Chapter 1757 The Spirit of the Heavenly Master (135)

In this plane, Bai Weiwei encountered an unimaginable difficulty pattern.

Later, she came to a cookie dough, and she estimated that there would be a psychological shadow.

She slowly stepped back a few steps behind him, just behind the iron ladder, and under the iron ladder, there was a distance from the roof.

If you fall down like this and fall to the next level, you may not die.

But the disability is very likely.

Her breathing gradually calmed down, and she looked at her facelessly.

System: "The degree of stability of the soul is still not enough to incite the soul connection of the two of you."

The system is also broken.

It really made Bai Weiwei stay in this plane and live forever. Everything they had done before was dry.

Bai Weiwei heard the reminder of the system, and the brain turned a bunch of methods.

There are many ways to abuse people.

However, Yu Moqian is now in a strong position.

It is very difficult to abuse his soul.

Yu Mo moved to see her face indifferent, her eyes calm and terrible, the delicate face even with a few stunned blush, recently did not cut short hair, has reached the shoulders, gently floating in the cold wind.

Her appearance even made him feel strange.

Yu Mo moved to see her and took a few steps back, her heart trembled, and pain appeared from his eyes.

He never thought about the two of them and will go to this step.

Yu Moqian’s voice was dull and she was reluctant to scare her. “Let’s go back, Wei Wei, I will play when you come out.”

Bai Weiwei just licked her lips and looked at him with a strange look.

She even raised her hand indiscriminately, and sent a few smack to the face, and gave it to her ear.

Then she said, "I don't."

A light and awkward sentence.

I can't say that there is more power, but I am very worried.

The distance between the two is only a short distance, but it is like a galaxy.

Bai Weiwei sneered, "Why, I have to lock me up, or lock it up. I am not your thing. If you want to know what to do, who would like a strong x and prisoner, I am not shaking m."

The sentence is cold, her smile is a little bit malicious.

Yu Mo's hand, slowly falling down, he just looked at her with a pair of sad eyes.

Bai Weiwei is indifferent, her malicious and willfulness is naive and vicious than the most ignorant child.

"But just play with you, the feelings of this year are so worthless, what are you stubborn, so you don't understand."

This is so poisonous that people want to kill the host.

The system listened to the slag.

However, the soul of Yu Moqian actually began to be unstable.

These words are more powerful than Bai Weiwei’s escape for a hundred times.

Bai Weiwei ridiculed his face and closed his chest with his hands.

"Life and life bind my soul, what qualifications do you have to do this, have you passed my consent?"

The hatred in her eyes came out.

Yu Moqian saw the true hatred in her eyes, he felt difficult to breathe, the whole person was crumbling, he went further.

Seems to want to hold her eyes.

Being hated is not the same as knowing that she is hated.

Bai Weiwei's eyebrows are picking up, his eyes are cold and terrible.

"If you are concerned about the use of my life, you will give me a little bit of your love, I don't want to be with you, you love me, you love yourself."

Bai Weiwei is not afraid of his approach, but she also took a few steps.

The cold wind blew her forehead, her eyes were under the scattered hair, cold and bright.

(End of this chapter)