Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 1751 The spirit behind the little celestial master (100)

  I'm afraid that the pen that has absorbed my own malice will become sanity again and **** my body.

  After all, his current malice is not killing spirit, loneliness and despair.

  It is an obsession with a person.

  It only took a while for her mind to come out, and the transition from killing Bai Weiwei to liking her and torturing her took only a few minutes.

   If I let my malice come to my senses again, probably at that time.

  Bai Weiwei's biggest enemy is not others.

   It was him.

  Bai Weiwei's face was ignorant and gorgeous, she didn't understand what he said at all, so she took the initiative to kiss him.

  Yu Moqian only felt that her smell was a seductive poison.

   He couldn't help reaching out and touching her hair, deepening the kiss.

  This is an illusion, and it cannot be completely degenerated.

  He secretly warned himself in his heart, but he couldn't get rid of such a sweet illusion.

  Under the cold moonlight, he slowly hugged her, and she obediently lay in front of him, her hair slipping down between his fingers, his breathing became messy and heavy.

   And her posture also changed, from pure to coquettish and unrestrained, every movement is seducing him to keep falling down.

  Yu Moqian's pupils were terribly red.

  His back was arched, his muscles were tense, and hot sweat was streaming from his brow.

  Bai Weiwei's warm breath blew against his ears, "Brother Yu, can I be with you forever?"

  Yu Moqian's eyes blurred, his thin lips trembled, and finally he sighed.

   "You know, this is what I want."

together forever.

  What he wants is actually this.

  Maliciously he still retains the greatest sense of insecurity.

   After all, it was forever too long, he was afraid that Bai Weiwei would not like him and left halfway.

  Bai Weiwei laughed softly, "It's no wonder I didn't leave you..."

  Her voice became cold, causing Yu Moqian a sharp pain in his chest, the confusion in his eyes disappeared instantly, and he quickly looked up.

   Only then did I realize that I was still standing in front of the mirror.

   And there is no picture on the mirror.

  He was panting in cold sweat.

  Mirrors can inspire what a person desires and fears the most.

  Yu Moqian covered his face with trembling fingers. He just experienced what he wanted most and what he was afraid of.

   Get her, lose her.

  Yu Moqian's breathing was disordered for a long time before he managed to suppress the discomfort in his chest and let his breathing return to normal.

  Yu Sanqian is dead.

  Heavenly Dao Sect will be in chaos for a while, during this time he will go to another place to live in seclusion with Bai Weiwei.

  Yu Moqian put away the mahogany sword, which is one of the treasures of Tiandaomen.

  But it's more of his stuff.

  He took it back with a clear conscience.

  Yu Moqian's footsteps were still a little weak, he turned around and wanted to leave.

  But suddenly thought of something, he stopped and looked back at the mirror.

  The mirror also has the effect of prophecy.

  Although too complicated predictions sometimes make mistakes, sometimes... they are very accurate.

  Yu Moqian stared at the mirror with dark eyes for a long time before hesitatingly reached out and opened the ancient mirror again.

  There were ripples in the ancient mirror, he pressed his five fingers on the mirror, and asked softly: "Can Yu Moqian and Bai Weiwei be together forever?"

  The mirror is silent.

  This question spans too long.

   So the mirror is incapable of answering?

  Yu Moqian didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or to be disappointed. Just as his finger was about to leave the mirror, two words appeared on the mirror.

"cannot."

  Yu Moqian's fingers stiffened, his face turned cold.

   Not necessarily true.

   Mirrors are not necessarily correct.

  Yu Moqian convinced himself, but couldn't help asking: "Why?"

   Why can't they be together forever.

  (end of this chapter)