In this way, the pen in Chu Hang's right hand trembled with his right hand for several minutes, and then he regained that calmness. I don't know if it's the illusion of the right hand that has been frozen, Chu Hang always feels that the cold feeling attached to his hand has been reduced a little.

The cold aura that had already spread to his arms slowed down by a third, and the speed of spreading towards his shoulders was greatly slowed down.

"Sure enough, it seems that the pen fairy doesn't know the origin of his golden finger,"

Chu Hang paused slightly, he felt that the pixel mosaics around him seemed to have been cleaned a little, from heavy mosaics to medium mosaics, and even the blurred blacks in the distance seemed to have become a little brighter.

At the same time, the pen in Chu Hang's hand began to rotate again, and he wrote three big characters on the white paper one by one: next.

"In other words, I only need to ask the pen fairy and I don't know if the question actually wins? According to the setting, the pen fairy doesn't know the lifespan, doesn't know how to die, and almost everyone else knows,"

Chu Hang understood the breaking point of this game after a little thought, as long as he continued to ask the remaining pen immortals questions that they didn't know, then this game should be over.

Chu Hang was silent for a moment, he was sure that Bi Xian didn't know the answers to some questions, but he was a little hesitant to ask them now, "Forget it, let's ask, otherwise half of my body will be scrapped." ”

Although the speed had slowed down a lot, the cold intent on the arm had already flowed through the entire right arm and spread to Chu Hang's shoulder.

Chu Hang only felt that his entire arm had become numb and uncontrollable, and what was worse was that now this cold intent had climbed up his shoulders and attacked the entire right half of his body.

"Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, can you tell me who sent me to this world,"

As soon as Chu Hang finished asking, the cold intent that had been spreading on his body instantly condensed, and this cold intent seemed to be frozen by something else.

The pen that was originally able to cling to Chu Hang's right hand began to tremble violently, and together with Chu Hang's right hand, it seemed that he was suffering from some great pain.

"Click!"

The cracks on the original plastic pen body are getting bigger and bigger, but under the control of the pen fairy, the pen is still written in blood-red font, stroke by stroke, and soon the first word is finished.

Plum!

Does the pen fairy really know this question?

At this moment, Chu Hang is really a little curious, he knows the two worlds, and he can also retain the power of people to keep their memories from another world, and the pen fairy really knows?

Chu Hang didn't suspect that Bixian was lying to him, after all, this Li character used Chinese characters, not the world's common language.

It's a pity that after writing the last horizontal stroke of a Li character, I just started to write down a Chinese character, and the pen suddenly stopped moving.

Not only that, but the pen returned to the state of violent trembling at the beginning, and even Chu Hang felt that the entire ground was like an earthquake, shaking a few times, as if some creature standing on the sky and the earth happened to walk by.

"Boom!"

Chu Hang's ears sounded like a thunderous roar, and the desk that originally carried him also creaked as if he was overwhelmed, as if he was enduring great pain.

The air in the room was about to freeze, and this silent sense of depression made Chu Hang, a guy who couldn't know what was going on, feel another level of confrontation.

In the end, another roar of lightning and thunder came, and this time this thunder and lightning seemed to cross the sky, tearing the air, and instantly hit the classroom where Chu Hang was.

"Phew!"

The pen finally couldn't bear the pressure anymore, and the entire upper part of the pen was shattered, and along with the refills inside, it was neatly cut in half, as if something had taken it out of thin air.

This is not over, as if the lightning has been enraged, and in an instant, the light brought by the lightning illuminates the surrounding mosaics.

Chu Hang raised his head stiffly, and when he looked around, a shadow on the wall disappeared with a boiling sound like an oil pot boiling.

At the same time, the cold feeling attached to Chu Hang's hand was once again greatly reduced, and even this cold meaning seemed to be frightened, not only did it not spread towards the right half of his body, but he actually followed Chu Hang's right arm and wanted to leave the same way.

Then this cold meaning seemed to think of something, and he controlled Chu Hang's right hand to hold the pen with only half of the pen body left, and actually painted the Li character that had been written on the white paper before, and then this cold meaning seemed to have happened before, and sped up to leave Chu Hang's body along the same path.

"Go in peace, I won't give you a chance,"

Chu Hang had already roughly understood what had happened, but he smiled slightly on the surface, and continued to speak, "Pen Immortal Pen Immortal, please tell me who controlled that thunderbolt just now?" ”

The cold intent that was about to hurry up and leave stopped, if the pen fairy had a physical body, it would definitely look at Chu Hang incredibly, grabbing Chu Hang's collar and roaring, "You have a problem, I'm leaving, you have to do something?" ”

Chu Hang only felt that his palm was shaking, and the pen in his hand seemed to be extremely frightened and helpless to move again. Chu Hang just watched this scene coldly, he didn't try to control his body hard, but let the pen fairy write, the more he wrote, the faster he died.

Sure enough, when the tip of the pen's nose just touched the surface of the white paper, the pen in Chu Hang's palm began to tremble violently, and with it, there were more and more cracks on it.

"Phew!"

In an instant, in the palm of Chu Hang's palm, the pen that was originally attached to his right hand burst directly, and the refill, glass and ink were scattered all over the ground, looking like the whole thing had burst directly from the inside, which was quite miserable.

"It's over!"

Chu Hang sneered, he could already feel that the ice edge intent he originally wanted to escape had disappeared out of thin air, and the mosaic-like pixel scenes around him slowly dispersed.

However, Chu Hang didn't dare to be careless, God knows if this is some kind of trick or illusion to fool himself, although he felt in his heart that this immortal was dead, but he still walked the last step of the rules of the pen immortal game - to send the pen immortal.

"Pen Immortal Pen Immortal, you are my past life, I am your present life, if you want to leave, please go back."