Chương 7349: The White figure

Bai Yuexi kept feeling as if the ancient book in her hand had some sort of magical power, causing her to feel a little more enchanted.

Even though she knew that this book was unusual, she still held this book every day. She would often touch the pages and flip through them, but other than the first few pages, there were no words on the later pages.

It was as if it had been a long time ago, and many of the words had been blurred.

Bai Yuexi had tried all sorts of methods to see if she could make the words appear on the back of the page. However, no matter how many times she tried, it was useless.

The book seemed to have magic.

The book seemed to be a story. The first few pages described a man who was as elegant as a bamboo and as picturesque as a poem.