Following Yan Junze's finger, Zhang Tiantian's head hanging upside down slowly turned, and this rotation was very mechanical, looking at the red pen.

Then an open right hand appeared from top to bottom, with the joints of the fingers bent and the skin pale. He slowly approached the red pen and grabbed it gently.

Yan Junze had already stood up, rubbed his knees that were numb, and cursed in his heart: "Zhang Tiantian is definitely possessed! Otherwise, who would have a normal person to take a pen and slow motion? Just grab it with one hand, and he insisted on making it so cunning!"

While she was picking up a pen, Yan Junze stepped back again and let herself get farther away from this desk, the better.

Until you retreat to the front of the sofa, you will be able to see Zhang Tiantian again at this position.

Yan Junze glanced at the phone that he had been holding in his hand, with 5 minutes and 28 seconds left.

This time made him speechless, and he once wondered if there was a problem with his phone's timing function.

At this moment, Zhang Tiantian sat upright again, and the originally beautiful waves were even more scattered this time, as if she was a madman running out of a madman asylum.

However, she still turned her back to Yan Junze, facing the filing cabinet, without moving.

Since she had found the pen, Yan Junze just hoped that she would just sit quietly, watch herself wash her hair like Keer, and not make any more trouble.

But almost at the same time, a "Huh" came over.

At first, Yan Junze thought it was Ke'er who entered the office, so he quickly looked behind him, and then realized that the sound was coming from Zhang Tiantian's direction.

"Where is the pen?" Zhang Tiantian continued: "Did you see my pen?"

"Damn!" Yan Junze was completely speechless.

Did you pick it up just now? Why did you ask again?

But this time, he was not going to go there again, because Zhang Tiantian's question was obviously suspected of cheating him.

The red pen must be in her hands. Yan Junze was sure of this. He just got it and started asking himself again, wanting him to go over and help find it.

impossible!

This time it is absolutely impossible!

"Forget it, forget it if you can't find it." Zhang Tiantian's words rang again.

However, her next words shocked Yan Junze: "It doesn't take so much effort to open a hole and suck her essence."

While the words were finished, Zhang Tiantian no longer faced the direction of the filing cabinet, but sat on the seat and slowly rotated.

Yan Junze was stunned for a moment. He wanted to retreat to the door of the office where Zhang Tiantian was completely invisible, but at the moment when Zhang Tiantian turned back, he could not move.

Both feet seemed to have roots, standing still, staring at the rotating chair.

Until Zhang Tiantian turned completely and faced herself again, Yan Junze felt like he was falling into an ice cave, his scalp suddenly tightened, and his whole body was cold.

I saw that the red ballpoint pen that Zhang Tiantian picked up just now was inserted into her right eye socket, but it was not very deep, and it could fall down at any time.

At this time, although Zhang Tiantian herself was bleeding, she seemed to have not noticed it at all.

"This guy is starting to infringe on the possessed object!" Yan Junze immediately concluded.

You can't let it hurt Zhang Tiantian.

And just now, this guy said he wanted to make a hole to suck her essence.

"It's hard to do it?" Yan Junze got the courage from somewhere. He stopped retreating, but stepped forward and said, "Teacher, aren't you looking for that red pen?"

As she asked, she approached Zhang Tiantian's desk.

He remembered that there was a prompt for the task note: Don't try to provoke it, otherwise the consequences will be serious.

Since it's time to delay, when this guy causes irreparable damage to Zhang Tiantian, save it if you can. Watching Zhang Tiantian be killed by this guy in front of him, Yan Junze said that he could not do anything.

What's more, if Zhang Tiantian has any accidents, it's very likely that it will be her turn next.

In a few minutes, with the strangeness and power of this possessed spirit, it was enough to abuse Yan Junze ten times.

The level of fear is indeed not something that can be covered.

Seeing Yan Junze coming back, Zhang Tiantian squeezed a soft smile on her face, and the curve of the corners of her mouth was very attractive, but with the crooked red pen inserted into her eyes, it looked strange.

The blood dripped, and part of her top and pants had dyed red.

"Yes, where did the pen go? I just took it, please find it to me! Quick!"

Yan Junze was already standing at the other end of the desk, trying to calm himself down, trying to make his tone appear calm: "Okay, good teacher. I'll give you the pen now, don't move."

Zhang Tiantian showed a hint of surprise and nodded.

In Yan Junze's opinion, the mission background is very clear, "As a possessed spirit, it is very lonely. No one has ever cared about it or cared about it, it cannot be released. So it fell in love with adsorption, and likes to slowly draw away the essence of the body in the embrace of pure breath, and swallow it one by one."

This shows that this guy may actually be easy to talk to, but he is just a weird person. As long as he tries to meet its requirements and delay for a while, the task may still be completed.

The most important thing is that if it can't find this red pen now, it may start to absorb Zhang Tiantian's essence.

Try to satisfy it and not disobey it. Yan Junze made up his mind.

Resisting the nausea, nausea, inner resistance, trembling fingers and the urge to escape, Yan Junze supported the office desk with his left hand, raised his right hand, and slowly approached the red pen inserted into Zhang Tiantian's eyes.

Time seems to be still.

It seemed that after a long time, his fingers finally grabbed the red ballpoint pen. At this time, Zhang Tiantian didn't move, and indeed sat there in cooperation. The other eye was staring directly at Yan Junze who was sweating profusely.

At this moment, Yan Junze felt that he was miscalculated because when he was outside the office just now, Ke'er had already run off his back. The cold feeling that had always accompanied him had no source. He should take off this thick sweater immediately.

Now that I'm already very nervous, and with the warmth of this thickened sweater, he's now really burning paper money in the coffin to make people feel hot.

The pen cap had already fallen off, only a pen was hanging.

While Yan Junze grabbed the red pen, beads of sweat as big as beans had already slid down his cheeks, but he did not hesitate. He endured the fear and disgust and slowly pulled the red pen out of Zhang Tiantian's eyes.

During this process, Zhang Tiantian didn't move at all. Not to mention the pain, the corners of her mouth did not twitch.

Unexpectedly, not much blood was flowing out, and the moment the tip of the pen was completely pulled out, a ball of sticky stuff was also brought out, and with a click, it fell on Zhang Tiantian's thigh.

Yan Junze didn't dare to look carefully. His whole right hand was shaking violently.

The red ballpoint pen was held up in front of Zhang Tiantian's other eye.
Chapter completed!