Transmigrating into the Villain’s White Rabbit Master

It was the morning.

The sun is fierce and the sky is white.

Without focus, his eyes could only fall on Mo Shulin's face. Mo Shulin's appearance is really good-looking, his skin is not bad, and there are no dead spots even when he looks up close.

The bridge of the nose is very straight, as if it is very close to him. His face was reflected in those dark pupils.

Bai Yuming could see himself clearly in Mo Shulin's eyes.

Thinking that Mo Shulin could see his face clearly, even his eyelashes were clearly visible, and all the good and the bad fell into Mo Shulin's eyes, Bai Yuming couldn't help but feel hot all over.

The tender and white skin beneath her fainted pink a little, which was the color of extremely bait. Mo Shulin's mouth was dry and his breathing was a little heavy.

Bai Yuming moved his head away, trying to avoid Mo Shulin's sight. Mo Shulin was out of sight, but Mo Shulin's breathing was heard more clearly in my ears.

The rapid breathing seemed to have the same frequency as his heartbeat. Does Mo Shulin feel the same as him?

Bai Yuming didn't know how attractive he was at this time.

The rosy earrings were right in front of you, and the neck stretched by the posture stretched under the clothes. Thinking of the slender waist that he had just touched, Bai Yuming looked confused and longing...

Mo Shulin gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

This is outdoor, he can't.

Mo Shulin clenched his fists and restrained himself with great self-control. But when he left, he directly hugged Bai Yuming into his arms, holding Bai Yuming's body in his right hand and pushing up, Bai Yuming was placed on the stone.

Bai Yuming's original shame turned into embarrassment, and he stared at Mo Shulin for a while but couldn't say a word.

Just now, just now...

Did Mo Shulin touch him?

Bai Yuming didn't know whether he wanted to sue Mo Shulin. It can be seen that Mo Shulin was somewhat unnatural but pretending to be calm, and Bai Yuming did not know how to speak.

Mo Shulin just helped him sit up normally, not touching him, right? Isn't it? Must not be?

Bai Yuming was full of self-doubt.

Mo Shulin breathed for a while before restraining the impulse in his heart. "There is a small servant who asks the manager, why do these unsold weapons waste the essence of spiritual essence? Don't just melt them and re-forge them, or sell them at a discount?"

"Xiao Si believes that those weapons that are not used are scrap iron that has lost value. These scrap irons should be used in more meaningful places."

This is very similar to what Bai Yuming thinks of the villagers.

No need to think. People who only know that eating, drinking, and giving birth to children in life are salty fish who have lost their dreams.

"The steward said, those swords are useless now, but they are a breeding ground for souls. Not any sword can give birth to sword spirits. But as long as one is wiped, it gives birth to spiritual wisdom, and its value is more expensive than the other swords combined. "Mo Shulin said.

Bai Yuming: "..."

It means that Dad can't be a dragon. I hope someday a child with a genetic mutation can fly on a branch and become a phoenix?

Seeing Bai Yuming's deflated look, Mo Shulin smiled low.

The low laughter from the throat was a bit tingling with magnetism. Bai Yuming remembered just now, and his face was red and hot again.

Mo Shulin continued: "The scrap iron in the era of peace is a life-saving thing in the era of war and chaos. Now there is a part of it. If the gods go to war again, they can also take out some weapons to contend with the evil spirits."

War always occurs at the most comfortable time. If you don't think about danger in times of peace, the future will inevitably suffer from the pain of past enjoyment.

Bai Yuming understood.

He was a little bit lost, and he didn't know if he thought of Mo Shulin going to the Demon Realm in the future, or because he didn't kiss him before leaving the cultivator continent.

Bai Yuming covered his face in disbelief, his eyes widened.

How could he have such strange thoughts. How could he expect Mo Shulin to kiss him? Is this terrible?

They are mentors...

The mentor and apprentice who have severed the relationship. It's totally possible to be together.

But even friends...

