The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

The bright and clear moonlight is like running water, and it is only the moonlight that is like water can not lose its color in front of the young man.

He moved slightly, the movement of his right hand like flowing clouds and flowing water could not be noticed by others, the sword was like frost and snow, the murderous aura rose from the boy's body, and the moonlight fell on him, making the quiet lake look more and more clear Outstanding.

The sword energy swam around the young man as if he had life. His eyes were cold and indifferent, and the sword energy was clustered, looking down upon all living beings.

Just when everyone was intoxicated by it, a stone flew from nowhere and hit the young man's cheek directly. Bai Lin jumped lightly to avoid the stone, but his right hand hooked the strap of the mask while raising his hand, There was only a slap, and the mask fell to the ground quietly.

The boy's face was completely displayed in front of everyone.

Just how ugly Bai Lin's scars are, Lin Xueyu knows in her heart that what she wants is to show his appearance in front of everyone when he is in the limelight, to see who is willing to marry the beloved daughter to a A man with a scar on his face.

She laughed domineeringly, but to her surprise, instead of showing contempt, everyone stared at the boy intently.

Lin Xueyu was in a hurry, she could look at such an ugly face, what is it... When her eyes shifted to the young man's face, she was already unable to say a word.

The gentle and peaceful moonlight fell dimly on the boy's body, caressing his cheeks caressingly, although the night was hazy, it couldn't hide the boy's gentle temperament, especially when he walked into the hall again, his beautiful appearance The shock brought by straightness is not something ordinary people can resist.

Already several little girls blushed and hurriedly hid behind the maids to cover up, but they were unwilling to look away at all.

Even Liu Yu was dumbfounded. He knew that his friend was affected by the scar, but no one told him that Bai Lin would look so good after losing the scar!

The young man smiled lightly, and said in a gentle voice, "Please don't be offended by this show of shame."

His gentle voice suddenly brought Yin Tingchen's memory back to the time when he was young, and the young little milk bag threw himself into his arms, calling out his brother sweetly.

"Yin Tingchen... Brother..." Yin Tingchen covered his face in pain and lowered his head.

In the corner of the banquet, the masked man was holding the wine glass tightly, his expression could not be seen through the mask, but only he knew how turbulent his heart was right now.

After a long time, everyone recovered from the astonishment just now, the applause sounded in twos and threes, and suddenly turned into thunder, everyone looked at each other, and they all saw similar expressions in each other's eyes.

After this banquet, the threshold of the White House may be broken.

Lin Xueyu hated her fingernails into her flesh, originally wanted to make him look ugly, but unexpectedly let him show off, how could she not hate it.

"General Bai is indeed good. Although I don't quite understand it, dancing with knives and guns does have the meaning of a martial artist."

"Empress Empress!" Liu Yin was startled and hurried to speak, but unfortunately she couldn't stop Lin Xueyu, the words were already out of her mouth, and the eyes of her surroundings immediately looked strange.

"The empress is right. General Bai was born as a general. It's not surprising that he can dance with swords." While speaking, another man stood up. Looking carefully, he was the cousin of the prime minister's family.

One queen and one cousin are all from the prime minister's family.