I'm covering this wretch

Chapter 253 Practicing Cursed Soul Resurrection

A certain wife who has been neglected thoroughly: "..."

How did this tea become bitter?

So bitter.

It's hard to drink, it's hard to drink, it's hard to drink.

Yun Qingcheng was completely unaware of the beautiful master's emotions, and murmured: "Master is here, could it be that I was dreaming? When did I fall asleep?"

Mo Bai put down his teacup and looked away guiltily.

She acted as if she didn't know anything about her husband and had nothing to do with her husband.

"Okay, just go to sleep." Yun Qingcheng quickly accepted the fact, and then he was overjoyed, and said, "Master, you are the one who wrote this cursed soul book, and the cursed soul resurrection technique in it is also written by you." Created. There are two disciples, I really can't understand, I hope Master can clear up the confusion!"

Saying that, with a smile on his lips, he stood up, walked over, moved to Mo Bai's side, and sat down.

There was a chatter, a burst of narration.

In this difficult spell, I explained to my beautiful master truthfully what I didn't understand.

Mo Bai: "..."

Why does it feel like lifting a rock and shooting yourself in the foot.

If he taught her, wouldn't he be speeding up the speed of his five-horse crematorium?

But if he doesn't teach her, it would be a bit shameful for him to be a teacher, and it would be embarrassing for him.

To teach, or not to teach.

This is a problem.

"Master?" Seeing that Mo Bai was silent, Yun Qingcheng reminded in surprise, "What's wrong with you? Didn't you hear the disciple's question? Why are you in a daze?"

The beautiful master had never been in a daze in front of himself in a dream before.

"Ah, oh, um."

After Mo Bai uttered three syllables with unclear meanings, he still couldn't pass the test in his heart and admitted it, "Disciple, I'm listening to your question. I was just thinking about how to answer you."

Yun Qingcheng looked expectantly.

Mo Bai suddenly wanted to die.

That's it.

Being stared at by her expectant and admiring little eyes, a man can't stand it.

Hey.

A crematorium is a crematorium.

Mo Bai began to answer Yun Qingcheng's questions, analyzing and explaining the difficult parts of the cursed soul resurrection technique one by one.

Yun Qingcheng listened attentively.

After half an hour—

"Disciple understands, thank you Master!" Yun Qingcheng saluted Mo Bai respectfully.

The biggest problem has been solved, "Two hours at most, this disciple will be able to learn it thoroughly, master it [-]%! I will definitely live up to your expectations, Master!"

Mo Bai turned his head.

A face of indifference.

As long as you are happy, daughter-in-law.

What a husband he is, it's really miserable.

Two hours later.

Yun Qingcheng woke up.

Outside the new house, the sky is already bright.

In midsummer, the morning sky is always extraordinarily bright, and the golden light of dawn inlaid a layer of gold on the clouds, which is very dreamy.

After Yun Qingcheng woke up, he was in a good mood.

"Finally done!"

This was the first sentence she said after she opened her eyes, and there was a happy arc on her lips.

She didn't even care about dressing up in the morning, and directly summoned the puppet puppet of the beautiful master to her side, and then, with the puppet as the center, she began to gather her soul power and engrave ancient mantras.

After a while, a string of small golden mantras condensed in mid-air.

A small string of incantations, connected again.

A circle was formed around the puppet of the beautiful master.

The circle is very beautiful, and the golden spell slowly rotates, very beautiful.The powerful vitality and soul burst out from it.

(End of this chapter)