I'm not a demon

Although Ning Qingming and Dahei didn't make any noise, they were conspicuous enough standing behind a few people, not to mention watching the few people around at any time while the live broadcast was on.

The eyes of the three of them lit up when they saw Ning Qingming. The only girl among them greeted Ning Qingming and asked uncertainly, "Are you Master Ning?"

Ning Qingming: "...I am not."

The girl laughed. She was the person in charge of the live broadcast with her mobile phone. Following her questioning, the camera of the mobile phone was aimed at Ning Qingming and passed across his face.

The live broadcast room was immediately covered by barrage, and the screen was full of barrage about Ning Qingming.

"Master Ning, look at me!"

"Master, bless you and pass the exam!"

"I want to ask, if Master Ning is around, can he still summon the Pen Fairy?"

"Upstairs +1"

"I want to know who the man in black next to Master is... so handsome!"

And those two boys were playing with the pen fairy. Seeing Ning Qingming, the two boys heaved a sigh of relief and joked, "Fortunately, we met Master Ning. We were a little scared..."

Seeing this, Ning Qingming advised a few words: "If you are afraid, don't play, this kind of thing is a psychological effect."

Dahei didn't speak at the side, only vaguely knew that this was a call for spirits?He glanced at Ning Qingming, then at the three people who looked relieved, and he laughed in his heart, how naive!With such a person with a Yin-inducing physique, he would only attract an innocuous roadside wandering soul, but now he can attract a thousand-year-old female ghost...

However, a few people didn't know, and Ning Qingming also forgot that he was still female, and the only one who knew the truth was still waiting to see the show, so after a while, the few people were ready and started to summon the pen fairy.

In the middle of the two teenagers was the blank paper, on which were written horizontally the five characters of Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming, and Qing, and on the left side of the upper half of the paper, the words yes and no were written vertically. On the right side of the upper half of the paper, there are the words male and female. Finally, the lower half of the paper is divided into upper and lower parts by several people. The upper part is written with Arabic numerals from 0 to 9, and the lower part is written with 26 capital letters. .

The two teenagers crossed their hands, put the pen between the two hands, put the pen on the paper, and then said something in their mouths: "Past life, past life, I am your present life, if you want to continue your relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper."

As the two whispered, an evil wind suddenly blew up around them, and the slightly salty wind stopped the words in their mouths, and they looked at each other wondering whether they should continue reading or not.

Ning Qingming stroked her hair that was blown crooked by the wind, and said, "It's windy at the seaside."

The girl held up her mobile phone and said to the two of them, "Hurry up, what are you dawdling about? Could it be that you are afraid?"

"Who, who is afraid!" On the left is a young man with dyed flaxen hair, he said incongruously, "I'm just a little cold."

The boy opposite him was much more honest: "I'm a little scared..."

Dahei didn't speak, just sniffed around, and then moved close to Ning Qingming to block him behind.

"..." Ning Qingming patted his shoulder: "You are blocking my sight."

The girl inadvertently pointed her phone at Ning Qingming to take a picture of this scene. Immediately, there was wailing in the live broadcast room.

"What does that person have to do with Master Ning!"

"Girl love is everywhere... The man who just guarded looks like a loyal dog."

"Could it be the bodyguard?"

The girl who saw these bullet screens glanced at Ning Qingming and Dahei quietly. She hadn't thought about it so much, but after these bullet screens, she looked at them with some ambiguity in her eyes.

Dahei met her gaze and glared at her, scaring her so much that she quickly looked away and didn't dare to look around again.

Dahei is angry: My body and mind belong to my family's flowers!

In this short period of time, the two boys recited the words about summoning the pen fairy several times, but there was no movement for a long time.

Seeing this, the flaxen-haired boy heaved a sigh of relief: "It seems that I can't summon it."

Just as he finished speaking, the pens that had been stationary in their hands suddenly moved——

Ning Qingming looked at the long-haired woman in red who appeared out of nowhere, goosebumps ran all over her body, the color of her big black pupils changed slightly, and sharp fangs were faintly exposed around her mouth.

The woman with long hair in front of her face who couldn't see her face raised her hand and brushed the hair covering her face aside, looked at Ning Qingming and Dahei, and smiled shyly: "Ah, the boss of the Yaozu , good evening~"

Because there was someone next to him, Ning Qingming and Dahei didn't speak, the woman giggled and floated to Ning Qingming's side and was about to lean on him, "You smell so sweet."

Ning Qingming took a step to the side to avoid her physical contact.

Seeing that those people didn't notice him, Dahei bared his teeth at the woman, who covered her lips and smiled and said, "A pup who is only this big dares to protest against me."

Dahei was unmoved, still grinning like that, the woman looked at him and burst out laughing.

Looking at this woman, Ning Qingming always felt that this ghost was a bit familiar, so she couldn't help but make a bold guess...

The three people who were playing with the pen fairy over there didn't notice what happened here at all, because the woman attached a wisp of yin to the pen, and the pen was moving slowly as the two of them asked.

The pen led the two of them to draw a circle on the paper. The short-haired boy with flaxen hair stared straight in fright, and forgot what he was about to say next.

The black-haired honest boy among the two asked, "Are you here?"

The pen slowly moved to the word 'yes', and the black-haired boy continued to ask, "Can I ask you a question?"

The pen draws a circle on it.

The girl holding the mobile phone at the side held her breath and dared not make a sound.

The flaxen-haired boy came back to his senses at this moment, restrained his desire to be afraid, and asked, "Do you know what my name is?"

The woman here was standing next to Ning Qingming, although she was staring at him affectionately, she did not delay her playing games with a few people.

The pen moved and moved to the two English letters "L" and "A".

The flaxen boy was taken aback for a moment, his name is indeed Lu An...

The girl and the other boy became excited, and the black-haired boy was no longer afraid, and asked impatiently, "Then what about me?"

The pen draws across the three letters "J", "W" and "T".

"Amazing!" The girl covered her mouth excitedly, and the boy's name is Jiang Wentao!

Jiang Wentao continued to ask: "Then what is the name of the girl next to me?"

The speed of the pen's movement became faster, and it quickly stopped on the two letters "Z" and "W".

Zhang Wen groaned, exchanged glances with Lu An and Jiang Wentao, and then asked other questions enthusiastically.

Ning Qingming and Dahei looked at the few people having fun with expressionless faces, and endured the giggling of the female ghost beside them.

She smiled and clung to Ning Qingming, otherwise Ning Qingming kept hiding, she would hang herself on Ning Qingming.

The questions asked by the few people were quite boring. When it was time to send Bixian away after almost all the questions were asked, Jiang Wentao, looking for excitement, asked, "Then how did you die?"

The air froze abruptly.

The smiling female ghost beside Ning Qingming turned her head to look at Jiang Wentao. Her eyes turned red and blood flowed from them. A large cloud of black mist suddenly spread from behind, turning into wisps of black air and shooting at Jiang Wentao.

"Wait—" Ning Qingming shouted quickly, "I seem to feel the breath of hell! Is there a ghost messenger here to catch you?"

After a black gas, he circled around Jiang Wentao twice, and slowly retracted it.

The woman looked around with eyes that were still dripping with blood, and said, "I don't feel the breath of the dead in the underworld."

Ning Qingming laughed awkwardly, and was about to lie, when suddenly a chill came from behind the group of people, which made people feel chills from the head to the soles of their feet.

The woman's expression changed suddenly, and she was about to run away, but it was already too late——

A man with black hair and black eyes, expressionless and stern expression in a suit suddenly appeared in front of her, pinching her neck weakly with his hands, and said in a dangerous voice, "Are you doing all kinds of evil again?"