When Mo Xiaozao woke up, it was already a new day, looking at the time of ten o'clock, fortunately, now his manuscript was just starting, and it was not sent out, and there was no urgent pressure. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As for the other few articles, there are completely Bai Luohuan and chocolate business, so she doesn't have to worry about it at all.

While thinking like this, she reached out and held her hand and kneaded it, such a toss, although it was not so much, but the body was really unbearable discomfort, and it was hard to imagine how those evil ghosts who tossed day and night in the underworld survived.

Unconsciously thought of Tuoba Xianbei, there must be some reason why he didn't die in that place for so long.

Holding this thought, I turned over, and I could see a small white bead on the side of the table, with a blue post-it note, Tuoba Xianbei's memory.

She held the bead and studied it for a long time, not knowing what this thing was for.

Simply left the room and went downstairs, looked at Leng Suran who was eating in the room, and spread his hands, "What's the use of this thing?" ”

"Give you more experience, after all, you obviously don't have any experience by listening to other people's stories." Open your mouth to eat the egg you have caught in the bowl, put down your chopsticks and look at her.

"But what the hell is going to do with it?" She put the bead in her hand on the table and sat in front of him, "How to increase experience?" Just watching? ”

"Eat it." Leng Suran pinched the beads, and when she faced the sun, she could see the unique patterns on the beads.

When Meng Po asked him to learn to extract other people's memories, he still refused, and now extracting and giving away people has become a thing that he doesn't feel at all, and some people look like they are not things.

Hold her hand with one hand and place the bead on hers with the other.

She looked at the small beads in her palm, closed her eyes and threw them directly into her lips, bitterness spread on the tip of her tongue, and a large number of images appeared in her mind, each of which she had never experienced.

Mo Xiaozao pressed her head hard, smoothing out the pictures in her mind scene by scene, as if she was Tuoba Xianbei, resentful, liking, even with the slaughter intertwined in her heart, and the distribution of messy things didn't make sense.

The only thing that is clear is that Tuoba Xianbei's brutality has been cultivated since childhood, and he takes it for granted.

In the record, Tuoba Xianbei regarded the Han people as two-legged sheep, but in his memory, the whole clan was like this, and even used this as a proof of his status, and he, as a royal family, naturally developed this matter to a greater extent.

She looked up and opened her mouth to say why people would behave like this to establish their superiority, and she knew that there was a yaksha in front of her.

"Now that you know, go and write your essay, risk your life without your own strength, no one will pay for you."

Didn't you?

Asking himself in his heart, he smiled helplessly, obviously she didn't even know whose life it was, where could she risk this life?

After tidying up his mood and returning upstairs, he successfully shaped an extremely crazy Tuoba Xianbei according to the memories in his mind.

When the heroine saw Tuoba Xianbei for the first time, Tuoba Xianbei trampled on the back of the captured captive, and Ruyu's little hand held a scimitar and stabbed into the lower abdomen and pulled out the five organs.

Before the heroine started the task, she ran away, rubbing the marks left by the demon on her arm, thinking that she would just find a town to live in, there was no past, there was no demon, she just slept in a dream of the future.

Mo Xiaozao told the heroine's fear, and let the heroine leave, but he didn't forget that he still set up a demon to help the heroine.

Therefore, every day the heroine flees frantically, and when she wakes up, she will return to the Karma tribe, with the most harvest.

In just three days, she became the most watched among the Karma people.

She wrote two chapters, and in a few words, she spread out a minority group that admired strength and did not like the Han people, and naturally described what she encountered when she escaped.

Taking a deep breath, she put on her shoes and went down, and after a simple meal, her phone rang.

She is familiar with the number, it is chocolate, but this paragraph has not been contacted because of her personal reasons, and she doesn't know what chocolate is doing when she contacts her.

"Hey."

"You will take over the studio of the Misty Moon Tide." Chocolate didn't shy away from asking her, standing outside against the wall, the smoke between her fingers burning to the end.

"Okay." She swallowed the refusal, lowered her eyelids, and laughed silently, I really don't know what it will be like for those people in Mo Chu to see her go back again?

She hadn't been in touch with the children Anxia said for a long time, and now she just happened to make progress with those children.

There was a beep hanging up sound on the phone, and a QQ invitation message popped up on the mobile phone that I took down, and the invited group was still a familiar name, Mo Chu.

Click to agree, and the group is still swiping the message of welcoming the new editor-in-chief.

"No, I think most people know me, so I don't need to talk about that." She issued this sentence, and below it happened to be Momoko to welcome the new editor-in-chief, and the atmosphere instantly became awkward.

She just laughed a little, clicked on the group members and looked at them one by one.

At the beginning, the group of several people is now one hundred and thirty-four, of which the editor accounts for ten, and the group is Peaches, which she is quite familiar with.

Flipping down, looking at them one by one, she also found three children that An Xia said, and it seemed that except for Bai Xiao's child, they were all here.

Turn off the group members, click on the invitation, and find Bai Xiao to send an invitation.

Almost immediately, her invitation was agreed, and Bai Xiao's first words when she entered the group were, "I said that you don't need to invite me, since my editor is not here, I won't stay." ”

"Bai Xiao."

She replied quickly, she couldn't tell what she felt in her heart, she didn't expect that there would be such a child who recognized her as an editor with such a dead heart, and it was all fake to say that she was not warm.

The group leader awarded Bai Xiao the title of "Editor-in-Chief Disciple".

One sentence instantly aroused the chatter of countless people, but they were all people who came to Mo Chu later, and they didn't know what position this sentence gave Bai Xiao and her.

Without the mood of the water group, he privately poked Bai Xiao to explain briefly and continued to write his own story.

It's just that this time it's not a story that continues down, but a story written in exquisite revisions, which reminds her of a sentence she once heard.

Spend an hour writing an essay that can be signed, and spend a day changing it into a god's essay.

At present, she is in this state, trying her best to revise her text, just to become a person who can enter the annual meeting, and to be able to go one step further with the real god.

Mo Xiaozao's hand paused, typed out the word Anxia, deleted it, and continued to write about the heroine's life, as well as according to the clues given by the demon and Tuoba Xianbei. (To be continued.) )