"Young, Shiraishi had a lot of fun today."

Looking at the chaotic scene in the room, Lin Hua, who had just returned to Baimei Cult, was watching the excitement outside the window, knocked on the window and greeted the blonde loli lying in the room.

"Oh, there's Xianyun, you've been skipping work for more than a year."

When Dongfang Xianyun was also attracted by the movement here, Lin Hua showed an expression that seemed to have just seen him, and reached out to say hello to him.

"Oh, boss..."

Seeing Lin Hua say hello to him, Dongfang Xianyun subconsciously replied to the same gift, but just as he raised his hand, Dongfang Xianyun realized something seemed to be wrong.

"Oh, no, boss, why are you here?"

Dongfang Xianyun, who reacted, showed a look of seeing a ghost.

Isn’t this the main station of Baimei Sect? Why does the boss, an ordinary person, appear here?

But before Dongfang Xianyun's brain was short-circuited, he came up with an unreasonable explanation. A voice next to him made Dongfang Xianyun stunned.

"Mr. Lin Hua, meet you, you are finally back..."

The source of the sound is naturally his cheap master.

"Lin Hua? Master? Master, do you know these two?"

He naturally knew about Lin Hua's name, but he didn't know the name of his boss when he was at work.

But this is not the key to the problem. Why does one's master stay in a world under the Demon Cliff for countless years? A ceiling-level demon cultivator will know the owner of a small shop.

"Lord Lin Hua is Lord Lin Hua. If it weren't for Lord Lin Hua's enlightenment, I would probably still be the inconspicuous jade buried deep under the Demon Cliff."

As he said that, the white snake ran to Lin Hua, hugged Lin Hua's thigh, and rubbed Lin Hua's waist. It made Lin Hua's other half of his waist feel a little panicked.

Just when Dongfang Xianyun was so shocked that she couldn't speak because the amount of information in her master's words were too large.

Seeing someone coming, Yin Feixing was also a little uneasy when he was hiding.

"That's the master? So who is the man who the eldest brother calls the master? Who is that man? Ahhhhh, my brain is trembling..."

I don’t know where the tacit understanding came from, but it seems that it is because everyone has woken up, and Lin Hua and the others have also come. A golden retriever who should have appeared here has also appeared.

And unlike Dongfang Xianyun who changed his clothes in the original work, his flying pounce was quite accurate this time, and he directly knocked Dongfang Xianyun to his heart.

"Woo~"

After a scream, Dongfang Xianyun said speechlessly, why is this posture again?

He was not surprised at being thrown down. He happened more than five or six times last night alone. He was extremely skilled, but what made him speechless was why he couldn't change the position every time he was in this position?

"Shu San Road?"

"Brother Xiaoyun~"

...

After a few greetings with his golden retriever, Dongfang Xianyun seemed to have noticed something, turned his head slightly to look at the window, and smiled at Lin Hua's question mark on his forehead.

"No, the place where he flew in just now should be the window. Shouldn't the boss stand there?"

And Lin Hua's side.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work if you have managed Baimei Sect for such a long time."

Silently put one hand behind his back, grabbed Yi Xiangfeng's little hand that was messing around his waist, touched Bai Shi's head with the other hand, comforted the Loli in front of him in a gentle voice, and at the same time, the light of his eyes was also aiming at the scene of gay in the room, his face full of aunt's smile.

...

It was a mess, but the development of things was strange.

Because the matter was too complicated, Yin Feixing couldn't make up for a moment, so he took Xiaoyao Xinghe away directly.

The Big Golden Retriever could not see Lin Hua's existence, and the pressure on the two demon cultivators who were about to become demons was too great, so she only stayed for a while before leaving.

Of course, I don’t know if it was the influence of the way of heaven. The Shu Sanlu, who was supposed to be seriously injured here, was not injured in the Baimei Sect.

On the contrary, on the way home, I was very unlucky to meet another Mahayana demon cultivator, but still lost half of my life to go home, setting off the second demon subduing meeting.

Although Dongfang Xianyun, the protagonist, was also confused by these messy relationships, he still stayed at Baimei Cult and taught Baimei Cult to study hard and improve every day...

"Senior Brother, the sow at the east end of the village gave birth to seven cubs in one go..."

"Senior Brother, the roof of the street tofu shop has been repaired..."

"Senior Brother..."

Listening to one good news after another from Baimei's sect, Dongfang Xianyunjue was completely unhappy.

"Why do you feel like everyone around you are big bosses? I am just a little trash..."

I recalled my master, the great cultivation of the god transformation, my boss, the lower limit of the immortal master, the upper limit, the boss's wife, is about to transform into a demon, my junior brother, is not very good now, but I am following the protagonist line, the junior sister is following the heroine line, my little fan Shu Sanlu, the youngest Nascent Soul cultivator in the age of 20...

Among the big old men, he was a humble Dongfang Xianyun, and the poor foundation building line was so fatal...

"Senior Brother, I gave steamed buns to the beggar..."

"Okay ok ~"

After dealing with it helplessly and wanting to report good things by himself, the Baimei scholars suddenly saw a strange figure in Dongfang Xianyun's eyes.

It was a head of silver-gray hair, pink eyes, simple and elegant clothes, a blue oil-paper umbrella in her hand, and a temperament that was not close to anyone, as if she was a master.

only……

"Is the fluctuation without spiritual power an ordinary person? But no matter how you look at the outfit, you won't look like an ordinary NPC. Is it a big boss who hides like a boss?"

It seemed that he had noticed Dongfang Xianyun's gaze. The cold woman stopped moving forward and stood in front of Dongfang Xianyun. Her mouth slightly opened and her mouth spit out four words.

"Oriental Fiber Cloud?"

It was obviously a questioning tone, but it was a 100% sure tone. The person in front of him obviously knew Dongfang Xianyun.

But she knew Dongfang Xianyun, but Dongfang Xianyun didn't know her. Faced with a stranger's inexplicable identification, Dongfang Xianyun directly began to oppose the pattern like a conditioned reflex.

"No, you recognized the wrong person..."

"No, that's right, it's you!"

“…”

But it was obvious that the other party did not take his tricks and he replied in one sentence.

But just when Dongfang Xianyun was a little at a loss and didn't know how to respond, he just heard a plop.
Chapter completed!