Friends of the life and death contract. If the contract is not destroyed, he and Mo Shulin can only digest it internally.

On familiarity...

He and Mo Shulin lived together for more than a year, and each was accustomed to each other's existence. At least Bai Yuming did not reject the time he lived with Mo Shulin, and even liked it.

At this moment, Bai Yuming was shocked that the obstacles between him and Mo Shulin had been quietly resolved.

Mo Shulin noticed that Bai Yuming was in entanglement and changed the subject: "Master, I am about to start the formation."

Bai Yuming responded slightly.

The formation was activated, and the trees under the stone changed a little. Bai Yuming saw that some of the trees quickly formed stamens and bloomed.

There are more and more pink flowers, and the green leaves are covered by the flowers, and the green is gradually lost.

When a tree is full of flowers, the corner of Bai Yuming's mouth rises slightly.

It is a heart shape, simply expressing your love.

Feiyun Valley is just a small valley in the Continent of Cultivators that does not flow into the flow, and it even has to live with mortals to have a little scale.

Even if there are cultivators in the valley, most of them are in the Qi refining period and the foundation building period, and the life span is not much different from that of ordinary people. The owner of Feiyun Valley naturally doesn't have much financial resources to create a bigger and better formation.

But even so, Bai Yuming could still feel Mo Shulin's father's pure and loving heart when he pursued Mo Shulin's mother.

Mo Shulin felt the same, and his heart was very moved.

He has always known that his mother likes flowers, and his father will collect some beautiful flowers for his mother when he has time, whether it is expensive or cheap, but he has never stopped for more than ten years.

The mother likes to bloom until the flowers fall naturally, so the father planted a yard of flowers for the mother so that the mother can enjoy the beautiful scenery of the four seasons by opening the window.

"Mother said she likes the delicate flowers too much. As long as she sees it, she will be more energetic." Mo Shulin said, her voice was very soft, as if she was afraid of scaring the blooming flowers under the cliff.

"Flowers are not afraid of everything blooming their own beauty. Their short flowering period is like human life."

"Plants don't know how long they will live in the future, but as long as they cultivate enough time and absorb enough nutrients, they will bloom again and show their own beauty."

Bai Yuming didn't feel much about these words.

He had seen too much chicken soup in his previous life and touched it time and time again, but now he hears words that are so easy to understand and full of logical errors that he is really touched.

Flowers are not displayed for beauty, but the instinct to breed the next generation.

Just like those villagers who don’t know how to endure a moment of pain and loneliness, they instinctively survive and instinctively breed children to extend their lives. Maybe they can give birth to a child with good spiritual roots and change the fate of the entire family.

But Bai Yuming saw Mo Shulin's bright eyes and slightly shaking lips, but he felt Mo Shulin's touch in his heart.

Bai Yuming looked down and saw Mo Shulin's hand on the stone.

White hands cover the large wheat-colored hands.

Mo Shulin noticed the coldness coming from the back of his hand and turned to look at Bai Yuming.

Bai Yuming once again saw Mo Shulin who was close at hand and facing each other, and suddenly wanted to kiss him. Kiss this Mo Shulin, who bears the burden of fate, but stays alive again and again.

The flowers moved Mo Shulin's mother.

Mo Shulin's strength moved his heart.

When the flowers bloom to their fullest, a bottom-up wind blows, and the pink flowers on the tree are blown away, losing gravity, spinning and dancing between heaven and earth.

Bai Yuming closed his eyes and slightly raised his head forward.

Mo Shulin didn't want this. He wanted to give Master the best, and wanted to wait until he got married before he could have intimate behavior with Master. He who has tasted the sweetness, how dare he leave, letting Master be alone in the bipolar gate.

The pink petals fell on Bai Yuming's lips without flying away.

Mo Shulin saw the petals covering his lips and couldn't help it anymore and lowered his head to kiss the petals.

The strange touch caused Bai Yuming to open his eyes, and his face turned redder when he saw Mo Shulin who was close at hand.

He and Mo Shulin...

