Before nightfall, the nine thousand years old took Tong Dora to the bamboo house, and the soft light overflowed from the bamboo house.

Nine thousand years old frowned, how could there be anyone?

After a day of escaping, Tong Dora was physically and mentally exhausted, and at the moment she just wanted to find a bed and sleep on her stomach.

She saw that the bamboo house's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly ran over to reach out and knock on the door.

Before the hand could be dropped, the door opened automatically.

A man with a long figure was lying on a bench in a white robe reading a book, his nose was high, his peach eyes were blurred, his sword eyebrows were thin and his lips were thin, his skin was fair, and the green silk splashed ink looked so noble and unreachable. Thousands of fireflies swayed in the air on the roof. Against the backdrop, this man seems to exist only in a dream. Tong Dora had never seen such a handsome man, and his hands froze in the air and forgot to fall.

Nine thousand years old was stunned, the master's cultivation has gone further, it is also an immortal level, it did not find a little master's breath, you must know that under normal circumstances, you must use an enchantment to cover up the breath. Five years ago, the master was in the middle of the immortal stage, although the force was greatly injured in that battle, but after four years of retreat, he recovered quickly. But until now, it is still at the peak of the immortal rank. Although breaking through to the peak of the immortal ladder and reaching Tongtian is an insurmountable gap for many cultivators, it stands to reason that with the strength of the master, he should have reached Tongtian and became a god, but after reaching the heavens, he will be squeezed out of the divine realm, and unless he refines the divine body, he can be unimpeded in the human world and the divine realm. But the cultivation of the divine body is not something that can be cultivated overnight. Is the master's delay in breaking through deliberate?

"Senior brother, are you back?" The man got up and looked at the nine thousand years old with a smile.

Brother? What's the situation? Nine thousand years old was stunned for a moment, this is to accompany the master to act. What should this call the master?

"In Xia Mohan, senior brother, who is this?" The man's good-looking smile made Tong Dola unable to take his eyes off.

"Ahem, this is Tong Dora, this is, this is my junior brother." The introduction of the nine-thousand-year-old weak heart.

Tong Dora came back to his senses and dropped his hand that had been raised for a long time, realizing that it was a bit rude for him to stare intently at others.

"Hello, my name is Tong Dola. I am the new master of the 9,000-year-old man. Tong Dora politely reached out to shake hands.

Mo Han knew that this was the etiquette of that world, so he smiled and shook Tong Duola's hand, "Hello." He looked at the girl in front of him. Carrying a pink jacket, a white sweatshirt, jeans, and sneakers, although there is no resemblance to what he wore before, the crescent-like eyes are still so clear, and the two small pear vortices at the corners of his mouth are still so sweet.

The temperature from the palm of his hand made Tong Dora blush and heartbeat, this is a throbbing that has never been done before, it's over, this man is so perfect, it's really a demon. She was about to withdraw her grip. But Mo Han held it tightly.

"Well, do you want to compete with me? Is it because I said that I am the master of your senior brother, and you are angry? Tong Dora asked without confidence.

Mo Han smiled and let go of his hand.

She still blushes so much.

"You talk, I'll meditate on the side." Nine thousand years old glanced at Mo Han lightly and jumped on the bench.

"You're the new master that Nine Thousand Years Old brought back from another world?" Mo Han motioned for Tong Dora to sit down.

Tong Dora looked around, a wooden bed covered with brocade quilts, a table, a bench and four chairs, although simple but not simple, because all of them were made of golden silk nan wood, and they were all carved with bamboo patterns and exuded a faint fragrance. There is also a kitchen in the house and the bathrooms are spotlessly clean. Although the bamboo house is not big, it has everything in the house. However, the classical style contains a modern touch. It seems that this nine-thousand-year-old old master should be a tasteful, old-fashioned and clean person.

Mo Han couldn't help but smile, it turned out that her ability to judge people was too weak.

She didn't notice Mo Han's smile, and replied while admiring: "Yes, its previous owner abandoned it, and now it follows me." Although I am its master, I have no choice but that my level is too low, and I still have to protect me. I came here because I was hunted down. ”

"Oh? Its owner abandoned it? Mo Han raised his eyebrows and looked at the nine thousand years old.

"I didn't say anything, she guessed it herself." Nine thousand years old looked innocent and said with his thoughts.

"Yes, it has a powerful master, but because it has no physical body, and its mana is not as good as before, it has been abandoned. Actually, it's quite pitiful, you are its junior brother. You should know. Are you also a nine-tailed white fox? Tong Dora winked innocently.

"I'm human, but I'm in the same division as Jiuchitose, so I'm a brother. I've never heard my brother say that it used to have a master and serve others. Since it can recognize you as Lord, it seems that you must have something extraordinary. This time, it said to go to your world to do business, but I didn't expect to recognize a master and come back. Mo Han said appreciatively.

Tong Dora scratched her head embarrassedly, she didn't find anything special about herself, but now she has so many treasures on her body. But Jiu Qian-sui didn't tell his junior brother about the old master, it seems that this matter really hurt Jiu Qian's heart, or the relationship with this junior brother is not so good.

"By the way, this bamboo house is the house of the nine-thousand-year-old old master, why are you here?" Thinking of this, Tong Dora suddenly asked.

The corners of Mo Han's mouth curved, this girl was quite vigilant, "I always thought that this was just a place for senior brother to cultivate, but I didn't expect it to be his old master's house." I've been living here lately to cultivate. ”

Hearing this answer, Tong Dora affirmed that the relationship between the brothers should be good, otherwise Jiu Qiansui's wouldn't be able to lend him this place, maybe Jiu Qian's old master was too sad to keep his mouth shut. As for why I told her, it may be that I recognized her as the new master, and I can talk about sad things with strangers. Tong Dora lowered her head thoughtfully.

And everything she thinks, Mo Han knows. He looked at Tong Duo with his hands on his cheeks, this girl was the same as before, she had a lot of ideas, and she was different from ordinary people, it was really interesting.

Tong Dora looked up at Mo Han, but he didn't expect him to look at himself. Could it be that he can also read minds, and his thoughts are seen through? Did he also know the idea that he was miserable handsome? Thinking of this, her eyes began to drift, and her heart became inexplicably empty.