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

Although he was full of reluctance in his heart, Bai Lin could only be forced to bow his head to reality as he stared at the cold light magic sword in Mu Chengying's hand that could be unsheathed at any time.

Harm, there is no way, who made him have no spiritual sense at all? !

Fortunately, the door owner didn't seem to lose his temper because of the wardrobe.

Because when Bai Lin came to the door of the room with various cleaning tools at night, he found that the cabinet was gone, replaced by a delicate Yaoqin.

"Wow……"

There was no one around, Bai Lin left the broom at the door and couldn't help but take a closer look.

He had only seen this kind of thing in the "costume drama" that he often heard when he was serving the host. He heard that it was the most famous musical instrument in China, and it was very pleasant to play. Cool, but also arty.

I saw that the body of the piano is full of exquisite patterns, which are obviously also from the hands of famous masters.

If something like this is broken again, Bai Lin probably won't be able to pay for it after another 100 years of sweeping.

However, the wolf head decoration on the fiddle head caught his attention.

Strange, isn't the totem of the Immortal Feather Sect a phoenix? It is said that Mu Qinghe was influenced by the blood of the Phoenix clan when he practiced in the mountains, and most of the celestial arts are also inherited from the Phoenix clan.

How does this wolf head look so evil? Who gave it to Master as a gift?

"doing what?"

A cold voice came from the door, not loud but nice.

It's Mu Qinghe who's back!

Bai Lin obviously didn't do anything wrong, but he was taken aback, and quickly lowered his head to the figure who was walking in at the door.

"The disciple saw that this piano is very beautiful, and it is very eye-catching, so I just looked at it for a while without paying attention."

Mu Qinghe's eyes lightly swept over Bai Lin's body, and there were not many waves in his eyes.

Damn, people who cultivate immortals are like this, Bai Lin thought weakly, as if laughing and talking too much will cause hiccups tomorrow.

However, he suddenly remembered that his job today seemed to be cleaning, and it seemed wrong to stand here like a telegraph pole.

Bai Lin moved slowly towards the door calmly, just as his fingertips touched the broomstick, Mu Qinghe spoke again.

"Take it if you like."

puff.

Master, why don't you speak in astonishment and keep dying.

Bai Lin just said that the violin looks very nice, and if he pats Mu Qinghe's rainbow fart, will he take it seriously?Want to give this Yaoqin to him directly?

Bai Lin turned his head, wanting to confirm whether what Mu Qinghe said was true, after all he is a person without musical talent, if in the future the Immortal Feather Sect is destroyed by the magic sound of piano practice in the middle of the night, the master will have to memorize the whole pot.

"...Really, really?"

He was so excited that he forgot to add the honorific title, but fortunately Mu Qinghe was concentrating on looking down at the piano and didn't pay attention to his words.

"This piano was originally made to be useless. Although it can play music, it doesn't have the slightest fairy power. It's not bad to give it to you for entertainment."

Hey?

The expression on Bai Lin's face was slightly startled.

According to Mu Qinghe, this piano was made by Master himself...?

Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that she looked so cold, but she was actually a handicraft expert.

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But why does Qin's life experience sound so similar to the original owner of his body?

In this magical world of immortals, he is alone, without any spiritual consciousness.

A qin without Xianli is a good match for him.

Therefore, Bai Lin didn't make further excuses, and sincerely knelt down to Mu Qinghe on the spot, he had never seen such a straightforward person before.

"Thank you, Master!"