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The little rabbit was pinched by Wu Wen, but he refused.

But he squeezed the rabbit with his hand and deformed it.

The fairy screamed even louder, and her claws scratched several deep wounds on Wu Wen's arm.

A sharp pain came from Wu Wen's arm. Wu Wen saw that his arm was already torn open, and the scarlet texture was exposed.

However, due to his resignation, no blood flowed from his wound, after all, his body was not producing blood now.

The sharp pain came from his arm, but Wu Wen still gritted his teeth and refused to let go.

If he lets go this time, he may not be able to catch the Pen Fairy next time.

Wu Wen raised his hand axe in his right hand and chopped it down fiercely, and the axe hit the Pen Fairy's forehead.

"Ahhh!!!"

A shrill scream sounded from the Pen Fairy's mouth, and the Pen Fairy frantically reached into Wu Wen's chest and heart.

"Beautiful!" Wu Wen shouted loudly, and two arms suddenly stretched out from the shadow behind him.

He didn't dare to call Hong Yuan, not because he was afraid of Hong Yuan, but according to Hong Yuan's temper, if he called her out, she would tear the Pen Fairy to death. His goal was not to kill her, so it was better to call her Beautiful than Hong Yuan.

"Cold, so cold!" Two pairs of pale arms instantly clamped the Pen Fairy's body, but at this time the Pen Fairy's hand had already penetrated Wu Wen's chest and directly grabbed his dead heart.

"Hmph!" Wu Wen groaned, holding back the severe pain in his chest, and continued to chase and chop with the axe while grabbing the Pen Fairy's chest.

He had the will to die, and the heart was no longer his fatal point. Although his chest was broken and still had a piercing pain, Wu Wen was ruthless, and even though he was trembling with pain, he still held the Pen Fairy's chest tightly.

"Fuck!" Wu Wen pulled the axe off the Pen Fairy's forehead, and then chopped it with another axe.

The Pen Fairy screamed miserably, her arms had been frozen by the beautiful coldness, and a layer of white mist appeared on the ghost's body, and her body was greatly slowed down.

Her delicate face was chopped out by Wu Wen's two axes, leaving a gap where the skull and brain tissue could be seen, but the severe pain and life crisis also made the Pen Fairy ruthless. She grabbed Wu Wen's cold will to die with the hand holding Wu Wen's heart, and bit Wu Wen's face with the axe on her head.

Wu Wen could still bear the slash in the chest, but he couldn't bear the bite on the face.

Wu Wen immediately gave up the axe and put it directly on the neck of the Pen Fairy, so that her head could not move forward.

At this time, Meihao, who had completely crawled out of Wu Wen's body, was completely attached to the Pen Fairy.

"Cold, so cold, so cold!"

Meihao's shrill and resentful screams rang in the Pen Fairy's ears. The cold frost that could freeze ghosts covered the Pen Fairy's face little by little, which greatly affected her neck twisting.

Meihao's screams were shrill and resentful, but Wu Wen still suppressed her desire to attack in his heart, just letting her restrict the Pen Fairy's actions.

After all, the Pen Fairy was something he was going to subdue. If it was beaten half to death, there was no point in subduing it.

The body of the Pen Fairy gradually became stiff, and her shrill screams became louder, but her body was pressed down by Wu Wen bit by bit.

The extremely cold touch came from the ghost close to him in front of him, and Wu Wen looked at the deep scars on the Pen Fairy that were cut to the bone, and a touch of pleasure appeared in his eyes.

The Pen Fairy's non-resistance made him even more happy.

But why didn't the Pen Fairy show surrender?

Wu Wen pressed the Pen Fairy down little by little, wanting to attack her himself, but his hands were both useful and he couldn't pull them out at all.

Looking at her face that was chopped by the axe, Wu Wen made up his mind, without any care, and opened his big mouth and bit it hard.

"Ah!!!" The shrill screams became louder and louder, and a large piece of the Pen Fairy's face was torn off by Wu Wen.

The flesh of the Pen Fairy disappeared from the body, and a cool feeling passed through Wu Wen's mouth and into his heart. A translucent dead heart quickly recondensed under the coolness.

Wu Wen's eyes were even more joyful, and he opened his mouth again.

