Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 401 Cultivation Master's Blackened Apprentice (64)

  The words in her mouth suddenly couldn't continue, his face was extremely pale,

  Although his face is still young, his expression is extremely tired, as if a person who has been drawn away from his anger will die at any time.

   And even the color of the hair has turned gray.

  Compared to the handsome and radiant him before, this is so miserable that those who see it will cry and those who hear it will be sad.

  Bai Weiwei felt that she might collapse because she looked at him so miserable.

  I felt that if I abused him again, my conscience would not be able to bear it.

   "You...forget it, go down."

  Bai Weiwei let go of her hand, letting him leave with a look of disgust.

   It seems that he doesn't even have the heart to torture and revenge him.

  Ning Yishu held the towel, was stunned for a moment, and then said softly: "Master, let me stay."

  Bai Weiwei: "..."

  Bai Weiwei looked at his haggard and lifeless face, unable to say any vicious words.

  The handsome male protagonist of cool texts has become the main force in the tragedy of abusive texts with no spiritual roots.

   Seeing that she didn't chase him away, Ning Yishu came over, handed her a towel, and prepared clothes, shoes and socks for her.

  Bai Weiwei felt that she really couldn't show her vicious persona.

  After finishing everything, Ning Yishu said, "Then I'm going down, Master."

  Bai Weiwei couldn't speak when she said "fuck off".

   When Ning Yishu left, Bai Weiwei looked haggard at her eighty-five favorability.

   "For the first time, I don't want to abuse people."

  Ning Yishu had a miserable face, unable to torture him.

System: "He doesn't have a spiritual root, but he still has luck. The luck of the entire plane is on him, and there is no discussion about the counterattack every minute. The soul of the sky is awakened, and what he eats is his spiritual root. Next, his qi The point of luck is the addition of the root of the soul of the sky."

  Bai Weiwei looked at the blood bar on the person above her head, which was as stable as Mount Tai.

  In Ning Yishu's mind, her vicious persona probably won't collapse.

so…

  She decided not to abuse her anymore, and happily completed the task, not making things difficult for herself.

  Ning Yishu struggled to carry the bucket, he became a useless person, and his life expectancy is not long.

  After all, the spiritual root is completely destroyed, and the body is also crippled.

  Suddenly, the bucket in his hand came out, and the whole person coughed desperately.

  The body has collapsed to a certain extent, and he can't even lift a bucket of water.

   Such waste, I guess she doesn't like it even more.

  Ning Yishu thought that she would kill him as soon as she opened her eyes.

   Or seeing him like this, want to keep him and slowly torture him to death?

  Ning Yishu laughed at himself, tried to stand up straight, raised his head but his whole body froze.

  Bai Weiwei was actually sitting on the wall, dressed in white clothes like snow, with picturesque eyes, and a bunch of red flowers next to her, not as colorful as her.

  She looked at him coldly, expressionless.

   Ning Yishu suddenly lowered his head in embarrassment, "Master."

  No matter how useless he used to be, he wouldn't be so weak that he couldn't even lift a bucket of water.

  Seeing Bai Weiwei, he felt inferior and panicked.

  Bai Weiwei suddenly waved her hand, and the wet parts of his body dried up.

   "You really embarrass me."

  Ning Yishu pursed his lips, stood up straight, and tried his best to bear her contempt.

   "My apprentice doesn't need to do these rough jobs."

  Bai Weiwei's words were tinged with anger in the cold, but there was no cold reprimand.

  Ning Yishu was stunned, and looked up in disbelief.

  But she saw Bai Weiwei jumping down from the wall, turned around and left, when she reached the corner, she suddenly turned around and frowned slightly.

   "What are you doing in a daze, follow up."

  Ning Yishu became dull for a moment, and then he staggered to follow.

twenty four

  (end of this chapter)