Chapter 1715： Behind the Little Heavenly Master (89)

Chapter 1715 The Spirit of the Little Heavenly Master (89)

Bai Weiwei saw that the pen was coming out again.

The pen in her hand slammed into his chest and slammed it again.

I can't see the way I love my love.

Do you have such a favorite person?

So what?

Bai Weiwei not only moved to Yu Mo, she was even more embarrassed about herself.

The wound on the wrist is not big enough, and the blood will freeze after a certain period of time. She bows her head and bites her wound again, and her eyes are stunned with a wolf.

Yu Mo moved his eyes and shook it.

Mrs.... It’s too malicious.

So cute.

Yu Moqian’s eyes on this kind of malicious incomparable, there is such a crazy beauty.

There is no trace of resistance.

System: The goodness of the remaining pens has risen again.

Thirty has changed forty.

More terrible than Yu Xiantian.

Yu sweet and sweet water flow only rose to seventy.

The rest of the pen is simply a love at first sight and a metamorphosis.

Of course, it still likes Yu sweet.

The blood of the wound rushed out again, and the pen was completely reddened. The power of the pen ink was forced into the body of Yu Moqian by blood.

There is no way to run out.

Yu Mo's malicious soul was attacked by cold and sharp, and even smashed again.

The soul of goodwill instantly takes over the initiative of the body.

The mahogany sword in his hand plunged into the middle of the hundred ghosts.

This is the method that was completed by Bai Weiwei.

Just used.

Yu Moqian even thought that Bai Weiwei was deliberately trying to get this array.

Because of the physical robbing power, there is only one winner.

The failed soul will be forced to escape. Once it escapes, it is a devil.

This method is a bundle of ghosts.

What Bai Weiwei believes is that he can win.

The ghost that was finally forced to escape was the malicious mind of the pen.

With the power of destroying all the fragments of the soul, Yu Moqian has made hundreds of sheets of paper and used blood to draw complex spells.

Then his fingertips slammed to his forehead.

Even if you want to ruin your body.

It is absolutely impossible to let the pen's mind occupy this body.

A malicious self will kill Bai Weiwei.

Yu Moqian’s finger just had to touch his forehead.

A crazy roar rang in the depths of his brain.

"Stupid, I have to go with me."

Yu Mo moved to sneer: "It’s better to be with you, and it’s better for you to come out."

"Haha, I am a collection of your evil thoughts, what human righteousness? You don't have this thing at all, you are just a selfish human being, your malice is full of the monopoly of one person and all kinds of dirty thoughts. Without me, do you think you are still so pure?"

Unreasonable Yu Moqian.

Or is it a move?

Is that the man that Bai Weiwei likes?

Yu Moqian knows that this is a malicious self and is provoking.

But he was hit by deep uneasiness.

He is actually incomplete, and he has always been the best side of Bai Weiwei's exposure.

Because of his malice, he was absorbed by the pen.

Without a pen, he could not be as pure as he was at the beginning.

The malicious person is desperately desperate, "Let your fingers drop, give up resistance, I will not hurt your girl, I like her, I am not willing to hurt."

Yu Mo moved to sigh. "You don't say this, I am still going to give up. When you say, let's die together."

As soon as he said he liked it, Yu Moqian admitted that he was embarrassed.

The sly man is fierce and even kills himself.

What's the last thing, good night?

(End of this chapter)