Transmigrating into the Villain’s White Rabbit Master

"According to Mo Shulin, the son of Feiyungu Valley Master, this distress letter from Liangjimen is that the Master of Feiyungugu will know more about the content of smiling faces and whiteheads after knowing that his time is coming. The smiling white head can easily ward off demons and defend the way and avenge Feiyungu." With that, Yuan Haozhong activated the phonograph in his hand.

Mo Shulin's voice came from the phonograph stone, and the content was almost the same as what Yuan Haozhong said.

Long Sun Mingcheng nodded.

From the beginning, he felt that the letter of help sent to the bipolar gate was reasonable.

"Liehua Palace, I think you should listen to the city lord." Yuan Haozhong said again.

The phonograph is activated again.

Mo Shulin said: "I heard that Lenghua Palace can heal the devilish energy on the wound. Feiyungu has paid a lot of money for investigating the news in such detail. Feiyungu has few people, and those injured are my family members. I beg my father, hoping to ask the fairies of Liaohua Palace to save them..."

"It seems that there is no problem." Long Sun Mingcheng couldn't hear anything.

Dihua Palace is the best healer in the Continent of Xiuzhe. Since it is necessary to ask for help from various sects, it is only natural to ask Dihua Palace to come over and help with the treatment.

Yuan Haozhong looked around and made sure that there was no other person's breath near the study, and then whispered: "But City Lord Changsun, the son of Feiyungu Valley Lord, injured the spiritual root in this incident. If the spiritual root is injured in time The spiritual roots can be recovered."

Thinking of something, Yuan Haozhong added: "Listening to what Qiu Yaping, the head of the bipolar sect, said, the spiritual roots of the protagonist of Feiyungu Valley were hardly injured, but they were eroded by demonic energy for too long and could not be damaged without hurting the spiritual root Clear the devil energy, there is no treatment."

It can be seen that before the injury, there was a magic weapon that specifically locked the spiritual root.

But if you block the roots, you cannot use the aura.

"Isn't it strange that the Feiyungu Valley Master blocked the child's spiritual roots in advance, as expected?" Yuan Haozhong asked.

Long Sun Mingcheng finally reacted.

Yuan Haozhong activated the phonograph again.

Yuan Haozhong’s question was heard from the phonograph, “Why does Feiyungu write the distress letter so exaggerated every time?” It was as fake.

"We are telling the truth in Feiyungu, absolutely nothing." Mo Shulin couldn't believe it, still faintly shocked and excited.

Long Sun Mingcheng couldn't help refuting the words of the Gramophone Stone, "Isn't this an exaggeration? A casual cultivator in the Demon Infant's stage, once again obtained a magic weapon of the Demon God level, and also wants to bloodbath the mainland. Facing white head, and smiling white head is good at spells, all the fatal weaknesses are fully understood."

It is estimated that the smiling and white-headed parents are not as clear as the master of Feiyungu.

"And this reward. A valley owner doesn't even need his own valley owner status, even if everyone in the valley is willing to sell themselves as slaves. Just want to get a glimmer of life." This is really ridiculous.

Such a piece of information, the first reaction everyone saw was that Feiyungu fabricated a magic repair for some ulterior purpose.

Although Yuan Haozhong didn't speak at the time, he still showed the same expression as Long Sun Mingcheng.

Mo Shulin was stunned for a moment, then sneered and sneered, his voice was full of sadness, "Facts have also proved that everything that Feiyungu experienced afterwards is just as stated in the letter."

Although Feiyun Valley was destroyed, and Feiyun Valley's only child was also abolished, every step in the past was extremely well prepared.

However, the strange thing is that Feiyun Valley, which was so well prepared, finally disappeared.

"Of course, I don't blame you now, it's all destined." Mo Shulin in the phonograph understood.

The grandson Mingcheng outside Liuyinshi also understood.

Long Sun Mingcheng faintly spit out four words, "Go against the sky."

Upon hearing these four words, Yuan Haozhong suddenly realized, "Yes. Going against the sky. Feiyungu has known all this a long time ago, so he will be prepared early."

