Transmigrating into the Villain’s White Rabbit Master

Although I knew it would be like this for a long time, but the secret in my heart was told directly, Mo Shulin's heart still couldn't help but speed up.

What would happen if Bai Yuming knew about it?

He dare not think.

Mo Shulin concealed himself: "I...no, I'm the enemy of annihilation in Feiyun Valley, how could I forget it."

"Naturally you have not forgotten. But you have avenged it. You know how to avenge this life." The old man stroked his beard and looked at Mo Shulin with a smile.

He continued: "For Master Demon, revenge is just a matter of timing and spirit stones. You don't lack spirit stones, don't you? You know where there are good things, you just lack the opportunity to dig. You know that the smile is white. All the movements of the head."

"You came back with a powerful sense of consciousness, and you have already used more than half of your sense of consciousness to hit the smiling face on Baitou. You know his every move, don't you?" That's why you are not afraid of the sudden appearance of smiling face.

Mo Shulin looked at the old man. He didn't expect the old man to even know these things.

But here is a world that can fascinate the demons, knowing so much is not impossible.

Seeing that Mo Shulin was silent, the old man felt more relaxed, "You know the strong sense of emptiness after revenge, you can't wait to seize the only unconditional master who treats you well during this time."

"In this life, the souls of your family will stay in the spirit-drawing banner. You are afraid that your family will know your reaction to the devil, and you want to quickly tie a person by your side before the betrayal."

"Bai Yuming, that's the person you want to tie."

Mo Shulin closed his eyes.

Being stabbed in his mind, Mo Shulin was as panicked as every ordinary person, worried that his little secret would cause terrible consequences if others learned. But Mo Shulin is not a child, not a teenager, he is a devil who has lived for thousands of years.

"Rebirth I, you don't care about revenge at all. What you care about is yourself."

"And I just want to give you what you want."

The old man's words are like the whispers of the devil, enticing Mo Shulin to the unknown abyss.

Mo Shulin opened his eyes again, his eyes calmed down, "Hmm. You are right."

"..." The old man didn't expect Mo Shulin to answer this way, he was taken aback for a moment before he found his own voice, "...you, don't you refute it?"

Being said to be the central issue, either he can't wait to get strength from him, or he refutes what he said madly and blindly rejects him. Some even ran away in a panic, eagerly becoming a cowardly deserter.

Mo Shulin was completely different. Not only did he accept his words calmly, he calmly didn't want to get anything from him. This surprised him too much.

No matter how old they are, how many people can accept their desires and hopes while maintaining an extraordinary calmness?

"Why refute? You are so right." Mo Shulin's voice became calmer.

Old man: "..."

"So what do you want?" Mo Shulin asked, "Do you want to realize my wish?"

"Or should I deliberately give me hope and then despair?"

"Or more powerful, you make me very strong first, and then shut me here, so that I can never get out. I can't get revenge with a strong power. In the end, I can only use my power to exchange for the opportunity to leave. Turned back into waste."

After listening to Mo Shulin's advice, the old man almost thought that Mo Shulin was the demon who trapped people, not him.

"What, which one do you want to choose?" Mo Shulin asked.

Old man: "..."

Seeing that the old man was silent, Mo Shulin continued: "So, are you going to realize my wish?"

"..." The old man knew that once he asked, it would no longer be a relationship between upper and lower, but he was still very curious, "Don't you want to become stronger?"

Those words just said are undoubtedly Mo Shulin's deepest thoughts, but knowing that he can earn 100,000 high-grade spirit stones and suddenly drop 100,000 high-grade spirit stones from the sky.

As an ordinary person, even if he knew that he could save 100,000 spiritual stones little by little, he would not refuse this huge windfall.

If you don't need to pay any price, Mo Shulin naturally wants it.

Mo Shulin knew his desires and hopes, but he also knew that he had to restrain and trim his desires.

Mo Shulin knew that he was still too weak, so he could only take a little more time. He turned around, took two steps towards the frozen river, and looked at the fish swimming under the ice, and he was much more cheerful.

"You really hit my heart. I really want to be strong. However, magic cultivation, Taoism, demon cultivation, and Buddha cultivation all have a common word." Mo Shulin slowly said, "Xiu. "

No one wants to be stronger than him. He not only bears the enmity of the Destroyer of Feiyun Valley, but also a life-and-death contractor with advanced cultivation.

