Chapter 62: I will be responsible for you

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..."