Chapter 1738 The Spirit Behind the Little Celestial Master (87)

The system suddenly remembered the past, oh, it doesn't seem too difficult to understand.

After all, snake spirits like hypocritical ghosts.

The lunatic and the lunatic are always sympathetic to each other.

The system silently gnawed on the spicy chicken feet, and if the host said it would not remind it of its favorability, it would not remind it either.

Once reminded, the host will definitely be able to attack the black Huayu.

Yu Tiantian is over.

It still likes Yu Tiantian.

At least a rare normal person cannot be lost by these two psychopaths.

Bai Weiwei hooked Yu Moqian, and his mind became even more dazed.

Not only did his chest hurt, but his brain also hurt. Something made his eyes go black. For the first time, he felt that the human body was not so good.

The pain was unbearable.

Yu Pen has never been a human being.

Therefore, I am not used to the human body, even if my mind is strong, I will tremble all over because of the change in my body for a while.

But he laughed and was about to come out, that part of his soul was going to be hooked out by Bai Weiwei.

No matter how painful it is, his current strength is much stronger than the good part of the soul.

The pain in the chest was too obvious, and it felt like something was about to come out.

It was the sanity of that part of the soul. Yu Moqian's expression became gloomy and distorted. He raised a pen and appeared, just about to draw a cage to restrain that part of the soul.

But the next moment, Bai Weiwei's hand held his finger holding the pen.

She sighed, her breath carried her unique light fragrance, which made people feel extremely lingering.

The words spoken are as cold as a sharp sword.

"Just waiting for you to show your flaws."

After speaking, his chest felt cold.

With blood on her hands, Bai Weiwei grabbed his pen fiercely and stabbed him in the chest.

Yu Moqian was not on guard against Bai Weiwei from the beginning to the end.

Bai Weiwei is so weak, so stupid.

More importantly, this is Yu Moqian's body, and she must be reluctant to hurt it.

So she can't be a threat to him.

But it was this non-threatening girl who caught his distraction and slammed his hand into his chest.

The nib of the fountain pen is short and just pricks the skin.

It doesn't cause much pain.

But Yu Moqian was enraged, he reached out to grab Bai Weiwei's neck.

Bai Weiwei looked at him expressionlessly, and stabbed the pen into it again, and her blood flowed into his wound, joining together with the ink of the pen.

A bone-chilling force rushed into his body.

After the ice-cold, the scorching hot magma-like temperature exploded.

Bai Weiwei waited for him to be distracted, and waited for a long time for him to take out the pen.

Otherwise, think she likes to be an upper body?

Yu Moqian's malicious side took his human body too seriously.

I don't even want to think about it, this body is soaked in ghost energy, how long has there been Yin energy.

It is said that the corpses with half a foot in the underworld are similar.

He thought he wasn't a ghost, so he wasn't afraid of pure yang energy?

Pure Yang Qi restrains not only ghosts.

But all yin things.

The pen is cloudy.

Yu Moqian's body, which has been suppressed for a hundred years, is even more sinister.

She shed so much blood by committing suicide, it's not for the purpose of making bloody blood flourish.

It's about restraining the power of the pen, and finding a way to send Yang Qi into Yu Moqian's body.

Yu Moqian, a kind ghost, has been with her for a while.

He is used to the feeling of Yang Qi.

So even a ghost can restrain this discomfort.

But Yu Pen is not used to it.