I'm an ordinary person

They were all curious about what An Lan would wish for.Even the live broadcast room was very lively. After all, other people's inquiries before were quite satisfactory, which made them a little boring.

But An Lan is different, his performance has always been very special, it can be said that this live broadcast is a mudslide.

[I'm curious what the little brother will ask, do you have a girlfriend yet? ]

[Have you forgotten the previous one, he is married!]Enough of you nympho! (Although I am also very sad QUQ)]

[Oh, no matter what, I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years. ]

"Then tell me... who are you, I'm curious."

The ghost naturally couldn't answer, and Lulu also had an ugly face, and said aside: "Everyone else is dead, so it's not good to poke someone's wound like this?"

"I didn't violate the taboo either." An Lan smiled.

The pen slid quickly, leaving only afterimages, and they had to hold the pen tightly for fear of letting go suddenly.

"Oh, I can't hold it anymore..." Lulu's fingertips were pale, and she bit her lips tightly.

Slowly let go of the hand, but let go of two fingers, no matter what you do, you can't let go, it seems to be glued.But it was still live, and she didn't dare to make it too obvious.

This made Lulu gritted her silver teeth, her eyes seemed to be poisoned, and she looked at the others, who seemed to be struggling with the pen.

"It's really hard work for you, even if you can't hold it, hold it tightly, ashamed and ashamed." An Lan's eyes widened slightly, as if she was sincerely praising.

Lulu was so angry that she vomited blood.She has never been so unlucky. While the ghost brought her youthful beauty, it also brought her good luck.

If she hadn't really experienced this feeling, she would have suspected that the ghost was deceiving her.

She had originally planned to hold the pen and let go, so she wouldn't be blamed, and the artillery fire would be concentrated on An Lan.As long as the pen fairy ceremony fails, she can use the live broadcast effect as a cover to devour their remnant souls.

Anyway, they won't die, she just absorbs a little bit of their remnant souls!

The pen slowly returned to calm, and the lit candle flickered on and off, and would be extinguished at any moment, as if something was furious in the room.Add a bit of creepy color.

[God, I'm so scared, my little brother is so good at killing me! ]

[Feeling pills.Let’s see if I can send it away now, but I think it’s a bit difficult]

[Who asked him to ask who the pen fairy was before he was alive, I would be angry if it were me, if something really happened, he would be a sinner through the ages. ]

[It’s just the live broadcast effect, you guys really take it seriously, haha]

The pen writes a "ghost" character vigorously, and the tip of the pen seems to pass through the thin white paper.

"I'm done asking, next one."

The next one was Jian Ke. Lulu secretly loosened three fingers, but this time she got her wish.

If she hadn't been able to communicate with the ghost in her heart, she would have scolded it bloody.What exactly is going on?

Jian Ke looked at An Lan, and An Lan said, "Just ask, it's just a game anyway."

"Pen fairy, pen fairy, how long can I live?"

An Lan looked at the ghost holding the pen with more resentment than before, and was obviously very angry at the ghost's questions.

The ghost is about to make pupils quake, what's going on with these few humans is getting more difficult than the other!This made her, a former pen fairy, extremely irritable.

Finally moved to "No", obviously he didn't know the question either.

Jian Ke pouted, and muttered: "This year's pen fairy is not very good."

Obviously, he learned a little about the boss's black belly under the influence of his ears and eyes.

An Lan found Jian Ke more pleasing to the eye, and a child can be taught. Even if it were an old man, he would not know the answer. After all, he was out of the control of the book of life and death, and his lifespan was only recorded in the book of life and death.But this number is changing all the time.

She is just a former pen fairy with a little bit of ability, so where can she go with her ability?

Lulu also asked a question casually: "Can the live broadcast room reach 20 tonight?" Now it is not far from 20, and Penxian simply clicked "Yes".

"I still want to ask, it's up to me." Zhang Hao was very active. According to the order, it was indeed him, but he had already asked two questions before, which made the live broadcast room a bit subtle. Others thought why he likes to act so much. die.

He Xuan still had that condescending temper. He thought, if there was a problem with Bixian's game and Bixian came out to kill them, they would be more scared than Bixian. If he saved them at this time, maybe he would be grateful and at the same time, You can also earn the Pen Fairy under your command.

When he thought of them kneeling on the ground begging him to save them, his heart was very hot.

Let's make fun of you, He Xuan looked at Zhang Hao who was a little crazy, he wanted to charge some interest.

Lulu's smile was even sweeter, she knew that this was the best time for her to do it, and she would never come again when the time was right.

Although Zhang Hao gave money generously and was considerate when going to bed, who let him stand in her way?If you want to blame, you only need to blame yourself, who made him so unlucky?

Lulu and He Xuan had different expressions.

Zhang Hao originally wanted to ask whether he could win that project, but what he said became: "How did you die?"

There was silence all around, the pen slid quickly, and the hands holding them kept moving, the tip of the pen even scratched the paper, and countless marks were drawn on the deep uneven table.

The candle danced, flickering, leaving blood-red wax tears, and the flashlight was turned off and on, very penetrating.

"Don't let go!" Jian Ke yelled, clutching the pen with both hands.

No one was in the mood to blame him, what was more important was the immediate crisis.

Because of this change in the live broadcast room, the bullet screens froze for a while, and then quickly swiped the screen.

[Oh my god, what direction is this going?A little blunt. ]

[Yes, yes, normal people would not ask the cause of Bixian's death, this is simply touching its taboo! ]

[I do understand a little bit. Didn't you notice that this man named Zhang Hao also looked very frightened after he finished speaking?I actually think that he didn't intend to say it at all, maybe he was controlled by Bixian. If he said this and broke the taboo, Bixian could do whatever he wanted. ]

[Wc, it makes sense to say so. ]

[That can barely explain it]

Zhang Hao was also very surprised, he didn't have time to make a move, and then, when he was holding the pen, he accidentally bumped into Zhang Hao, Zhang Hao's hand hurt, and his hand loosened...

They were all shocked again by this turn of events, they had to let go, and the pen fell down on the tattered paper, forming a blood-red smiling face.

"Wc, you let go of your pen!" He Xuan preemptively grabbed his collar angrily.

"No... I didn't mean it!" Zhang Hao also panicked.Then he said, "It's you, it's you who bumped into my hand, that's why it happened."

"You are still sophistry, we will all be killed by you!"

An Lan watched them bite each other, feeling very amused.