Chapter 170: My Sick and Weak Husband 2
Ever since Bai Yu came here, she had heard a lot of news about the destruction of her siblings.
The body's reaction at that moment is to want to leave, her character in this world is very timid, and the first thing that comes to mind when she encounters anything is to escape.
So Bai Yu quickly found his partner, the Black Impermanence Brothers.
"Bai Mei hooked her soul so quickly? I'm a little slow here, this guy got a ginseng out of nowhere, and he actually hung his life. Black Impermanence sighed, "Looks like I'm going to be here for a long time." ”
Bai Yu shook her head, her eyes looked at Hei Wuchang expectantly, "Brother Hei, can I discuss something with you?" ”
Hei Wuchang looked over and rolled up the chains in his hand, "Bai Mei, you say." ”
Bai Yu cleared his throat, "My weak scholar may not be small, and he is also delayed, I am afraid that I am young and will offend this ancestor, and I want to change people with Brother Hei." ”
When Hei Wuchang heard this, his face stiffened slightly, he looked at the staff who had begun to recover their ruddy appearance, he felt very eye-catching just now, but now he immediately felt a lot more pleasing to the eye.
He had an apologetic look on his face, "Sister Bai, it's not that my brother won't help you, we've been hooking souls together for a thousand years, and I've never seen any winds and waves, but this member has already been engraved on my soul hooking book, and if I want to exchange it with you, I can't do it." ”
Bai Yu slandered, isn't this black impermanence also afraid of accidents, and the words are so good.
But the people refused, and they couldn't make it difficult for them, so they could only nod weakly, "Okay, let's go back first if the black brother hooks the soul, I may have to spend a few days." ”
Seeing that he didn't need himself anymore, Hei Wuchang hurriedly agreed, "It's okay, I'll go to the judge to say a few words to you." ”
Bai Yu nodded again and floated back to the house.
By the time she arrived, the scholar had already risen, and he was sitting on a chair in the courtyard with a book of poems.
Bai Yu was surprised, he looked like he was going to die just now, and he recovered so quickly?
Could it really be an immortal?
Life is so hard.
She looked at the soul hook, so she floated next to the scholar, Bai Yu looked at the sky and sighed, "Hey, when will this short-lived scholar hang up." ”
As soon as Bai Yu's words fell, the scholar's hand holding the poetry book trembled in a place that Bai Yu couldn't see, and the face blocked by the poetry book was pale and colorless, but his eyes were as bright as the starry sky.
Bai Yu looked at it and couldn't hook her soul for a short time, and when she saw that there were no other names in her soul book, she put her tongue away, put the soul conjuring pan into her sleeve, and began to float around the house.
The originally windless courtyard began to blow gusts of wind because of her fluttering, which made the scholar cough a few times immediately.
And Bai Yu walked around the whole house, felt that there was nothing unusual, and felt very bored, so he went into the house again to find a shady place to doze off.
When there was only one scholar left in the courtyard, the yin wind slowly dissipated, as if he had a sense, he slowly put the poetry book in front of him, first lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, and then turned his head slightly, his eyes flashed, he looked into the room, stared at a certain place for a while, and then continued to look at the poetry book again.
If Bai Yu knew about this, he might be extremely shocked.
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