She clicked on several more posts to check them, and her eyes lit up in one post. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was a poor post with little popularity, and the only four or five comments below were saying that the person who wrote the post was a psychopath, and that he could actually be a waste somewhere when this thing was published, and it was put here for some purpose.

And in the post, he described that the reason why this kind of waste is not related to stopping, it can only be a group, because there are too many of them, and others can't move at all.

After analyzing that almost every victim was killed in the same way, this unexpected creature that appeared specified what the similarities were, so everyone can understand it together and fight for this place.

After reading the post, Mo Xiaozao flipped down four or five times before he saw a number left by the landlord, and noted that he would go out in advance to check what this was, and he would continue to announce it here when the results were available.

"C, take a look at this." As she spoke, she handed over the computer and stared at the TV, hoping that the TV would soon get the police back, otherwise this time there wouldn't be just a few citizens dead.

"It's amazing, but it's a pity it's a human." Casually put the computer room on the table in front of him, C tilted his head to look at her, everything outside that was dying and about to die had nothing to do with him.

Even if there is a little relationship, it is estimated that it has long been erased and become an unimportant relationship.

She didn't know how C knew that there was a human on the other side, and she didn't expect that for such a death, so many deaths, C was just such a breezy appearance, and a feeling that she had never been familiar with C floated from her heart.

I thought of the memory I saw again, indeed, these are nothing to C, not even the weight of ordinary trivial things, but I don't do anything for such a thing, and I never thought of being a superhero.

"I'll go back to the bedroom first." It took her long time to find her voice, and she entered her room in a panic, where she frowned and lay on the bed weakly.

The computer in front of her is a paused news page, and as long as she moves, she can see the post that surprised her, and her heart is fake if she doesn't panic.

"Algae."

"Anxia, you weren't caught, how could you come back." When she asked, her face was buried in the quilt, and she could hear Mo Jun's sigh for the outside next door, as well as Mo Jun's estimated death number.

More than 400 people have died, which is not a big deal for this densely populated city, but it will also make this matter a lot of pressure.

And no one will deal with it, when the people of the three clans go back, the city will also be slaughtered, and the remaining aliens will not care about this matter, but directly leave here to choose a more suitable city life.

She knew that Mo Jun was telling her, but she had no way to do anything, if she lived in a group, she would have no way to fight to the death alone, she could only say that after her death, those forces would directly start to fight for the magic pen.

"I'm okay because of Mo Jun's help, and I'm an old friend I've known for many years, even if he doesn't help you, he can't watch me die." Anxia sat beside her, her long hair crawling down the ground, and after locking the door, it changed back to its normal length.

"Anxia, can you tell me what I can know?" Her voice was dull, her body lying on the quilt was motionless, she didn't know anything, she really wanted to know why all this was.

The boy who wants to have a magic pen has also gotten it, so why do you want to do it to the humans in this city.

"I can only tell you what I know, after all, many things still have to be found by yourself, otherwise I don't have to look for you all the time, but unfortunately, I can only find out where you are when you die."

Her head emerged from the quilt, and she could see that the room was surrounded by a layer of gold and black enchantment, and within the enchantment, Anxia had already shown the appearance of the first time she saw Anxia.

The long hair hung down on the ground, and under a beautiful little face, the golden pattern shone with brilliance, as noble as a goddess above the nine heavens, and she slowly opened her mouth word by word to continue what she knew.

This story still has to start from the time when the three clans cast the magic pen, that is to balance each other for many years of war, but also for future generations not to kill each other, at that time the god had a sister and a daughter, and the ghost clan and the demon clan were married.

After these two marriages, both the ghost clan and the demon clan also sent a high-ranking person to the god clan, and in order to prove this time, the superior of the three clans made three pens together.

As long as the three pens are there, no war will be allowed, and because of the decision of strength, the most important pen is given to the Protoss, and then the ghost clan, the demon clan, and they will begin to be safe.

Xiang'an has been quiet for thousands of years, and the three pens have also made the various ethnic groups more and more harmonious, and it can even be said that there are more and more descendants of mixed blood, and there are also two posterior belts in the endless excellent offspring that have been selected by the pen.

One is the ghost clan who stands out among the hybrids, and the other is the new god who entered the god race from the human world. The magic pen and the ghost pen began to follow on their own after these two appeared, and even the high-ranking god lord and the ghost king could not be separated.

As a last resort, the god carved a mark on the body of the newborn god.

"What's the mark? Why don't I have any marks? She interrupted An Xia's words, and only then did she react to a question, that is, since she had that mark, why didn't she have anything on her?

"It's an imprint engraved on the soul, and it won't manifest in any way in your body, unless, if you become a Wenqu star completely, there will be an imprint here." Anxia's slender fingers pressed to the center of her eyebrows, and her imprinted appearance was in her mind.

Only then did she nod her head and continue to listen to Anxia talk about what happened next. And after being selected next, it means that the magic pen does not belong to the whole clan, but the treasure of the individual, and naturally the two superiors hit the idea on the demon pen.

In the planning, they went to the demon clan with two pens, destroyed the pen of the demon clan, and directly slaughtered that clan, but they didn't know that they each took a descendant.

One put the descendants into the world, and from then on they can only be the original form. The other one was left at the door of the demon clan, if you are lucky, you can live, otherwise it will be really annihilated.

Mo Xiaozao pursed her lips when she said this, the destroyed demon clan had something to do with her, but she didn't expect that this matter also had something to do with Anxia at the beginning.

"After this, you and I are like two sharp swords, constantly eradicating the races that are not conducive to the people above, one after another, and causing us to become the thorns in the hearts of the above." Unfolded a wry smile and pressed her hair.

Only then did he continue to tell her that although they were the most central people at that time, they were also the least liked people, and under the assassination again and again, they finally became a thorn in the side of the people above and had to be removed.