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Actually, Lu Haoran wasn't very lucky. He had always been a good person, so he did a lot of good deeds and meddled in other people's business. In the end, he ended up getting himself into a lot of trouble." When he was young, he had met a person in the martial arts world, and after drinking with him for a while, they became brothers. Lu Haoran didn't know that person's background, and that person didn't know Lu Haoran too well either. But they admired each other's temperament, and felt that they naturally became brothers with the opposite sex based on loyalty. That's how Lu Haoran's good brothers basically came to know each other.

A few years later, they met a brother that was seriously injured. Before he died, he gave a small black box that was sealed tightly with wax to Lu Haoran. He repeatedly said that the contents were of great importance and asked Lu Haoran to keep it for him. After half a year, they would ask him to deliver it to the Fuyuan Temple at Quanzhou. Naturally, there would be someone to receive it.

Lu Haoran agreed, but there was no news of that person after he left with his wounds.

Lu Haoran felt that this matter was unusual and was afraid that there would be a change that would implicate his family, so he took the box and left the Poyang City.

Although half a year wasn't a long time, it wasn't a short time either. It wasn't hard to find Lu Haoran's whereabouts for those who wanted to ask about it.

Not long after, Yue Zijun went to find Lu Haoran. On that snowy day, they were in a small cove.

"Leave your things and I'll let you go." The spy carefully investigated, Yue Zijun knew that the item was on Lu Haoran, he intercepted Lu Haoran at the only suspension bridge in the mountain and asked him to hand the item over. Yue Zijun scolded Ye Zichen for being stubborn, but in the end, he still ended up fighting with him. Their kung fu skills were about the same, but Yue Zijun had the help of the dark guards and quickly captured Lu Haoran.

He had originally thought that Lu Haoran would eventually confess under severe torture, but who knew that this person would be so unyielding that his skin and flesh would split open and his teeth would clench, refusing to hand over the item. Yue Zijun was so angry that his face turned pale. Finally, he asked the Prince to give him a few months time. He was sure that he would be able to swindle something out of Lu Haoran's hands.

Yue Zijun is a man with a stomach full of bad intentions. How could someone as honest as Lu Haoran possibly beat him?" However, although Lu Haoran was a bit stupid, he was straight to the point. Every time he stopped at a critical moment, Yue Zijun would be angry to the point that he wanted to knock his head off.

The two fought back and forth for more than two months. During this period, Lu Haoran repeatedly lost to Yue Zijun on the most critical issue. How could he be willing to lose to someone who was not half as smart as him?

But for some reason, Yue Zijun didn't use his most vicious method. When he faced Lu Haoran's righteous face, Yue Zijun found that he couldn't be ruthless.

[This man is so kind-hearted and kind that he is about to die. Wouldn't it be a pity if he died?]

Originally, if Yue Zijun was a little bit more ruthless, then it wouldn't be a big deal. However, he, Lu Haoran, was a rarely seen righteous man. Every time he showed mercy, Lu Haoran would have an illusion that caused the development of the situation to become difficult to control.

Yue Zijun's talent and the tinge of gentleness in his wits attracted Lu Haoran, making him realize that the man was not only not bad in nature but also not bad. If they met in another situation, they might become close friends.

That night, Yue Zijun asked Wu Steel Lake to sail the boat with wine. That was the jasmine brewed by Yue Zijun himself, the only one in the world.

Lu Haoran had good wine, but the wine was not good. This was something that Yue Zijun had accidentally discovered. He found that Lu Haoran liked to talk when he was drunk and would often soliloquize and say things that he normally wouldn't say. Therefore, Yue Zijun planned to take a gamble, betting that when Lu Haoran was drunk, he would reveal the whereabouts of the box.

Actually, Lu Haoran was on guard against Yue Zijun that night. After taking advantage of this person dozens of times, no one would be stupid enough to think that he would drink and chat with him.

He drank a little, then poured most of the wine into the lake to feed the fish. Although wasting such a good wine made Lu Haoran's heart ache, but he was still able to see through Yue Zijun. In the end, Yue Zijun still came for that box. From the looks of it, it was not him, Lu Haoran.

"Where the hell did you hide it?" he asked when Yue Zijun thought Lu Haoran was drunk.

Lu Haoran seemed to be half asleep as he hugged his wine cup and smiled at Yue Zijun, smiling in a silly and confused manner. However, his heart was in pain. After all, he still had a sliver of hope and thought that Yue Zijun really intended to ignore his past hatred and become his friend.

"On the third of the fifth month, I'm going to Quanzhou Fuyuan Temple, the box …" After seeing Yue Zijun's satisfied smile, his heart was bleeding.

He knew that he wouldn't have much luck in the journey of Fuyuan Temple in two months.

In the following two months, Yue Zijun treated him extremely well. Perhaps it was to make up for the guilt in their hearts, but the two of them actually acted like good friends who had known each other for many years, living in Tian Xin Building.

During the jasmine blooming season, the Tian Xin Building would be filled with fragrance every night. Even though Lu Haoran knew exactly who Yue Zijun was, he was still drunk on the fragrance of the flowers and that spiritual and godlike figure within the flowers.

Yue Zijun was very beautiful. It had nothing to do with men and women. It was a kind of feeling, a fatal attraction. Just like the fragrance of a flower, it was intangible and elusive, yet it could confuse you at any time. In terms of looks, Yue Zijun wasn't bad, but it was obvious that the man's handsomeness wasn't enough to bewitch Lu Haoran. However, in terms of grace and grace, Lu Haoran was unable to control himself and kept his eyes glued onto Qin Wentian. He couldn't help but wonder what kind of person was able to give birth to such an immortal bone.

Yue Zijun liked to play the flute. Under the moon, playing the flute always made Lu Haoran feel that what he saw was not a person, but an immortal. He also knew that his heart was completely convinced under Yue Zijun's clothes and it would be hard for him to return to the throne.

"Did anyone ever say you were beautiful?" Lu Haoran asked.

Yue Zijun shook his head: "No." Who would be so bored as to judge a man's beauty in person?

"Very beautiful, like a fairy."

"That's what you call a woman!"

"That's an immortal."

Yue Zijun laughed. He said with a pure smile, "That's because you have never seen a deity before. If you had, you wouldn't think so highly of me."

"I think you already are." Wisdom, talent, and poise, which of them were not high quality? Even martial arts were not bad. It was already rare in this world, and Lu Haoran was no different from a god.

Yue Zijun said, "If there is anyone in this world that can become an immortal, it will be him. If you have the chance, I'll bring you to see him. When the time comes, you'll know what it means to be an immortal.

"How could there be such a person in the world?"

"Of course there is. He made me follow him for fifteen years, using him as an example every single day. I would raise my hands and feet to imitate him, but in the end, I can't even compare to a tenth of him. However, you cannot learn charm even after learning how to imitate it. Furthermore, you won't even be able to learn the immortal aura from the bones of others even if you were to die. "

However, Lu Haoran sincerely said: "Even if he really is like you said, I still think you're good."

With a single sentence, Yue Zijun's entire face turned red. The tender pink face had completely captivated Lu Haoran's soul.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]