Chapter 1739 The Spirit Behind the Little Celestial Master (88)

This one was enough to make him suffer for several seconds.

These few seconds are the key to Yu Tiantian snatching her body.

Bai Weiwei stretched out her hand and firmly pressed the pen that was suppressed by blood pressure, letting the tip of the pen plunge into Yu Moqian's chest.

Her fair face was stained with blood, and she looked extremely miserable.

"Yu Moqian, if you don't come out again, I'll show you to death."

She gritted her teeth and shouted, tears fell from her eyes and mixed with the blood on her face.

"You said protect me, is that how you protect me?"

The sobs and grievances in her voice made people feel sad.

"You are a liar."

She was crying and pinching his chest tightly.

Yu Moqian let out a muffled snort, in indescribable pain.

He suddenly forbearance said: "You...don't cry."

[Ding, the hero's favorability is seventy. 】

Bai Weiwei was surprised by the system.

Yu Tiantian?

Yu Moqian's eyes were dazed and confused, and the expression on his face was also very complicated.

It seems that several expressions are fused together.

"You actually, unexpectedly did such a thing. If I don't marry you, what will you do in the future?"

As he spoke, he angrily took off his clothes and put them on her.

When her fingers touched her bare skin, it was more sour than the pain of the messy body.

She even did things like wearing a cuckold to stimulate him.

Yu Mo moved his mind very hard, and his memory was also fragmented.

Reminiscing for a moment when they met.

After a while, he returned to the scene where he threw her into the ghost world before he almost lost his mind.

But the obsession in his heart to protect her remained unchanged.

Even if the memory is broken.

He also knew that this careless idiot in front of him was the one he needed to protect.

Bai Weiwei stared at him blankly, tears still falling from her eyes.

A face mixed with blood, like a cat.

It looks pitiful.

Yu Moqian's pupils trembled violently, he struggled to breathe and said, "Don't move the pen away, keep piercing me, I need your strength."

Bai Weiwei's blood contained a lot of power to restrain Yin Qi.

He can adapt to this power.

The malicious side is very uncomfortable.

It's not easy for him to struggle to wake up in this little time.

Still woke up by Bai Weiwei's anger.

Undressing everywhere, he was about to wake up in a coffin.

Yu Moqian pressed his finger on his chest with difficulty.

It can be seen that he is in great pain, and every movement is close to the limit.

Bai Weiwei didn't dare to move, she held the pen in both hands and didn't relax, but it was obvious that she was also very uncomfortable, the corners of her eyes were red.

She said tremblingly, "If you don't marry me, I'll be a widow."

Yu Moqian: Why do these words sound so strange?

If he doesn't marry her, how can she be a widow?

Bai Weiwei's voice seemed to be weak and trembling in her throat, but it was also ruthless.

"Don't marry me, I'll kill you and marry your corpse."

This is if you don't marry, I will be the widow of your corpse.

Yu Moqian: Such a scary sentence, but it sounds...very romantic.

His fingers stained the wound on his chest, and there was pen ink suppressed by blood on the wound.

If Bai Weiwei hadn't suppressed the pen for a while.

He estimated that he was about to be completely strangled by the evil side just now.

He drew his finger stained with ink and blood into the air, and a mahogany sword appeared.

The red tassels are almost black.

Yu Moqian's expression suddenly twisted, and his voice was extremely cold.

"Do you think you can beat me? Dreaming, with your broken soul... huh?"