Chapter 1653 The Spirit of the Little Heavenly Master (21)

In such a fierce place, there is only one devil, and it is not right.

Yu Moqian actually does not want to care about things, he saves people, does not save people, it is just a hand.

The ghost of the female ghost is getting louder and louder, and a long hair grows from the ground.

Yu Moqian was indifferent and coveted, and there was no darkness in the dark eyes.

Do not listen to the warning.

Don't blame him.

Yu Mo moved to raise his hand, the pen appeared, and a peach sword was drawn.

The red spikes on the mahogany sword float in the air, and the red is like blood.

He will make the mahogany sword to the ground.

The long hair brush disappeared.

Yu Moqian floated in the air and raised his hand to the air.

Dozens of yellow symbols appear around a circular array.

Stick them into the wall separately.

The walls floated in cash and gave off an unpleasant burning odor.

The female ghost screamed.

Yu Mo moved to sneer, in the dark eyes, the golden light flowed.

There was a golden mark on his forehead.

The Taoist method of Tiandaomen, on the heavens, the lower imperial ghosts, the yin and yang to open the way, the Qiankun reversed.

When he was alive, he was still young, and all kinds of techniques were born.

However, after so many years of suppression and accumulation of experience with the ghosts, he was barely able to meet the qualifications of the bowl of rice.

The yellow letters emit golden lines and climb on the walls, and the lines of each yellow symbol are connected.

Eventually the room became a cage of golden lines.

Anything that belongs to the underworld is inextricable.

The voice of the female ghost was completely isolated.

Yu Mo moved back and saw that Xiao Tianshi was slowly stunned because he was arguing and wrinkled his brow.

He quietly looked at her for a while before holding the mahogany sword and floating out of the room.

The hotel gave him a familiar, strange feeling.

A ghost hotel, no taboo at 12 o'clock.

There is also a huge, like the feng shui terrain of the Yin Yin Array.

It’s a strange place.

Yu Mo moved to the ground, the long-sleeved shirt flew up, and his Qing Jun’s eyebrows had a cold chill.

The ground is unusually cold.

After he went out, he saw the dark hallway and the door to the next room was open.

The voice of a female ghost came violently.

"Why abandon me, I love you so much, I am a murderer for you, if your wife is not dead, how can you get her company."

A woman's voice rang in the next room.

A man’s voice is annoyed and sounds. “Enough, there’s no end, what murderer I don’t know, my wife is jumping from depression, don’t talk.”

The woman screamed loudly: "You don't recognize me as a murderer, I love you."

The man finally gasped and comforted: "Well, the wind is very tight recently, you don't want to make trouble, I love you too, we will marry after a while."

The woman hesitated. "Really?"

The man was silent and said: "Really, come over, I bought you a necklace."

Yu Mo moved step by step to the next room and found the room to be bright.

The table beds are very warm.

There are fruits on the table.

The TV is on.

And a man is facing the door.

He reached out to the woman's neck, a slender, but extremely hard necklace, holding the woman's neck.

The woman struggled desperately.

Blood is flowing out of her neck, more and more.

Finally the room was covered in blood.

Bright room, bleak blood red.

(End of this chapter)