Transmigrating into the Villain’s White Rabbit Master

Normally making a few jokes is a warm-up, but if you can talk nonsense about having a child in front of the little girl, it is obviously over.

In the end, it is the face of Lifeng City, which should be managed.

Seeing that nonsense began to increase, Mr. Storyteller hurriedly took control, but he would not miss such a good opportunity.

The storyteller asked: "Teacher Mo's name? Is it a master-disciple relationship between Mr. Mo and Miss Bai Yu?"

"You can say that." Mo Shulin admitted naturally.

As the saying goes, one day is a teacher and a lifelong father.

In the concept of mortals, it is against human ethics and morality to become a husband and wife. Although it is not against the law, it is more criticized than the eighty-year-old landlord’s 16-year-old concubine.

Cultivators will relax a lot.

This is closely related to the long life span of the practitioners, the more they reach the peak of their cultivation, the fewer the number of practitioners.

The scope of high Xiuwei's mate selection itself is small, and there are often family interests involved. It would be nice to find a Taoist companion in this small area who looks good at each other and has no blood relationship.

In particular, women are easily emotional, and the Taoist heart is not strong, and far fewer women sisters are able to achieve the great road.

It is better to be a master and disciple than a grandma every thousand years.

However, the two of Bai Yuming were in a city where most of them were mortal. At first glance, the two of them actually had a relationship between a teacher and an apprentice, and the excitement was not generally strong.

The storyteller also became curious. But he will not ask directly, but rather use rhetorical questions.

When people deny, they will subconsciously reveal more information.

"But, I see that the two are not as nervous as the master and apprentice, but they are more like ordinary people." The storyteller said so, but his eyes revealed strong expectations.

It is a pity that Mo Shulin was able to become the Demon Venerable and knew this little trick well.

Bai Yuming could feel the storyteller's words, as if he saw a well dug hole waiting for him to jump in.

They are just here to have fun, not to talk about their past.

Of course, if there is a real need, Bai Yuming will definitely bring out the story of the Legend of Condor Heroes and tell everyone about it. But because of Mo Shulin's sly gaze just now, Bai Yuming was inexplicably confused.

For some things, it is enough to keep the door closed and the disciples know about it.

"You are right." Mo Shulin smiled naturally, pretending to not understand what you were talking about.

Before waiting for more details, the storyteller was stunned on the spot.

However, many years of storytelling experience made the storyteller understand quickly and quickly started the next question.

After that, it went smoothly.

After realizing that the two of them were cultivators, not him, a little mortal who could play tricks, the storyteller honestly asked the questions and asked the steward to give Quan Jialou's discount coupon.

Bai Yuming raised his eyebrows when he saw that it was 50% off.

It's really interesting.

Holding the earned coupons, Bai Yuming took Mo Shulin towards Quanjialou.

Bai Yuming was not in a hurry. Along the way, Bai Yuming walked and wandered, and he was happy to pay when he met someone he liked.

But it is different from the men's Bai Yuming. The white jade tea dressed as a woman is obviously more attractive. Not only will passers-by stop and take a look, but several vendors are so fascinated that they don't charge any money for buying things from the white jade tea.

Mo Shulin threw the money directly onto the stall, glaring at those people fiercely, and then glaring at them until they realized the reality.

Unable to bear the appearance of Bai Yuming's bee attracting butterflies, Mo Shulin took out the top hat from the storage bag and barely covered half of the rotten peach blossoms of the rabbit essence.

Bai Yuming, who wore a drapery hat, was a little afraid, "The current stall owner is really passionate about selling things."

"Master." Mo Shulin didn't believe in Master.

"Okay. It's my fault." Bai Yuming said with some doubts, "but I didn't use charm, so I'm crazy. Haven't people in this city seen a beautiful woman?"

Mo Shulin shook his head helplessly.

Among the plainly dressed mortals, I suddenly saw a banished woman in a white dress fluttering and holy as snow, with a pair of sultry eyes.

The huge beauty produced by the contrast and the hazy beauty that is half-concealed. Who can stand this stunning beauty.

Mo Shulin felt that he should reassess Master's mind.

Although it is not as harmless as humans and animals on the surface, the master is not much better than ordinary rabbits in terms of humanity and sophistication.

After stumbling, the two finally walked to Quanjialou.

There are six floors in Quanjia Building, and the middle is empty. A circular wooden platform was built in the center of the first floor to provide various performances at different times.

On the stage of Quanjialou is a woman playing the guqin. The remaining sound is curvy and exciting.

As soon as Bai Yuming arrived, he immediately took off the hat that made him uncomfortable, and saw the woman on the stage, immediately taken aback.

For nothing else, just zhuangshan.

The women on the stage wore the same white clothes with a light veil, and their hair buns were similar in three points.

The difference is that Bai Yuming wears a sway on his head and wears jingle bells when he walks around, a bit more agile in the cold. The woman on the stage is wearing a small white plum blossom, which is very elegant and refined.

There are many diners who come here to listen to the woman playing the piano. Seeing such a highly similar woman walking into Quanjialou, it really feels like kicking the restaurant.

Because of the white clothes like Bai Yuming, it instantly attracted the gaze of countless diners.

Quan Jialou's discussion gradually calmed down, all looking at Bai Yuming who had taken off his hat standing at the door.

But from this look, everyone was lost.

Although the dresses are similar, the girl in white standing in front of the door is obviously better.

The pretty woman has a very graceful figure. Although the veil covers most of her face, her skin is like fat and her eyebrows are like a crescent moon. When blinking, the slender eyelashes spread out like a butterfly. Qiushui's eyes are bright as stars.

