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It can still be condensed into a spiritual body floating around in a dark room, eyes from time to time toward the bed sleeping man glance at. Suddenly, his stature meal, think of yourself crossing into statues, once the method of dream, to his believers to teach skills.
Shabi Although there is no idol so strong, but the conversion from evil spirits by magic, should be able to help him fall asleep.
Can still operate within the power of a □□, perhaps because of hunger too long, or perhaps never had to take care of his power like a mess, clueless intertwined. Still try to alienation and refining comprehension exercises, running a few weeks days later, barely these forces along the line and, along with the kind of people anxious hunger also reduced a lot.
It seems devotional exercises are also adapted to the spirit of the pen, just because the world is no aura, he was able to mobilize, and only the spirit of the pen itself accumulated evil spirits.
The original pen Spirit is the source of evil spirits because of the loss, they do not know how to practice, which leads to the demise of consciousness. If he can not be continued life for myself, I am afraid that sooner or later will follow the footsteps of the pen spirit.
Most people who come with evil spirits, no matter how much, can still maintain the basic necessities of no problems, but the smell King Rong for several years now, even though his body appeared evil spirits, soon to be a blessing and even a little slag slag are We will not rest. As for him who evil spirits, is not even close had no chance.
We can still do is magic practice as soon as possible and strive to shake off the contract barrier, Wen Jing Rong from outside people who draw evil spirits.
He made up his mind, still running Mana, a heap of smoke, smell into the dream of King Rong.
To his current magic, you can not control other people's dreams, only as a "guest" in it.
Wen Jing Rong asleep and did not dream, the dream of a chaotic world. At this time, a white figure suddenly flashed instantly lit up the original dark world, toes down light, thrown ripples, like a feather, gently call "wake up" the sense of smell King Rong.
Wen Jing Rong looked not far from that group flashes of light and shadow, legs uncontrollably to the "it" went over. Each step closer, the shadow will be clearly outline a minute, until near, he has turned into human form. Exactly, it is a tall, slender man back.
Can still be surprised to find that smell into the dream of King Rong after that he had no rule of stature, it began its own transformation. But a moment, there was the human form.
"Who are you?" A voice suddenly came from behind.
Still subconsciously he turned his head, revealing a ...... blank face.
Wen Jing Rong: "......" look forward to want to take a glimpse of the real capacity and found that no other facial features, far more than the hearts of disappointed horror.
"Who are you?" Wen Jing Rong asked again. Although fuzzy face, but he still wanted to know his identity.
Still wanted to answer, but there is no mouth available, can only do a quiet (no face) handsome man, his heart is collapse.
Wen Jing Rong squinted, trying to find his features from his face goes blank, but has always been a blur.
He rarely dream, but as long as the dream, every waking will be a kind of feeling of emptiness,He seems to have lost something, or what they are looking for. This man appears a dream, so he had no thoughts landed, the first time a sense of security.
Wen Jing Rong could not help but reach out and want to be more truly feel his presence, but fingers just touch his body, all eyes began to blur, then completely plunged into darkness.
Wen Jing Rong suddenly opened his eyes, only to see a room of silence Seiki.
He sat up from the bed out of a cigarette Diao, the brain continues to recall the Nama the white dream appears, dark eyes flickering in smoke, elusive.
There is no human form lying still on the bed, a de-force look. The first fall asleep, did not say a word, did not reveal a face being squeezed out, but also herself lethargic. It seems necessary to practice for some time to consider the issue of a dream, or else not have to put their consumption of dead.
Next, you can still never try to fall asleep, but stay in the King Wen Rong side to sit safely practice.
However, he did not expect this dream to hear King Rong a sort of a small left its mark.
Wen Jing Rong begins dating a woman, she became a dating men. Whenever he sees, he will receive his invitation, but each Dating basically met once over. One month down, I do not know how handsome he made "Spring - heart" sprout.
Wen Jing Rong Tam planet is well-known gold nobles, net worth a lot of money, looks outstanding, highly popular in the circle. Although homosexual love is not mainstream, but the smell King Rong behavior, no doubt to some single men a clear hint, let their minds active.
Many men take the initiative to start Rong Jing Wen hooked, they could not find the opportunity to meet privately, he wanted a way to participate in a reception attended by Wen Jing Rong, manufacture all kinds of unexpected deeper impression.
Wen Jing Rong sometimes strike up a conversation with a few, sometimes not even a look also absent. After a few times, and soon it was discovered that he favored men are basically a type, tall, gentle temperament. Unfortunately, no one has become his guest into the tabernacle of the congregation, in the end he did not know what kind of want to find a male partner.
