If you become a monster, you will succeed

Feeling the restlessness coming from the tip of the pen, the corners of Feng Xue's mouth rose slightly, she came to the study and opened a blank piece of paper, hung the pen with her non-dominant hand, and said softly:

"Pen Xian Bi Xian, you are my past life, and I am your present life, if you want to renew your relationship with me, please draw a circle on the pen."

Although the ceremony for inviting a pen fairy is simple, it is generally impossible to invite someone like Feng Xue, but who made him be possessed by a pen fairy before that?

So, almost at the same time as he finished chanting the incantation, the pen in his hand began to write on the paper automatically, instead of drawing a trembling circle, it was a big beautiful character——

"die!"

"Hey, I know you're dead, so I don't need to mention it often, I just want to ask you something..."

"die!"

"Well, I didn't ask you any prohibited questions, I just wanted to know how old you were, male and female, before you died, can you come out and meet..."

"die!"

"Fuck! You don't want to be ashamed, do you?" Feng Xue looked at the "dead" pen fairy no matter what she asked, she slapped the table on the spot, took the book of life and death on the table, and pressed the pen In the book of life and death, it says:

"You give me another try?!"

"Shua Shua!"

"Shua Shua!"

"Shua Shua!"

The sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper kept ringing, and the precious pen just dragged Feng Xue's hand, writing and drawing in the book of life and death, but couldn't write a single word, Feng Xue could even feel it, The anxious feeling of crying is being conveyed back from the pen.

Feng Xue didn't have any sympathy for this, and said very calmly:

"Write, why don't you write? Go on! Talk to you well and you're still crazy, right? You really think you're a pen fairy because you're called a pen fairy? Huh? Why don't you talk? Aren't you very capable? "

Feng Xue's provocative words spit out from her mouth, almost every time a syllable was dropped, the pen trembled twice, and it felt like the pen was about to be crushed.

But unfortunately, this pen is a phantom.

Unless it has the ability to destroy the class, it cannot be crushed at all.

"Laughing to death, you still let people die all day long with this little ability? Ah, by the way, you can draw circles other than death. I understand. Are you illiterate? It's so pitiful. Do you know if there is a school, or should I send you to be gilded?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhh—"

The ear-piercing screams made the glass rattle, but I don't know if it's not enough decibels, or there is something special about the glass in this room. After a burst of noise, I didn't see any side really shattered.

Seeing this situation, Feng Xue smiled even more intensely, and said with a grin:

"Hehe, I thought you could scream like a banshee, but I didn't expect that even glass can't be broken. You can kill people like others with just this ability, you little fish!"

"Go to hell!!!" The voice full of resentment was transmitted directly to the brain along the finger bones, Feng Xue's hand holding the pen suddenly lifted up uncontrollably, and the sharp fingertips went straight to poke the eyeballs.

It's just that this movement just started, and then it stopped abruptly. A just right force completely neutralized the force of raising the hand, making the arm stop in mid-air.

And Feng Xue took out a bottle of milk from nowhere and poured half a gulp into her mouth, then squirted it out at her hand holding the pen——

"ah--"

A scream that was several times harsher than before exploded from Feng Xue's left hand, but Feng Xue touched her hand behind her when she saw it, and immediately pulled out a roll of plastic wrap and shook it vigorously.

Originally, it was very difficult for the plastic wrap to be thrown away like this, but with the help of Wuxiang’s supernatural powers, the plastic wrap was like a white practice, and it circled several times in the air precisely, forming a roughly humanoid shape. .

"Come down you!"

Seeing that she had successfully caught the target, the corners of Feng Xue's mouth rose, and with her arms exerting force, she actually pulled down the transparent existence suspended in the air.

"Eat me [Phenomena of the Heavenly Demon·Hundred-armed Giant's Great Capture]!"

Feng Xue yelled the name of a very outrageous move, a pair of arms changed in the air, as if hundreds of arms were really dancing, and the transparent existence that was only wrapped around twice was immediately completely wrapped up and turned into a human form The plastic wrap zongzi fell to the ground.

Well, maybe it's more polite to say it's the mummy.

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

The mummy wrapped in plastic wrap was struggling crazily, twisting back and forth like maggots, but Feng Xue grinned, and took out the old friend whose presence was getting thinner from her waist, and put it into her pocket, although at this time she used cow's tears to It's the same, but learning from Miss Ke's previous lessons, he chose to protect his eyes against these strange existences.

The filter is installed, but the world in the eyes has not changed in any way, no, it seems that there are still some, for example, the completely transparent body wrapped in plastic wrap finally has a complete form.

"You, what are you going to do?"

Maybe it was the cognitive effect brought by the filter, or maybe it was because Feng Xue saw something wrong in his eyes, Bixian finally uttered words that Feng Xue could understand.

Seeing this, Feng Xue sucked in a mouthful of saliva, and in the days when he was using the filter, this beauty was second only to Miss Ke's family... Ahem, the female ghost picked it up from the ground, and looked at the bump up and down. With a well-proportioned figure, she was very dissatisfied with the blue and white sportswear.

"Talk to you well and you ignore it, are you willing to speak now?"

"Let go of me first!" Miss Bixian let out a mournful cry, but Feng Xue still maintained the posture of carrying a cat, and brought the translucent pretty face wrapped in plastic wrap in front of her, Showing a begging expression, looking up and down this female ghost with salty eyes, not to mention, if this sportswear is replaced by a skirt, it will really feel a bit fairy...

Well, the premise is to remove the plastic wrap.

As a derivative of phantom, the pen fairy, who has never seen such a battle, immediately panicked, struggled hard, and made some sharp noises, but Feng Xue was completely unmoved, and just pulled out two more plastic wraps The twisted rope was used to hang her on the roof. Fortunately, the ghost has no weight, otherwise the lamp might not be able to hold it.

"Let me go, just say what you want to ask, I know everything!"

Seemingly realizing that she really couldn't get rid of the nitrite-containing plastic wrap, Miss Bixian lowered her head in humiliation, but Feng Xue folded her arms and said with an embarrassing expression:

"Wouldn't it be better to do this earlier? Now? It's too late!"

"Then what do you want?" Miss Bixian shuddered when Feng Xue saw it, and said weakly: "I am a Bixian, and I know nothing but psychic divination."

"Oh, you really know how to ask divination through psychics? I thought you could only write 'death'! Well, then listen up, let me ask you... What do you think I will do to you next? ?”