Chapter Ninety-Seven: Awakening the Divine Pen
"You're going to change your mind. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" dropped a sentence and jumped from the second floor to the first floor without any pressure, "By the way, the ice from the heavenly fire will not melt, you can be on it." ”
Mo Xiaozao stood on the stairs and looked down, only to see Leng Suran dragging the big white dog to the kitchen.
In my heart, I cursed the person who mailed this courier to me eight hundred times, I don't know if that person thought that Xiao Wu in the courier would be frozen on the stairs, and the demon who delivered the courier was being dragged to the kitchen.
Closing her eyes and leaning against the wall, she began to look at the use of the magic pen left by Anxia line by line.
The hard work paid off, at the bottom of the third page, she found the method she wanted to find, relying on her own blood in an instant to let the magic pen stimulate the most primitive ability, and the things asked would be written by the magic pen The most accurate answer.
Mo Xiaozao closed his eyes and stabbed the pen at his arm, his painful little face turned white, and he silently read in his heart how to release the heavenly fire that could freeze into ice.
The golden magic pen sucked up an unknown amount of blood, and suddenly broke away from her hand, and wrote neat small block letters on the wall in front of her, which can be frozen Tianhuo is left by the heavenly thunder of the demon promotion to the god position, which is extremely harmful to the demon, and it can be fatal if sealed for half an hour, and only a drop of blood is needed to remove the demon selected by the heavenly thunder.
A demon who was chosen as a god by the heavenly thunder?
She looked at the wall in front of her with a dark face, and the beautiful words were strange, turning dark red and black in the first place, and disappeared into the wall.
"Bai Luohuan." Thinking about it, she was glad that there was a demon in this room who was selected by the heavenly thunder, although I don't know if it can work, but Sima is a live horse doctor.
Bai Luohuan, who heard the sound, stopped at the corner of the stairs and looked up at her, "Leng Suran set fire to the house?" Even this fire can't burn the house! ”
"He set fire to a demon." Pointing to the side of the stairs, she kindly explained, "This is the courier sent by the courier brother, and inside is a cat I raised before, but after becoming a demon, he was going to eat my flesh, and was set on fire by Leng Suran." ”
She didn't know whether to say that she was burned like this or that she was frozen like this.
"I see, but what's the use of calling me? You also know that I'm not afraid of this fire, and I can't solve this fire. He looked at her with a sincere face and walked up the stairs step by step.
"I will lend you a drop of blood, no sperm blood, just a drop of blood."
At this time, the magic pen that had been quiet in her hand was hot, and she struggled several times in her hand, and burst out of her hand with a brilliant gold.
Downstairs to ask the dog demon how he wanted to be eaten coldly Su Ran was stunned, and he didn't study the flavor of those seasonings, and rushed directly to the second floor.
With the magic pen as the center, the golden light fills the entire room, and the atmosphere of vastness and antiquity fills the room.
The people who were walking outside heard a startling noise, and the people who thought it was an earthquake abandoned everything and ran out of their rooms, stood on the ground and waited for a long time without waiting for the second earthquake, and returned to their rooms with insults.
But those strangers all saw the sky-high gold, and in the gold, a phoenix screamed.
It took more than ten minutes for the gold in the room to converge back into the pen, Leng Suran glanced at the pen in her hand, and at a glance she could see that the magic pen had sucked blood!
"Smack." He slapped her in the face, his black eyes churning out a green that couldn't be concealed, "Do you know what you did?" Now the whole world knows that the magic pen was born! ”
"What did I do, was it wrong for me to just use the pen that belongs to me!"
Retracting the pen, she straightened her body and looked up at Leng Suran's face, less cowardice every time she faced, and her stubborn eyes flashed with confidence that she didn't even know.
"Do you know why it's in Anxia's body as a bone? It's because once this one is born, whether it is gods, demons and ghosts will come to fight for it, and the originally simple literary world will be completely changed because of the birth of this pen! ”
She didn't know that there would be such an outcome, and she didn't regret her previous choice at all.
"Why does this pen cause change?" She asked her biggest question, not because she didn't believe Leng Suran, but because she didn't understand why a pen would become the object of competition, she didn't hesitate to enter the literary world of writing for this pen.
"This pen is Wenquxing's pen, and the essence of it is different from Ma Liang's magic pen, which determines the life and death of all magic pens, and also determines the fortune of everyone."
Leng Suran explained this pen, frowning and looking at her blank face, "There are countless pens in the world, but there are only three of the most special, one is in the hands of Wenqu Xing in the sky, which determines the fate of the people in the world." One is in the hands of the underworld judge, and it is the life and death of all things that are decided. ”
"What about the third branch?"
"The third branch exists in the demon group, and what has changed is the prosperity of the population, but it has been destroyed."
She lifted the broken hair that hung down, put away the emotions in her eyes, and in the blink of an eye, she had already determined what she would do next, but the priority was to release Xiao Wu with Bai Luohuan's blood.
Red blood droplets fell on the ice, and flames began to burn from the droplets, quickly melting the entire ice.
Xiang Mozhu dragged the pale-faced Xiao Wu into the room, and she called Bai Luohuan and Leng Suran into another room.
"Since the magic pen was born here, many people will come here to look for me, right?" She sat in the chair and looked up at him, her momentum did not fall behind at all, and even appeared a touch of transcendence.
His eyebrows were furrowed together, and the Sichuan character was stretched for a long time, and he completely believed that after the magic pen was activated, the owner of the magic pen would be reborn.
However, it is not that the magic pen is stimulated, and it is not really impossible to go to heaven.
"Your breath is completely emanated when the magic pen is stimulated, why do you need to look for you if you want the magic pen, just follow your scent and come over. However, those scattered people can still deal with it, but the people above me, where Anxia used to be, you don't even have the ability to resist. ”
"Your paint skin can hide the smell, right? That painted skin of a wart butterfly is for me? She also understands Leng Suran's sentence now, whether it is evil or disgusting, you will know when the time comes.
But she has to know what it feels like to wear painted skin.
"It's for you, but I didn't expect you to expose your magic pen so quickly, and you haven't taken the final steps yet, so you can't completely restrain your breath."
"How long will that take?" Looking at him with a frown, the hand covering his face was lowered, and his red and swollen little face was revealed.
"It will take seven days at the earliest, and during this period, I will also make a fake you with some things on your body, otherwise your body is a living radar, and the group of people will find you wherever you go."
His body leaned against the wall, his eyes looking at the ground flashed with a hint of worry, and he involuntarily thought of Anxia.