Prepare to take another bite.

However, at this time, the human skin in the distance also ran over angrily. Its little skin held a small branch in its hand, wrapped it with its own leather hand, and fiercely thrust it into the buttocks of the pen fairy. (Human skin can touch ghosts, but branches cannot, so skin wrapped around branches can effectively kill.)

"Ah!" A shrill and painful scream that made people feel cold came from the mouth of the pen fairy whose half face had been torn off. The body of the pen fairy that had been resisting stubbornly completely lost all resistance and was pressed under Wu Wen.

"Good boy!" Wu Wen was overjoyed and took out the contract bracelet from his backpack. His legs forcibly controlled the body of the pen fairy, one hand grabbed her arm, and the other hand fiercely put the bracelet on.

"Ahhh!!!" Incomparable pain surged on the Pen Fairy's body. Her dark eye sockets without eyeballs were stimulated by the irresistible pain and kept shedding blood and tears. Her body, frozen by the beauty, twisted strangely, and the shrill screams from her mouth made people panic.

Fortunately, the pain was only for a moment. As soon as the pain disappeared, a vibration sound of a mobile phone reminder rang.

"Ding, successfully arrested the ghost."

A special feeling arose in Wu Wen's heart as the mobile phone vibrated.

He looked at the Pen Fairy under him, and felt as if he had signed a non-aggression treaty with her. He always felt that he couldn't do it suddenly.

Not only him, but even the human skin and the beauty retreated from the Pen Fairy. The beauty turned directly into a shadow and returned to Wu Wen's back. The human skin took out the branch in his little skin's hand and quietly threw it into the accumulated water beside him.

As the suppression of one person, one skin and one ghost disappeared, the Pen Fairy finally floated up from the ground with a face full of resentment.

"Huahua..." Two water ripples appeared under the Pen Fairy's feet. She tiptoed to Wu Wen little by little, and faced Wu Wen's face with her ugly face that was already being repaired. The dark eye sockets without eyeballs and with trickling blood and tears stared at Wu Wen's eyes.

The little rabbit was swollen, and the damage was higher than the two axes that Wu Wen chopped at her face.

The Pen Fairy's face gradually recovered without the beautiful suppression. She stared at Wu Wen with resentment again, and then the whole ghost began to shrink continuously and kept approaching Wu Wen.

As her body gathered, a bright pink pattern like a colorful tattoo appeared on Wu Wen's chest.

It was a pattern of a woman holding a pink oil-paper umbrella, with only her back exposed. However, judging from the pink ancient-style clothing of the woman in the pattern, it was undoubtedly the Pen Fairy.

Two or three cherry-like red tears were dripping on the top of the oil-paper umbrella. These were the blood and tears shed by Hong Yuan at that time, but now they have become a very beautiful decoration. Combined with the charming figure holding the oil-paper umbrella, it is simply a literary work full of classical and desolate charm.

Wu Wen pulled open his raincoat and looked at the beautiful tattoo on his chest with a smile on his face. He wanted to peel off his skin and make it into an exhibit to show the beauty of his tattoo.

Fortunately, the big hole in his chest that was dug out by the Pen Fairy still dispelled his idea and pulled him back.

Wu Wen looked at the deep scratches on his arm and the big hole in his chest where the flesh and blood turned outward, and took a breath of cold air.

If he didn't have this resigned heart, he would have to die this time!

Even if his heart was not taken out, the wounds on his arms that almost completely tore his flesh and blood would make his hands useless.

The strength of the new ghost is so terrifying!

"Ah, actually that's not right. I remember that when I didn't have a heart, I was hit by a ghost and my lower leg was only amputated." Wu Wen thought of the upside-down female ghost in the white house again.

The fact that the female ghost could fight with Hong Yuan proved that she was at least a new ghost. At that time, the ghost didn't have any wounds on her body, but almost amputated her lower leg.

In this way, it seems that the benefits brought by this heart are not only benefits, but also seem to have disadvantages.

That is, he can encounter ghosts, and the ghosts can also bring additional physical damage to him accordingly.

Wu Wen suppressed the doubts in his heart and looked at the slightly illusory death heart that had re-condensed in his chest.