Chapter 1714： Behind the Little Heavenly Master (88)

Chapter 1714 The Spirit of the Little Heavenly Master (88)

This is enough to make him suffer for a few seconds.

These few seconds are the key to Yu sweet and sweet robbing the body.

Bai Weiwei reached out and pressed the pen according to the blood pressure, letting the pen tip into the chest of the relocation.

Her white face was stained with blood and she looked very beautiful.

"Yu Mo moved, I will die for you if I don't come out."

She gnawed her teeth and shouted, tears in her eyes falling down, mixed with the blood on her face.

"That is to protect me, do you protect me like this?"

The choking and grievances in her voice made people feel sad.

"You are a liar."

She cried and smothered his chest.

Yu Mo moved and snorted, unable to tell the pain.

He suddenly said: "You... don't cry."

[Hey, the man is seventy. 】

Bai Weiwei was shocked by the system.

Yu sweet?

Yu Mo moved his eyes and confused, and the expression on his face was very complicated.

It seems that several expressions are combined.

"You actually did this kind of thing, I don't want you, what can you do in the future?"

He said, while he slammed his clothes down and put them on her.

When the finger touches her bare skin, it is more sour than the pain of the body.

She even did the work of stimulating him with a cuckold.

Yu Moqian’s brain worked hard and his memory became a fragment.

I remembered when they met.

After a while, he returned to the scene where he almost lost his soul and threw her into the ghost road.

But the mind that protects her is still unchanged.

Even if the memory is broken.

He also knows that this uneasy idiot is the object he needs to protect.

Bai Weiwei looked at him, and the tears in his eyes continued to fall.

A **** face, like a cat.

It’s pitiful to look at it.

Yu Mo moved his eyes and trembled a bit. He had difficulty breathing and said, "Don't move the pen away and continue to tie me. I need your strength."

Bai Weiwei's blood contains a lot of power to restrain the yin.

This power, he can adapt.

The malicious side can be very uncomfortable.

It is not easy for him to struggle to wake up at this time.

Still awake by Bai Weiwei.

Undressing everywhere, he just woke up in the coffin.

Yu Mo moved to use his finger to point his chest.

It can be seen that he is very painful, and each movement is close to the limit.

Bai Weiwei did not dare to move, holding the pen in her hands did not relax, but she could see that she was also very uncomfortable, and her eyes were red.

She shook her voice and said, "You don't marry me, I will be a widow."

Yu Moqian: How do you listen to this strange?

He does not marry her, how can she be a widow?

Bai Weiwei’s voice seemed to be fragile in the throat, but with a shackle.

"Don't marry me, I killed you and made a kiss with your body."

This is what you don't mean, I am the widow of your body.

Yu Moqian: A terrible sentence, but it sounds like... very romantic.

His fingers were stained with a wound on his chest, and there was a pen ink that was suppressed by blood.

If it wasn’t for Bai Weiwei, the pen would be suppressed for a while.

He estimated that the side that was about to be sinned was completely strangled.

He will dye the fingers of ink and blood, draw a picture in the air, and a peach sword appears.

The red tassels are already close to black.

Yu Moqian’s expression suddenly twisted and his voice was cold and cold.

"Do you think you have fought me? Dreaming, relying on your broken soul... Hey?"

(End of this chapter)