Mo Xiaozao took a deep breath and looked out the window blankly, "Anxia? ”

She seems to have heard it somewhere. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Suddenly, her phone rang rapidly, and she was hung up after a few rings, leaving only the word "ghost" on the screen.

The urging ghost is Mo Xiaozao's editor, and he rarely calls Mo Xiaozao, and every time he calls, he hangs up, waiting for her to call back.

Unprecedentedly, she didn't want to fight back.

For ten minutes, Mo Xiaozao's phone began to vibrate, and QQ messages occupied the screen.

"Hey." Mo Xiaozao sighed, and still dialed the call of the life-urging ghost.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Mo Xiaozao said softly, pursed his lips instinctively, and stood in the corner avoiding the blood stains in the room.

"What's the matter? Why did you go yesterday? What about your update? What about 6,000 words? ”

"I have something at home, I'll make up for it later."

"What is important to have a manuscript? Let me tell you, don't put yourself too high, a person who fights the street and wants to pretend to be a god? ”

The editor's voice was cold, and every word poked Mo Xiaozao's heart.

As if not satisfied with this, the editor added, "As long as you don't die, give me the manuscript before noon, and if you die, you have to update it." ”

A beep sounded, apparently the editor hung up.

Mo Xiaozao's fingers holding the phone turned white, and he couldn't help but pout and his eyes turned red.

Her full attendance is gone, and the manuscript must be made up, but the manuscript fee is ......

Cautiously looking at the mobile phone beside her, she seemed to have only the only way left to contact her sister, whether it was because of living expenses or Anxia.

Thinking of this, she also changed her clothes and went out.

Sitting on the bus two alleys away from her residence, with the only 199 yuan left, her heart was in a mess.

The bus drove all the way to the city center, and Mo Xiaozao got off at the city center, transferred to another car, and let the car wander for half an hour before she arrived at the Rich Street.

The reason why the rich street is called the rich street is because it is in a place where the rich are densely populated and every inch of land is expensive, and the second is because the consumption is too high.

"Xiaozao, come to see your sister?"

"Yes."

Mo Xiaozao responded lightly, nodded slightly, and then entered a store called Yunyuan.

The interior of Yunyuan is not big, only dozens of square meters, but the price of each square meter is calculated in tens of thousands, which is really worthy of the name of the rich street.

"The algae are coming."

The gentle female voice, accompanied by the sound of the collision of bead curtains, walked out of Mo Xiaozao's sister, Mo Xiao.

Mo Xiwen put the incense burner in her hand on the table and sat down on the edge of the table, "I know what you did." ”

"Sister." Mo Xiaozao also did it, and reached out to hold the palm-sized incense burner in his hand, "I don't know how to say it." ”

"Fool." The corners of Mo Xi's lips were hooked, and she raised her hand and pointed at her forehead, "I don't know how to say it, don't say it, let's sleep." ”

Mo Xiaozao's eyelids suddenly became heavy, and his body involuntarily fell towards the table.

The incense burner in her hand struggled twice, and leaned towards Mo Xi'an affectionately.

Mo Xiwen touched her little face distressedly and slowly closed her eyes.

After a long time, Mo Xiaozao's eyes opened, and her hand reached directly to the place where Mo Xiaozao was left with a pattern by An Xia, but it was smooth.

Mo Xiwen frowned, knowing very well that in her memory of reading Xiaozao, there was a pattern there.

White points of light condensed at her fingertips, and she brushed Mo Xiaozao's skin, "Anxia, what do you want?" ”

The red pattern shows that it writhes like a worm on Mo Xiaozao's skin.

An Xia's voice also came from there, and the light almost dissipated, "This is the cause and effect of me and her, I advise you not to interfere." ”

"I'm leaving her."

"You can't let me go, don't forget, she's different."

Mo Xiwen smiled softly, and gently rubbed her hand on the incense burner, "Then I'll break you up." ”

"Don't think I don't know, your identity can't dispel the ghosts, you can only let my resentment dissipate and be overtaken by you." An Xia Yin's answer.

Mo Xiaozao woke up at this time, rubbed her drowsy head with her little hand, and couldn't help but wonder why she was reading her memory, and she was still as uncomfortable as if her head had been torn open?

"Sister, do you have a way?"

"You're waiting for the night."

"Is this the voice of that Ansha? Sister, where is she? Mo Xiaozao's eyes widened, and his small hands covered his lips.

Mo Xiwen nodded her forehead and said dotingly, "She lived in your body through the words she transferred to you." ”

"My sister prepares some simple little things and talks to her at night." Mo Xiwen added, reaching out to hold the incense burner.

Mo Xiaozao nodded, a smile rippled on his face, there is a god white fox's sister, everything is fine.

She followed behind Mo Xiwen, hugged the laptop next to the bed, and sighed in her heart, it's so good! It's a notebook, but it's much better than the old desktop style of her residence.

Holding the computer and opening the web page, her eyes flowed with brilliance, "Sister, I use the computer." ”

"Okay, there's a small card on the table, and there's 20,000 in the card, you take it and change it to a better place to live."

"No, you don't."

The two sisters chatted and talked, and it was a day very quickly, of course, Mo Xiaozao made up for it, because the editor asked him to write a manuscript of 20,000 words.

As the night deepened, the lights on the streets of the rich faded.

"Xiaozao, don't go out in the room, I'll come in and call you when Anxia and I have results." Mo Xiaozao whispered softly and tucked the corners of the quilt for Mo Xiaozao.

What's more, Mo Xiaozao left the bedroom under his gaze.

Outside the bedroom, a black mist fills the room.

"Finally willing to come out?" Anxia screamed, and her green eyes glowed strangely in the black mist.

"How can I break you up if I don't come out?" Mo Xi's voice was cold.

"You still want to break me up?" An Xia's voice mocked, "You are the heir to the White Fox God Throne, and forcibly dispersing the resentful ghosts will not be like this now." ”

Mo Xiwen smiled disappre一门ly, naturally knowing her identity, but there is only one sister.

"Trying to harm my sister, whether it's a ghost or a ghost, it's the same result." Mo Xiwen pinched An Xia's cheek, and her voice was faint.

"If you break me up, your sister won't live in peace."

An Xia's hand held Mo Xi'e's hand, and her gaze swept to the door.

Mo Xiaozao, who was listening by the door, frowned, why was there no sound all of a sudden? Obviously, there was still a voice before.

Half of her body was pressed against the door, wanting to know why Anxia had to become a god.

Moreover, it was also the first time she knew that her sister was the heir to the White Fox God Throne, and it was only the people in the family who told her that her sister was different from them.