Chapter 1721 The Spirit Behind the Little Celestial Master (68)

It was indeed his cousin.

A jade pendant sounded, and a middle-aged man walked out slowly.

He was dressed in a black Tang suit.

People from Tiandaomen, especially those from the Yu family, like to wear Tang suits on formal occasions.

The family tradition is like this, passed down from generation to generation.

are used to it.

Yu Sanqian's face was a bit vicissitudes, and his eyes were dark and cold.

The eye shape is somewhat similar to Yu Moqian's, but much uglier than Yu Moqian's.

When Yu Sanqian saw Yu Moqian, his footsteps trembled, but his voice still couldn't suppress his surprise, "Brother, you can really come out of that place, brother thought you were gone."

After all, Yu Moqian's body is the weapon to suppress ghosts.

As for Yu Moqian's soul, it doesn't matter whether it disappears or not.

Yu Sanqian thought that after so many years, Yu Moqian had already been swallowed up by other ghosts.

After all, all the ghosts in that magic circle hated him to the bone.

As a result, he still hasn't been wiped out. What's more frightening is that his ghost looks like a big ghost, a fierce ghost.

This cousin would always surprise him.

Yu Moqian glanced at the door, knowing that he couldn't rush through it for a while.

He didn't talk nonsense, and he didn't have time to have a friendly and affectionate fellow villager meeting with Yu Sanqian.

"You let us go, I don't care about everything in the past."

When did he start? His purpose of coming out was to seek justice from Yu Sanqian.

Now she wants to take care of Bai Weiwei.

She was bleeding so much, he needed to take her to the hospital.

Even seeing that Yu Sanqian was still alive, his heart didn't fluctuate much.

Yu Sanqian opened the box, revealing the mahogany sword inside.

The bright red knots on the mahogany sword were exactly the same as the sword in Yu Moqian's own hand.

He smirked, "Brother, seeing how promising you are, why is my brother willing to let you go? I was able to win you to take charge of the Heavenly Dao Sect a hundred years ago, and I can still beat you to death today."

Bai Weiwei rested her chin on Yu Moqian's shoulder and asked the system, "Is this the villain?"

System: "He's a capable villain. It may be difficult for the male lead to go out."

No matter how awesome Yu Moqian was, he was nothing but a ghost.

Still a ghost wandering in the world and reluctant to leave.

This kind of ghost is disgusted by heaven and rejected by gods and men.

There is no chance of home games at all.

It is more than enough to meet a half-bucket like Baibai.

When I met Yu Sanqian, it was not so easy to be fooled.

The system gave Bai Weiwei the information of Yu Sanqian.

When Bai Weiwei saw it, something was wrong with her eyes.

Yu Sanqian is not human either.

Whether it is character or body, they are not human beings.

In order to prolong his life, Yu Sanqian refined half of his body into a dead body.

Then absorb the ghost energy of the ghost to nourish his body.

To keep half of my living body in a very young state.

These are some weird monsters.

Holding the mahogany sword, Yu Sanqian said with a mocking smile: "Back then, the mahogany sword was passed on to you by the head of the sect. Who made you the heir? The best things belong to you, but now you Inherited mahogany sword, in my hands, killing you couldn't be easier."

Yu Moqian saw the mahogany sword in his hand, and for the first time there was tension in his red eyes.

The painted mahogany sword in his hand is fake no matter how real it is.

He glanced at the door he had drawn, and suddenly said to Bai Weiwei in a low voice: "I'm opening a ghost path, when you go in by yourself, remember to throw money all the way, and when you see the white light, immediately Go out, remember, you must throw money."