Feiyungu's distress letter was not deliberately exaggerated, but that people would panic like this when facing death, and they can't wait to use their own switch to get it.

"It's a pity." Long Sun Mingcheng sighed lightly, "Destiny is hard to violate."

Neither of them spoke, and the hall was so quiet that needles fell.

Precisely because both of them are cultivators, they understand the terrible nature of these four words.

With the lessons learned from Feiyungu, why don't they worry that everything they are doing now is a futile struggle.

Long Sun Mingcheng handed the distress letter back to Yuan Haozhong, "This is the end of Feiyungu's affairs. It is enough for us to have so many smiling faces and whiteheads. I will report the whole matter to City Lord Shangguan, so that City Lord Shangguan can handle it. ."

"In the future, patrols in Lifeng City and nearby important villages will be strengthened. As for those small...

Long Sun Mingcheng closed his eyes and dared not face Yuan Haozhong's gaze.

If the smiling face and the white head are really as weird as described in the Feiyungu Distress Letter, with the hands of Lifeng City, all they can do is to ensure the safety of several important towns and villages. As for the small ones, they can only be temporarily abandoned.

"Yes." Yuan Haozhong agreed with Chang Sun Mingcheng's decision.

Facing the smiling face and hoarse head that can besieged the city and worship flags, it is necessary to abandon the car and save the handsome.

Even if they guard every inch of Lifeng City's territory, they can still go to other places in Xiuzhe Continent to slaughter the city with a smile and a white head.

They have never faced a smiling face and a white head, but thousands of demons who are greedy and malicious towards the cultivator continent. There is also Mozun's ambition to annex the mainland of Xiuzhe. So the point is not how Lifengcheng does it, but how the Shangguan family chooses.

"Then the son of Feiyungu Valley Master..." Yuan Haozhong reminded pointedly, "Feiyungu knew a lot of news in advance."

In the Continent of Cultivators, there are not a few people who can predict the prophet. In the past, there were Buddha Xiu Tonglin masters who could see through past and present lives, and there were Zhixing Daoists who could control the astrolabe and look down on the sentient beings in the world. Dozens of cultivators had certain prophetic abilities.

It's just that Feiyungu is so accurate, and the only cultivator who can calculate it even before and after the smiling face is white.

"Even if we want to grab, we can't grab the two poles." Long Sun Mingcheng smiled and shook his head.

The bipolar gate made an exception and accepted a Mo Shulin, who didn't know what the idea was.

Faced with Yuan Haozhong's disappointed expression, Chang Sun Mingcheng said: "The fortune-telling chart must be exchanged with fate. The two-pole gate must be a bamboo basket to draw water."

Even if the bipolar gate knows something from Mo Shulin, it is useless.

Feiyun Valley is dead, and there is only a ten-year-old child left. What good things can he bring out.

Feiyun Valley was originally a small place that didn't flow into it. There are really good things and it won't be so nameless.

Naturally, the bipolar gate also knows this truth.

Therefore, after receiving Mo Shulin, he will hang Mo Shulin in such a salty manner and let him fend for himself. If Mo Shulin had something good, he would naturally take it out and ask for protection from the bipolar gate. If there is nothing, the bipolar gate will only take a few hundred years to raise it. Mo Shulin has lost the opportunity to enter the country, no different from a mortal.

Most precious artifacts are things that drop blood to recognize the master, and it is impossible to grab the two gates clearly, and they can only wait for Mo Shulin to take the initiative to hand them in.

Since Bai Yuming unilaterally announced that he broke off with Mo Shulin, Mo Shulin himself never appeared again.

Although Mo Shulin does not appear, there will always be various foods and small furniture in Fat Rabbit's cubicle.

In the morning, the fat rabbit was awakened by the sweet and rich milk smell.

As soon as it opened its eyes, it saw a small wooden plate in its cubicle. On the wooden plate is a bowl of milk and a bowl of walnut shortbread.

The hot milk was still steaming, and the fat rabbit couldn't help licking his lips.

I felt it with my spiritual sense and found that his little apprentice was not in the cave. The fat rabbit no longer had any scruples. He took out the recently chased "Devil's Plaything: The Lonely Proud Fox Fairy", and then he hugged the walnut shortcake. Click and bite.

