Ning An counted the heartbeat game of physical contact in his heart, and after a while, he continued to speak: "Such a beautiful day, why don't we play a game." ”

Yun Qingge frowned.

This little junior sister of Ning'an is a little noisy.

Seeing Yuan Le today, she couldn't help but do it, and digesting the killing intent in her heart was enough to make her tired.

Kill Yuan Le and destroy the Lingyun Sect.

These things still need to be considered in the long run.

Ning An looked at Feng Qi with earnest eyes.

This brother is a concave person, can you give her a little bit of a scene by the way?

Nod your head, don't embarrass her so much!

This performance is simply broken!

"Since the little junior sister is interested, then those of us who are senior brothers and sisters can't be disappointed." Wen Luoyan put the knife on the stone beside him and sat forward for a few moments, with a kind smile on his face.

The warm voice of the spring breeze seems to be full of the meaning of friendship and care for the same sect, like being immersed in honey, bringing wisps of sweetness.

Is the Raiders finally ready to get started?

Let him guess what game to play... Is it that so-called truth or dare?

Deliberately making an out-of-the-ordinary closeness when you lose?

He has seen a lot of this kind of small tricks in other raiders.

The fox tail in Ning An's arms shook and opened his eyes to look at Wen Luoyan.

This young man has a very strange aura on his body.

Obviously, he cultivates decent immortal arts, and absorbs the aura of heaven and earth, but there is always a demonic aura.

"Okay." Yun Qingge sat up straight lazily and looked at Ning An.

If her junior brother agreed, she simply did something else to divert her attention.

Feng Qi nodded.

The system is agitated and concentrated.

"Let's play with the pen fairy!" Ning An opened his mouth and looked at the three of them with a smile, his voice was loud like a thunderclap in the dark, which slashed into the heart of the system.

System:???

Lose your marbles?

The host is crazy?

[Are you crazy? The system is not satisfied with slander at all, it wants to speak out! It's going to be spit out!

Ning An didn't understand: "Don't you need physical contact?" Isn't it playing with a heartbeat? ”

Nothing seems wrong.

System:......

Really thanks! Why is the host's brain different from others?

Okay, the pen fairy is the pen fairy.

Horror games, which will also quickly enhance feelings ... Right?

The system felt as if it was missing something, but it couldn't remember it for a moment.

"Pen Fairy?" Yun Qingge asked rhetorically, and leaned forward, the gold ornaments on his body clanged for a while.

She had only heard of earth immortals, heavenly immortals, human immortals, ghost immortals, and even fox immortals.

What kind of fairy is Penxian?

Is there any other legend in the world that she doesn't know?

Wen Luoyan's eyes obviously lit up a little.

Pen fairy?

This game hasn't been mentioned by any Raiders before.

Interesting.

Feng Qi was silent, but leaned over here and made his position clear with his actions.

Ning An swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Why do you think everyone seems to be interested?

"System, you'll provide the tools." Ning An looked at the fire in front of him and fell into deep thought.

[No problem] The system only felt that something was weird, but it still agreed boldly.

So the three of them watched as Ning An took out a table from his cuffs.

It was placed on top of the fire, just enveloping the whole fire.

The light dimmed all at once.

Then he pulled out a white candle and a piece of paper that was almost the same size as the tabletop.

Three: ......

What's in the little sister's sleeve?

Heaven and Earth Lingbao is still acceptable, table paper and pen?

What is this for?

Show your hands to others?

Ning An looked at the paper with considerable satisfaction, even the twenty-four letters on it were ready-made.

"Come on, this is a psychic game, we can summon the pen fairy and ask her questions!" Ning An put the tools in place.

Then I explained the rules of the game in a serious way.

After seeing that all three of them nodded, Ning An lit a candle.

Four people held the pen.

Wen Luoyan: .......

This Ning An didn't actually want to take the opportunity to touch his hand?

Other raiders didn't say that proper skin-to-skin contact will increase ambiguity.

I actually missed such a great opportunity!

A few people continued to chant incantations, but Yun Qingge's eyes narrowed slightly.

Past and present lives?

This Ning An suddenly played such a game, and still lived in the past and present life? Is it hinting at her something?

Could it be... She knows.

And... The paper was full of fonts she couldn't read, could it be some ancient spell?

Ning'an: .......

How did she feel a chill, was it the pen fairy coming?

Psychic Games:... Thank you, I'm just an ordinary game, ordinary props, ordinary spells! Ordinary English letters!

The incantation was repeated three times, and suddenly a dark wind blew, and the white candle on the table went out.

"It's coming!" Ning An exclaimed excitedly, her eyes glowing.

System:...... Something is wrong with this script.

Why the host isn't afraid.

Of course Ning An is not afraid! After all... She hasn't seen the pen fairy yet!

