Chapter Forty-Eight: Play the Pen Fairy Again

"Still playing? Aren't you afraid? I haven't sent it away yet. "Jiang Qing looked at Bai Ling in disbelief, his face full www.biquge.info of shock.

Bai Ling pointed to the photo: "Mo Yuanyuan, Xiaoxue, you, Xiyu, me, can you still escape?" Maybe we can break this order and unravel the curse, who wants to try, maybe we'll be the one we invited this time from last time! ”

Jiang Qing pondered for a moment and nodded: "Then let's try it, it's better than waiting to die." ”

The whirring wind outside the window knocked on the window, but it knocked on the idea of not playing with the pen fairy, the same general scene, but there were only Bai Ling and Jiang Qing, or the pen fairy came, Bai Ling felt Jiang Qing's nervousness from the trembling of the pen.

"Are you the pen fairy we invited last time?" Bai Ling asked weakly.

The pen slowly drew a circle on the "yes"!

"Have you been following me? Or are you shadowing me? Bai Ling's eyes kept staring at the pen.

The pen slowly drew a circle on the "yes" again!

"That? There are two extra shadows on Bai Ling's body, who is the other one? Jiang Qing asked without thinking.

Both Bai Ling and Jiang Qing began to stare at the movement of the pen, and the pen was in "R". X. "X" draws a circle!

"It's Rong Xiaoxue!" Jiang Qing looked at Bai Ling excitedly.

Bai Ling nodded, and asked again, "Is the next one Jiang Qing?" ”

The pen still slowly "is" and draws a circle on it!

Jiang Qing's trembling lips looked directly at Bai Ling: "Your hand, too?" Got it too? ”

Bai Ling raised her other hand and looked at Jiang Qing in shock, Jiang Qing also raised her hand and shook her head. The two of them looked in one direction without saying a word, their pale arms, as if they were constantly bubbling cold, they couldn't see this person's face clearly, most of them were blocked by hair, and they were wearing blood-red cheongsam!

"Ahh Yes! Yes! Bai Ling and Jiang Qing threw away the pen together, ran to the corner and hugged it, it was difficult to open their eyes.

Jiang Qing's trembling lips kept trembling: "Is she gone?" Gone? Bai Ling didn't speak, just kept shaking her head.

"If the two love is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight! If I can't win your heart, I will let those who love you die without a place to be buried! A woman with a pure Peking opera accent sang miserably and with a crying voice.

Bai Ling couldn't help but open her eyes, only a female figure that seemed to be hanging in the air was dancing, Bai Ling couldn't help but want to step forward to look, Jiang Qing found that something was wrong and grabbed her: "Don't you want to live?" ”

Bai Ling suddenly came back to her senses, there was nothing, only her and Jiang Qing were standing in the corner, Bai Ling didn't dare to step forward and ask her, "Did you see it?" ”

Jiang Qing stared at the stool with a pale face: "Is that the dead soul?" ”

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