Chapter 1723, The Spirit of the Little Heavenly Master (97)

Bai Weiwei only felt that the kiss of Yu Moqian became normal again.

No slimy feeling.

When she nodded and closed her eyes, she whispered, "I am waiting for you here, you will come back soon."

Yu Moqian’s gentle expression stiffened, she knew she was going out?

Bai Weiwei pulled the quilt up. "I slept."

She put the quilt on her face, revealing a pair of black scorpions, a few strands of hair curled up, making her look very cute.

Yu Mo moved to nod. "I will come back soon, don't leave this room."

Bai Weiwei yawned, "Know, sly old uncle."

One hundred years old.

Old can't be old anymore.

Yu Moqian is somewhat helpless, saying that he is really not good at age.

After all, the age difference is really big.

Yu Moqian raised his hand and opened the ghost road and entered directly.

After a while, he seemed to think of something. He came out from the door of the ghost road and took out a large number of flowers.

"give you."

He put the flower on her pillow and then returned a little red diamond.

The door of the ghost road was silently closed and dissipated in the room.

And the reminder of good feelings also sounded.

[Hey, the man is so good. 】

Bai Weiwei looked at the other side of the flower in his ear and finally said: "Allure, sweet me."

The system chewed maltose and was stuck to the teeth by sugar. It vaguely said, "Sweet is dead."

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Yu San moved to the face.

"Can't find?"

Several disciples shivered and did not dare to scream.

Yu San moved up and stood up with his hands on his back. He said with a sullen face: "Yu Mo is dead, Bai Weiwei is definitely not protected. How can Yu Jia's sorcerer's searchmanship fail?"

The body of pure yang is the best looking human.

Because the body of such a person is simply a little sun in the eyes of a ghost.

You can see where you are hiding.

But Bai Weiwei seems to be suppressed, and no light of the small sun disappears in the sea, completely impossible to find.

The disciple said: "I really can't find it, Shi Shu, our team, even the divination is used, but a huge force makes us unable to continue."

Everything to find people has been used.

Bai Weiwei is like an enchantment around him.

No roots in the air.

Yu San moved to breathe and waved, "Go down."

Now is not the time to punish them, his most important thing is to find Bai Weiwei.

So the more disciples the better.

The child who thought that he would be punished was relieved and immediately quit.

Yu San moved to see people retreat, picking up the cup on the table and picking up the floor.

Day and night suffered from the tears of the soul, and clearly found the best pure Yang body.

People are lost.

Yu San moved his brow wrinkled, isn't it...

Impossible, he is flying in front of his own eyes.

However, the way Bai Weiwei hides is really too advanced.

Yu San moved to think more and more afraid, he immediately entered the Yujiabao library.

Treasures of various precious things are placed, one of which appears as a bronze mirror.

Prophecy ancient mirror.

This mirror has two functions.

One is to evoke the deepest greed of the heart, and the other is prophecy.

The more people who open it, the more effective it is for the ancient mirror.

The ability of Yu Sanqian can only open the ancient mirror for a minute.

And it is not necessarily accurate.

Fortunately, the ancient mirror can limit the problem. He solemnly opened the ancient mirror with a special technique, and then asked: "The whereabouts of Bai Weiwei, Yu Moqian's life and death."

(End of this chapter)