Mo Shulin's movements were extremely restrained. After a while, he left Bai Yuming and took away the petals on Bai Yuming's lips.

Bai Yuming was a little lost, he stared at the petal blankly.

So this is a kiss?

Still no dear?

But the next moment, Bai Yuming saw Mo Shulin flip the petal, and his lips fell on the petal.

It used to be the part of his lips.

Bai Yuming's lost heart beats faster again. He didn't dare to look at Mo Shulin, turned his head quickly away from his eyes, and then met the heart shape and saw the petals still spinning and dancing in the sky.

There was a petal in front of their lips...

Across the petals, he felt Mo Shulin's lips soft...

Bai Yuming couldn't restrain his beating heart at all. This makes him more nervous than Mo Shulin kisses him directly.

Yu Guang saw Mo Shulin carefully put the flower petals into the box, cherish it and put it in a storage bag.

Bai Yuming only felt that his entire head was about to explode.

Why does he think that Mo Shulin's doing such a perverted thing is so romantic? Was he infected by Mo Shulin's metamorphosis through the petals?

Bai Yuming wanted to calm himself down, but he couldn't calm down. What he saw with his eyes was either Mo Shulin or the sky full of petals. What he heard was either Mo Shulin's breathing or the rustle of leaves blowing in the wind.

His body became redder and redder, until his body became heavy, his gaze fell rapidly, and he was covered by the red shirt.

It turned into a rabbit shape because it was too shy.

The Fat Rabbit covered his eyes helplessly, not wanting to face this shameful scene.

The corner of Mo Shulin's mouth couldn't restrain from rising up on the ground. After he collected the petals, he did not pull the fat rabbit out, but picked up the fat rabbit with his clothes.

Although the Fat Rabbit was in the clothes, it felt Mo Shulin's embrace and at the same time Mo Shulin's good mood.

"Master, let's leave after reading." Mo Shulin said.

The Fat Rabbit didn't answer, but he opened his clothes and looked at the boring rain.

These floating flowers are nothing to see, but as long as they are in Mo Shulin's arms, it feels that this is the best place in the world.

Once, Mo Shulin's parents made their love here.

Now, Mo Shulin and Bai Yuming are sitting here.

One person, one rabbit, sitting on the boulder, in the sky, surrounded by pink petals.

I just want to keep this moment in my heart forever.

Until the evening, the two did not leave Feiyun Valley.

The two walked to the largest lake in Feiyun Valley and took out the movable magic weapon house.

Mo Shulin needs to eat during the Qi refining period. Bai Yuming is usually greedy, and he eats and drinks frequently. The two set up a bonfire by the lake and barbecued under the stars.

During the half-month in the village, they often cooked and eat, but at that time they did not kiss through the petals. Bai Yuming didn't have much thoughts either. But now that the two of them have reached the current relationship, Bai Yuming again follows the previous model of getting along, and only feels that nothing is right.

"Master, taste it." Mo Shulin handed the roasted corn to Bai Yuming.

Bai Yuming stretched out his hand to take the roasting fork. As his hand was on the stage, his sleeves fell, revealing his snow-white forearms.

Obviously it was a very natural action, but Bai Yuming saw Mo Shulin's eyes staring at his forearm, but Mo Shulin quickly looked away and began to grill the meat for him. There was a desire for restraint in his eyes. Hope, Bai Yuming didn't feel sick.

Bai Yuming thought with hindsight that he and Mo Shulin were really close before, and even broke the brotherhood a little bit.

He only realized that there was a problem with Mo Shulin's behavior now.

Bai Yuming really wanted to knock on his pig's brain. He actually led the wolf into the house and lived with the wolf for so long.

Bai Yuming was tangled in his heart, holding the corn cautiously.

In the night, by the lake, there was only the crackling of a campfire, which was very quiet.

Mo Shulin took the initiative to break the deadlock, "If Master hates me, I can assume that nothing happened, and we are still the same as before."

