Chapter 1690 The Spirit Behind the Little Celestial Master (33)

Yu Moqian's body trembled, and he suddenly raised his head, with a pair of black eyes, filled with violent indifference.

He looked at Bai Weiwei as if he was looking at a stranger.

Seen by his eyes, Bai Weiwei took two steps back.

The wrong eyes, not to mention gentle, are simply morbidly dark.

Accustomed to seeing raiding targets who suddenly went crazy, Bai Weiwei was not surprised when she saw Yu Moqian whose face was changing from side to side.

She could even be called calm and asked, "Tongzi, is Yu Moqian schizophrenic?"

The system flipped through the information, "No, he was invaded by ghost energy."

Staying in the ancient ghost war area, suppressing so many ghosts for so many years.

How could he not be affected.

Ghosts are obsessions, resentments, and all negative emotions entangled together.

Yu Moqian is in the process of suppressing ghosts, wrestling with ghosts, and even killing ghosts.

The pure soul is constantly being eroded and polluted.

Souls corroded by ghost energy will become paranoid and crazy.

If you can control it, you can still maintain your original personality, but once it breaks out.

Yu Moqian's personality could be more like a ghost than any ghost.

Of course, if there is no stimulation, it will not be noticeable in normal times.

Hearing this answer, Bai Weiwei just felt that it was a shame, and finally came to be gentler.

Still paranoid?

The main system has almost eighteen lifetimes of revenge against her for taking his wife.

Just don't let her be sweet.

Yu Moqian got up slowly, his nails were all black, and his expression was different from usual.

His black hair fell down, and the pupils of his eyes became darker.

When looking at Bai Weiwei expressionlessly, there was a strange coldness and a twisted greed.

This expression made his face paler and more beautiful, but more like a ghost, lifeless.

Bai Weiwei was so frightened by his pale face that she was about to take a few steps back.

A huge force instantly clasped her shoulders and pressed her against the wall.

The boy is tall and tall, and his figure is very oppressive.

He lowered his head, trapping her in his arms.

An authentic wall-dong finish.

Bai Weiwei felt a dull pain when her back hit the wall, and her shoulders were covered with the cold temperature of his fingers.

Her lips and tongue were a little vague, "Brother Yu, what's wrong with you?"

It's not that after being invaded by ghost energy, it's going to start going crazy.

When she looked up at him, there was worry in her eyes, as well as clear doubts.

Yu Moqian looked at her indifferently for a while, his eyes gradually softened.

Just when Bai Weiwei thought he had regained consciousness.

Her lips were held by him, and when the cold lips touched her soft and hot lips, almost touching, everyone trembled.

Yu Moqian, who was engulfed by the ghostly desire, had a flash of struggle in his eyes, but it was quickly covered by the black air.

He almost complied with his inner desire, bowed his head and kissed her lips.

In the long and lonely darkness, a ray of light suddenly appeared, even if it was just a warm touch of concern from the other party.

He admits that his heart is still a little broken.

Loneliness is terrible, and it's hard to catch someone who has a bond with me.

He actually indulged the obsessive ghost energy in his body to come out.

And the ghost energy also affected his actions.

Let him become impulsive and paranoid.

This kiss was almost stolen.

Nothing to do with love, just a possessive impulse.

[Ding, the hero's favorability is twenty-five. 】