The former was like a whip, and hatred and pain kept beating him forward, so that he would not forget the deep hatred of Feiyungu. The latter is like a carrot hanging in front of him. If he doesn't catch up quickly, the carrot will disappear in front of his eyes and become a fairy.

He has no chance to breathe, he wants to be stronger than anyone.

But the strength given by the old man is like a sudden drop of weight. Without a strong body as a support, how can he manage this sudden arrival ability?

Not everyone has the ability to pick up the big pie that fell from the world, at least Mo Shulin knew clearly that he couldn't catch it now.

"Good, good. It's a person who can reach the top. The old man makes an exception today, and I will realize your two wishes." The old man couldn't think that Mo Shulin was so enlightened and really admired it.

The old man kept heading towards Mo Shulin, and a fairy law was beaten into Mo Shulin's body.

Mo Shulin was inevitably happy when he heard the old man's words.

Two wishes, it sounds like both cultivation base and love can have a good harvest.

Just when Mo Shulin couldn't help expecting his wish to be fulfilled, his body began to change. His body grew rapidly, from a ten-year-old to a 22-year-old.

The clothes also changed. At this time, Mo Shulin was wearing a black robe with gold rims and wide sleeves, with half loose hair and a gold crown. He looks handsome, with a bit of majesty and harshness, but without the slightest madness of demonic cultivation.

The old man also deliberately made an ice mirror, so that Mo Shulin could see his appearance truly.

Mo Shulin was very helpless, but seeing that he was not the magic repair, Mo Shulin was indeed happy. For a moment, he really thought that he could get rid of the identity of the demon cultivator, and stand in the cultivator mainland with the right body, and said to his parents that he had no shame in his heart, and lived up to the trust of his ancestors.

It's a pity that he knows all this is fake. The devil qi in his body is still there, and he can only become stronger if he walks along with the devil.

Mo Shulin looked at himself, wondering: "Should not growing up be just a wish?"

"I let you grow up quickly and have a lover's body. I also give you hands that can make good things for your lover, so that you have the ability to bring your lover happiness." The old man calmly emphasized, "So these are two wishes."

Mo Shulin: "..."

Immortals are indeed immortals, but they cannot be called humans, and they cannot understand human words. Force two wishes.

"Don't scold me, here, you despise me, I can feel it." The old man coughed dryly.

"But you are right. If you love someone, you have to remember to listen to the other person and understand the other person's needs carefully. Think of yourself and others, do you understand?" The old man said here, his body has become translucent. .

Mo Shulin knew that the old man had consumed too much spiritual power and could no longer maintain his figure.

Mo Shulin was a little anxious, and said quickly: "Are you leaving?"

"Yes." The old man thought that Mo Shulin was caring about him, and smiled with satisfaction.

Before his smile reached the bottom of his eyes, he heard Mo Shulin say nervously: "Before I leave, please ask senior to send me the magical illusion of the Supreme Master."

Old man: "..."

"Oh, that's it. Go ahead." The old man waved his hand and sent Mo Shulin away.

He also thinks that Mo Shulin is a manufacturable, why is his personality so irritating.

It's just that he thinks Mo Shulin is good again, he will not be chaotic when he is in danger, he will not be surprised, and he will not be able to compete with God. Why are people always destined to say? He became an immortal and fell again, but he still couldn't penetrate.

Impenetrable.

The old man stroked his beard, held a pole, and fished alone in the snow and cold weather.

The bamboo pole looked very old, as if his master looked like it could be broken with a little force. A colorful fishing line is tied to the bamboo pole. This fishing line passes through the ice layer and falls in the ice water. It is swayed by the water flowing downstream.

Bai Yuming soon knew that he had not returned to Earth.

He realized that this world is his past.

I don’t know what went wrong. This illusory world can’t complement his ideas, so there are always small bugs, like a stall that should have ice cream turned into a sugar man stall, or an unimaginable employee serving A set of disciple uniforms of the Cultivator Mainland. There was even a cute little Corgi who uttered a word, actively calling out the good-looking young lady to touch his head.

Bai Yuming didn't blame the environment, he felt it was his fault. Because after coming to the Continent of Cultivators, he read too many scripts, causing his memory to be a little confused. The illusion has also become this peculiar image combining ancient and modern.

But apart from these small bugs, Bai Yuming thinks this world is still pretty good.

