Spiritualist sweet wife

Although it was daytime, only a dim lamp was lit in the room, and the heavy curtains blocked all the sunlight from entering. So the whole atmosphere is a little tense.

Warm, dark eyes, looking at Ziteng. At this time, Zi Teng was also dignified with a deep twist of the sword eyebrow. Seems to be pondering over the meaning behind the two words I heard.

All of a sudden, the woods standing by gave warmth an untimely question:

"Little girl, are you sure you heard a woman's voice?"

"Hmm?" warm slightly stunned: "sure, what's the matter?"

"Tut tut!"

Lin Zi smashed his mouth with a deep expression that people can't see through:

"Since it's a woman, why do you ask about your bust? Is it difficult for her to have a problem with her sexuality and orientation?"

"Chest?..." warm, I just feel that 10000 divine beasts are rushing in front of me.

Well, it's not the woods. At first glance, it sounds like there's really no difference between chest circumference and bear circumference!

"Brother Lin, do you dare to be more reliable?"

Even though some can understand, the warmth still can't help but give the forest a big white eye. The line of sight inadvertently swept Zi Teng's solemn and gloomy handsome face. At the moment, it was clear that the corners of his eyes were twitching violently.

Look! Look!

A millennium old demon was also thundered!

"Hey! Little girl, I'm not reliable! If you say it's not reliable, you should also say that the voice you heard is not reliable! We're here to see the legendary ancient divine sword today. What a coincidence! What a bust!"

As he spoke, the forest looked at the two non towering places in front of the warm chest:

"Besides, you need to ask? It's clear at a glance, a!"

Paralysis!

The warmth suddenly covered his face with black lines, and a pair of eyes wanted to cut the forest.

"What's the matter with a? My chest is small. I save cloth for the country!"

While saying, the warmth also vigorously straightened out his chest and raised his head.

"OK, OK! You have made indelible contributions to the four modernizations of the motherland. On behalf of the people of the motherland, I am here to thank you for your hard work!"

Lin Zi smiled badly, but there was no repentance in his tone.

Warm, gnashing his teeth, suddenly had an idea, and a cunning flash in his eyes:

"Hey! It suddenly occurred to me that my psychic master's ability is not very proficient. I should call Ma Li to have a look!"

With that, warm really took out his cell phone from his pocket and pretended to make a call.

Lin Zi's face suddenly collapsed when he saw the co pilot. The conditioned reflex was to step forward and grab the mobile phone from the warm hand:

"Hey! Little girl, you can't bite the hand that feeds you! Your brother Lin, I usually treat you well!"

Warmth does not struggle, so let Linzi take away the mobile phone, but there is an undisguised winner's smile on his face:

"Really?"

She remembered that someone had just laughed at her for her small breasts.

Zi Teng, who was standing on one side, didn't speak all the time, but every move between warmth and the forest was taken away by him.

When talking about the size of a warm part, he actually couldn't help looking down.

Um! It seems that it's a little small!

But for him, just right!

In the deep and bottomless eyes, something that is not easy to detect flashes a smile.

"Puff -"

Just as the forest was ready to accuse the warm "ungrateful" again, a low laughter suddenly rang out in the room. Several people's eyes looked at the source of the sound at the same time.

Zhou hang had a distorted expression on his face. It was obvious that he had endured it for a long time. He couldn't help it.

Warm frown:

"Zhou hang! What are you laughing at?"

Paralyzed! She was having a good fight with the woods just now. She forgot that this is not a guile office, and there is an outsider!

Zhou hang was a little angry when he saw the warmth, so he quickly restrained his smile:

"Nothing! Nothing! I just suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the room was relaxed, as if the sword was not so terrible!"

Zhou hang told the truth. After such a reminder, the warmth suddenly slowed down, as if it was really what he said.

by the way!

The sword!

They're here for business today!

Thinking of this, the warmth couldn't help but subconsciously spit out his tongue, and even didn't forget to stare at the forest. Then he looked at the bronze sword lying quietly on the table and in the box.

The scabbard has been mottled with traces of years, and many intertwined totems are carved on it. I can't recognize what those totems represent, but it seems that I can still feel the invisible and thick sense of oppression from it!

It's the feeling of historical precipitation!

I remember when I was a child, the school organized a visit to the history museum. When she walked in, she had a similar feeling. But strangely, it is not as strong and thick as today.

"Zi Teng, what do you mean by the sound I heard?"

When he stared at the sword, he had actually focused his attention and felt it again, but the sound was like an illusion out of thin air and never sounded again.

If warmth had not experienced too many things similar to "coincidence and illusion", I'm afraid she would have thought she had heard wrong just now.

"Little girl, are you sure you didn't hear the bust?"

Lin Zi seemed unwilling to give up at this time. Yes, he asked.

Warm and angry white eyes.

crap!

"No! I'm sure, sure and sure. What I hear is a bear! Bear, surround!"

Lin Zi casually glanced: "Xiong Wei? What's that for?"

Obviously, Zhou hang, who can be called the master of this Gan Jiang sword for the time being, also has no clue about the problem raised by warmth.

Just when the warmth was ready to give up, suddenly Ziteng's low and faint voice sounded in his ear:

"It's a personal name!"

"Huh?"

For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on Zi Teng again, as if waiting for his following.

Zi Teng was not in a hurry. There was no special expression on his face. He raised his hand and gently took the sword out of the box. One hand held the scabbard, the other hand held the handle, and the other forced.

"Dang -"

A harsh sound of metal collision floated into his ear. He frowned warmly and unconsciously. Looking intently, he saw that Ziteng had pulled out the trunk sword from the scabbard and seemed to say:

"King Ling of Chu, surnamed MI and Xiong, is the second son of the Duke of Chu at the end of the spring and Autumn period. People only know that his name is Xiong Qian, but they don't know that it is his name after he succeeded to the throne.

His first name was Xiong Wei! "