Little People of Cultivation

Bai Moran, who didn't know that the time-traveling girl had already started to seduce the seventh young master of the Bai family, was drinking tea in the small pavilion in front of his room. The Liuli Continent has a pleasant climate, and as long as the living environment is not extremely harsh, plants can grow here. Therefore, Bai Moran can appreciate the beautiful scenery of the green Polygonatum odoratum and Yaoyao peach blossoms.

Bai Moran just drinks tea, although the water is sweet mountain spring water, and the tea is the top Yunwu Longjing, Bai Moran does not know the complicated tea ceremony used by the aristocratic family, in the eyes of a small person like Bai Moran, no matter how good the tea is, It's just for quenching thirst. Today's weather is fine, cloudless and sunny. They will stay here for a full month. Even if they want to avoid trouble, Bai Moran can't stay in the room for a month.

Drinking tea, admiring the beautiful scenery in front of him, the sun shining on his body is warm, Bai Moran, who has been living half a day's leisure, suddenly has the illusion that the years are quiet, but the illusion is always an illusion, Bai Moran has just given birth to this peaceful state It was such a wonderful day, and then I was slapped in the face. A girl in red and a boy in blue tugged at each other. They walked to the small bamboo forest not far in front of them. Maybe it was because their attention was on each other. , unexpectedly did not notice that there was another person in the pavilion not far away.

"Murong Xing, what exactly do you mean?" the girl in red dragged the boy to the bamboo forest, and asked in a low voice, gnashing her teeth.

"I don't understand what you mean?" The young man was Murong Xing, a little uncomfortable, looking at the sky, the ground, and the scenery, but he didn't look at the red-clothed girl Lin Qianqian in front of him, the young daughter of the head of the Lin family from the martial arts family of Wei State , and also his fiancée.

"What do you mean by going around that Murong Ling every day?" Lin Qianqian smiled angrily, coupled with that beautiful face, she looked like a little pepper beauty.

"You are not allowed to bully her, that is my sister." Murong Xing was a little wary, Lin Qianqian was a martial arts practitioner since childhood, completely different from Murong Ling.

Lin Qianqian couldn't help touching the whip coiled around her waist, and with the other hand, the bright red Dan Kou pinched the end of her own hair, suppressing her anger, and looked at Murong Xing with a half-smile, "Sister? Get out of Wufu's hall soon!" Sister, hehe."

"Sister Ling'er is different from you, don't bully her." Noticing Lin Qianqian's movement towards the whip, Murong Xing immediately warned again, obviously forgetting that the person in front of him was only one year older than Murong Ling, and was his fiancée .

Lin Qianqian smiled, as if peach blossoms were blooming, but the next moment the whip flashed, Murong Xing quickly dodged, the whip did not land on him, but the amethyst dragon-shaped ring hanging on his waist was swept away by Lin Qianqian with the whip Seeing that the ring fell into Lin Qianqian's hand, Murong was lucky to have a pause. Just as he was about to speak, something was thrown in his face. When he took it, he saw it was a suet white jade bracelet. Looking at the texture and color of the jade, he immediately I know this bracelet is old and worth a lot.

This was a token from the Murong family to the Lin family when they made their marriage contract.

"Zilong will take it back, the marriage contract between you and me, let it go," Lin Qianqian said very freely, she was already very favored, and now she has the bonus of cultivation talent, there is really no need to wrong herself.

"Sister, bah, it's my sister of love." Thinking that the amethyst ring in her hand was almost given to Murong Ling by the person in front of her, Lin Qianqian became very angry, and casually threw the purple dragon ring behind the bamboo forest, Lin Qianqian turned and left full of disdain, she didn't even bother to ask for the things that man had worn.

So Bai Moran, who sat in the back and watched a scene quietly, was hit by a ring that fell from the sky, held the purple dragon ring, looked at Murong Xing standing there through the gap in the bamboo forest, and then backed away as if frightened took a step.

"Sister Linger is a younger sister." I don't know whether to refute Lin Qianqian who has gone away or to comfort my guilty self. , Murong Xing felt that the bracelet in his hand was like a hot yam, he threw it to the side of the peach blossom forest in a panic, turned and left.

Before Bai Moran had time to complain about how this man threw things around, a young man in white clothes turned out from the peach blossom forest. There was a faint smile on his delicate and handsome face. A discarded white jade bracelet.

Bai Ling was not as careless as the two people who had something on their minds just now, he raised his eyes to look at where Bai Moran was, raised his foot and walked over, Bai Moran looked at the ten points, and naturally sat opposite him, He also poured himself a cup of tea, and Bai Ling, who was slowly drinking it, was speechless.

"The water is good water, and the tea leaves are good tea leaves, but the brewing method is too rough." Bai Ling commented like this, feeling a little disappointed that Bai Moran spoiled such good tea leaves.

Bai Moran rolled his eyes directly, don't drink anything.

However, Bai Ling is not picky enough to drink only good tea, so he drank up the tea in the cup, and then Bai Ling put the white jade bracelet in his hand on the stone table, "This bracelet is very good, but this Murong Xing has met a little, so it's better to be famous." Bai Ling commented in this way, Murong Xing is also someone who is often compared with him. A person of color, no matter how talented he is, he will not be his opponent in the future.

Looking at the jade bracelet Bai Ling put on the table, and then at the amethyst clasp in his hand, Bai Moran asked, "Don't you need to return it to them?"

"This purple dragon buckle was bought by the head of the Lin family at an underground auction 30 years ago. Although it is expensive, it has no special significance." Although the Bai family is not in the world, but its intelligence capabilities are top-notch. The seventh young master of the Bai family wants to know It's easy, what this means is that since Murong Xing doesn't want it, Bai Moran can stay if he likes it.

As he said that, Bai Ling pushed the white jade bracelet that he wove into front of Bai Moran.

If you look at the bracelet carefully, you will find that it is not for women. Although it looks very delicate and beautiful, if it is worn by a man, it will not look obtrusive, as long as it is not a very strong man.

"Although this white jade bracelet was given to the daughter-in-law by the Murong family, there are quite a few bracelets of this style. If Murong Xing is going to practice Taoism and become an immortal, no one will care about this bracelet."

Bai Ling commented with some sarcasm, especially the words "Cultivate Taoism and Become Immortal", which he pronounced very meaningfully.

After speaking, Bai Ling got up and left.

As the patriarch of the Bai family and the most beloved son, Bai Ling has seen all kinds of treasures, so he doesn't like these two things at all.

But Bai Moran looked at the white jade bracelet and purple dragon ring buckle on the stone table, and suddenly thought, this is a world where gods are watching the theater, and Murong Ling who has the aura of Marysu seems to be the object of Murong Xing's love.

Bai Moran couldn't help thinking of the routines in the novels he had read in his previous life, his eyes were subtle for a moment, he stretched out his finger, scratched, and dripped two drops of blood on the two things respectively.

The blood dripping on the white jade bracelet slipped to the side, while the blood dripping on the purple dragon ring seeped into it. The next moment, a faint light flashed on it, and then the purple dragon ring disappeared.

Feeling faintly that there was something more in his soul, Bai Moran's eyes became more subtle.

what is this?Goldfinger that fell from the sky?