Chapter 1668 The Spirit Behind the Little Celestial Master (11)

Bai Weiwei's fingers were stiff, and she only had one thought in her mind.

Raiders Raiders Raiders...

Don't say it's a ghost.

Even a dung beetle can't be picky, right?

Bai Weiwei finally hypnotized herself, stretched out her hand, and took the yellow talisman in his hand.

Huang Fu was extremely cold, just like the temperature on his body.

Bai Weiwei's fingers trembled, but her voice finally stopped shaking. She touched her pocket and took out the half-melted chocolate.

Then she handed it over carefully, "Want something to eat?"

Yu Moqian quietly looked at the chocolate on her finger, the smile on her face slowly disappeared, he looked at her a little strangely.

It was as if he was looking at something that made him very interested.

Bai Weiwei's fingers were going to be stiff, but he didn't see him take it.

Is it because I hate it, I have been covering it for too long.

When Bai Weiwei was about to take the chocolate back, a pale finger pressed the chocolate, and then slowly, he pinched the chocolate with his fingertips.

Bai Weiwei's palms were sweaty.

She said cautiously: "It's delicious."

Yu Moqian smiled, and suddenly pinched her palm hard with his nails.

A red nail print appeared on her soft palm.

Bai Weiwei took a breath, stepped back a few steps, and looked at him in horror.

But Yu Moqian said: "This place is not good, don't come here next time."

After finishing speaking, the pen in his hand swiped into the air, and a ray of dawn was cut off.

No, the darkness was cut open by the pen.

The sun in the sky appeared.

It turned out that it was already dawn, but the place was shrouded in evil spirits.

Those who enter this place will never be able to wait for dawn, and there will never be dawn.

The little celestial master in front of me is stupid and useless, and it seems that he was taught by those unreliable idiots of the Huangdaomen.

Even afraid of ghosts.

"Let's go."

Bai Weiwei stared blankly at him, seemingly puzzled by his actions.

Yu Moqian smiled, couldn't help but float in front of her, stretched out his fingers and flicked her delicate ears lightly.

"Don't go, I really want you to be my bride, let you stay here, forever and ever."

He has a long lingering sound, and the sound of clear springs hitting stones is pleasant.

Even his dark eyes are no longer so ghostly.

Bai Weiwei quickly covered her ears, gave him a deadly look, turned around and ran out without saying a word.

As she disappeared outside the teaching building, the night covered the teaching building again.

A sharp and sad laugh sounded from all directions.

"Hehehehe, let her run away, and you will stay in this place again, and you will never be able to leave."

Yu Moqian gently peeled off the chocolate as if he didn't hear it.

The temperature on the chocolate is her temperature.

There is a scorching sun-like breath.

The body of pure yang is indeed rare to meet in a hundred years.

And he is bound here, not to mention a hundred years, eternal life may only meet that little celestial master just now.

"It's still too late to chase her back, go quickly, Yu Moqian, replace her with you, go quickly."

The sound became more and more shrill and crazy.

Countless heads of unjust souls squeezed out from the windows of the teaching building.

Densely packed, wriggling to squeeze out.

Yu Moqian was indifferent, and his delicate face was as calm as a pine.

He took a bite of the chocolate and sighed softly, "I also know how lucky it is to meet a dead ghost, but my heart is very soft, seeing her is like seeing myself, leaving her here, she will be scared to death."

This looks like a little celestial master who came out of Huangdaomen.

Afraid of ghosts.