Chapter 40 The white fan is sealed in the peach blossom dock
Before the words fell, everyone's eyes lit up, and a young man in his twenties had already walked upstairs.
This man has a long and jade body, a chic and calm demeanor, and a very handsome appearance, compared with the young man who drinks alone, he is not slightly inferior. It's just that if you look closely, there is a slight feminine aura between your eyebrows and eyes, which is somewhat similar to the jade-faced fox that the entourage held in his arms before.
The robe is better than snow, but the corners and cuffs of the robe are embroidered with three or two peach blossoms. The peach blossoms were not as pink as usual, but they were bright and dripping, as if stained with specks of blood.
The man had a warm smile on his face, looking unusually elegant and calm.
When the middle-aged steward and his entourage who came up earlier saw this man, they immediately stepped aside and stood solemnly without saying a word.
The man looked at the young man who was drinking alone, and sighed secretly in his heart, in addition to himself, there is such a good-looking man in this world. Fortunately, I don't have Longyang's broken sleeve fetish, otherwise I'm afraid I would really be moved.
So he slowly stepped forward, opened the folding fan in his hand, shook it gently, and still smiled: "The subordinates don't know the etiquette, they offended the son, and I hope the son will forgive me." ”
The fan is different from ordinary paper fans, the fan surface is as white as new, and there is no ink.
The young man didn't seem to hear it, holding the bottomed wine glass in one hand, and looking at a white sail on the lake outside the window, stunned.
The young man's expression did not change at all, and his humble smile was still calm, "I want to share a seat with my son, I don't know what my son wants?"
Although he asked, he didn't wait for the young man to answer, but his body was already sitting on the empty seat opposite.
The middle-aged steward and his entourage were taken aback. They have been following this white fan for a long time, and they know their young master's temperament the most. The young master seems to be modest, but he is extremely proud in his bones. But there are some cleanliness habits, so every time I go out, the things I eat and wear are brought out from the peach blossom dock, so there is the previous scene. Unexpectedly, he sat on a table opposite the young man, and the table and chairs had not been carefully wiped.
The jade-faced fox jumped from the hands of his attendants, and at once he got into the arms of the young man, and whispered a few times, as if to curry favor with him.
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"Seal the white fan, this person is actually the young master of Taohuawu. "The guests present at Mochizuki Tower, except for a very few people who have just come out of the rivers and lakes like Ye Li, are also extremely shocked.
The peach blossom dock is on the side of the Dongting, where there is a ten-mile peach forest, where the peach blossom sword fairy lives.
The cultivation of this Peach Blossom Sword Immortal is extremely high, and it is said that he has reached the second realm of cultivation to build a secluded realm, and is one of the few well-known cultivators in the world. It's just that this Peach Blossom Sword Immortal is both righteous and evil, and he rarely appears in the world, so almost no one has seen his true face, and it is not even clear whether he is a man or a woman, so some people call him the Peach Blossom Sword Demon.
But as everyone in the world knows, the Peach Blossom Sword Immortal has a descendant, which is this white fan.
Jian Xian is extremely doting on this disciple, and it is said that a certain martial arts family in Hubei Province was destroyed overnight because he inadvertently offended Feng Baifan. Although there is no evidence left, such a ruthless method, people with a discerning eye can see that it was the sword demon who did it.
Unexpectedly, the young man in front of him was a white fan. It's just that he looks so easy-going, but he is a humble gentleman, which is by no means the legendary perverse master.
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Seeing that Feng Bai Fan sat uninvited, the young man finally withdrew his gaze towards the lake, and looked at the white fan tightly for a long time, perhaps because he drank too much, his speech was a little unclear, "Peach Blossom Dock, Feng Bai Fan, what is it?"
Hearing this, the faces of everyone on the second floor turned wonderful. I've never heard of someone daring to ask what Taohuawu is in person.
Feng Baifan's smile was a little bitter, I don't know if the young man in front of him is really drunk or pretending to be stupid, "I just said below, I'm not a thing, it's just like Childe, it's just a person." ”
"Since it's not a thing, and I didn't invite you, why are you sitting here?"
Feng Baifan's smile finally had a hint of strangeness.
He came to this Wuxing City, in addition to participating in the sword trial conference, there was another important matter. When I met this young man in Mochizuki Tower today, I wanted to take the opportunity to show my chic bearing and leave a good reputation of generosity and benevolence, so that the people in Mujian Villa would know.
Originally, Feng Bai Fan was only flattered by his appearance and bearing, and he was not flattered and flattered wherever he went, not to mention that he also had the great name of the young master of Taohuawu.
He thought that he had put down his body like this, and the young man should naturally be grateful, and he felt extremely honored to be able to sit with him. Unexpectedly, the young man in front of him didn't appreciate it at all, and he was about to force him into an embarrassing situation.
The middle-aged steward has followed the white fan since he was a child, where has he seen his young master suffer such a great humiliation, he couldn't bear it anymore, and scolded loudly: "Where did you come from, my young master wants to sit with you, I don't know if it is the blessing that you have cultivated in several lifetimes, and you dare to be so lazy." ”
After speaking, he changed his extremely respectful appearance, and said with the most white fan: "Young master, why bother with such a kid who doesn't know what to do." I went to call the shopkeeper and blasted him out, hello and quietly tasting this lake fresh. ”
Feng Baifan gently stroked the fine hair on the white fox's back with his hand, although there was still a smile on his face, he didn't make a sound, and seemed to acquiesce to the manager's statement.
At this time, the young man burped violently, and a fishy sour breath rushed straight to the white fan.
Feng Baifan frowned slightly, his face didn't seem to change, and he was already extremely angry in his heart.
A breeze on the lake blew in front of the window, and the young man's wine seemed to dissipate slightly, his eyes began to brighten, but Jun's face was still frosty, "It seems that I have booked this seat first." Don't say that you called the shopkeeper, you invited Master Taishou Bao from Wu Xingcheng, I said I won't let you sit, you still can't sit. ”
The smile on Feng Baifan's face finally disappeared, and his eyes became sharp, "Childe hasn't heard of Taohuawu?"
"I haven't heard of Taohuawu, and even if I do, what does it have to do with me. It must be known that this is not Peach Blossom Dock Pear Blossom Dock, but a place to eat and drink. ”
Feng Baifan suddenly smiled again, and the coolness in his eyes did not change at all, "Childe seems to be a little drunk, it is better to let my subordinates send Childe back to his residence." The folding fan in his hand was lightly reconciled, and a finger from under the table to the young man, a strong force pierced his lower abdomen.
The young man was unconscious, and as if to prove that he was not drunk, he grabbed the flask on the table and poured a full glass into the bottomed glass.
A sneer crept up the corner of Feng Baifan's mouth, but after a moment it froze there. He felt that when his strength stabbed out, an invisible sword qi erupted at the same time, colliding with his own strength at the bottom of the table, but it didn't make much noise, just left a deep sword mark on the wall near the lake.
The wine glass in the young man's hand had bottomed out again.
Feng Baifan's face was completely gloomy.
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