I'm Lord Xianjun's little follower

Chapter 33 A Cultivator Died

An inn is similar to a hotel, but it’s a little simpler. Anyway, there are beds.

Bai Doudou had a comfortable sleep and woke up the next day, her breasts were as good as before, but she just opened her eyes and went to see Master sitting in the room, soaking up the sunlight and copying scriptures, her whole body was glowing.

Bai Doudou, who doesn't like to study, walked over and looked at it, and almost fell in love with the scriptures written by Master.

Although do not understand.

"Master," she shouted happily, she didn't brush her teeth or wash her face, she looked sleepy and relaxed, but she was clean and innocent.

"Copy the rest." Tianhe handed the pen in front of her.

She looked at the brush and twitched the corners of her mouth. She used to hold a ballpoint pen when she was a child. When she was a little older, she didn’t even need to hold a pen. She just typed on the computer or mobile phone. So she took the brush bravely and held it like a ballpoint pen. Holding the brush, looking at the scriptures and copying.

The scriptures seem so troublesome. I feel that something is wrong and I don’t know it. I don’t know what it means after copying it.

"Master, why did you copy scriptures in my room? You prepared them specially for me, and you asked me to copy them when I woke up?" She asked while writing, but suddenly a big hand stuck her little hands.

My heart skipped a beat, and I was so nervous that I only dared to stare at the rice paper, not daring to look at the owner of the hand.

Master is actually very good at flirting with girls, and he still has a cool look.

Haha, my hand was held by Master's big hand, and I felt that Master was standing a little closer behind me, getting closer to her body, and my heart began to bump and beat again.Even breathing was a bit difficult, and his face began to feel hot.

"Hold the brush like this," Tianhe patiently taught her the correct way to hold the brush, and then took her hand and wrote a line of scriptures on the rice paper, "Just write like this, you know, calm down, don't be impetuous, this It’s just the basic method of cultivating immortals, and those who are impatient can easily go mad.”

"Oh, Anthracene," she was filled with Master's gentle and cool voice and the faint scent of vanilla. She was nervous and happy, and she didn't know what to do.Pretending to write the scriptures seriously, but in fact the mind is in a mess.

Tianhe could tell from the words on the paper that her heart had calmed down, and she shook her head and went out.

She stopped writing and looked at Tianhe's back, and murmured: "Master,"

The door was closed by Tianhe, and she couldn't see Master's shadow anymore, so she clenched the pen tightly to feel Master's breath, and then copied the scriptures seriously, the more she copied, the more boring she became!
She couldn't calm down, and when she threw away the brush and wanted to go out to have a look, the door was kicked open.

Lan Xin took the lead again, her eyes were full of anger and contempt.

"What's wrong?" Bai Doudou looked at a group of cultivators with a puzzled expression.

All the cultivators looked at her righteously.

"Senior Sister Yun is dead, you must have killed her?" One of the female cultivators roared, drawing his sword and rushing to kill her.

(End of this chapter)