Cultivating In The Entertainment Industry

Both Bai Yixiao and Mo Ran knew that this little girl's condition was not normal.

Especially like...washing the sutras!

Under this extremely special situation, they cannot send people to other places.

Finally they decided to drive back to Jincheng overnight and take the little girl to Mo Ran's apartment first.

On the return trip, Moran drove.

Bai Yixiao looked at the dark girl lying on a row of chairs behind her with great concern.

He took a picture with a complicated mood and sent a WeChat message to his grandfather to confirm that the other party's current situation is not dangerous and what he needs to do.

Of course, Bai Yixiao was worried that the little girl would think too much, so he didn't speak but typed.

Grandpa Bai responded faster.

"Later, you will send the little girl into the master bedroom, a room with a bathroom, and prepare a set of clean clothes for the other person. Then, don't bother her."

"Then what are we going to do?"

"Wait. By the way, don't let anything or anyone disturb her."

Bai Yi smiled and looked back at the dark little girl, and finally sighed deeply.

It seems that now, he can only wait.

However, Bai Yixiao was worried that the little girl would be depressed... What a beautiful little girl, she suddenly became so dark, how uncomfortable it was to reach out in the middle of the night and not see her fingers.

Although it is temporary...

Bai Yixiao tried to comfort Lin Rui, "Little sister, don't worry, I sold you the lightning bolt. If something happens to you, I will be responsible for you."

Lin Rui, who was calming Qibao and saying that he was all right in his mind:...

God's responsibility!

If it weren’t for not being able to get excited and hit people now, the gray carbon all over a dozen people would crack, and then she would reveal her body without a strand...

Lin Rui really wanted to give Bai Yixiao a set of eighteen palms of the dragon!

Although Bai Yixiao looked unreliable, he did not dare to be vague. Instead, according to his grandfather's orders, Lin Rui, a charcoal girl, moved into Mo Ran's bedroom, and thoughtfully changed a new set of sheets and bedding.

Then, a set of very girly clothes was put on.

The clothes were bought in the store just now, and they were washed and dried in a washing machine with a dryer, so they can be worn directly.

Then he retired with Mo Ran and closed the door.

In the middle of the night, Bai Yixiao sat side by side with Mo Ran on the sofa, watching a movie with no idea what it was.

Bai Yixiao remembered the WeChat sent by his grandfather. He choked and said, "Hei Tu, you said, she is really washing the scriptures and cutting the marrow? Wouldn't it be possible to cultivate all at once? That's amazing!"

Unlike him, he was beaten by his grandfather's imperial possessions since he was a child, and then he staggered to the second level of Qi refining, and he couldn't use even the simplest mortal-level spells.

Mo Ran lowered his head, took a sip of coffee, and said, "This is her chance."

I was able to buy Bai Yixiao’s 10,000-year-old lightning strike wood from the old house by accident, and by accident, I encountered thunderstorms that were rare in a century.

Originally, they thought it was the lightning caused by the lightning strike on the wooden comb.

But now I understand that it was the little girl who saved a plane!

And how did the little girl let the ten thousand years of lightning strike the wood and the huge thunder and lightning, causing her to wash the scriptures?

unknown.

Bai Yixiao gained experience this time, and stopped drinking the black coffee stained with ink.

He obediently took a can of iced Coke by himself, drank a big sip, and said with emotion, "Well, the old man has always been educating me about chance. He also said that cultivation not only depends on talent, but also depends on fate. Anyway, I have always I feel that I have nothing to do with monasticism."

He has cultivated for so long under the club of the old man, and at best he can keep fit.

"Whether there is fate or not is not up to you. You can't see..."