Mo Xiaozao, who didn't know the reason for the trembling of his body, continued his work for a long time, but after only a short time after he started working, it was time to get off work again. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Back at the rental house where she was, there were messages on her mobile phone one after another, and she knew that it was the manuscript fee for her books, although it was not a card, but the time was not long.

And according to the date, these manuscript fees should be Li Haiyang's manuscript fees. As for the manuscript fee for the chocolate, it should be sent the day after tomorrow, and it will be noon when it arrives.

After reading the news of my manuscript fee, I am a little unbelievable about the current income, but I also know that these are not much.

Turn on your computer and start writing the beginning of the natal twins, which is different from the rhythm of most online articles, this article begins with a girl tied to a bed in a mental hospital and escaping.

The girl ran for a day and a night before she fell asleep on the street, but she didn't know that sleeping on this street would make her already rugged life road even more bumpy.

Especially when the girl woke up, she was lying on a half-exposed coffin, and you could see the clothes leaking out of the coffin and the sun rising from the east.

The girl who wasn't really crazy opened the coffin, and there were some personal belongings that came out with the dead body, including many photos, the same photos as her, but wearing different clothes, probably the sister she had never seen.

The rising sun was getting higher and higher, and finally hanging in the central sky continued to sprinkle its own heat, and the girl sitting by the coffin began to lose her strength because of the heat, and stretched out her tongue and licked her lips.

She also knew that it wasn't her sister in it.

After all, in her mother's words, they would not die so easily, but they would have to endure countless tortures to compensate for their mother's grievances.

The girl put away the valuable items in the coffin, and pushed away the dead body in the coffin, and the sharp nails tore the body of the dead body, and the dead body, which was no different from the real person, turned into an ordinary paper figure after being torn.

The girl knew that this was a matter for her father's family, and she guessed that this paper figure was a secret marriage between her father and his sister and other dead people, and these things were just a cover.

While thinking about the girl, she put away all her belongings and took her first steps according to the address she saw, and she could see her sister immediately.

The sister who separated from her less than half a month after her mother gave birth, the sister who had a bad fate like her, the sister who could die in place of her and let her live.

Mo Xiaozao stopped his actions when he wrote this, thinking that the girl in the article was not crazy, but being imprisoned in an insane asylum needed a reason, an eye that could see what others could not see.

A body that can be put on the body by many things, this is a body that is naturally suitable for interacting with ghosts, and it is also a body that ghosts like to use, much better than other bodies with yang energy.

She wrote down such a setting, and started the setting for the girl's sister, who was five minutes away from the girl, even if she was in the same environment as the girl, she had a different fate.

has the ability to see everything.,It does have a hard life that doesn't dare to provoke anything.,It's diametrically opposed to the girl's fate.,And it's never been like you can't see anything.。

Set up the idea of a girl, Mo Xiaozao has already come up with the next story, which is nothing more than the story of the two completely different sisters colliding in, and the girl being put in an insane asylum, just because no one believed what she saw and said that she was lying.

It was the only time the girl saw her sister, and she looked at her coldly and said that she didn't see what her sister said, and left the village after she was captured.

Mo Xiaozao set the fate of the characters, sorted them out briefly, and then began to continue writing the story.

The phone lit up as soon as possible, and it was Mo Xiwen who sent her a message. There is only one sentence in the content of the news, that is, Mo Xiwen said that she heard about the annual meeting in advance from Li Haiyang, and it is still a month before Quirrell will have the annual meeting.

"I know." Replying to Mo Xiwen, she continued to write the girl's story, and the girl arrived at the address where she was going to know that her sister was still very young and her father married someone else.

Her sister was left in an orphanage, and she had barely seen her relatives for so many years, and the time she went back to see her, her sister went to their father and asked for it, saying that if she didn't agree, she would live in her father's house.

The father, who was afraid of being killed, took his sister back after all, and then sent her to an insane asylum.

"Can you get into the annual meeting?" Mo Xiwen replied to the message and added, "If you enter, help me keep an eye on Bai Luohuan, okay?" I can't see her anymore. ”

"I'll try to keep an eye on it." She replied to Mo Xiwen like this, and then habitually saved her own article, closed the page and viewed the messages of several groups.

Among them, she deliberately poked open Xiao Xiao's dialog box, gave Xiao Xiao the hair of her new article, and chatted with Mo Xiao while waiting for the results, saying that there was still a month to go, and it was really tense.

"Be careful." Mo Xiwen said such a sentence without any reason, and she didn't wait for her to ask why she said this and then placed the number.

Looking at the blackened avatar, she knew very well that Mo Xiwen, as the leader of the Protoss in the world, knew a lot of things, and she also had thoughts about her magic pen.

With a long sigh, she checked the approximate date of the annual meeting, she didn't know what it would be like after she entered the annual meeting, but this annual meeting really had to be entered.

"Anxia, has your wish been fulfilled after attending the annual meeting?" asked Anxia in her heart, and continued to write the content of the article in her hand, the girl had no money and had to do something to ask God to get rid of the ghost.

"It's not done, it's just that I can tell you why I chose you and something that only you can do." Anxia's voice was slow, revealing a hint of elegance.

She vaguely guessed that it had something to do with the past of the demon she saw that time, but she didn't know anything about the past, so she wouldn't know why.

Enter starts the next paragraph, the black fonts are arranged together, neatly occupying a row of space, and then moves down another line with her movements, telling one or two fabricated supernatural stories of life on the screen.

"Anxia, isn't your last wish to become a god?"

"It's a god, but it's not a god who enters this annual meeting, Xiaojiazi's game, you don't need to pay too much attention to it."

She wanted to justify something, but she didn't have the strength at all, after all, the three clans she saw were not great gods but also ranked lives, and writing homework was just a spice for life, for them to discover the magic pen.