Chapter 1740 The Spirit Behind the Little Celestial Master (89)

Bai Weiwei saw that Yu Pen was about to come out again.

The pen in her hand pierced hard into his chest again.

Ai Yu Moqian couldn't be seen at all.

Is there anyone who likes you so much?

so ruthless?

Bai Weiwei was not only cruel to Yu Mo, she was even more cruel to herself.

The wound on her wrist was not big enough, and the blood would solidify after a while. She lowered her head and bit her wound fiercely again, staring at Yu Moqian with wolfish eyes.

Yu Moqian's pupils trembled violently.

Ma'am...too malicious.

so cute.

Yu Moqian was attracted to this kind of extremely malicious eyes, and such a ruthless and crazy beauty.

There is no trace of resistance.

System: The favorability of Yu Pen has increased again.

Thirty has become forty.

An even more terrifying increase than Yu Tiantian.

It took a long time for Yu Tiantian to rise to seventy.

Yu Pen is simply love at first sight plus a pervert.

Of course it still likes Yu Tiantian.

The blood from the wound gushed out again, completely staining the pen red, and the power of the pen ink was forced into Yu Moqian's body by the blood.

There is no way to escape.

Yu Moqian's malicious soul was attacked by the cold and sharp, and even became slack again.

And the good-hearted soul instantly took the initiative of the body.

The mahogany sword in his hand pierced fiercely into the middle of the Hundred Ghost Formation.

This formation was coaxed by Bai Weiwei to complete.

Just in time.

Yu Moqian even felt that Bai Weiwei deliberately created this formation.

Because of the body grab, there can only be one winner in the end.

The failed souls will be forced to escape, and once they escape from the body, they will become ghosts.

This formation is to bind the ghost.

What Bai Weiwei believed was that he could win.

The ghost who was finally forced to escape was the malicious mind of the pen.

Relying on the power to destroy all soul fragments, Yu Moqian made hundreds of talisman papers and drew complicated spells with blood.

Then he tapped his fingertips hard on his forehead.

Even if you want to destroy your own body.

And absolutely not let the sanity of the pen occupy this body.

A malicious self will kill Bai Weiwei.

Yu Moqian's fingers were just about to touch his forehead.

A frantic roar sounded from the back of his brain.

"Stupid, you want to die with me."

Yu Moqian sneered: "It's better to die together than you to come out and do evil."

"Haha, I am a collection of your evil thoughts, what kind of human righteousness? You have no such thing at all, you are just a selfish human being, your malice is full of possessive desire for a person and all kinds of dirty thoughts, Without me, do you think you are still so innocent?"

Unkind Yu Moqian.

Or Yu Moqian?

Is it still the man Bai Weiwei likes?

Yu Moqian knew that this was him maliciously provoking.

But he was struck with a deep unease.

He is actually incomplete, and he has always shown his best side to Bai Weiwei.

Because of his malice, he was absorbed by the pen.

Without the pen, he couldn't be as innocent as he was in the beginning.

The malicious Yu Moqian desperately urged, "Put down your fingers, give up resistance, I won't hurt your girl, I like her so much, I don't want to hurt her."

Yu Moqian sighed, "If you don't say this, I'm going to give up. If you say it, we'd better die together."

When he said he liked it, Yu Moqian admitted that he was jealous.

The jealous man became fierce and even killed himself.