Chapter 1702： Behind the Little Heavenly Master (74)

Chapter 1702, The Spirit of the Little Heavenly Master (74)

Bai Weiwei lay flat on the bed and looked dull.

The system tried to comfort: "It’s just zero. Think about the men you used to have fifty good feelings. You were full of fighting spirits at that time."

Bai Weiwei pulled the quilt and put it on her face.

"I am dead, don't talk to me, sixty good feelings don't pay me back, I can't save."

In the past, those feelings of goodness were so few at the beginning.

Without expectation, naturally there is no disappointment, of course she is full of fighting spirit.

But is this good feeling zero?

It’s so sweet to sixty, how happy she is.

Take back her good feelings.

She wants to hang herself with the sheet, she is not alive.

System: "If you die, you can't run away. You still have to go to the Raiders."

Bai Weiwei got up silently and started to screw the sheet. He twisted it into a rope and sang: "I have a hard time. When I was three years old, my mother died at the age of seven. When I went out, I went to a ghost and went home. I finally met a cookie. It is all poisonous and poisonous."

The system squinted at the ear. "Don’t sing, you are still not dead."

Bai Changyan lived alive and well.

Where is the death.

Bai Weiwei: "Art processing is always going to be bad."

System: Is art processing a dead family?

Bai Weiwei screwed up the rope and said: "You, can you have a physical entity?"

System: "No, you can't touch me."

Ye Yuxuan of the real world is fine.

Bai Weiwei does not have that strength.

Of course, this is too sang, it still does not say.

Bai Weiwei looked at the rope. "It's a pity. I'm going to hang you up and see if I can hang you normally."

system:"?"

Bai Weiwei: "It must be that you are broken, or how good it is possible to return to zero."

The system immediately explained: "Not me, the male soul is damaged, the damaged soul includes the memory of getting along with you, you are now a stranger, how can he have a good feeling for you."

Amnesia is the old **** dog.

It thought it would be useful to host a shameless face.

Who knows that Yu Moqian is so unlucky, it has become a victim of the amnesia army.

Bai Weiwei: "I don't listen, I am sure you are broken."

system:"……"

The host is crazy.

The cookies are really not to be eaten, they are all poisonous.

A good host, seeing the negative 50 good feelings can not face the color of the mood.

It’s good now, and it’s hit by a 60-degree sensation.

I lost my mind.

That's horrible.

The system was laborious and comforted: "At least the sideline mission is complete."

Before the relocation of the soul, the ghosts of killing were more than a hundred, and they were all thousands.

After the quest is completed, Bai Weiwei will not be shocked at least.

Bai Weiwei: "There is no main line, let the branch line roll."

She wants to continue to be salted fish.

The system couldn't help but open its own drawer and looked at the few things inside.

Otherwise, send a host gift to make her happy.

If she does not work, she will change from a salted fish to a salty fish that will turn over.

Just when the system is picking gifts.

Bai Weiwei suddenly got up, she reached out and rubbed her face, and the deadness in her eyes suddenly turned into light.

She was full of energy and said: "Forget it, time is so much, and it is too late to brush it again. We will once again enter the place of suppression and go to find Mo Mo."

system:"???"

The mood of the host is terrible than the tsunami.

The ups and downs of fluctuations make people completely forced.

The system stuffed the gift back into the drawer and said, "Okay, let's go and brush it."

Bai Weiwei immediately packed his hands and feet, then opened the hotel door and ran out.

The system is so powerful that it is too fast.

Then it knows what to look at the ceiling.

Seeing a hanged ghost hanging on the ceiling light, it spit out his tongue and said, "I am suffering, I am three years old and my mother is seven years old and dead~~~~"

system:"……"

(End of this chapter)