Junior Brother Naduo Bailian

Bai Lian made a face at the shamed and angry woman, then lifted her skirt and quickly followed Mu Liufeng.

When they came to the west of the city, there were a lot of tented boats waiting for passengers. For some reason, Mu Liufeng deliberately picked the boat of an old boatman. Unexpectedly, Bai Lian leaped lightly, feeling like a fairy, and stood on the flower bed of a beautiful singing girl. on board.

Bai Lian smiled innocently and said: "Senior brother, come quickly!"

The corner of Mu Liufeng's mouth twitched a little, and a bad feeling filled his heart, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and get on the boat.

The singing girl had noticed Mu Liufeng's incomparable handsomeness a long time ago, and when she saw that he chose the boat that the old boatman deserved, she lost her heart.

I don't know if Mu Liufeng received this beauty's favor, Bai Lian's smile became more and more pure and bright, like thousands of flowers blooming, but Mu Liufeng felt that there was something gloomy and secretly wrong, and I don't know what happened to this little ancestor.

Inside the green gauze tent, there is a faint fragrance floating, and the decoration inside the flower boat is like a woman's boudoir, with a little ambiguity.

Bai Lian's smile became more and more flawless, and Mu Liufeng felt more and more bad. He was about to suggest that he should change the boat, but Bai Lian pulled him to sit down and brought him tea and water.

The singing girl moved lightly with her lotus steps, bent down and bowed gracefully, the ball of snow on her chest was as white as cream, it just caught people's eyes, and she said softly: "I wonder if the two of you have a favorite song to listen to."

Mu Liufeng only felt a pain in his waist. He didn't want to listen to the song, but Bai Lian smiled and said coquettishly, "Miss, why don't you show your housekeeping skills and sing a song so that my senior brother can see you?" See the world."

The force at the waist intensified a bit, Mu Liufeng's handsome face was about to contort in pain, he grinned and said, "I hope the girl can sing outside."

The singer's face was full of emotion, and she was about to pick up the strings and sing. She didn't expect that the handsome man would be ruthless, so she had to go outside holding the guzheng with a face full of disappointment.

Bai Lian said: "Brother is really ruthless, that beauty is almost in tears."

Mu Liufeng's head was in a shadow, and he felt that the old crow flew over his head and left two words: fool, fool...

Mu Liufeng: "..."

In the end, he pretended to be coquettish and said: "Having her as an outsider will not disturb the fun of you and me."

Naturally, Mu Liufeng didn't dare to say that if the woman stayed, the next accident would not be as simple as jumping into the fish basket, but would directly jump into the river.

"Near the flower building, willows and boats, a poem, full of flowers sleeves, then, my daughter's family, worrying, blushing, sitting on the shoulders of silk and folding fans, who has a red dimple..."

Soon there was a woman's extremely gentle and lingering singing voice outside, and there was an inexplicable love between children and children.

Bai Lian listened quietly for a long time, as if expressing emotion, she said slowly: "Senior brother is handsome, talented and beautiful, which is rare in the world, and it's no wonder those infatuated people are so obsessed..."

Before Mu Liufeng could reply, the enchanting Bai Lian sat next to Mu Liufeng, with his arms around Mu Liufeng, forcing him to turn sideways and look down at him, and said infatuatedly: "The more you cling, the deeper you fall." , the more you long for it, the more you will be hurt, brother, are you right?"

The black eyes are full of affection, and the waves of eyes are flowing, better than the stars. If it weren't for the hot temperature warning from the jade pendant around his waist, Mu Liufeng knew that he would sink into the net woven by Bai Lian.

The old ghost in the jade pendant sent a voice transmission to Mu Liufeng secretly: "This little doll is very weird, don't follow his way."

His whole body was shaken, Mu Liufeng raised his 12 points of energy, and replied: "The Dao is ruthless, so you should let go of the three thousand feelings and stick to your heart."

"Hahaha... What a ruthless Daoist," Bai Lian laughed wildly, but it was uglier than crying, "Senior brother said..."

The wind of the palm is fierce, the lotus is like blood, and the falling flowers kill her.

A moment ago, he was close to Mu Liufeng, but at this moment Bai Lian was ruthless. Fortunately, Mu Liufeng's heart was protected, and with the help of an old ghost, he dodged Bai Lian's savage blow.

The old ghost excitedly said: "It's such a soul-destroyer. It's not in vain for the old ghost. I have practiced for most of my life, and I finally saw someone who can make this move. I'm afraid you will not live long, little brother."

The shadow of the wandering dragon, the sword light layer upon layer, the flowers dancing all over the sky, hiding murderous intentions.

Mu Liufeng retreated and defended, but he refused to make a move and really hurt Bai Lian. What the old ghost said made Mu Liufeng frown even more.

Bai Lian bit her lip and said unwillingly, "Why don't you hide."

"..."

Mu Liufeng said nothing, just staring at Bai Lian who was gradually falling into madness.

"It's just the favor of a bowl of rice porridge. How can I not be jealous if he is infatuated with it?" The strange red lines on the corners of his eyes appeared again, red like blood, and it was rare to retain the last trace of sanity. "I hurt you, His heart is cut like a knife, if he can't find you, he won't enter reincarnation, after several reincarnations, why can't he see me..."

The words were filled with unspeakable sorrow, Bai Lian's blood and tears fell, but Mu Liufeng felt that the blood and tears seemed to fall into his eyes, and it was extremely painful. In the middle, the man playing the piano, like a lotus under the moon, his white clothes stained with frost, looked up at each other, the gentle words of senior brother fell straight into his heart, took root and sprouted...

Who is heartbroken without a trace.

The red lotus bloomed under Mu Ran's feet, scorching brilliance, and then the lotus petals fell gently, and after dissipating, all the wounds left on Mu Liufeng's body were healed.

When he came back to his senses, the man was just a flash in the pan, all that was left in front of him was the messy scene left by the two fighting, and Bai Lian sleeping peacefully in his arms.

Mu Liufeng lowered his head and kissed Bai Lian's long and slender eyelashes, slowly sucking away the blood and tears, the bitterness in his mouth was like a broken flower in a mirror.

The old ghost who always liked to make fun of Mu Liufeng and Bai Lian remained silent for a long time, leaving only the sigh of someone who didn't know who was in the air.