Chapter 1727 The Spirit of the Little Heavenly Master (101)

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

The mirror is cracked even by excessive use.

Yu Moqian saw a picture in the mirror.

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

"We will be together, always together."

He was very happy in the mirror and could even see that he was very excited.

Is this their wedding?

Bai Weiwei wore a white wedding dress.

Yu Mo moved some strangely to look at this picture.

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

Even her smile, in places he couldn't see, was unusual...indifferent.

Yu Mo moved to stare at the mirror.

And when they were separated, the expression on Bai Weiwei's face changed instantly, from cold to happiness, but only a fraction of a second.

Nothing in the mirror found himself. He gave her a bouquet of flowers. "Then I will go out and arrange the wedding. You can take a break now."

Bai Weiwei kicked his foot and kissed his face. He smiled and said, "Know, uncle's uncle."

Too real.

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

However, Bai Weiwei in this mirror prophecy is like her in every move.

Bai Weiwei saw him go out.

The smile on her lips gradually disappeared, and she whispered, "I can leave."

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

It was a very pleasant thing for her.

After she finished, she turned and left, there was no love in her eyes, and even her expression was relieved.

It seems that leaving him is a very happy thing.

Her figure slowly disappeared into the ancient mirror.

The ancient mirror was also broken, and one piece was broken at the foot of Yu Moqian.

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

It is like the deepest darkness that stretches out.

Bai Weiwei was awakened by the thunder and she saw the heavy rain outside the window, and she was very calm and closed the window.

Then she went to the bathroom and came back to bed, just about to pull the quilt.

A flash of light brightened the room.

Sitting in the quiet side of the bed, a figure.

Bai Weiwei’s first reaction, and it’s a ghost again?

The next moment she recognized that it was Yu Moqian, she was relieved, "I am back, Yu Da Ge."

In the darkness, Yu Mo moved to see her with a deep and strange look.

It was cold and cold.

Bai Weiwei, who had been in a state of mixed eating and eating, broke out at this moment.

She looked blank, but her heart flashed a lot of speculation.

What happened to Yu Moqian?

Also malicious body?

Still amnesia?

Or ghost upper body?

His eyes, his mother's twisted and morbid, are no different from her previous targets of the disease.

It seems to be aware of the changes in the eyes of Bai Weiwei.

Yu Moqian’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he touched his fingers without hesitation, and there was a ring on his finger.

The ring is very quaint, bare and nothing to embellish, there are only a few spell-like lines.

Bai Weiwei pressed all the vigilance into her heart and rose very naturally, reaching out to hug his waist.

She put her head on his lap.

It may be because of sleepiness, her voice is a little hoarse, "What time is it?"

Very intimate action.

Yu Moqian hesitated for a moment, only reached out and touched her hair and said softly: "At three in the morning, I went to pick up the door of Tiandaomen."

(End of this chapter)