Chapter 1635 The Spirit of the Little Heavenly Master (3)

I heard that in this blocked school building, a school sister was deceived by the scum male and was pregnant.

As a result, the scum man abandoned her.

She was aborted again, and she couldn’t open her red dress and jumped straight to commit suicide.

After jumping off the building, the school sister became a devil, and a red dress began to wander in the teaching building.

Enticing one person after another, like a dumpling, it will pounce on the ground.

The people who jumped here, after death, became the food of the red sister.

The most exciting thing about this story is.

The red sister has a pen and is placed on a table in the middle of the classroom.

If someone can hold the pen, she can ask her by pen.

Then she can fulfill the wishes of that person.

The premise is that the pen must be sent away.

If you don't send it away, the pen-stained red sister will start to kill.

And this group of brains, after the pen fairy, did not send away.

The results were repeated one after another, and all of them were unlucky.

Not being shackled by a vase, being beaten by someone, or being a car accident.

The most frightening thing is that people call them every night.

As a result, one of the girls with weak mentality, called Xiao Nian, was called into the teaching building.

Jumped off the building.

The remaining six people know the seriousness of the matter.

Immediately pay for the ghost teacher.

But a group of freshmen who have never seen the world, there is no way to go to the powerful ghost catcher.

They are also watching live broadcasts and seeing the live broadcast of Bai Weiwei who has not yet been sealed.

Thought she was very good.

Just pick up the money and ask her to drive the ghost.

Then the original Lord came, and then she came.

In other words, Bai Weiwei directly dropped the ghost to the scene.

Bai Weiwei listened to the whole story.

Sure enough, there is no one ghost story, or a group of people who are struggling to die. It is impossible to proceed.

These seven people in front of me are all savage little masters.

Bai Weiwei shook his voice and asked the system, "I don't really have a ghost."

The system is calm and windy. "Don't be afraid, just a few little devils. What are you afraid of?"

This statement can be applied to any template that is not afraid.

Not afraid, but just a few small snakes, what are you afraid of.

Not afraid, but it is just a few hundred Southerners, what are you afraid of.

Not afraid, but there are a few mice, and they are fried.

But for those who are really afraid, how can they not be afraid?

She had experienced a ghost plane before, and she was scared.

How come one more.

Bai Weiwei’s face was pale, and he was still whiter than the other side.

The boy’s mouth twitched, like the system, a calm batch.

A classmate around me asked: "Tianshi, can you please leave?"

Bai Weiwei trembled and said, "Go and go, let's go, pen fairy."

The ghost knows how to go.

Not her request.

And this original Lord is also the Lord who eats and eats.

I don’t know how to send away the pens, it’s just like making a fool.

However, this way, how have you been turning around?

Bai Weiwei decided to let go.

She let go of her hand and the female student opposite was afraid to let go.

Then the pen is still in the circle.

Because the boy still holds the pen.

Bai Weiwei couldn't help but say to him: "Let's let go, let's go."

What is the rent, she went out to set up a stall to calculate the marriage can mix and drink.

Nothing to catch a ghost.

The teenager fingered and the pen stopped.

He turned to look at her, the misty eyes, with a few strange attention.

The female classmate who let go of her hand looked at Bai Weiwei with a look of horror.

"Tianshi, who are you talking to?"

The rest of the classmates were even more alarmed. Everyone was afraid.

I am more afraid of seeing Bai Weiwei now.

Bai Weiwei was sluggish and waited for an answer.

Suddenly I don’t know that there was ethereal, weird, cold woman laughing from there.

This laughter completely scared the group of new students.

They screamed for a while and immediately turned and ran away.

Run six...

After seeing the taste, Bai Weiwei returned to the taste, please pen is seven people.

Seven people are not wrong, just six.

There are still her Raiders goals left, and Yu Mo moved.

Then... No, a new student named Xiao Nian died.

There are indeed six living people left.

...... Then the beautiful, beautiful and lovely teenager is in front of him... is it... Who?

Bai Weiwei’s neck twitched and felt the bones stiff.

Her tongue is knotted. "Isn't that the red sister?"

System: "There is not only one ghost in this building."

Bai Weiwei: "..."

The teenager in front of him picked up the pen, and he was white and close to the transparent fingers. Yingying was as beautiful as jade.

Then he was like a temptation, and his fingertips touched her finger lightly.

An unusually cold temperature gives Bai Weiwei a glimpse.

The boy’s face, which had no flaws in the moonlight, slowly revealed a beauty that was close to an illusory smile.

"Can you meet me?"

Bai Weiwei slowly retracted her hand and her fingers were frozen.

Then she slowly got up and stared at Yu Mo's, like staring at a viper.

After Bai Weiwei stepped back a few steps, he turned like a lightning bolt and turned around and ran.

Raiders are invincible in the world.

Raiders have a lot of ghosts.

Bai Weiwei said that during the day, the courage is strong and then come to the Raiders, and now it is.

And the teenager also followed up, holding a pen in his hand, red lips, slowly screaming a strange smile.

Then he floated out and followed Bai Weiwei.

The last one, the explosion is over.

These manuscripts were rushed out in less than a week. It was my limit. I sat in front of the computer for more than ten hours every day.

Before the manuscript, I had a low fever and I was taking a break. As a result, I still got up and saved.

Since I wrote this book, I feel that my ability to resist the virus has plummeted. This is the first time that I have a fever and it has to be delayed for a long time after each fever.

I really like to write books. No matter how hard it is, I will be excited when I pick up the keyboard. It is a disease compared to a cold.

Thank you all the way to the current Meng cake, really like you.

Thank you for seeing the new sister paper all the way today. It is the fate of the gathering, and I am careful.

Good night then. The **** author is lying flat, it is too tired.

... I am sorry to see the typos, thank you.

(End of this chapter)