Death, death, law, pen?

Why the name? It doesn't feel lucky at all! "Do you really want that name? Can't you change it? Shaoqing was a little depressed and asked if the name of this pen could be changed, but the message from him was indeed that it could not be changed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Death Pen is Death Pen Shaoqing accepted the name for the time being, but secretly thought that one day he would change it.

As for why this pen is enlightened, Shaoqing doesn't care so much, how can the price of the mysterious person's product be reduced!

Shaoqing looked at the words on the wall, and his heart was eager to try, at this time, I don't know if there is a comparison with them?

Holding the pen in hand, a little, the chill is beginning to appear, and the cold is deepening day by stroke.

However, these cold qi is of little effect on Shaoqing, and the last stroke, "cold" Shaoqing read it softly, each spell has its own formula, this magic is like a person's own name, and the power of the spell will be added when casting the spell, Shaoqing thought, so when he writes the word, will the power increase?

She quietly watched the word "cold" she wrote collide with a certain word on the wall, and suddenly the temperature in the cave was thick and cold.

She opened her silver eyes wide and didn't let go of the scene of them fighting, the words on the wall were stronger than before, Shaoqing had fought with the words on the wall more than once, but she always failed.

Shaoqing sighed and comforted himself: "It's okay, don't you have something to gain?" No hurry! Although every ending is a failure, she is also gaining experience in failure, and every failure is one step closer to success.

Took another Bigu Pill from the savings bag, and was unconscious in the water for so long, Shaoqing feels incredible when he thinks about it now, at this time there is nowhere to write on the ground, suddenly, Shaoqing shifted his gaze to the wall, can those words be written?

Walking forward, Shaoqing held the font on the wall, just like the calligraphy in his previous life.

But the world of cultivating immortals is different from the earth after all, and every time she writes a stroke, in addition to the chill brought by the two words, there is also the collision of the two words. Shaoqing only wrote a stroke, but the words he wrote had been defeated by it and dissipated into the air.

And the cold air of their fight also scratched Shaoqing's shoulder, and blood flowed out of her shoulder, adhering to the principle of not wasting it, Shaoqing took the pen and stayed at the wound with the pen, letting it suck his own blood.

Looking at the words on the wall, Shaoqing forgot for a moment that he had stopped the pen on his shoulder, thinking that it would continue to suck his blood uncontrollably, but he didn't want it to stop smoking after only sucking so much.

Shaoqing looked at the pen that called itself the Death Pen and chuckled: "I didn't expect you to still have some conscience, so I'm more relieved." ”

Yes, it's reassuring, not reassuring.

The red notches on the barrel of its pen have become milky white by absorbing Shaoqing's blood, but the body of the pen is even more evil, and at a glance it is a magic weapon of a person in the Demon Dao.

When Shaoqing was about to continue modeling, her heart suddenly increased violently, and she pressed her hand tightly on her heart, bang! Bang! Bang! The sound of a heart beating sounds in my brain.

She suddenly remembered Yun Miao, gritted her teeth and said, "It must be him!" Damn it! ”

In addition to the unusual rhythm of the heart, Shaoqing also felt the loss of blood, she was really unwilling! It's her brainchild! I don't know how long it will take to raise it, it is estimated that Shaoqing has already built the foundation now, but she is still rolling in the Qi refining period!

Shaoqing would rather exchange pain for the loss of her heart's blood, she didn't know what Yun Miao was doing, and she didn't know what he was going to do with her heart's blood, she was just a Qi refining cultivator, even with her current pure-blooded heart's blood, she couldn't help Yun Miao much.

So, why did he do it? Shaoqing thought about it and had only one ideal, and that was that he was warning her, she may have been away from the sect for a long time, but isn't it normal for a monk to practice!

With nowhere to be angry in his heart, Shaoqing scolded: "Vampire! Dead perverted! Dead madman! How can you come out and walk around when you are sick and harm others! ”

I don't know if it's her delusion, how can she feel that these losses have been faster since she scolded?

If you have the ability, you will suck her blood dry! Don't try to make her admit her mistake! She's right! It's the world that's wrong! Shaoqing was really depressed to death, and he was trying to comprehend the spell but was interrupted.

Shaoqing thought that his face had probably become miserable and pale, and it was estimated that he could be compared with the legendary vampires in his previous life, and the large loss of blood had made Shaoqing already lose his mind.

Looking at the words of Mandongfu, she had never hated these words so much, because she was really dizzy! Eyes full of words!

The blood loss was only a little bit, and the blood orchid on Shaoqing's chest stopped sucking blood, but fortunately, the loss of sperm blood was not large, it was mostly ordinary blood, and it may be that her subordinates were merciful, the pen in her hand disappeared silently in her hand, and the blood in Shaoqing's heart gradually began to recover after the loss stopped, but it only stopped recovering halfway through.

She slept for half a month, Shaoqing touched her flat belly, took Bigu Dan, and woke up in a coma this time, Shaoqing still couldn't react.

After a long time, she suddenly found that her magic pen was missing, and she rummaged through her savings bag, but there was still no trace of the magic pen.

At this time, there was a movement in the dantian, Shaoqing thought that the yin and yang fish had changed, and when he looked at it, he didn't know when the magic pen automatically ran to the dantian.

"Why did you run there, that's the location for the natal magic weapon, come out quickly!" Shaoqing frowned, and said to it in a not very good tone, how can one or two like to be interested in dantian.

The death magic pen flashed, no matter how Shaoqing shouted it, it didn't come out, and the worst thing was that Shaoqing couldn't get it out himself. couldn't shout, Shaoqing let it go.

And the death pen is unhappy, it is so busy saving the master, but the master doesn't even give it a dantian, you don't give it a place to live, it still stays!

Shaoqing saw that this pen was so spiritual, so it was not the magic weapon level stage, at least there was a magic weapon stage, but it was only in the magic weapon stage on the surface, and it was said that only the magic weapon that could grow was so, so it would not lose if it lived in the dantian.

But she was afraid that Yun Miao would explore her dantian again, and at that time, how should she explain the similarity between the magic pen and his little sword.

The loss of essence and blood, Shaoqing decided to continue cultivating in this cave, and it took a few months for her to finally make up for the damage caused by the loss of essence and blood.

Since Bigu Dan was about to run out, Shaoqing had to start concentrating on breaking this door, this "cold" word, Shaoqing had practiced it thousands of times, so she began to attack a word on the wall.

She didn't know what was going on, maybe as long as she reached a certain level, this door would automatically let her go, but on this day, when Shaoqing wrote the word "cold" again and touched the word on the wall, the door suddenly opened.

The door opened suddenly, so that Shaoqing was not prepared at all, the door opened, but her heart was a little lost, although this cave was not her own cave mansion, but it was the most comfortable and free place she lived.

The words left by the owner of this cave house taught her the spell of word cultivation, no matter whether this matter was deliberately arranged or not, since she came to the immortal cultivation world, this time has been the most relaxed.

"Thank you!" Shaoqing took one last look at the cave, thanked it, and began to leave.