Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 1664 The spirit behind the little celestial master (7)

  The female ghost kept running along her back.

  Bai Weiwei's mind went blank, and she remembered her yellow talisman, and then she took out a yellow talisman to stick on the female ghost's face.

   There was a scream coming from nowhere.

   Startled Bai Weiwei, the yellow talisman actually stuck to her hair, but not to the ghost's face.

  Hair suddenly burned.

   A violent force appeared in the yellow talisman, burning a yellow flame.

  The female ghost screamed terribly, she couldn't bear to live, her pale face suddenly bled from all seven orifices.

  Bai Weiwei's foot trembled, and she fell down the stairs.

   She hit the wall of the stairwell, feeling dizzy.

"Are you OK."

  A pleasant and deep voice sounded.

  Bai Weiwei trembling lips, "No, nothing."

   After finishing speaking, she raised her head belatedly, but saw a pair of feet wearing black cloth shoes, which were floating five centimeters above the ground.

   Then she looked up and saw Yu Moqian's handsome face.

  He casually fiddled with the pen with his fingers, not wearing his school uniform again.

   Instead, restore the original appearance.

  A dark blue men's gown, with a beautiful Hetian jade pendant hanging on his waist.

  The long black hair was braided into a braid and fell behind his head, following his floating body, and flicking it from time to time.

  The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his dark, dull eyes carried a deadly delicacy.

   If it wasn't for his feet off the ground.

  Bai Weiwei would feel that the young man in front of her was good-looking and full of aura.

  It seems to have come out of the paintings of the Republic of China.

  Bai Weiwei tried to hypnotize herself, this is the goal of the strategy, the goal of the strategy.

   I ran away now, but I still have to come back later.

  So Bai Weiwei stretched out her trembling hands, and gently grabbed his trousers.

   Then she raised her eyes, and there was a sincere plea in her watery eyes.

   "You, can you save me?"

  The girl's voice, as clear as spring water, seemed a bit out of place in this dirty place.

   The power of the yellow talisman is limited.

  After the female ghost's hair was burned, the flame disappeared.

  The corridor returned to the darkness and the looming moonlight.

  The boy's expression had a strange sense of solidification.

  His voice was calm, and he said in a provocative tone: "Oh, let me save you?"

  The female ghost jumped down from the stairs with a bang.

  The whites of her eyes were all bloodshot, as if soaked in blood.

  She was stimulated by Bai Weiwei, full of resentful anger, "I want you to die, I want you to die."

  Bai Weiwei was frightened, and immediately stretched out her hands to tightly hug those floating feet.

   Both are ghosts.

  Choose a good-looking hugger.

  Death also dies in the hands of a good-looking ghost.

   After Bai Weiwei hugged his legs, she felt shivering, frighteningly cold.

   But Yu Moqian tilted his head strangely when she rushed over and hugged his legs, as if he was very puzzled.

  The female ghost's remaining hair was like spikes, piercing through the handrail of the stairs and piercing directly to Bai Weiwei's head.

  Bai Weiwei watched in horror as the long hair came attacking her. She was so frightened that she immediately closed her eyes, tightly hugging Yu Moqian's leg, rubbing her face against his dark blue robe.

  Yu Moqian looked down at her like a poor little animal, trembling with fright.

  His face was calm, and he stretched out his fingertips to lightly touch her hair.

  The female ghost's hair had already attacked, but the boy calmly raised his hand and grabbed the long hair.

  Severe pain appeared on the female ghost's face.

  (end of this chapter)