The night came quickly, and Mo Xi's wife came back at the beginning of the night, and when she opened the door, she saw a room of serious people. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"What's wrong? Why are they all so serious? Drunkenly taking off his high heels, tossing them aside, he walked over to them.

"Sister, my magic pen has been awakened by me." She hesitated for a moment, walked to Mo Xi's side and supported her, until she reached the coffee table, and she didn't let go of her hand on the sofa.

Mo Xi's sloppy eyes lit up, and she clenched her hand, "Since you wake up, face it, Anxia asked me to give you the one that Anxia has changed, as long as you encounter danger and shatter, you can survive." ”

She nodded, pressed Mo Xi's body, and said the decision of the four of them word by word.

At the first moment when things broke out, the countermeasures were finalized, Xiang Mozhu and Bai Luohuan would go to collect the materials for the last step of the painting skin, and Leng Suran would stay by her side, first, to know that she used a pen and write essays, and secondly, to cover the smell on her body and confuse others.

As for Xiao Wu, who was still in a coma, he was also given the task of distributing items with her scent everywhere by Leng Suran.

"But after such a step, I want you to go back for a while, otherwise you will smell similar to me after you have been by my side for a long time, and I will be worried."

"What is there to worry about? I'm more reliable than Bai Luohuan. Mo Xi's mouth was drunk, and as soon as her hand was in the air, the chubby little white fox was caught in her hand.

She wanted to persuade Mo Xi'e, but her voice was completely drowned out by the sound of the door collapsing, and she could only look back at the door.

Standing at the door was a man of five big and three thick, and on the man's shoulder sat a calf-high wire doll, but the doll sat there, with shiny threads hanging down beside his arms.

"Give me the magic pen."

The puppet jumped down from the man's shoulder, and the thin silver wire implicated the man's body, and when he raised his hand, the man also raised his hand, and with the movement of his fingers, the man rushed towards her.

She changed her timidity every time, stood at the table and looked coldly, she had seen a lot of ghosts since Anxia arrived, and this was no longer what she was afraid of.

"It's a pity that the magic pen already has an owner." Mo Xiaozao kicked the man away neatly, and her legs hurt extra because of the exertion, but there was an indescribable refreshment from her body, as if she should be like this, so she turned around and made up for it.

"Give me the magic pen!" The man repeated his words again, staring at her with dead white eyes, his head plucked off under her gaze, and the thin thread gleamed in the light as his hand was raised.

Without any explanation, she had already guessed that the man in front of her was controlled by a puppet.

Then it was useless to do anything to this man, and she had to destroy the puppet with her hands to solve this fight.

"Here's for you." A spider silk hung from her side, and on the spider silk was Su Youli's dagger.

"Thank you."

She grabbed the dagger and ran towards the puppet, the dagger was stuck in the chest of the man in front of her, and the dark red blood groove was still there, not even a little red was released.

glanced at a few people sitting at the table, the hand holding the dagger was replaced, and the man flew out upside down with her legs, fortunately she didn't have good grades in school, and went to learn dance to do her specialty, otherwise such an action would definitely break her waist.

"Give me the magic pen, it's mine!"

The man's voice was almost roaring, and the head in his hand rotated one hundred and eighty degrees with her movements, staring at her with a strange smile.

Boom.

The man's body fell, and the little puppet at the door was slapped by a thick snake's tail, and as for the tongue, it looked inside from the door, and the red core spat out and retracted, shaking up and down in a just right arc.

She took a step towards the snake, and the snake stepped back a little, spitting at her, its inverted triangular eyes revealing the news it was thinking.

"You want the magic pen too?" She changed the dagger back to her usual hand, raised her eyebrows at the big snake in front of her, which was more than ten centimeters thick, she couldn't even change people, and she came to her with a delusional desire to ask for a magic pen?

The snake nodded humanely, even if she was wise, she didn't turn as fast as her head, and she stupidly explained her purpose.

She smashed her mouth, confirmed that the snake really came to grab the magic pen, and rushed towards the snake desperately, the dagger was submerged in the snake's seven inches, and before she could move, she was swept away by the snake's tail, relying on Bai Luohuan's obstruction to stop.

"Come on, I just calculated, this big snake has a hundred years and can weigh two hundred catties, enough to eat many meals of snake soup." Bai Luohuan hugged his small backpack and took out the spices from his bag like a treasure.

From dipping sauce to soup stock, there is nothing that Bai Luohuan does not have.

Mo Xiaozao also agrees with this idea, although she can't eat the meat of the dog demon, but the snake demon can still accept it, especially this kind of demon who has cultivation, but can't become a human at all, she has no psychological pressure at all.

It's just that time doesn't give her such an opportunity, this time it was not a little snake demon who had not yet transformed in front of the door, but three people with different appearances, one of whom she had also seen, was a third-rate actor invited by a company in a shopping mall building.

"I said that there will be no shortage of people who want a magic pen, what do you think of what I said? It's just nightfall, and there's already more than one guest here. The third-rate actor threw a wink at her, and the sharp and scary snake spirit smiled on her face.

She shuddered, and her body took a step back, not because she was afraid, but because the tone of this demon was something she didn't want to face at all.

"Leng Suran, this girl is for you." Rightfully doing what she did, she took a bite of the fruit on the plate.

It was destined to be a night, but there was nothing she could do to avoid it.

Just like Leng Suran said in the afternoon, at this time, they are all some little demons who can't hold their breath, real big demons, and the old ghosts will not choose to grab the magic pen on the first night, but will choose them to retreat from this wave and enjoy a period of peace and come over.

At that time, they were tortured by high nervous tension, and their bodies were already close to the limit.

Therefore, whether it is from the ability or from the time, the other party will have the greatest gain, and there is only one way to organize this way, that is, to establish the power in advance.

Destroy a representative person, deter many people who are about to move, and try her best to improve her ability in a stable time, once she can enter the annual meeting, there will be an extra layer of protection.

She let out a long sigh, her time was running out, and if she didn't speed up, she would only become a ghost like An Xia.