"Is it a gentleman like that before?" Bai Yuming remembered what Mo Shulin had done to him, his mouth was a step faster than his brain.

Realizing what he said, Bai Yuming suddenly shrank his head, as if he was trying to turn himself into a hamster.

Mo Shulin was stunned for a moment, noticed that Bai Yuming shrank but did not leave, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Yes. I have thoughts about Master from a long time ago." Mo Shulin said simply.

Bai Yuming didn't expect Mo Shulin to be so bold that he would say such things at this time.

"So Master, let's just get closer." Mo Shulin stretched out his hand and picked up the long hair behind Bai Yuming's ears, but he moved away a little bit until the long hair fell completely from his fingers.

Obviously that hand is getting further and further away from him, but Bai Yuming felt that the hair was still being touched by the other party, and his scalp was a little numb.

Lips were pressed against the corn, feeling the neat order of the corn, and unconsciously thinking of Mo Shulin's lips during the day.

At that time, there was still some unclear feeling, and it completely emerged at this moment.

His eyes quickly fell again, and Bai Yuming turned back into a rabbit.

Mo Shulin caught the falling corn and looked at the fat rabbit hiding in his clothes with an aura and amusement.

Why Bai Yuming was so embarrassed, he was embarrassed to bully again.

This is of course impossible.

Master is so cute, how can he not be bullied.

With fingers on his lips, Mo Shulin's eyes darkened as he recalled the touch during the day.

It's still a long time before he can fully obtain the respected master, so he has to bear with him again.

He had three books and six ceremonies, and the Ming match was getting married, so the master must not be allowed to follow him casually.

Fat Rabbit Chi is really persuaded.

For several days, it couldn't maintain its human form well. After officially leaving Feiyun Valley, Fat Rabbit Ji could only board the spirit boat in the shape of a rabbit, and was carried away by Mo Shulin.

There was indeed the shy picture of Mo Shulin kissing him in his mind, but compared to sitting on the cold ark board, he still couldn’t stand the temptation. It sat on Mo Shulin’s big leg and was used by Mo Shulin with both hands. Holding.

On Mo Shulin's legs, it not only has soft pads, but also can read the script and enjoy Mo Shulin's little bit of feeding.

Even on the boring spirit boat, the time of one person and one rabbit is very pleasant.

Due to the difficulty of maintaining a human form, the two of them chose Baichuan City.

The name of Baichuan City is derived from the word Hainer Baichuan. This is one of the rare cities in the Cultivator Continent that allows the practitioners of the Three Realms to walk freely.

In Baichuan City, human cultivation, demonic cultivation, and even demonic cultivation are protected. As long as they don't kill people in the city, any cultivator can enter by handing in ten high-grade spirit stones.

Ten high-grade spirit stones, which is a lot of money for many casual repairers. In the Continent of Repairables, how many other cities are like Baichuan City that does not exclude any race from entering?

Therefore, even if the entrance fee is extremely high, there are still many demons and demons willing to pay this spiritual stone.

And demon repair and demon repair will bring special products in their respective worlds for sale, which will attract a lot of repairers who buy and sell to come here. This coming and going, between commercial trade, Baichuan City turned out to be the seventh largest city in the Xiuzhe Continent.

The permanent population is not large, but when the population in Baichuan City was the largest, it reached tens of millions. This is similar to the number of first-tier cities.

The most frightening thing is that the population of repairers in Baichuan City accounted for 90%.

In the Continent of Cultivators, only the first-class families have such a terrible proportion.

But even so, because the major forces of Baichuan City are fighting openly and secretly, the lord of Baichuan City exists in name only, and it often requires the votes of several major forces to pass important decisions in the city.

In addition, this is the Continent of Cultivators. Even if the monster race and the demons are willing to compete for the city of Baichuan, they must first weigh their own abilities. So Baichuan City as a whole is still in the hands of the first-class family in the mainland of Xiuzhe. It is the city lord of Baichuan City to maintain this crumbling peace.

