"Anxia is also right?" She suddenly spoke, her eyes swept over the jade plate engraved with An and Leng, and without any words, she knew that An Xia was the same as Leng Suran. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

An Xia also obeyed the people above Leng Suran.

She couldn't imagine what kind of person it would be, who could wantonly drive many demons, and how powerful it would be to interfere with the Yakshas.

I can't guess what it is that can drive many demons and interfere in the underworld, demons? Or Hades?

"So what? Isn't it? Throwing her the jade plaque with the word An, he opened the passage to her room, "You should go back." ”

The Sichuan character in the center of her eyebrows was loosened, and she could only pray that she knew that he couldn't hide her existence for long, once those people really wanted to do it, Mo Xiaozao would have no chance to resist, and even Anxia would be ruined.

Mo Xiaozao didn't know what he was worried about, so he just stood up and walked out first.

Because her body had no protection, her flesh and bones were torn and painful, as if she was trying to peel her bones out of her body, and the black spots behind her writhed, disappeared on her skin, and were imprinted on her bones.

Stepping on the floor, his body broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, and he fell softly on the chair.

"I've told you everything I can say." He stood behind Mo Xiaozao and glanced at the computer that was sent in the room, "These three chapters are okay, you can try to revise them yourself, and just continue to write them by the way." ”

"Okay." She sat in a chair, closed her eyes and breathed softly, listening to Leng Suran's footsteps.

The door was shut, and her breathing was noticeable in the room.

She didn't know if she was asleep or not, but when her body was not in pain, she realized that she had gone from the chair to the bed.

Reach out and put the computer on your lap, turn on the computer and look at the article you have already written and continue writing.

The heroine in the text has successfully entered the first story, and in the story, the faint black occupies the body of the girl in the story.

Suddenly occupying someone else's body is not a novelty, but a trace of fear wells up from the heart.

Worried that she would be recognized by someone she knew, that the soul in her body would take revenge on her, and that she needed to do something.

Mo Xiaozao thought, reached out and held the mouse to the beginning of the chapter, marking a summary of the content to be written in the chapter.

It's a very simple number of crosses, so that she instantly knows what she wants to do in this chapter, how to make the heroine feel frightened to complete what her body needs to do, and also introduce the identity of the heroine.

The difference is that she gave up the ghost to let her hear the story, and chose to renovate the story of the leech spirit.

It's just that the difference is that she changed the identities in that story, and chose which dynasty she was in Wuhu Chaohua, as for the leech essence, she wrote it as Tuoba Xianbei.

The reason why she is set up as this Tuoba Xianbei is really because the sadness caused by this Tuoba Xianbei is deep enough.

After setting the identity of the leech spirit, she began to wonder what identity the heroine appeared, according to Tuoba Xianbei's character, she can eat Han women as two-legged sheep, how can the heroine be valued by Tuoba Xianbei, or cause Tuoba Xianbei to be so?

She wrote the synopsis of the story, and a phantom shadow appeared little by little in the black behind her, looking around, showing a big smile.

"Something seems to be missing." She rubbed her wrist and stared at the computer in front of her with a frown.

grabbed his phone and thought about it, logged in to QQ, and more than a dozen messages were mixed together, including Li Haiyang, Bai Luohuan, and chocolate.

After frowning and reading the records one by one, half of the messages were asking her about her article, as for Bai Luohuan, she only had one sentence, "Give me something to eat." ”

Turn off the phone, return the QQ, and habitually insert the long hair with his hand, pressing his scalp lightly and heavily.

Behind her, the shadow shrank, shrinking, and small black dots clinging to the back of her hand, moving little by little towards her head without warning.

I don't know how long it has been, the black dot has disappeared on the back of her hand, she also pulled out her hand, stroked the keyboard and made new changes to the original story, Tuoba Xianbei's identity will not change, and the identity of the heroine has become the shadow of Tuoba Xianbei.

She couldn't see that the black dot squirmed a few times in her sea of consciousness, and continued to go into the depths.

Most of the articles in my hand have been newly written, and the heroine, as a person who grew up with Tuoba Xianbei, left an excellent image for Tuoba Xianbei when she first came into contact.

As if stimulated, the black dots quickly rushed into her deepest mind, and the phantom reappeared, wearing the costumes of the Qiang tribe, and the ghostly aura emitted was condensed.

Pain.

Mo Xiaozao pressed his head, frowned and closed his eyes, his consciousness quickly appeared in his sea of consciousness, holding the magic pen and looking aside.

The empty sea of consciousness was black and misty, and for some reason it made her think of the place where Leng Suran took her, gray and colorless.

The black hand stretched out in the gray, obviously a phantom, but also with a power that should not be underestimated.

She looked at the ghost qi in front of her vigilantly, not knowing that there was a hand close to her behind her, and her body kept retreating, leaning towards the ghost qi left by An Xia step by step.

In an instant, her body was heavy, and obscure words came from her ears, and a black phantage surrounded her neck, sending a cold temperature.

The magic pen in his hand waved, and his body was thrown far away.

After stopping, she looked up, and the phantom in front of her smiled at her, and the black ghost energy continued to overflow, and disappeared in front of her in a flash.

"Not good." She exclaimed, and immediately thought that the ghost qi left by Anxia could be mobilized at will, and it could also be used by the ghost in her body.

While scolding his carelessness, he frantically waved the magic pen in his hand.

She tossed in her own consciousness, and she couldn't see her body outside, because her actions had turned white, as if she was going to end her life at any moment.

Boom.

Mo Xiaozao's body was picked up, and the phantom opened her mouth in an obscure voice, as if she was very unfamiliar with this tone, "Two-legged sheep, give me this body." ”

Two-legged sheep!

"You're a Karma?" Wide-eyed, I couldn't believe that when I wrote about Tuoba Xianbei, there would be such a ghost around me who had always been a triumphant.

"Hmph, I'm the royal family of the Qiang clan, Tuoba Xianbei!" The voice was harsh, ghostly and raging, and the gloomy eyes stared at her, knowing in her mind what this era was like.

Well, she's writing with him!

Tuoba Xianbei's heart was a hundred dissatisfied, this two-legged sheep actually dared to shape his life at will, and the strength in his hands increased, and the black ghost energy wrapped her layer by layer.

"I still have to replace this sheep body and find a good body." Tuoba Xianbei muttered to himself, staring at the deeper ghost aura and frowning. (To be continued.) )