Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

Chapter 1789: The Spirit behind the Little Celestial Master (84)

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"Looking at the size, this small formation can only catch about a hundred or so."

Bai Weiwei looked up, her red face full of admiration.

"Amazing."

Yu Moqian snorted coldly, "It's so powerful, the formation is big enough to wipe out tens of thousands of ghosts."

He was better than that trash in every way, and he was suffocated to death after being suppressed for so many years. After finally suppressing the trash, it would be hard to relieve the bad anger in his heart unless it was destroyed.

Yu Moqian raised his hand, and a pen appeared in his hand.

The ink splashed out from the pen, and the dense yellow symbols went from line to entity in just an instant.

Those yellow talismans fell to the ground, expanding the array even bigger.

Bai Weiwei tried to step out, but found nothing wrong.

Although Yu Moqian was smiling, there was no smile in his eyes.

Even with a malicious look.

"It's okay, there is no problem with people getting in."

Bai Weiwei said casually, "That brother can't step in, lest it hurt you."

Yu Moqian frowned, he was also human.

Bai Weiwei doesn't know yet.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed Bai Weiwei's collar, and dragged it towards the middle of the formation.

"You should study hard, ignorant and stupid."

Is he human, and she can't see it

It's no wonder that Yu Moqian's ghost is malicious to her every day.

It's all malevolence.

Hang her up and spank or something.

After all, such a good qualification, even self-study will not be so bad.

And put her in a cage and throw a pair of ghosts into it to scare her so that she is not afraid of ghosts.

Not his.

It was Yu Moqian's maliciousness that was absorbed by him.

Bai Weiwei was dragged into the middle of the formation by him, he pressed her head rudely, "Take a good look at the pattern of the yellow talisman, and the decorations, I can't remember the next time I will hang you up and beat you."

Bai Weiwei: "..."

Damn, can you pretend to be Yu Moqian like you can.

Her little sweetie wouldn't be so cruel to her.

Sooner or later, this straight male cancer scumbag will break him into two pieces, and pour all the ink in his pen into the toilet to flush it out.

She rubbed her eyes and said pitifully, "You are so fierce, brother."

The system was just drinking water and nearly choked to death.

Hearing the host's goosebumps revolting tone, it couldn't help shaking.

Although it is to coax people, can it be normal.

That voice is sweet enough to make diabetes.

But Yu Moqian really liked this, she was pitiful, looking at him with red eyes, she simply satisfied Yu Pen's malicious taste.

So the favorability level went up.

The system looks at favorability level one.

Falling into deep contemplation, is it getting old or not understanding the market of young people.

The host is so sickly, normal people just want to pour her cement and throw her into the sea.

Yu Moqian... how do you like this

Of course, Yu Moqian didn't like this, but he was thinking about grabbing his soul.

The closer Bai Weiwei is to him, the more her soul will react.

When she whined, in Yu Moqian's eyes, it meant intimacy.

The more affectionate and affectionate, the coward's soul can't hold back.

He reached out and touched her hair, bowed his head and said softly, "It's me who's wrong, and I'll be cruel to you in the future."

Bai Weiwei couldn't help showing a smile, "You said before that you want to protect me for the rest of your life."

Yu Moqian's expression remained unchanged, his eyes were deep and emotionless, "In the future, I will protect you for the rest of my life."

Bai Weiwei reached out, grabbed his fingers, and whispered, "Really?"