Little People of Cultivation

This made Bai Moran heave a sigh of relief, after all besides this time-traveling woman, there should be a time-traveling man.

Although he doesn't know where the time-traveling man is now, Bai Moran thinks that he will not remain anonymous forever, after all, Bai Moran still remembers what the time-traveling man wanted those gold fingers.

Portable game system, can fight monsters and upgrade, and has the spirit of king.

It can be regarded as the standard equipment for the hero of a certain kind of stallion novel.

Combined with the time-traveling man's age before time-traveling, when Bai Moran thought of all the possible encounters with that time-traveling man, Bai Moran could only hehe.

However, Bai Ling who has the protagonist's life is not as arrogant and conceited as the protagonists in the stallion male novels that Bai Moran saw in his previous life. Goals Make plans that are highly achievable.

This kind of behavior and temperament made Bai Moran, who had already decided to repay Bai Ling's tendon thigh, feel much better, and his favorability for his future golden thigh was straight up.

And now Bai Ling is taking advantage of the rare opportunity of the banquet where everyone is present to start wooing people, laying the foundation for building his own team in the cultivation world.

Bai Moran noticed that most of the people he pulls the dragon are people with low luck and lower background than him.And for those who are of similar background to him, it is mainly to show favor.Even people like Murong Xing and Nan Gongfeng, who he doesn't think highly of, like Bai Ling showing his favor, but to these two kinds of people, his showing of favor is very skillful, so they won't think it's a deliberate wooing, and there is a preliminary good impression.

But no matter how good Bai Ling's plan is and how flexible his means are, when he meets Mary Su, a time-traveling woman who possesses fanciful self-confidence and wants all outstanding men to bow down under her pomegranate skirt, Bai Ling can't dance well with her long sleeves.

Looking at Murong Ling who was shy and admiring, stopping Bai Ling from talking to her, and then looked at Murong Ling, Nangongfeng and Murong Xing who were staring at Bai Ling with envy and gritted their teeth when they had just established a good impression.Bai Moran felt that it was time for his little brother to play a role. Of course, Bai Moran would not be so stupid as to rush forward, after all, Bai Moran was more or less resistant to this time traveler and did not want to get in touch with him more.

Bai Moran turned his gaze to Murong Ling's elder brother Murong Jue in this world, although Bai Moran was a little apprehensive about the blood-red cloud of luck above his head, but he still walked over with a bewildered expression on his face.

Murong Jue hid in the corner of the banquet hall, holding a jug in his hand, pouring wine one gulp at a time. Behind him was the wooden window lattice, and the brilliant light of the lanterns outside projected into it, gilding that rather immature face. A layer of dim yellow also made him more decadent.

Although he is in a lively banquet hall, Murong Jue has a feeling of loneliness, independent from the outside world, as if nothing can enter his heart, even if a child walks up to him, Murong Jue is just drinking, completely ignoring him. that person.

Bai Moran looked at the person in front of him curiously. This is the older brother of the time-traveling girl, but unlike the face of the time-traveling girl, this person looks much more ordinary. Maybe he deliberately restrained himself. Let people ignore him intentionally or unintentionally.But if you observe this person carefully, you will find that this person is so extraordinary. He has an aura about him, that is the determination and ruthlessness that subverts everything.

Bai Moran decided in his heart that unless necessary, he should never provoke this person.

"Brother." Bai Moran raised his head, looked up at the boy, showing a sweet smile, and the light in his eyes was ignorance and curiosity.

Murong Jue glanced at the little boy, then turned his head again, looking into the unknown distance, as if he had fallen into his own world again.

"Brother, are you that big sister's brother?" Bai Moran stretched out his hand and grabbed the corner of Murong Jue's clothes, twitching the corner of his mouth, showing a trace of displeasure, "Can you ask that big sister not to pester my brother? I dislike him."

Only then did Murong Jue set his sights on the little boy, and then went to the center of the banquet where the liar who disgusted her was pestering the seventh young master of the Bai family.

"Why?" Murong Jue's eyes were somewhat empty, although he was asking Bai Moran, but it was more like asking himself.

Bai Moran frowned, with a very tangled expression on his face.

Since this Murong Jue didn't seem to be close to that time-traveling woman, Bai Moran decided to take a risk, which was also a temptation.

Bai Moran couldn't help looking again at the cloud above Murongjue's head, which was second only to Bai Ling.

"Because that big sister looks so fake, like a person wearing another person's skin. Indifference doesn't like this person, and I don't want him to approach my brother."

Murong Jue paused the hand holding the flagon, and for the first time there was a look of life in those dim eyes.

"Your name is Mo Ran?" Murong Jue looked at the boy in front of him seriously, this was the first time anyone saw Murong Ling's weirdness, but he only saw pure disgust and curiosity on that immature face.

Bai Moran was slightly taken aback, he could hear that the Moran that Murong Qiao said was different from the indifference he said.

Although he didn't know why this Murong Jue had such a misunderstanding, an idea appeared in Bai Moran's mind.

"Yes, my name is Mo Ran, big brother, can you take that sister away from my brother?" Bai Moran tilted his head, looking very cute, his big eyes were full of pleading.

"She is very beautiful, and many people like her." In this regard, Murong Jue has a touch of pride. His younger sister is the most beautiful, even if that liar's temperament makes her beauty discounted, she is still the most dazzling one. .

Bai Moran frowned, and said a little dissatisfied, "But my brother is also very beautiful, and he already has so many brothers playing with him, why should he rob my brother?"

Bai Moran felt a little guilty, in fact, Bai Ling really looked as good as Murong Ling, so he wasn't lying when he said that.

Such a childish answer made Murong determined to win, and looked at Murong Ling, and saw that besides Nangongfeng, Murong Xing, and Bai Ling who was pestering him, there seemed to be another person around her who seemed to have a gentle temper. A boy with extraordinary looks.

Of course this young Murong Jue knew him. The third son of the head of the Lin family and Lin Qianqian's brother was rumored to be a gentle and refined noble son. Others only saw his gentleness and consideration, but Murong Jue, who was good at hiding and pretending, couldn't see that. The vigilance and exploration under the gentle appearance.

This is not the person who will be deceived by that liar, Murong Jue raised his head and took another sip of wine. From the beginning of the banquet to now, he has drunk a lot, and he feels slightly drunk, but his mind is still clear.

Looking at the Seventh Young Master of the Bai family who was being entangled by Murong Ling, and the young men from low-born backgrounds around him, Murong Jue suddenly became suspicious that when he finally killed the liar, his sister's reputation would be destroyed. How corrupt is this liar?

Although he is only 11 years old, the education of Jia Takako made him understand more than an adult.Those teenagers may look at Murong Ling with pure admiration now, but when they gradually grow up and understand love, will there be such a sexual thing that Murong Jue absolutely does not want to see happen?

Based on Murong Jue's understanding of that liar, Murong Ling, who was blindfolded by love at that time, would never refuse.

But that liar used his sister's body!

Thinking of this, Murong can't help but a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes, his sister should be the most pure and noble person in this world, how could she be defiled by that thing!

Noticing Murong Jue's thinking, and not knowing where he ran, Bai Moran pulled the clothes in his hands to remind him of his existence.

"Brother, are you going to help Mo Ran?"

Murong Jue suddenly turned around, looked at the little boy in front of him, and asked, "Isn't your name Bai Moran?"

Bai Moran blinked his eyes and tilted his head cutely, and asked a little puzzled: "Can't I be called this name? Mo Ran, Mo Ran, sounds better and more unique than Bai Moran."