The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

In fact, Bai Lin has never been able to understand why most of the protagonists in the fast time travel must be orphans, as if they are not orphans and they are not worthy of such a tragic fate.

And he, an orphan, was so lonely and refined that he was miserable.

It is said that Mu Qinghe picked him up from the battlefield, and all the elders, brothers and sisters of Bai Lin's family died in that battle between immortals and demons, leaving no one alive.

No one knows why the head of the Xianyu Sect, who has never intervened in these disputes, would bring this infant child back to Weilan Mountain.

"What are you in a daze for again, I almost finished wiping off that part of you!"

The impatient little brother called him to work again, Bai Lin responded and had no choice but to give in first.

Recently, Mu Qinghe went out to practice again. No one knows where he went, but it is said that he will return today. In addition, the Immortal Cultivation Conference is about to be held, and the sect master cannot be absent to preside over it, so the whole sect is looking forward to it.

The brother in front of him who was cleaning the floor with him was called A Liang, and Bai Lin used his unparalleled communication skills to get acquainted with him in less than a stick of incense.

"Really, you said that there are 'robots' or something that can sweep the floor by themselves, is that true?"

After all, Ah Liang is still an immature child, he was taken aback by Bai Lin's use of technology that does not belong to this plane.

At the same time, he also told Bai Lin that apart from Bai Lin, the tragic orphan, almost all the other disciples in the sect had outstanding spiritual knowledge, came from a family of self-cultivation immortals, and even several of them had the bloodline of the legendary immortal clan.

uh-huh.

Hearing this, Bai Lin felt even more proud.

He is the only person on this mountain who has no spiritual knowledge at all. Even a child with outstanding spiritual knowledge cannot go up the mountain without Mu Qinghe's eyesight.

He continued to wipe the furniture a little swollen, when he suddenly heard Ah Liang scream.

"This is the best huanghuali. It cannot be wiped directly with a rag. It will be irreparably damaged if it comes into contact with materials other than silk. What a pity!"

Ga?

Did he say this to himself?

Bai Lin looked down at his subordinates, and removed the rag.

Sure enough, there was already a black mark on the surface of the cabinet that he wiped, which was quite eye-catching compared with the rest of the natural color.

A Liang solemnly took out a piece of silk cloth from a side drawer, and wiped it desperately, trying to remedy it, but it was of no avail.

"This wood only grows an inch in a hundred years. It is a priceless treasure. The cabinet was made by the late Hexuan Immortal Venerable as a gift to the master. This is the end..."

Bai Lin's face turned pale when he heard that, so the unattractive wardrobe is so expensive?He also moved out some deceased immortals at every turn, as if he was very powerful!

I checked my eyes, it was the cabinet door that Rin Rin couldn't afford to pay.

The two of them were anxious like ants on a hot pot, when the steward knocked on the door suddenly.

"Have you cleaned up? Master has arrived at the gate of the courtyard, come out quickly after cleaning up!"

So fast, no way to survive? !

Helpless, the two had no choice but to come out first, and knelt by the roadside with other disciples, waiting for Mu Qinghe to return.

Bai Lin bowed his head and knelt, only to hear three people walking slowly from the other end of the stone steps, the first two were the sect's first disciple Mu Chengying and the second disciple Mu Lingsang, and there was another person behind.

The man was seven and a half feet tall, dressed in moon-white long clothes, decorated with blue ink-like patterns, the most conspicuous thing was the white hat on his head, the hazy gauze woven his face tightly Strictly.