Chapter 1681 The Spirit Behind the Little Celestial Master (24)

After Bai Weiwei finished kissing, she hid behind Yu Moqian and reached out to grab his arm tightly.

Yu Moqian originally wanted to correct her incorrect way of giving Yang Qi.

But the temperature from her fingers made him droop his eyelashes. For some reason, he suddenly stopped talking.

Maybe this place is too dangerous.

So it is not suitable to talk about such a detailed topic.

Bai Weiwei carefully said behind him: "Where is this place?"

Yu Moqian glanced around, then led Bai Weiwei outside.

"In the hotel."

It was just the hotel in that time period when the female ghost died.

Bai Weiwei's voice trembled a little, "Really?"

After they walked out, Bai Weiwei found that it was still the same room.

It was exactly the same as the room they were in just now.

No, it should be said.

They went back to the room they had just been in.

Yu Moqian didn't have any accidents, once he entered the scene where the ghost died.

If it cannot be cracked, it will linger here forever.

And in this place, that female ghost's ability will be the strongest.

Yu Moqian raised the mahogany sword and said calmly, "It's nothing, it's just a simple formation to break the game, haven't you learned it?"

Bai Weiwei: "...No."

Yu Moqian was silent for a moment before saying, "What have you studied?"

Bai Weiwei: "Tricked and kidnapped."

With such a straightforward answer, Yu Moqian didn't know how to respond for a while.

He sighed helplessly, simply reckless.

Yu Moqian suddenly reached out and thrust the mahogany sword in his hand into her hand.

Then he pushed her forward.

Bai Weiwei grabbed the mahogany sword and looked at Yu Moqian in horror.

At this time, Yu Moqian was not around, and she was so afraid that her legs were weak.

Yu Moqian crossed his arms and floated in the air, looking at her seriously: "Teach me."

Those bastards from Huangdaomen.

Even a good young apprentice can't teach well.

She is simply a little crooked-neck tree taught from the crooked-neck woods.

If it was an ordinary tree with a crooked neck, Yu Moqian would not have any major reaction.

But even if Bai Weiwei is a crooked neck tree, it is the best kind.

When he saw it, he couldn't help but want to break her straight.

Bai Weiwei held the mahogany sword, trembling into Parkinson's.

"Learn, learn what?"

Yu Moqian slightly raised his eyebrows, and automatically entered the strict teacher state.

"Of course it is to learn the art of catching ghosts. How can you know nothing as a ghost catching master?"

Bai Weiwei immediately said: "You are mistaken, I am a fraudster. For example, those who broadcast pyramid schemes on TV every day were arrested, and those who were arrested for phone fraud are all of the same profession as me."

Yu Moqian looked at her so confidently.

It's so... indescribable.

For a moment, he didn't even know how to refute.

Miao Zi, a good ghost catcher, turned out to be so self-willed and depraved.

He propped his forehead with his fingers helplessly, and sighed, "The talent is so good, it's a waste, how can it be so slack."

After speaking, he suddenly disappeared.

Bai Weiwei: "..."

In the blood-red room, rotten fruit, silent tables and chairs.

The corridor outside the door was gloomy and empty.

Everything here looks so weird and terrifying.

And she, staying here alone?

"All of them."

System: "Don't worry, the hero is hiding by your side."

Bai Weiwei was not shocked, and Yu Moqian was within one meter.

Bai Weiwei couldn't control her teeth chattering, "I'm the only one here."