Because the power of Baichuan City was divided by the major forces, the three, six, and nine stages were vividly displayed.

Only when Mo Shulin approached the city gate, Fat Rabbit Chi saw three city gates.

Zun is on the left, so there are almost no people at the leftmost gate. In the middle door, three carriages walked slowly forward. The door on the far right has the most people, casual repairmen, vendors, and even a few disciples of the sect who have come out to practice. There are all kinds of people, and there are caravans pulling all kinds of goods. There are more than ten meters in a mixed line. .

Without waiting for the fat rabbit to speak, Mo Shulin explained the confusion for the fat rabbit: "There were forces who quarreled before, but now they start according to their cultivation level."

Jian Xiu on the side heard Mo Shulin's words, and the confusion in his eyes disappeared. He also didn't understand how to distinguish these three doors. Seeing Mo Shulin seemed to know, he hurried forward.

Jian Xiu didn't despise Mo Shulin's low cultivation level. Instead, he clasped his fists slightly, politely a little casual, "This little friend knows the difference between these three gates? Can I talk about it as a fellow?" "

Jian Xiu is in the distracting stage, and he calls Mo Shulin a fellow, which can be regarded as showing his favor to Mo Shulin.

The cultivation base of Mo Shulin's Qi refining period is no different from that of a mortal among the cultivators. What's more, Mo Shulin's appearance is more than 20 years old, and he is not a good seedling, and it is almost the same as a mortal.

When Mo Shulin saw that the other party had a good attitude, he thought to explain to Bai Yuming as an explanation, so it's better to say it together.

He held the fat rabbit, so instead of holding a fist, he nodded to indicate that he knew.

Jian Xiu saw that the white fluffy ball in Mo Shulin's arms was a rabbit demon. If it were not for Mo Shulin's actions, he would not have noticed the existence of this rabbit demon for a moment.

This is strange. How could he not notice it?

Jian Xiu used his divine sense to test the rabbit demon's cultivation level, and found that the rabbit demon was only in the golden core period. Although the cultivation level is not high, the demon cultivation of the Golden Core stage is even more strange in the arms of the Taoism cultivation stage. But no matter how strange, they are all low-level cultivators. He is a sword repairer in the middle of the distraction period, focusing on attacks, so how can he be afraid of two low-level children.

Mo Shulin looked at the three gates and explained: "The gates of Baichuan City are divided by cultivation. Regardless of how many people are brought, the highest cultivation level shall prevail. Those who have cultivation level or above can go to the left door."

Jianxiu was suddenly disappointed when he heard that the door on the far left had to be integrated. In the middle of his distraction period, it seems that he is only a little short, but in fact, he is still a thousand miles away from the fit period. No one knows how many years he has to practice before he can break through distraction and reach the stage of integration.

"From the Yuanying stage to the distraction stage, you can go to the middle door." Mo Shulin continued.

This interval seems to be narrow, and it is only in the Nascent Soul Stage before it enters the refining of the gods, and the death of the body can still allow the soul to escape.

"The right door is for the following cultivators including the Jin Dan stage." Mo Shulin finally added, "Mortals also enter at the right door."

Golden Core Period, Heart Attack Period, Fusion Period, Foundation Building Period, Qi Refining Period, and Mortals, these six levels are the highest in the cultivator continent.

Jin Danqi is a good cultivator in many sects, and it is only worthy of entering the same door with mortals in Baichuan City. Just knowing the rules of entering the city felt that Baichuan City had a great tone.

Jian Xiu took a deep breath, and felt that there were people outside, and there was heaven outside.

"My name is Lan Qingming, and I am a casual cultivator." Jianxiu took the initiative to express his favor. "Seeing that the little friend is very familiar with the rules of Baichuan City, I don't know if the little friend is willing to go with me. As a reward, little friend’s daily routine these days My expenses count."

This means that Mo Shulin is invited to be the tour guide.

Sure enough, gold shines everywhere. Fat Rabbit sighed, Mo Shulin can make money.