Still hanging on the sleeves Wen Jing Rong, watched his handsome camouflage, peach blossoming, depressed heart can not tell.
"Smell total, need you to sign this document." Secretary handed the file in front of King Wen Rong.
Wen Jing Rong habitually removed cufflinks, converted pencil, raising his hand on a file paddling found without leaving ink.
Wen Jing Rong frowned, picked up the pen in the hands of the magic number looked, it seems no problem.
Fingerprint identification, although outsiders are also able to write, but only the pen owner personally use that has the legal effect of the magic number of strokes, which is the reason people Gautam star magic number used to carry a pen.
Wen Jing Rong tried a few times, still not able to write the writing, but to remove the spare number magic pen, signed his name on the document.
After signing, Wen Jing Rong spare pens magic number button on the sleeve, and you can still take a mate.
Still looking around this new little friend, greeting:. "What a coincidence, we are cufflinks shaped pen magic number"
The new junior partner with high cold silence.
Still feel uncomfortable, do not make decisions in a short time King Wen Rong use your own body.Still at work, Wen Jing Rong left the company, drove to a private repair shop.
"Bra, long time no see." The owner is a handsome Uncle forties, he came to see Wen Jing Rong, warm hellos.
"Do not call me 'brother smell'!" Wen Jing Rong glared at him, then will still be taken down, handed it to him, "Help me see, is not out of trouble?"
Handsome uncle took the magic number of strokes, exclaim: "? Look at this style, the style of a few decades ago, service was really good, function is also very complete, not previously transformed"
"Probably." Wen Jing Rong was inherited from his father five years ago the hands of the pen, I do not know my father has not transformed, functional and modern product down no difference.
Handsome uncle he converted into a pencil, a piece of paper to write a few times, writing clear, uniform color, and there is no problem.
"This is not normal for you?" Handsome Uncle wonder to see King Rong to hear.
Wen Jing Rong take back the pen, but also paper to write a few times, the result is still a blank.
Handsome uncle and take the test, it is successfully written the word out. But as long as the change to the King Wen Rong hands, immediately die.
"Ha ha ha." Handsome uncle could not help but laughed, "bra, it seems to be far from the pen to see you ah! You in the end how abuse it?"
Wen Jing Rong staring at the hands of the pen, a look of gloom, who will trace out evil spirits.
The rapid spiritual body still evil spirits flew past the wire that step, action described as unpleasant, the reaction is quite agile, but in the end the enemy had failed to purify the blessing of light. Delicious evil spirits vanished before his eyes.
Still like a group of cotton-like, limp dropped to the ground.
Like some evil spirits, how is it so hard to do!
"Your pen magic number, no problem." After Uncle handsome double-check to make professional judgments, "I think the problem is your character."
Wen Jing Rong magic number will pen a good income, and went straight left the repair shop.
In the evening, Wen Jing Rong cleaned up, watched some TV before bed, and then pick up the pen began to study magic number.
The pen with him for several years and have never had any fault, how suddenly not be used? And only he himself can not be used. Wen Jing Rong inexplicably feel unhappy, there is a feeling of being renegade own things. Think for a long time thought out what clue, Wen Jing Rong had to put aside the pen, sleeping in the dark.
King Wen sat still floating Rong who constantly faces scared him, though he could not see anything.
"You wait, I'll go pick up your dreams!" Fair angrily waved his fist.
Carter, to see the bed of the man suddenly opened his eyes, sharp eyes straight shot over the direction can still be located.
Still threw back a bomb: Nima, scary!
Wen Jing Rong puzzled glance around.
Here, here! Still in the air and put out a distorted poss.
Wen Jing Rong just felt chilly wind blowing head, frowning stare for a moment, did not find anything unusual, and slowly closed his eyes.
Not after a while, they go to sleep.
Still brewing a bit emotional, use magic again into the dream King Wen Rong's.
Like last time, just fall asleep,He has a human form.
Not enough time to do something, he was clinging to a pair of big hands, ears then came a man in a low voice:. "Gotcha."
The dream should not have any feel, but King Wen Rong's close, still feeling the back allows a hot, familiar atmosphere he wrapped round and round.
Still she did not struggle, but first touched his face, and found that he actually had the facial features!
"Tell me who you are?"
I'm around you that support Shabi - of course not be so acceptable answer.
Wen Jing Rong did not get a response, then hooked his waist, his body will slowly turn.
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