Master, he holds the villain script

Hearing this, Bai Luochen was taken aback for a moment, then frowned and said, "Yes. But which one is the one that isn't the deity?"

Before Mo Lanjin could answer him, he put his hand on the table and pressed his brow wearily, and said coldly, "Since it's an unsealed book, you shouldn't know its name, so you can share it with me." have a look."

As soon as Bai Luochen finished speaking, Mo Lanjin backed down.

Where can he get a copy?

Although he has a copy, he has long forgotten what was written in the book. If it is a erotic picture, if he shows it to the master, isn't it courting death?

Mo Lanjin didn't dare to find it for him, so he could only mutter, "I forgot where to put it."

"But after a while, you should remember it when you think about it on the way back." Bai Luochen opened his eyes and looked at him, "Master, don't you want to know your preferences?"

Mo Lanjin couldn't resist and had no choice but to say hello, and looked for the unnamed book he bought earlier with a sad face.

Perhaps he was too absorbed in thinking, Mo Lanjin didn't hear someone calling behind him, so he went straight into the door, and found the book according to his memory.

While Mo Lanjin was squatting down, the disciples behind him saw that he should not answer a hundred times, so they took the opportunity to pat him on the shoulder and shouted, "Master!"

Mo Lanjin was taken aback, the book in her hand was suddenly lost and fell to the ground.

He froze for a while, and then realized that the plain-looking disciple in front of him was calling him.

He nodded, hummed lightly, and was about to pick up the book that fell on the floor, but the disciple bent down to pick it up first.

"My apprentice has called Master so many times, why does Master just ignore me?" The disciple looked aggrieved.

Hearing this, Mo Lanjin just wanted to say, brother, because I am not your master, your master is sitting in his room right now.

Mo Lanjin didn't dare to say, didn't dare to think about it in her heart.

"I'm thinking about some important things." Mo Lanjin coughed lightly, reaching out to get the book back.

"Oh." The disciple was a little frustrated, and when he saw that he asked for the book, he handed it to him, "I also have a copy of this cookbook, why didn't the master ask the disciple to bring it to you? Why did you come here to admire it yourself?" Take it from the junior room."

The more the disciple spoke, the lower his voice became, until finally he murmured like a mosquito.

"You have one too?" Mo Lanjin touched the cover of the book, a little reluctant to tear it off.

"Yes." Seeing him asking, the disciple thought he wanted it, his eyes were shining, and as soon as he spoke, he immediately turned around to fetch the book and gave it to him.

"Leave it alone." Mo Lanjin smiled lightly, and walked out, while the disciple followed behind him relentlessly.

Being followed by him, Mo Lanjin didn't dare to tear up the book, so he had to slow down and ask him what his name was.

"Master, have you forgotten what the disciple's name is?" The disciple felt aggrieved, and his small mouth was tightly pressed together.

"There's been a lot of business these days. I just came back from Yuling Town yesterday. I haven't seen her for a long time, so I've forgotten it."

Mo Lanjin heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, when he came out, the master asked him if his spiritual power had grown, and he mentioned where to go, otherwise he really didn't know what to say.

"Master and apprentice called Nanshanxue." Nanshanxue was a little strange, he scratched his head, and couldn't help saying, "I haven't seen you all night."

"Could it be that Master, you have forgotten who accompanied you to Yuling Town?" Nan Shanxue exclaimed, her eyes widened.

Mo Lanjin was taken aback by him, and subconsciously reached out to cover his mouth.

Under Nan Shanxue's shocked gaze, she leaned close to his ear and whispered, "I don't have a good memory recently, so don't provoke others by surprise."

He covered Nan Shanxue's mouth. Since the two were very close, Nan Shanxue's eyes were full of Mo Lanjin's peerless face. He nodded, indicating that he would speak softly, and Mo Lanjin let him go. open.

"Master... this disciple feels that you have become a little different." As soon as Nan Shanxue opened his mouth, Mo Lanjin was so frightened that his heart skipped a beat, but he smiled and added, "Master has become more approachable." many."

He heard that the stone hanging in Mo Lanjin's heart fell to the ground.

He coughed lightly, pretending to be stern, and said to Nanshan Xue, "How's the spiritual power? You're still entangled with this deity."

Nan Shanxue blushed after being reprimanded by him, presumably she did not practice seriously.

"That disciple will leave first." Nan Shanxue saluted and then ran away without a trace.

Seeing him running away, Mo Lanjin heaved a sigh of relief, silently kept this senior brother in mind, then tore off the cover, threw it aside and entered the room.

At that time, Bai Luochen was dozing off with his eyes closed, when he heard the movement, he slowly opened his eyes, "Have you brought it?"

Mo Lanjin hummed lightly, and offered the book to him with both hands.

"Why have you been here for so long?" Bai Luochen flipped through the book, but only turned a page before frowning, with a strange expression on his face, "Do you read the recipes for cultivation?"

Mo Lanjin touched his nose, a little embarrassed, but since Bai Luochen said it, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and nod.

By the way, he changed the subject clumsily, "Tu'er just met Senior Brother Nan when he was going to get the book, and Tu'er was dragged by him to talk for a while, so it was late."

Hearing that he met Nanshanxue, Bai Luochen's eyelids twitched, and he threw the book back into his arms, "You didn't tell me, did you?"

Mo Lanjin hurriedly reached out to catch it, nodded and realized something was wrong, then shook his head, finding something was wrong, so he said, "It's exposed..."

"Tu'er doesn't know him, so I don't know how to call him, so I just asked..." Mo Lanjin shrank her neck for fear that Bai Luochen would scold him.

Unexpectedly, Bai Luochen picked up the teacup on the side and passed it forward, and Mo Lanjin immediately stepped forward to add a new one to him knowingly.

"Normal. It's only been half a month since you started. He was practicing at the foot of the mountain. You didn't see him. I don't blame you if you don't know him." Bai Luochen thought for a while, and it's not a solution to let Mo Lanjin continue to test like this. Sooner or later, he will reveal his secrets .

So he took the initiative to say, "Since the deity wants to give you this opportunity, then I will make a full play. The deity will tell you about the interpersonal relationship and the mobilization of the deity's spiritual power."

Mo Lanjin nodded and put the tea by his hand.

I don't know if it was because he was too excited or something else, but Bai Luochen's hand touching the teacup actually touched the back of his hand.

Mo Lanjin looked at his cheek, heard him say that he should study hard, nodded heavily, then raised Bai Luochen's finger and placed it on the teacup.

Just as soon as he put it on, Bai Luochen's handsome face wrinkled, and the fox's eyes were full of anger, "What are you doing!"

After being yelled at by him, Mo Lanjin's face turned pale immediately, he shrank his neck, and said weakly, "Master, doesn't he want to drink tea?"

"You accidentally touched the wrong hand and touched Tuer's hand. Seeing that you were talking vigorously, Tuer didn't dare to disturb you, so I took the time to break my hand and put it on the teacup for you to hold it comfortably, and then drink tea."

What Mo Lanjin said was sincere, but Bai Luochen felt a little embarrassed.

He coughed lightly, his cheeks were hot, and the fox's eyes were full of embarrassment, "That's right, I just want to touch your hand as a teacher."