Especially after Bai Yuming was taken by Ah Qi to an Internet cafe all night, Bai Yuming wanted to shout in the Internet cafe that socialism is good, socialism is wonderful, and socialism is croaking.

Bai Yuming finally held on and didn't shout out, but he frantically brushed this sentence over and over again in the game. The red-painted upper and lower roads plus the jungle, ran to the middle as soon as he learned the big move, pressed him under the defensive tower and rubbed the ground fiercely, which was very cruel.

Bai Yuming finally got an excellent score of 0-14-7, not unhappy at all, but happily asked Aqi to continue to the next game.

Ah Qi said euphemistically that he switched to the entertainment mode, but Bai Yuming insisted on qualifying regardless.

Anyway, this is a fake world, what kind of entertainment does he entertain?

Under the excitement of Bai Yuming, the two of them fell from diamond to silver. Finally, after Ah Qi begged, the two went to KTV.

After going to KTV, Ah Qi realized that this was a new round of purgatory.

Bai Yuming was as if he had eaten a hundred batteries, and he was so overwhelmed by an electric shock, without power failure. From swimming to Internet cafes to KTV, Bai Yuming never stops.

Ah Qi was too tired, and was lying on the sofa unwilling to move. Bai Yuming was still holding the microphone and yelling, "I will love you when I die, I will not be happy when I die."

Bai Yuming was full of joy, but he collapsed on the sofa and couldn't get up.

"What's the matter with you? Indulgence after breaking up in love?" A Qi couldn't understand why Bai Yuming was so hilarious.

A Qi asked with a microphone, so his voice echoed in the whole box, Bai Yuming could hear.

When Bai Yuming answered, he held the microphone and swayed his body to the music, "You don't understand, if you stayed for more than a year in a place without a mobile phone, no computer, no entertainment, no hamburger chicken soda, so would you."

"These two years, this is too terrible." A Qi thought that he was uncomfortable for three months before and after the epidemic because of the epidemic. It is difficult to imagine how Bai Yuming came over this year or two.

"Isn't it, I don't know how I got through it myself." Bai Yuming thought of the boringness of the Cultivator Continent, and the more he didn't want to leave this illusion.

Thinking of the taste of hamburgers, Bai Yuming's mouth became greedy, "I order a hamburger, would you like to add an order?"

"You still sing? Let's go now?" A Qi saw the phone at one o'clock in the morning, desperate in her heart, "It's one o'clock, don't you go back to sleep?"

He shouldn't sing K in order not to lose points.

"What to sleep, Kobe said, do you know what Los Angeles looks like at four o'clock every morning? Let's see what the KTV at four o'clock is like." Bai Yuming didn't want to leave at all. Ah Qi is not the real Ah Qi, and this world is not the real world. He has to grasp every minute and have fun before talking.

"Sorry, it can't be open until two o'clock. The Cultural Affairs Bureau stipulates that music should be stopped after two o'clock." Qi said blankly.

"We will go back to the Internet cafe." Bai Yuming said immediately.

"Please be your own person." Aqidao.

"I was originally a rabbit, what kind of person." Bai Yuming saw that he entered the lyrics part and began to sing: "Hey~~Happy gongs and drums strike out the joy of each year~~~...Today is a good day, what I think It can be done~~~"

In a wonderful song "Good Days", Ah Qi collapsed on the sofa in despair.

The KTV box door was opened.

Bai Yuming and Ah Qi in the door looked at the man who suddenly appeared at the door.

The man is carrying the light, unable to see the facial features, but the light outlines the man's figure more beautifully. The man is 1.9 meters tall, has a pair of straight and slender legs, and is wearing a black casual suit, but because of his straight posture, he gives a sense of strength.

Before Mo Shulin came, he was worried about Bai Yuming, fearing that Bai Yuming had never conquered his inner demon and would not be able to break his own inner demon. I don't think that this guy Bai Yuming just doesn't want to come out at all, playing extremely happily in his own fantasy world, drunk and dreaming, and forgetting about it.

"Handsome man, do you look a little familiar?" Bai Yuming saw the adult Mo Shulin in modern clothes at the door, and couldn't recognize Mo Shulin for a while.

Mo Shulin: "..."

He felt that it was necessary for him to catch Bai Yuming again and talk about the meaning of courtesy, justice and integrity.