Wen Luoyan and Yun Qingge glanced at each other.

This kind of cold aura is clearly a resentful ghost.

This kind of thing, which is generally in the underworld, is not allowed to be released casually. Or maybe it's a fish that slipped through the net.

"Shall I come first?" Ning An was not polite at all.

"Pen Immortal Pen Immortal, can I live a long life?"

The girl's voice was crisp, with a little expectation, like a sky full of stars, shining brightly.

The brush held by the four of them drew a circle on the "yes" alone.

Ning An was excited.

Wen Luoyan: ......

Yun Qingge: ......

Feng Qi: ......

"That's... How did you become an immortal? If you have something to say, ask directly, this is Yun Qingge's last stubbornness.

I know it's a ghost, but... Now that you've played, don't do anything that spoils your fun.

Ning'an: ???

it?

It's over?

What is the difference between asking how to become an immortal and asking how people died!

It's a taboo!

Sure enough, as soon as Yun Qingge's voice fell, a cloudy wind suddenly rose, and the candle trembled and was extinguished instantly.

Pervasive coolness permeates every corner of the air.

It's cold, like he's from hell.

The red figure flashed in front of Ning An's eyes, the blue and purple ankles were covered with black lines, and the red embroidered shoes were particularly bright in the dark.

"Shhh Ning An's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt his scalp tingle.

"Knock knock!"

She could even hear her heart pounding, almost popping out of her throat.

That's enough for a heartbeat! She's going crazy!

But... It doesn't seem right.

What the hell are red embroidered shoes? Did this woman run to the wrong set?

However, the strange thing is that this special magnetic field exists for only a short moment, and before Ning An can figure out what the pen fairy should look like, the head of a female ghost has already been clubbed on the table.

"......" Ning An was silent.

The female ghost's eyes fell out like glass balls, rolled around a few times, and stopped in front of Ning An.

"Hey, I asked you how you became an immortal!" Yun Qingge withdrew the right hand that had been sealed with one hand just now, hammered it on the table, and his voice was a little irritable, "What are you grinding and chirping?" ”

The table shook, and the glassball-like eyeballs rolled under the table again.

"I... I... The villain is a ghost, a ghost! A piercing voice rang out in the darkness, and two white, purple hands shook on the table.

Boom!

Neurotic!

Why do there be cultivators who play psychic games!

Bully!

Cross-border things!

This doesn't meet the rules, hey!

Ning An's eyes were fixed on that eyeball, and then he looked at the hands of the four people clasped together and was silent.

Gan!

Careless!

She shouldn't be afraid of ghosts now!

Fang was so frightened that his heart beat faster, it was really a loss of dignity in the true realm!

[......] The system seems to be smiling.

Finally knew what was wrong.

Well, this guy has no horror vibes in an instant.

Don't be afraid, it's the ghosts who are afraid!

"Then how did you die!" Yun Qingge asked again, unable to show the characteristics of her game black hole.

Pen Fairy... Oh no... Pen ghost, forget it, let's call it the female ghost in red.

The female ghost in red sniffed hard and rolled her eyes tremblingly.

The eyeball instantly rotated 180 degrees.

It's a taboo!

But what can she do?

Helpless, weak, and pitiful.

"I... I was sacrificed to the river god by the townspeople! The female ghost in red had a trembling voice, and looked at Yun Qingge, who was dressed in red like her, in fear.

"Speak human words!" Yun Qingge was impatient.

Sacrifice?

What a sacrifice is a way to die! She had to think about it.

Female ghost in red: Whoa, people aren't people in the first place!

"It's just... Drowned! ”

The female ghost is afraid.

"Female... Female fairy, can you put it... Let go of me, my eyeballs fell off ......"

Yun Qingge coughed lightly twice, watching the female ghost spread out on the table like a puddle of meat and mud, and suddenly felt a little violent.

Not in line with the image of her little fairy.

At Shang Ning'an's incredulous gaze, Yun Qingge felt that his face was slightly hot, but not much.

The confinement on the female ghost disappeared, and she hurriedly lay on the ground looking for eyeballs.

Ning An saw the female ghost press her eyeballs, and then she didn't dare to run, she knelt down on the edge of the table obediently, and asked tremblingly, "Do you have anything else to ask?" ”

Yun Qingge turned his gaze to Wen Luoyan.

Wen Luoyan: ......

glanced at Ning An, who had lost the dignity of the immortal world, and said casually: "Why did you choose you?" ”

I don't know what this little sister is thinking in her head?

This meaningless game...

Could it be that this raider is passive and slacking off?

That's not going to work......

Lady in Red: ...... Really thanks!

Are these people idle and have nothing to do with her pastime?

Inquire about the tragic story of her tragic life?

Check the household register!

It's so undignified to be a ghost?