Chapter 207: The Old Man's Purpose

"Little girl, you look a lot like an old man, but that person has been dead for many years, and the children of your grandchildren are older than you. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" The old man looked at her, handed Editor-in-Chief Zhao a glass of wine, and said to Editor-in-Chief Zhao Let's drink one first, these little girls can't drink.

She watched Editor-in-Chief Zhao lie on the table after drinking, and the old man's daughter directly carried Editor-in-Chief Zhao and left.

The waiters who served the food came in turn, and everyone looked at them deliberately, no need to guess that she knew that the old man's daughter was carrying the editor-in-chief Zhao when she left, and the scene of going downstairs was very shocking.

Bai Luohuan didn't think as much, she ate at the beginning of a table of dishes, and ate half of it when it was over.

"Little girl, your friend has such a good appetite, don't you want to introduce her identity? The old man doesn't hide it from you, I am a black bear spirit who has been cultivating for many years, and I have a little to do with the black bear who snatched the robe in Journey to the West. ”

"The old man has an extraordinary background, and my friend is a little goblin who can't get on the big stage, as for me, I don't need to say that the old man should also guess." She deliberately let out the ghost qi, so she couldn't feel it, that was really a rare thing.

She turned the table and sandwiched two dishes for herself, not many of them, all of which were the food that the old man of the black bear spirit had eaten.

"I can feel the ghost of the little girl, but the little girl, are you really just a ghost? I've deliberately looked at what the kid's face is, and if it's just a ghost, it can't be made. The black bear stared at her with a smile, and swallowed a plate of dishes that he had never eaten and swallowed them in his stomach.

With a long exhalation, the old man brought another plate, poured it directly with his mouth open, and then spit out the bones one by one, and landed on the table with a crisp sound.

However, there are definitely not many people who eat while talking about things like a few of them, especially when they sweep away one plate after another!

She added more food to her plate, and her hand in the bag never pulled out, even if she clearly felt that the old man of the black bear spirit was looking at her, she just smiled and passed.

After all, she can't let her trust others once they meet.

At the beginning, she and Bai Luo Huan Leng Su Ran were all like this, vigilant, alienated, and slowly getting along, she felt how others treated her, and she knew how to treat others.

"Then what qi is left in my body? The old man should also know that even if different races can give birth to offspring smoothly, they will have a short life or even death due to conflicts, and I, as a person who died in the world, how can I have a different qi? ”

"The little girl knows very well that she is much smarter than my daughter who was born in the world, so I won't continue to ask, just say what I think." The old man of the black bear spirit touched his bulging belly, and called the waiter to add another dish.

After the dish was brought back to the table, the old man of the black bear spirit continued to speak, "But before I say what I think, I want you to know my identity, and you can also tell your own identity." ”

Mo Xiaozao listened to the old man of the black bear spirit while eating, and it turned out that like the demons and ghosts that currently exist in the world, the old man is also from the place of the three clans.

In the place of the three clans, in order to snatch the magic pen that fell into the world, they entered the world again and again, of course, in order to make the people of their own clan have a greater chance of getting it, they also secretly reached an agreement.

The three clans who came to the human world had a level limit, and the three clans who came to the human world became extremely strict when they entered the three clans, and when he came out, he was forced to go out, and he needed to have the news of the magic pen when he went back, so he asked Mo Xiaozao to help him find the news that could let him go back.

Although the son-in-law of Editor-in-Chief Zhao is also in Quirrell, he is different from them, and he doesn't know how to find clues to the magic pen at all.

"Old man, I want to ask, since you said it was a magic pen, you couldn't find any news, how could I find it?" Mo Xiaozao's hands in the bag were withdrawn, overlapped and held up her head.

It seems that people like the old man can't see that she has a magic brush, and Leng Suran's painting skin is really powerful.

It's a pity that the painted skin can only last for a year, and she has to enter the annual meeting in the remaining two months, which is not enough time for her to agree to the request of the old man Black Bear Spirit.

"I'll transfer your position, but you still have to be in your current position for a month, and in a month, the position of the unknown editor-in-chief in the elimination tournament will be yours, and as for you, a little friend who is not in Quirrell, I can also get her to Quirrell." The black bear spirit looked at her and smiled.

Anyway, the old man of the Gu family has already started to get his descendants directly into it, and it is only a trivial matter for him to make this little girl the editor-in-chief.

"Old man, your conditions are not big, you can offer better conditions, and the old man himself has said his identity, let's just talk about our identity."

When she finished speaking, she pushed Bai Luohuan, looked at Bai Luohuan's oily little mouth and spoke, saying that she was a cabbage essence, without any great achievements, and worshiped a master to learn to write essays, and because she ran around only the pit did not finish her own essay, and Mo Xiaozao also met when digging pits everywhere.

Mo Xiaozao introduced himself after Bai Luohuan, and described the reason why he became a ghost in one sentence, but he was just a young author who lived by rushing to the manuscript on the street every night and relying on the manuscript fee on the street, and died suddenly in staying up all night.

"So when did you learn to drive the pen? This is not something that people can use, when Ma Liang got the magic pen to draw anything, he died, but it was only a few days, and he died. The black bear spirit was very focused as she said this, and her little black eyes looked at her with a.

As long as you know how to drive the pen, you can let your descendants learn, then his descendants will be extraordinary demon clans.

"My drive pen is Leng Suran's guidance, as for the specific cultivation and learning methods I don't know now, it's just that I will do whatever he asks me to do, he said that I learned to drive the pen, and I knew that it was the drive pen." Throwing everything to Leng Suran, he looked at the old man with a face of "I don't understand anything".

She looked at the old man and laughed, and once again heard that the old man had better conditions, and he could arrange a chance for her and Bai Luohuan to enter the annual meeting, but this annual meeting was only Quirrell's annual meeting, not an internal annual meeting.

However, a little author who was tired of fighting the streets, a little goblin who dug holes everywhere and didn't finish writing a book, and who wasn't recognized, as long as they threw out the conditions for contact with God, they should agree to its request.

The five senses that are different from ordinary people make her see the movements of the black bear spirit, and it seems that this old man doesn't know the news that she wants a magic pen, and he is still a person who wants to inquire about her pen.

Pretending to know nothing about the practice of driving the pen, he didn't reply to the old man of the black bear spirit for a question, and for the little thing that the old man of the black bear spirit said, I feel that this is a demon who has been studying the pen for a long time.

(To be continued.) )