat came from? And the fat boy who was ridiculed actually turned around and hurriedly entered the flower boat without saying a word, as if he was hiding from some fierce demonic beast.

The opened door curtain revealed the body of the woman in the room, but it was quickly blocked by the door curtain, and the flower boat was really ......

This made Bai Haitang suddenly have a good impression of the person who had just spoken on the sailboat, and became curious.

The sailboat was not moving very fast, and Bai Haitang was very strange why he didn't find out when and where the sailboat came from just now?

It's just that with this closer look, Bai Haitang met the person he remembered for a lifetime.

At the top of the sail pole used to control the direction and speed of the sailboat stood a man in white with a graceful posture like a fairy, and his delicate white face was crystal clear in the moonlight, shining with a luster more heartstrings than the most beautiful white jade in the world. The faint smile on the corner of the man's mouth is more intoxicating than his daughter Hong, who has been buried for a hundred years.

His long black hair fluttered in the night breeze, and his white robe was blown open by the wind, revealing a shirt of the same color as his robe. The wind blew the man's white robe to his open wrists, and the immortal who looked like he was floating in the clouds was absorbing the essence of the full moon of heaven and earth, and the flying robe was like a pair of huge wings that spread out, as if he wanted to take the man in white away with the wind.

This situation made Bai Haitang no longer feel a trace of the heat of the scorching summer, and it turned out that it was windy tonight.

Bai Haitang only felt that his heart seemed to be grabbed by someone......