Chapter 1752 The Spirit Behind the Little Celestial Master (101)

The mirror answered very quickly this time, and the mirror shook violently.

The mirror is even cracked from overuse.

Yu Moqian saw a picture appear in the mirror.

Bai Weiwei hugged him with calm eyes, but her voice was very sweet and gentle.

"We'll be together, always together."

In the mirror, he smiled very happily, and he could even see that he was very excited.

Is this their...wedding?

Bai Weiwei was wearing a white wedding dress.

Yu Moqian looked at this scene a little strangely.

Because of Bai Weiwei in the mirror, her eyes are too calm.

Even her smile, where he couldn't see it, was unusually...indifferent.

Yu Moqian stared at the mirror.

And when they separated, the expression on Bai Weiwei's face changed instantly, from indifference to happiness in less than a tenth of a second.

The self in the mirror didn't find anything, so he handed her a bouquet of flowers, "Then I'll go out and arrange the wedding first, you can take a rest now."

Bai Weiwei stood on tiptoe and kissed his face, said with a smile: "Understood, nagging uncle."

It's so real.

This is not an illusion, the hallucinated she is a collection of his evil thoughts, and her character is even dissolute and bold.

But the Bai Weiwei in this mirror prophecy, every move is like her in reality.

Bai Weiwei saw him go out.

The smile on the corner of her mouth gradually disappeared, and she said softly, "I can leave."

This sentence is easy to say, and it seems to be able to leave him.

It was a very pleasant thing for her.

After finishing speaking, she turned around and left without a trace of love in her eyes, and even her expression was relieved.

It seems to be a very happy thing to leave him.

Her figure slowly disappeared in the ancient mirror.

And the ancient mirror was also shattered, shattered piece by piece under Yu Moqian's feet.

Yu Moqian stood in place for a long time, and the cold moonlight elongated his shadow.

It's like the deepest darkness, extending continuously.

Bai Weiwei was awakened by the sound of lightning strikes. Seeing the heavy rain outside the window, she closed the window very calmly.

Then she went to the bathroom to lie down, and when she came back, she lay down on the bed, just about to pull the quilt.

A flash of lightning lit up the room.

A figure sat quietly beside the bed.

Bai Weiwei's first reaction was, what the hell?

The next moment she recognized Yu Moqian, she breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm back, Brother Yu."

In the darkness, Yu Moqian looked at her with deep and strange eyes.

Scrutiny and cold.

Bai Weiwei, who was always in a state of eating and waiting to die, at this moment, the vigilance in her body exploded.

She looked blank, but there were many guesses flashing through her mind.

What happened to Yu Moqian?

Getting malicious again?

Or amnesia?

Or a ghost?

His eyes are so fucking distorted and sick, it's almost the same as those sick, ghost, animal, and psychotic targets of hers before.

It seemed that she had noticed the change in Bai Weiwei's eyes at that moment.

Yu Moqian narrowed his eyes slightly, and he took his time to touch his finger, which had an extra ring on it.

The ring was very simple, bare and without decorations, only some spell-like lines on it.

Bai Weiwei put all her vigilance into her heart, got up very naturally, and put her arms around his waist.

She rested her head on his lap.

Probably because of sleepiness, her voice was hoarse and drowsy, "What time is it?"

Very intimate action.

Yu Moqian hesitated for a moment, then reached out and stroked her hair and said softly, "At three o'clock in the morning, I'm going to pick up the head of the Heavenly Dao Sect."