Transmigrating into the Villain’s White Rabbit Master

Unable to refuse, the Fat Rabbit Ji could only lie on the table and be combed by Mo Shulin.

Although Mo Shulin wanted to comb the fat rabbit over and over again, he knew what it meant to be adequate and proceed step by step.

It's just that when he combed the fat rabbit's belly, he accidentally discovered that there were a few small bumps on the fat rabbit's belly, which seemed to be small packets bitten by mosquitoes. Mo Shulin was a little envious. Mosquitoes could touch Master's belly, and he was afraid of committing crimes.

I dare not ask what mosquitoes are so powerful, even the Mahayana elders dare to poke in the belly. Mo Shulin carefully walked around the small bumps so as not to damage the skin of the fat rabbit.

The Fat Rabbit was combed without noticing it, and then took the little apprentice to the mission hall.

The Mission Hall is on the Changwu Peak, where the apprentice took the disciple's waist card last time and met with Shangguan Zhuqing. Because the mission hall is the organization with the most intensive information exchange, Shangguan Zhuqing often handles official affairs here.

Bai Yuming's red robe was still dazzling, and he attracted the attention of countless disciples before he got off the spirit boat.

Shangguan Zhuqing was excited when he learned that Bai Yuming had arrived, but he couldn't meet him personally when he was busy with official duties, so he sent Ye Qingling to run errands.

Seeing Ye Qingling waiting next to him, Bai Yuming felt a little helpless.

He didn't come often and got lost easily, so he was very happy to be greeted by someone. And before, he almost went to Shangguan Zhuqing for a deal. It would be better to see Shangguan Zhuqing directly, saving him from looking for it.

But now that he doesn't sell hair, he is a bit embarrassed to accept other people's favors.

"Elder Shangguan is really interested, you don't have to be so polite." Bai Yuming was embarrassed, "I'm here to choose a task for the disciple."

Ye Qingling was puzzled and didn't believe it, but he unobtrusively praised Bai Yuming's good master, and envied Mo Shulin's good fortune.

Bai Yuming wanted to greet Ye Qingling twice, but he saw a red cloud appearing on the horizon.

Hongxia came quickly from far to near, and the goal was Changwu Peak.

That Hongxia is obviously a flying magic weapon, middle and upper grade. The range of Hongxia is not wide, but the winter is upright, everything is depressed, and the uniforms of the disciples of the two poles are solemnly black and white. Therefore, such a bright color appeared in the bipolar gate is still very eye-catching, attracting countless disciples to look up.

This red glow landed on the place where Changwu Peak specifically stopped and landed flying magic weapons.

Due to the large and small flying instruments, the people on Changwu Peak had to stop at the place prescribed by the martial art, and even the leader had to abide by this rule.

Seeing Hongxia stop and stop, many disciples squeezed in, wondering who controls such flying magic weapons.

Bai Yuming didn't want to watch, but his disciples soon rushed back, and there was also a bright and beautiful woman who walked with wind holding a saber in her hand.

The woman was dressed in a fire-red brocade dress, with a waist badge symbolizing her own disciple hung on her waist, and her long black hair had a little curl at the end, which seemed to be curled by flames. The appearance is self-explanatory, bright and luxurious and dignified.

The woman in red was followed by two female disciples of the inner sect. Although they followed the appearance, they were very respectful to the woman in red in front of her. The inner disciple can make such a posture, it can be seen that in addition to the transcendent identity, the woman in red has true talents.

The red-clothed woman frowned slightly, walked fast, and quickly passed in front of Bai Yuming and turned into the mission hall.

But when she passed by, the woman in red glanced at Bai Yuming's red dress, but she quickly turned her eyes away, just curious that someone at the gate of the two poles dared to go out in red as much as she did.

It was not until the figure of the woman in red disappeared that the voice of the surroundings resumed.

"Who is that person?" Bai Yuming asked casually, in the fallacy that the red dress must be part of the scene.

"Elder Huibai, this is the direct disciple of Qiaogongtang Hall Master Nie Yifeng, Yan Qianqian." Ye Qingling's voice was faintly indifferent.

Bai Yuming raised his eyebrows by surprise, but also a little uncertain.

