"You tell me you're Yuan Xi?" Jiang Yi looked at the bewitching and delicate girl in front of him and asked suspiciously, "Then who is that person I just met not long ago?" ”

"Why, Yuan Xi, are you hiding something from me? Are you still the same Yuan Xi I know? Luo Ruyan looked at Yuan Xi's face deeply, and saw the deep night in the depths of that ordinary face that belonged to a man......

"If we want to restore the original case to the greatest extent, we might as well repeat the entire case on the spot," Ruyue pinched her chin, looked at the wrinkled piece of paper in her hand, and said lightly: "Let's play the pen fairy game!" ”

"The government has sent a search and rescue team to search for the missing plane passengers on the entire line from the imperial capital to Linyang, and the official still has not given a reasonable explanation for this incident, and foreign media have listed this matter as a world-renowned supernatural event...... " He angrily threw the remote control on the ground and punched into the video screen that was playing: "It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this, it starts again, it starts again!" ”

Yang Kang took out his pistol and pointed it into the darkness, someone in the darkness was slowly dragging a huge and heavy sharp weapon, the metal and the ground made a sharp grinding sound, the man's body was as tall as an immortal throne, his every step was as heavy as a mountain, the sharp bone nails pierced into his pale body, he carried a decaying cross, and the golden pupils under his black headcloth were as fierce as fire.

"Yuan Xi, have you heard of it? At 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, go to the old school building to make a wish to the pen fairy, all our wishes can come true! In the girls' dormitory, the eyes of the girl wrapped in the quilt shone with blurry stars.

"You say......" The woman lifted the hair that covered her face to reveal a delicate countenance, she laughed, but the corners of her mouth cracked, and a huge crack that did not belong to a human at all was cracked, and the hideous fangs showed in her mouth, and a bright red crescent moon shone behind her: "Am I pretty?" ”

"The living and immortal spirits of the dead in ancient tales, the language that recites them are all powerful, some powers, even strong enough to distort reality, writers can hide them in stories with the tip of a pen, seal them in fairy tales, but any restraint in the world will have a day when they will completely disintegrate......" Bai Xue hugged her heavy red-skinned fairy tale book, smiling innocently and deeply.

"You can't save her, you can't save her, this city is an endless labyrinth, the rain will never end, she will never be able to leave, from the first step she stepped here, fate has rushed to the irreversible abyss!" He laughed wildly, cried, cursed and sang, and the rain behind him was raging, and the fire was raging in front of him.

Yuan Xi's trembling delicate little hands grabbed the camera, she turned around, raised the camera, and pressed the shutter against the boundless darkness: "Click!" ”