"Ling Wei is dead, where is my new person? I can explain in advance that I don't want Su Youli to be like that, it's just a god created by a small website, and he's still self-righteous and playing around. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" flipped as he held the bone, and broke off a piece of his finger bone and held it in his hand.

She couldn't accept Leng Suran's actions from her heart, so she put aside her face and tried her best to keep her white bones away.

"When you know the best of the new batch of writers, but do you kill Zizi the same way you kill this newcomer?" It was as if he had inadvertently opened his mouth to involve this piece of purple, and his tone was very light and slow.

"You're doubting me." He looked at her and turned up the volume on his phone, and he didn't know if he was sad or thinking about something in a low tone.

Only he knows that he is thinking about how to make the other party believe it, and he will not let others verify this matter, otherwise his painting skin will not be able to hide her.

There was only one result for her, death.

Mo Xiaozao himself also knew the importance of Leng Suran's suspicion, his heart was beating faster and faster in his chest, as if he was about to rush out of his chest at any time, and his palms were full of sweat in a short period of time.

"Sir, if you still doubt me, I really have nothing to say." Turning out the jade plaque engraved with the cold word from his clothes and holding it in the palm of his hand, he felt the biting coldness.

That man was holding his jade card! A thought flashed through his mind, frowned, and he said, "If you're worried about what I'm going to do to you, kill me before I start." ”

His hand was dipped in the drink in front of Mo Xiaozao, and he wrote a sentence to believe me.

Mo Xiaozao nodded, obviously feeling that his body was lying on his stomach, and Leng Suran's cold touch continued to come from his clear consciousness, as if he was touching a piece of ice, it was cold to his heart.

She listened to Leng Suran talking to the other side, and could hear Leng Suran turn on the voice to the maximum, then put the phone on the coffee table, squeezed her fingers, and a bright drop of blood flew out.

Unlike the usual bright red blood droplets, this one was crimson, turning around on his fingertips, and the color deepened little by little, until it was black.

The blood is like she sent a red envelope on the demon flurry, and it got into the mobile phone along Leng Suran's fingertips, which should be similar to Bai Luohuan sending her cabbage with a red envelope, but the difference is that this blood drop drills very slowly.

It was as if she had waited for hours for the blackened drops of blood to fully enter her phone.

In fact, only three minutes passed, and the blood droplets were still in the mobile phone and reached the other party's hands as soon as they entered, and the other party's strength rushed into the blood droplets without hesitation, and it was like a movie playing on the wall in front of him, and Leng Suran's behavior was played scene by scene.

As for the entire content that was broadcast, except for Leng Suran, it was her.

There is no so-called fight, it is simply Leng Suran abusing her, again and again, giving her hope of survival, and then extinguished, and she died by suicide.

"How can I doubt you, you killed your own sister for me, and killed your sister's only hope."

Crushed the blood droplets, sat at the table, turned on the computer and looked at the newcomers who had just handed in, and swept through one by one to finalize a newly entered male ghost, who had been in the literary world for many years, but unfortunately died this year, and just became a newcomer to Leng Suran.

"I found your newcomer, a person with a foundation, who has been in this circle for three years, published a book, died in a car accident last year, and only officially registered a week ago."

"Okay, when will you come over."

"You can take it with you when you come back to send the magic pen, you also know that there are a lot of good seedlings, but there are fewer experienced ones."

Leng Suran hooked the corners of her lips, sat beside her who had already softened, handed her jade card to Bai Luohuan, and pressed her big hand on her abdomen, her waking consciousness began to drowsy, and the magic pen in her mind continued to dim.

Her hands clenched subconsciously, and there was always a feeling that the magic pen was about to be withdrawn.

"This is going to disappoint you, I haven't seen the magic pen at all, even if I take out all her memories and find it, there is no trace of the magic pen."

"That's impossible, looking for her so many times, only this time An Xia successfully left here and went to her side, the magic pen will definitely be given to her."

Mo Xiaozao's eardrums were shaken by the sound of the phone, and he wanted to hold his head, but he didn't have any strength at all, so he listened to the person on the phone chatting with Leng Suran, and said to Leng Suran that Yu Zi was dead and couldn't do anything strange, and the magic pen was just hidden.

As for being hidden there, the other side of the phone didn't say anything, but said that it was a place that was constantly moving.

Leng Suran pressed her hand hard, her consciousness became more and more confused, her eyelids were heavy and uncomfortable, the coldness spread from her body, and her mind was full of questions.

When she woke up, it was already an hour later, she stretched and looked at Leng Suran who was sitting not far away.

"Did you really kill Anxia?" She said very slowly, and she gave birth to an unexpected momentum, her body was still heavy and uncomfortable, and her movements were extremely slow and surprising, and she was much more elegant.

"yes." Leng Suran looked at her, beckoned to Bai Luohuan, took his jade card and touched it many times, he bet right, and the person didn't crush the jade card and die.

"She's your sister." Subconsciously arched his body, looking around, planning the best route out, "Don't you care about Anxia very much?" ”

"These have nothing to do with you, now you don't want the magic pen to be discovered, everything can rely on Su Youli's knife, otherwise, I will kill you too." When he said this, his face was dark, and his expression was more solemn than ever.

She was scared of such a cold Suran, nodded subconsciously, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the grunt was very clear in the quiet room.

"Do you know who it was?" After she nodded, she asked, with a big smile on her face, as if she had never been gloomy at all, "That's the person above me, and the person you'll be dealing with, who has always believed in his world that only the dead can keep their mouths shut." ”

"What about the ghost?" With a twitch of her head, she blurted out a question.

"Do you think that people like that will make ghosts exist if they dispose of them? An Xia is just a fluke, relying on the cultivation of the magic pen to appear. As he spoke, he looked at her, rubbing the jade plate non-stop, and he just warmed the cold jade.

It's a pity that when Yu Pei is warm, his heart is even colder, even with an indescribable boredom.

After hearing this, Mo Xiaozao understood the reason why An Xia didn't see it, stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his chapped lips, his mind was full of thoughts that he had to become a god. (To be continued.) )