old man in white

Jimo Bai returned to his room, and after closing the door, he couldn't hold on any longer, and fell to the ground.Tang Ling's injury was fatal. When he was sent to Zhengyi Gate by Feng Buwei, his body had no vitality at all, it could be said that he was dead.Jimo Bai consumed [-]% of his inner alchemy to pull Tang Ling back from the gate of hell, no doubt he was trading his life for another!

"It seems that I, an old man, don't have a job for a few days. Master Lin, it seems that I have to leave the rest to you, and my nephew is powerless." Thinking of Lin Fan's face, Mo Bai thought again. When I met my uncle at the beginning of that year.

"Mo Bai, come and pay your respects to your little uncle." A man with a clean face like a crown of jade said to little Jim Mobai.

"Greetings, little master. I'm Li's new apprentice. My surname is Jimo and my name is Bai." Little Jimo Bai bowed respectfully.

"Second senior brother, where did this kid come from?" The person who was wiping the sword asked wonderingly.

"He is one of the disciples who were sent up the mountain by the famous families at the foot of the mountain this year."

"Didn't the master say that all the people who sent it up should first worship the senior brother as their master? Second senior brother, why do you have apprentices too? Could it be that you stole the senior senior brother?"

"What, the master said that I'm almost at the age of accepting apprentices, let me teach one of my apprentices first. Besides, Jimo Bai is the youngest among the people who went up the mountain this year, only five years old."

Little Jimo Bai saw the man in front of him put down the sword he was cleaning, then squatted down, pinched his own baby fat,

"Ha, kid, you're just training my second brother."

Little Jimo Bai was not used to others pinching his face, so he timidly hid behind his master.

"What are you doing?" Yaoli patted his junior sister's hand, and said angrily, "He is also my first disciple. How can my eldest disciple let you pinch his face."

"Second senior brother, why are you so stingy? When I accept my apprentice, you can pinch your face as much as you want."

"When you reach the age of accepting apprentices, I guess there will be a group of disciples."

The person who was talking to Yaoli rolled his eyes at Yaoli,

"What can I do? Who made me young? When the master accepted me as an apprentice, you were all under his disciples for almost ten years."

"But you are very talented. In just a few years, your spell cultivation has surpassed many juniors. To be honest, with your current cultivation, has the second senior brother beaten you?"

"Hey hey hey, I didn't learn that fast, it's because the master taught me well. Don't chat with me here, if you waste any more, your first disciple will probably starve to death."

You want to take a look at the little guy behind you,

"Are you hungry?" Yaoli asked in a low voice.

Little Jimo nodded vigorously, looking very cute and cute.

"Hey, Second Senior Brother, you raised him as your son. He speaks so softly. You didn't talk to me like that when I first went up the mountain."

"Just raise him as a son, what can you do?" After speaking, Yaoli pulled Jimo Bai and left the room.

"Mobai, master took you to visit the brothers who are masters one by one, how do you feel?"

"Master, they are very kind to their disciples. And master, my disciples have said that my surname is Jimo and my first name is Bai, not Ji."

"Oh, Master forgot hahaha."

"Master, what's the name of that female uncle just now?"

Youli could not help but be a little surprised when he heard the question of little Jimo Bai. This little junior sister grew up on the mountain, and she was dressed just like her senior brothers. It can be said that it is difficult to tell that she is a woman from the outside. How did this little guy tell?