Chapter 1729 The Spirit of the Little Heavenly Master (103)

So it calmly remedies: "There is nothing, everything is normal."

Bai Weiwei: "..."

I believe in the system, but the faint feeling of guilt in my heart makes her somewhat uneasy.

She looked up and looked at Yu Moqian.

I found that Yu Moqian had a gentle face and there was nothing wrong with his eyes.

Do you care too much?

Her expression was controlled, and she did not reveal a point. Then she closed her eyes and said, "What is the salary of the head?"

Yu Mo moved his finger and smiled and said: "Yes, I can afford you."

There are more wages, and there are a bunch of things that are forbidden.

The blush in Yu Mo's eyes appeared, he closed his eyes and suppressed the blush.

Then he opened his eyes again and smiled and said: "You are also the head of the future."

Bai Weiwei said, "What lady is not a lady, you have not yet proposed marriage."

Yu Moqian originally wanted to say that he had already checked a lot of information about marriage proposal, and the marriage proposal also considered a lot.

But he thought that once they got married.

She is leaving.

The prophecy of the ancient mirror is like a terrible shackle, which makes his lips shake.

He does not propose marriage and does not marry.

Then she can only stay with him and will not leave.

Yu Mo moved to silence for a long time, only to say: "Is it possible to propose marriage now?"

Bai Weiwei raised her eyes and some of the reactions did not come.

Said to propose marriage, this efficiency is too fast.

Yu Mo moved to pick her up and opened the ghost road and walked straight in.

Bai Weiwei did not respond back, they have gone out of the ghost road and came to a strange place.

The ancient style is decorated with various charms, gorgeous and strange.

Yu Moqian: "This is Tiandaomen."

Bai Weiwei nodded, but did not reveal any strange emotions, but some excited hands around his neck.

"Are you planning to marry me in your own home?"

Yu Mo moved to nod and stepped forward, and walked to a front door covered with Huang Fu.

The door was extremely heavy, and Yu Moqian whispered: "Open."

A few yellow characters turned into a villain, quickly pushing the heavy door.

Inside the door... is a huge rotunda.

Around the hall, there is a dense wooden sign.

A gloomy atmosphere made Bai Weiwei's hair numb.

Yu Mo's expression was unusually calm, and he walked in.

The door slowly closed.

The intimate vigilance of Bai Weiwei’s heart began to appear again.

She always felt that something was wrong.

But the system says everything is ok.

And there is no fluctuation in the degree of goodwill.

But where is the source of her anxiety?

Yu Moqian put Bai Weiwei down, they stood in the middle of a pile of spiritual halls.

Then Yu Mo moved his hand and a pen appeared in his hand.

The pen is drawn in the air, and the ink is all scattered.

This air transport thing has condensed for centuries of power, and he has been pressing the seal.

Now he untied the seal and completely consumed the power of the pen.

Draw a special array of rules.

The system saw the man painting the circle, and it went through the data to see what he had drawn.

The law is grounded, the dark colors, no power at all.

Yu Moqian knows that those simple lines consume all the condensed air of the pen.

The pen in his hand lost its luster and turned into dust and disappeared into his hands.

Yu Moqian's expression is still soft, his eyes are not changed at all, he holds Bai Weiwei's hand.

"Wei Wei, marry me, okay?"

Although Bai Weiwei felt that something was wrong, but for the familiarity of the marriage, it is natural to answer: "Good."

(End of this chapter)