Chapter 1683： Behind the Little Heavenly Master (55)

Chapter 1683 The Spirit of the Little Heavenly Master (55)

Yu Moqian feels that his cultivation is still very good, otherwise he can't get along with so many ghosts for so long, not crazy.

But for the first time, he felt that his body was full of ghosts, and a heart-rending emotion dragged him, making him feel bad.

He glanced at the little fresh meat, how to see how ugly.

Bai Weiwei pointed to the best one and said to him: "Look at this beautiful short hair, good-looking eyes and nose."

Yu Moqian felt that her aesthetics might be affected.

He succumbed for a long time and said: "Not good."

Bai Weiwei also pointed to one, "What about this?"

Yu Moqian’s tone is not good. “It’s ugly, not male or female.”

Bai Weiwei frowned. "That this?"

Yu Mo moved sitting cross-legged in the air, suddenly turned around and began to paint the body, not talking to Bai Weiwei.

He is angry.

I don't even know what I am mad at.

It must be that her aesthetic is not good, and what kind of man is chosen.

One is more ugly than a ghost.

How can a man grow so tender, so white, so sissy.

Yu Moqian painted his own body, painted and painted, and suddenly felt that he was also very tender, especially white, and also a special sissy.

He was originally a teenager and died, and he was very young.

All the symbols that the male matures are fixed, and they are fixed in age.

Even though the figure is tall, it is not as strong as an adult man.

It is more inclined to slenderness.

Not to mention a long hair that grows to the waist.

Yu Moqian painted and painted, and wanted to make himself mature.

But the maturity is not like yourself.

When I think of Bai Weiwei looking at his face, I think of other men.

He sighed in the empty chest.

In the end, he wiped the long hair and drew a short hair like a small fresh meat.

This is not so pregnant.

Yu Moqian is like an aerated frog, who wants to modify but is not reconciled.

Suddenly a pair of hands came out from behind his shoulders, a warm body against his back.

Bai Weiwei specially selected his ear to be angry. "It’s so beautiful to see, where is the little handsome guy, come on."

Yu Moqian almost fell from the air in the air.

The eyes must be painted.

He was bored for a while before he said, "Okay."

After painting, Yu Mo moved his eyes, the index finger ring finger merged, and a cold blue light appeared.

Entered the painted body.

This is a ghost that can consolidate the effect of ink.

No fire or water will melt.

Yu Moqian noticed that Bai Weiwei was still squatting and did not let go.

He coveted without snoring and let her squat.

The empty chest, the grievances gradually disappeared, but a soft sweetness came up.

Silky into the bone, tired of falling down.

[Hey, the man is so good. 】

One person, one ghost, is still a strange and warm way to get along.

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In addition to the family members, there are also some people in the circle who come to participate in the announcement of the heirs.

The head of Tiandaomen also came.

Because in addition to the announcement of the heirs, the Emperor’s Gate’s treasured ghosts and gossip maps will also be shown to the same people.

Huangdaomen and Tiandaomen are counted as this line. For centuries, there have been no sects scattered.

Even the number of roads in the Royal Road has been reduced.

There are also many incidents of abduction.

But some of the things left by the ancestors are still there.

Of course, it is impossible to compare with Tiandaomen.

(End of this chapter)