"Ah!"
Zhang Kun closed his eyes and shouted as he ran towards the direction of the Pen Spirit.
"Zhang Kun!"
The female fickle friend from before shouted and reached out to grab Zhang Kun's clothes.
However, Zuo Si's hands were faster than her and immediately pulled the female fickle friend back to stop her from moving.
Zuo Si turned around and whispered to the other two fans.
"Run! Zhang Kun bought us some time, we can't waste it like this.”
The other two fans nodded and looked at the entrance that was no longer blocked by the Pen Spirit. As long as they ran there, they could solve this problem.
Sister Zuo Si, that Zhang Kun…"
The female fan in Zuo Si's arms looked in Zhang Kun's direction and asked Zuo Si worriedly.
"If it weren't for him, we wouldn't be like this! Ignore him, run!"
"That's right! That's right! Run!"
The two netizens didn't care about Zhang Kun at all. When they saw that there was no Pen Spirit guarding the door, they immediately ran towards the door.
"Let's run as well. Zhang Kun helped us buy some time.”
Zuo Si didn't say anything else. She pulled the female fickle friend and ran towards the door, following behind the two fickle friends.
"Ah!"
Not long after they ran, they heard a scream from the other side, followed by the sound of an item hitting the wall.
"Zhang Kun!"
The female fickle friend who was being dragged by Zuo Si turned around and saw Zhang Kun pinned to the wall. He had lost consciousness and his head was lowered to his chest.
There was no way to tell if he was dead or unconscious.
At this moment, Zuo Si noticed that since Zhang Kun was nailed to the wall by the Pen Spirit, where was the Pen Spirit?
Before he could think about it, he heard two screams in front of him.
Then, two black figures flew behind him.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The two loud sounds made the two girls turn their heads.
He saw that the two fickle netizens who had been running at the front had also been nailed to the wall by the Pen Spirit.
Moreover, there was an extremely eye-catching dent on their chests.
Judging from the rise and fall of their chests, these two people should be less close and more out.
There should be no hope.
When the two of them saw the miserable state of the two fickle netizens, they turned around at the same time and saw the Pen Spirit flying towards them with both hands raised.
At this moment, they were also frightened. After screaming loudly, the two of them hurriedly closed their eyes.
However, after a long time, they still did not feel the pain they had expected. The two of them held each other's hands and slowly opened their eyes.
However, when he opened his eyes, the blood and the Pen Spirit had disappeared.
The moment Zuo Si and the other two closed their eyes, the blood that was still flowing in the entire room had inexplicably disappeared.
Even the Pen Spirit that had just flown towards them had disappeared along with the blood.
The candle that had been extinguished before suddenly flashed and burned again.
The entire classroom was restored to its original state at this moment.
The classroom fell silent for a long time. Zuo Si and the female fickle friend couldn't believe it.
Could it be that…the Pen Spirit had really disappeared?
Zuo Si looked around. The wooden table that they had used to summon the Pen Spirit had returned to its original appearance.
The candle light that had just been lit was still flickering on the wooden table. At this moment, if others saw it, they would think that it was just an old classroom.
There was no strange blood on the ground, and there was no Bunshinsaba flying around on the ceiling.
The map on the wooden table was still lying there quietly.
There didn't seem to be anything unusual. Even the pens that the five of them were holding were lying quietly on the table.
The entire classroom became extremely quiet and empty.
If they hadn't turned their heads and saw the two dead fans pinned to the wall by the Pen Spirit, they would have thought that it was just a nightmare.
Zuo Si looked at the classroom that no longer had a Pen Spirit and was so excited that she was about to cry.
The female fickle friend broke free from Zuo Si's hand and ran towards Zhang Kun.
She carefully pulled Zhang Kun down from the wall and gently placed him on the ground.
"Zhang Kun! Zhang Kun! Wake up!"
The female fan patted Zhang Kun's face, wanting to wake him up. However, seeing that Zhang Kun still did not show any signs of waking up, she was a little anxious.
Could it be that Zhang Kun was the same as the other two fickle netizens?
"How is he?"
Zuo Si also walked to her side and squatted down to ask.
"I don't know. I called him just now, but he didn't respond.”
The female fan shook her head and looked at Zuo Si with slightly red eyes."
Sister Zuo Si, could it be…"
She didn't say it out loud, afraid that it would become true if she did.
Zuo Si reached out and touched Zhang Kun's neck for a while. Then, she heaved a sigh of relief and smiled at her.
"It's fine. Zhang Kun should have fainted. I just felt his pulse. It's still beating, but it's very weak. If we don't send him to the hospital quickly, he might really end up like the other two.”
Hearing Zuo Si's words, the female fan couldn't help but cry.
"Alright, alright. Didn't I say that he's fine?”
Zuo Si also comforted his female fickle friend. Then, he looked at the door not far away and said to her,
"Let's leave this place first and send this guy to the hospital first. Otherwise, something might really happen.”
When the female fickle friend heard Zuo Si's words, she nodded and helped Zhang Kun up.
Zuo Si wanted to go up and help his female fickle friend who was having a hard time.
However, the female fan shook her head at her, indicating that she did not need it, and walked towards the door.
Seeing how insistent she was, Zuo Si didn't say anything and followed behind her with her phone.
She had just clicked on her phone when she saw that there were so many people in her live broadcast room.
"What happened?"
Zuo Si didn't expect that she would become popular. When she saw that there were so many people in her live broadcast room and so many gifts, she would definitely have a good meal when she went back.
The people in the live broadcast room were also congratulating Zuo Si and the others for escaping, but there was a bullet screen reminding them.
It was a special effect bullet screen that only the emperor had activated.
"Host, have you invited the Pen Spirit away?”
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