Without waiting for him to ask anything, the disciples around him started discussing after they couldn't see Yanqianqian. They were talking about Yanqianqian's love, hatred and hatred, and Yanqianqian's food for the past two days. Bai Yuming listened a few ears and confirmed that the woman in red just now was the Yan Qianqian he had in mind.

If it is usual, Bai Yuming will not complain about Ye Qingling.

But today, after Bai Yuming raised Yan Qianqian's mouth, Ye Qingling couldn't help but asked, "Dare to ask Elder Bai, what do you think of Junior Sister Yan?"

After Ye Qingling finished speaking, he didn't forget to take a careful look at Bai Yuming, but Bai Yuming was not angry.

Mo Shulin originally bowed his head in a well-behaved manner, but when he heard Ye Qingling's words, he raised his head slightly and looked at Ye Qingling from the corner of his eye.

He always felt that Ye Qingling was weird.

Unlike spies, there should be no bad intentions, but Mo Shulin just wanted to guard against Ye Qingling.

"...Well, I think one of her disciples doesn't wear disciple clothes." Bai Yuming answered casually.

"Haha. Elder Bai can really make a joke." Ye Qingling didn't believe it all, and thought this answer was reasonable.

Most of the disciples in the bipolar gate wear disciple clothes, but unless on special occasions or tasks, the disciples are not strictly required to dress the rest of the time. I see so many disciples wearing disciple clothes every day because most disciples have to take on tasks or be on duty. Disciples like Yan Qianqian who do not need to worry about cultivation resources, and who are devoted to cultivation, are definitely in the minority.

Although Bai Yuming did not need Ye Qingling's help, Ye Qingling still brought Bai Yuming into the elegant room. Bai Yuming can sit and choose tasks while sitting, without having to squeeze in the hall with ordinary disciples.

This kind of private room is specially opened for elder-level repairers. Although Bai Yuming came to accompany his apprentices, no one asked Bai Yuming to take the task, so it was not difficult for Ye Qingling to let Bai Yuming enter the private room.

After serving tea to the two, Ye Qingling left.

The two masters and apprentices sat in the private room, feeling at ease.

Mo Shulin chose the task deliberately, but saw Bai Yuming sitting still for a long time, slightly worried, "Master?"

"Yeah." Bai Yuming replied, still thinking about things.

"Is the Master thinking about Miss Yan San?" Mo Shulin was sure that Bai Yuming was thinking about Yan Qianqian, and Bai Yuming started to wander after seeing Yan Qianqian.

Yan Qianqian is more than three hundred years old this year, Jindan Dzogchen has completed his cultivation, and he can't reach Bai Yuming. But what if Bai Yuming fell in love with Yan Qianqian? No one can tell about this.

Bai Yuming only saw Yan Qianqian for the first time, and his soul flew away.

The more Mo Shulin thought about it, the more angry he was, regretting that he didn't take the opportunity to touch two of Bai Yuming's hair in the morning.

Without knowing that the little apprentice ate a tree of lemons, Bai Yuming nodded, "Yes."

Mo Shulin was so furious, this fat rabbit demon actually dared to say yes! Um a carrot! Too poor to live in the cave, still thinking of finding him a wife.

Mo Shulin didn't know why he was angry. Although living in Huangni Cave, Master was poor, lazy, greedy, and stupid, but as long as he thought that someone else would live in Yuexuefeng and would steal Bai Yuming's attention, Mo Shulin was very unhappy.

Regenerating, Mo Shulin still remembers his identity as an apprentice, but the jealousy in his words can't cover it, "Yes, Miss Yan San's red dress is very beautiful."

"Red clothes? Oh." Bai Yuming was still a little dazed, subconsciously, "She is indeed very suitable for fire red, only a single fire root can hold up this color."

This is the original setting.

It was really uncomfortable to hear Bai Yuming praise a woman. Mo Shulin said with a strong smile: "Master, you and Miss Yan San have a real relationship. Even the clothes are the same color."

"How is this the same?" Bai Yuming frowned and looked at Mo Shulin, "Yan San is fiery red, mine is wine red. Her orange tone, mine is purple. Orange red is more lively, wine red is steady and mature . So my wine red looks better."

Mo Shulin: "..."

He was relieved.

He was sure that Master must be single, and no woman would like it.

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