Chapter 1644 The Spirit of the Little Heavenly Master (12)

He saw that she was afraid of ghosts and couldn’t smile.

I really haven’t seen anyone who is so afraid of ghosts.

And the yang of her body can restrain ghosts.

If you don't stray into this place, you shouldn't have a ghost on weekdays.

In order to catch ghosts, he worked hard dozens of times more than others.

Not that he is stupid, but that he can't see ghosts at all.

The person of pure yang is like a light bulb walking in the dark, and the ghost runs away at first glance.

Where to catch it.

"You are simply too stupid. Do you want to stay here forever?"

The heads of those ghosts, groaning, the voices of non-male and non-female, came from all directions.

"It’s impossible to be foolish, and you can’t move.

Yu Mo moved his fingers and finished the last bite of chocolate.

no taste.

He is a spirit, even if he can get what she gives.

Can't eat anything.

But surprisingly, he feels sweet.

He is really stupid, otherwise he will not be suppressed here.

After Mo Mou moved to the sigh, he suddenly raised his hand, and the pen in his hand ran smoothly into the air, and a peach sword appeared.

The red spikes hang down on the hilt.

The golden light of the mahogany sword flows out, and the amazing light appears from the tip of the sword.

Those ghosts were scared, and the head of the numb horrified back, and did not dare to run out of the building.

Yu Mo’s eyebrows are indifferent and awe-inspiring. “So many years, you can’t help me, I can’t kill you, kill each other for so long, I’m tired and tired, come and provoke me, I’ll burn my soul. You are all gone."

After so many years of different endorsement, with this group of souls.

It’s just that one day, I can go out and ask for a fair.

Unfortunately, he just let go of his last hope.

He suddenly got tired.

The purpose of this group of souls, how could he not know.

He found himself leaving for the devil.

But the dead ghost, such as the little Tianshi just now, can't suppress such a huge group of evil spirits.

As soon as he left, the ghosts here could leave.

I want to ask for a fairness for myself. Yu Moqian can't do anything to let this group of evil spirits run into the world.

The evil spirits slowly became silent, and the teaching building was once again empty and dark.

The Taomu sword in the hands of Yu Moqian was re-formed into lines and dissipated.

He sat cross-legged in the air, his hands on his lower jaw, and his dark, dull eyes hang down.

"Really, boring."

Bored, seeing a rare person who can meet him, he went with a half-size childish child and ran to scare her.

Yu Mo moved to the corner of his mouth and sighed: "Don't come back, or I can't control myself, I want you to be my scum."

A hundred years of loneliness is too difficult.

Just now he couldn't help but feel the evil greed in his heart. I really wanted her to become his substitute.

So... don't go back...

"That one……"

The girl’s trembling voice suddenly came from behind, and the voice was surprisingly sweet.

"Would you like to go with me?"

She is obviously scared, but she does not hesitate.

Yu Mo moved to a stiff body. He couldn’t believe that someone was so stupid, thinking that he heard the illusion.

But in the next second, a sly hand, with a warm temperature, held his cold fingers without any popularity.

Yu Moqian’s fingers were warmed up, and the yang gas climbed up from his cold and dying blood vessels to the heart where he stopped.

(End of this chapter)