Immediately a man chanted, "There is a female demon and beautiful, Pei returns to Xiangshuimei."

The other person was unwilling to show weakness: "Mai Mai has waves in her eyes, where the flowers bloom."

Seeing that the scene couldn't be controlled, Mo Shulin shouted, "Little Er."

Immediately, Mo Shulin glanced coldly at the seeming men, and a terrible possessiveness developed in his heart.

Such a good master does not dislike everything, and is willing to tolerate all his good and bad masters. Only he can monopolize him.

He shouldn't hand over the master, the master can only be his.

Strong thoughts take root in my heart, and it is difficult to extricate themselves.

"It's okay, zhuangshan is not terrible, whoever is ugly is embarrassed." Bai Yuming knew that the zhuangshan woman was staring at him, but he ignored it.

Mo Shulin: "..."

Does he care about zhuangshan?

What he cared about was the explicit eyes of those men.

Hearing Mo Shulin's voice, the shop Xiaoer finally reacted and immediately ran to Mo Shulin, "Two guest officers, are you coming for dinner? Which floor do you want to be on? The younger one should arrange for the two as much as possible."

"Top floor." Mo Shulin handed the gift voucher he had just won to Xiao Er.

Xiaoer confirmed that there was indeed the seal of the lord on it, and Ma Liu greeted the people to the top of the building.

The top floor is separated by a series of exquisite screens, giving the guests a space for privacy.

Bai Yuming now has a lot of money, and I just ordered everything without looking at the menu.

The shopkeeper asked uncertainly, "Girl, what are you talking about, do we have all the dishes in our shop?"

But it is not that he feels that Bai Yuming has no money, but that Quanjialou, as the best restaurant in Lifeng City, not only has exquisite dishes for ordinary people, but also provides spiritual food that can only be consumed by cultivators.

Low-level cultivators cannot eat high-level monsters and spirit plants, and mortals cannot directly eat food containing aura.

"Yes." Bai Yuming took out a middle-grade spirit stone directly, "Reward you."

Seeing that Bai Yuming's hand was so generous, the shop Xiaoer's eyes glowed immediately, and he immediately arranged for Bai Yuming after thanking him.

It's no wonder that he is so excited, there are really very few cultivators who reward mortals with spirit stones. The value of Lingshi is much higher than that of gold and silver.

Bai Yuming watched the shop Xiaoer's figure disappeared on the top floor, and then said to Mo Shulin on the side: "It seems that my life is destined to be poor."

Mo Shulin was pouring tea to Bai Yuming, and he didn't understand where Bai Yuming's words came from.

Bai Yuming sighed and said: "Others rewarding is to enjoy the happiness of being a local tyrant. Only I am distressed by the white flower. Flower Lingshi after rewarding."

Although he is also considered an eruption rabbit sitting on the small hills of Lingshi.

Mo Shulin: "..."

Mo Shulin did not answer, and put the tea cup in front of Bai Yuming.

Bai Yuming took off the veil, and under the veil was Jiao Li's cold face.

Because of exhaustion, Bai Yuming couldn't help sighing before drinking tea.

The slender jade hand gently squeezes the purple sand teacup, the teacup touches the cherry lips, pressing the lips down. At the next breath, the teacup tilted, and all the tea poured into the woman's mouth. Drink it all.

Bai Yuming put down his tea cup heroically, noticed Mo Shulin's eyes, opened his eyes slightly, and raised his head to look at Mo Shulin.

With that coquettish look again, Mo Shulin was suddenly addicted and unable to extricate himself.

Bai Yuming: "..."

He always felt that today's Mo Shulin was weird. It must be that the herbs had eaten his brain.

"I'll recover it for you first." Bai Yuming couldn't help but mention it again.

However, Mo Shulin's ears buzzed, only Bai Yuming's opened lips were in his eyes, and no sound was heard.

Bai Yuming felt that he should say one more time, but to Mo Shulin's deeper and deeper eyes, he consciously didn't speak any more.

I thought he would do it like a needle, but Bai Yuming found that he didn't reject Mo Shulin's direct gaze. On the contrary, he couldn't help but let Mo Shulin look at his eyes.

Looking at Mo Shulin, Bai Yuming felt a little happy in his heart.

This feels amazing.

In the sunset, the two flew towards Yuexuefeng in the spirit boat.

Bai Yuming originally wanted to recover Mo Shulin, but Mo Shulin felt that it was inconvenient to change clothes when he was outside, so he had to wait until he returned to Yuexue Peak.

Therefore, Bai Yuming stopped staying in the inn, and drove Mo Shulin back overnight, lest he was poisoned too deeply and affected Mo Shulin's brain.

As the saying goes, golden nests and silver nests are not as good as their own grass nests.

The moment Bai Yuming returned to Yuexue Peak, he really had this sense of belonging.

"I'm home." Bai Yuming couldn't help but said.

"Yeah. I'm home." Mo Shulin felt warm when he said the word renunciation.

It turns out that he didn't know when, did he have a home with Bai Yuming?

The vigorous atmosphere quickly disintegrated and collapsed at the moment when the white-clothed woman disappeared, the white-clothed fell on the ground, and a billowing fat rabbit struggling out of the white-clothed.

When the fat rabbit struggling out of the clothes, the two rabbits' legs stretched out and they simply collapsed on the clothes.

"Ah, it's suffocating me. It's still comfortable to run naked." Fat Rabbit Chi was too relaxed, unconsciously speaking from the bottom of his heart.

Mo Shulin: "..."

Mo Shulin looked at the soft and white rabbit fur.

What kind of streaking is this?

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