Ji Yongchuan stood outside the Taoist temple, and some people with incense came over, and the strong popularity forced him to take a few steps back.
He looked down at his hand, which became vaguely transparent.
Has it been so weak
Even the body is starting to dissipate.
Suddenly he looked up, his eyes were indifferent, Bai Wen stood in the Taoist gate and looked at him coldly.
Bai Wen stepped out of the door, he took out a fine golden net with a paralyzed face, shook it, then looked at the position, and covered it directly on Ji Yongchuan's head just like catching a fish and throwing a net.
Ji Yongchuan's face changed, and he took a few steps back, but not as fast as the net.
Soon he was shrouded in the net, bound in the net and unable to escape.
Ji Yongchuan sat in the net, Junrong was calm, and there was no sense of panic.
"You don't have to rush to kill me, I will die tomorrow."
Bai Wen sneered: "I've never seen a ghost who dug out his heart dare to come and wander in front of me."
Without a heart, all power is lost.
This kind of ghost, Bai Wen can kill a row when he raises his hand.
Ji Yongchuan's ink was hanging on the ground with a calm expression, "I'm waiting for someone."
Bai Wen pulled out the peach wood sword, "Waiting for someone, it's almost dead."
Ji Yongchuan was about to say something, but saw Bai Weiwei running quickly in the Taoist temple.
Under the sun, her long hair was flying, covered with broken gold, and her clear eyes were full of his shadow.
Ji Yongchuan's expression softened, and he stretched out his fingers, eager to touch her.
However, when the fingertip touched the net, it was burned by a pure yang force.
His expression darkened, but he retracted his hand helplessly.
Now he is too weak to stand with her.
Bai Weiwei hurried over, "Uncle, why did you bully him?"
Bai Wen's face was cold, "It's true that women's colleges don't stay. You are facing an evil ghost, and you don't think about the identity of your Bai family."
Bai Weiwei: "My surname will be Ji, not Bai."
Bai Wen felt that he had been attacked.
When Ji Yongchuan heard these words, he looked up at her, his red eyes were all soft light.
He revealed an astonishing smile, perhaps, dying for her was the best thing he had done.
[Ding, the male protagonist's favorability is 88.]
This is an auspicious number.
Bai Weiwei squatted down, grabbed the net and dragged it, frowning, "This is... a little heavy."
The peach wood sword in Bai Wen's hand wanted to chop Bai Weiwei.
This is your niece, this is your damn niece who doesn't want to stay, stay here and stay here.
Don't kill her.
Bai Wen finally persuaded himself, and then performed a wind-fighting technique to make the ghosts in the net very light.
Bai Weiwei dragged the net, fluttering, she waved happily: "Goodbye, uncle."
Bai Wen: "Go away."
Bai Weiwei dragged Ji Yongchuan to the ghost world.
The channel of the ghost world was opened by Bai Wen, a private and exclusive channel, unimpeded, without a single ghost.
Ji Yongchuan was dragged along by Bai Weiwei.
He pursed his lips, was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Weiwei, where are you going?"
Bai Weiwei smiled, "I told my uncle that you are going to die, so I will take you back to the ghost world, so that when you die, you will return to your homeland."
Ji Yongchuan sat quietly in the net and sighed, "Then you don't have to tie me up."
Bai Weiwei paused, and the smile on the corner of her mouth disappeared. She looked at him sideways, and there was a trace of forbearance in her eyes.
"It's okay, this net doesn't work for a day, and you'll be out soon."