Put a biscuit into the stomach, and lick two mouthfuls of sweet milk.

The whole rabbit life is at ease.

But it will not give in, saying that it will break off friendship for three days, and it will not plan to lose one day.

What I sent at noon was a bowl of egg fried rice with a plate of refreshing cucumber, plus the coconut milk full of fleshy drinks, and a small note of apology that affected my appetite.

The golden rice grains smelled fragrant as soon as they looked at it, but the fat rabbit couldn't hold back it, so he ate all the egg fried rice.

But the fat rabbit didn't go out, and after eating, he nestled in the cubicle and continued to sleep.

Waking up during lunch break, there was a sepak takraw in the cubicle, and a few apple branches.

Fat Rabbit Chi: "..."

Isn't this a molar stick for rabbits?

Did Mo Shulin really keep it as a rabbit?

pissed off!

The angry fat rabbit bit the apple branches hard, and the rabbit stepped on the sepak takraw ball and continued to chase the script.

In the evening, it was more gorgeous.

The one-meter-long wooden boat was pushed into the cubicle. The outer circle is the malt grass he likes to eat, the inside circle is crispy lettuce, then a circle of carrots, and the center is filled with roast chicken, roast duck, boiled shrimp, steamed crab, braised pork, sauced pig’s feet, spicy duck neck ...

Sea, land and air, sweet and sour, everything you need.

This is definitely a well-deserved meal.

The Fat Rabbit, who was looking at the script, and Mo Shulin, who was pushing the small wooden boat, met.

"Master." Mo Shulin first admitted and apologized.

"Huh, isn't it called Fat Rabbit White?" The Fat Rabbit raised his face, full of arrogance.

"Stop screaming." Mo Shulin looked at the fat rabbit, squatting, pulling his clothes with both hands, full of little daughter-in-law.

When the fat rabbit saw that grandma's white face, he couldn't get angry.

It is also an adult no matter how, how can it be with a...Of course it can caress with a demon old man whose soul has lived for long.

The Fat Rabbit looked at Mo Shulin angrily and saw Mo Shulin's little wife again.

Forget it, he should be Mo Shulin ten years old this year.

The fat rabbit sighed.

Seeing that the fat rabbit was no longer angry, Mo Shulin hurriedly brushed his opinion, "Master, let me take care of you."

"Uh-huh." Rabbit-style snort, noble-style agreed.

Mo Shulin understood the meaning of Fat Rabbit Chi, quickly took out the chopsticks he had prepared, and put a piece of lettuce to Fat Rabbit Chi's mouth, "Come on, Master, let's have a light appetizer first."

"Yeah." The fat rabbit lay in the grass nest and opened his mouth noblely.

The lettuce has already been cut to the right size so that the mouth will not be too full, and the crispy taste can be felt. Every time the lettuce is bitten, the sweet juice gushes out in the mouth, which is very delicious.

Seeing that the lettuce had been swallowed, Mo Shulin picked up a peeled shrimp, ordered some dipping sauce, and put it into the fat rabbit's mouth.

The shrimp meat is simply boiled to preserve the original taste of the shrimp meat. It is combined with **** garlic soy sauce and other seasonings to highlight the deliciousness of the shrimp meat. The fact that you can taste the shrimp without peeling the shell is even more crazy.

It is perfect.

Mo Shulin thought he would be very humiliating, after all, serving food is something the next talent does.

But when he started serving, he actually felt the joy of feeding the fat rabbit.

Whether it's the fat rabbit's mouth opening, the pinky, tender, and tender tongue of the fat rabbit, or the cheeks that move when the fat rabbit chews, it's lovely.

When the pleasure was eaten, the little rabbit's feet couldn't help but swing, scratching Mo Shulin's heart.

How can there be such a lovely creature as Master in the world.

"What are you looking at me for?" The fat rabbit was irritated by Mo Shulin's focused gaze, and the rabbit's hair rooted up.

It suddenly remembered a famous sentence: Master is a high-risk profession.

Isn't this guy drugging his food?

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