Spiritualist sweet wife

"Li'er? Li'er?"

Who's talking?

Warm some doubts, trying to open their eyes to see what happened, but found that their eyes were heavy to death.

"Hey! Su Li'er, you can go if you pretend to be me again!"

It was warm at this time that I heard clearly. The speaker was a man, and he seemed very impatient to listen to the tone.

"Hello!"

Suddenly, the eyelids that had just been heavy opened all at once. Warm doubt, but don't forget to look up. As far as I can see, I am a young man in purple clothes, with heroic facial features, evil eyes, and an undisguised proud smile on his face

The most important thing is that this young man is an ancient man!

"No more?"

The boy looked at the warmth and laughed.

Warmth finally came to understand. It turned out that she dreamed again. Just don't know, what does this dream mean?

"Brother Qian, can't you let me once?"

When I opened my mouth, I found that my voice had changed. And not only that, that sentence just now is not what she wants to say at all!

The head swings for a moment, and the warmth can't help remembering that such a situation once occurred in a dream.

"Why should I let you?"

The young sword eyebrow was slightly picked, and his whole body exuded the inherent King's momentum, which can't be ignored.

Warm and stunned, a drooping eyes, but saw that he was wearing an ancient woman's dress.

Um

This is, borrowed again?

Warm think of the last experience in the Li family's old house, it is not difficult to judge their current situation.

Apart from being conscious, everything else is no longer under your control.

"You... Ignore you. I'll go to play with my brother!"

Warm heard his mouth, even mentioned the man's name.

Good general!

During the spring and Autumn period and the Warring States period, he was the most famous swordsman. He is also the maker of Zhou Hang's sword!

Who is this woman?

Why do you mention a good general? And who is the man in front of him called godly brother?

"Warm! Warm!"

Just when my warm heart was full of doubts, a familiar and magnetic voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

Everything in front of her suddenly disappeared. At the last second of consciousness, she saw the boy in purple robe, smiling at herself.

Slowly opened his eyes. Not surprisingly, Zi Teng's angular face appeared in front of him. Turning his eyes, Zhou Hang's eyes full of eagerness and anxiety.

"You're awake!"

Seeing the warmth waking up, Zhou hang couldn't help breathing a sigh of relief:

"I was going to take you to the hospital, but Ziteng said you would wake up as long as you had a rest! What's the matter, how did you suddenly faint?"

Zhou Hang's face was full of doubts, but his warm heart was clear.

It seems that Ziteng wanted to keep the secret of the psychic medium for her, so he didn't tell Zhou hang the real situation.

This is also good. If Zhou Hang knows it, it may be known by the people in the school! She is only a freshman and has three years to graduate from that school. Naturally, one thing less is better than one thing more.

"Well, I'm fine. I'm old. My blood sugar is a little low!"

Warm found that after a long time with Ziteng and Linzi, he began to be good at lying. Unexpectedly, his face was not red and his heart did not jump.

"Hypoglycemia?"

Zhou hang frowned when he heard the speech: "wait, I'll make you a glass of sugar water!"

Then, without waiting for a warm reply, he turned and walked out of the room. Warm looking at Zhou Hang's disappearing back, when he reached the "no need" of his mouth, he swallowed it back after all.

It happened that he was not nearby, and he could tell Ziteng what he saw in his dream just now.

"Borrowed soul?"

Warm turn eyes, look at the son Teng, but the latter opened his mouth first.

"Yes!"

Warm gently nodded.

"How are you? Are you uncomfortable?"

uncomfortable?

oh by the way!

Warm to remember, the last time Lu Nianchu borrowed her soul, she was dizzy and weak all over for a long time. But when Zi Teng said so, she found that this time, she didn't feel that way.

"No!"

"Well, that's good!"

Ziteng a pair of twisted sword eyebrows. After hearing the warm answer, he immediately stretched out gently.

"Zi Teng, I just..."

Warm hesitated. When I opened my mouth, I found that I didn't know how to tell the situation just now.

Zi Teng's deep black eyes looked at the warmth, then slowly sat by the bed and whispered:

"It's all right. Say what you see and say it slowly!"

"Yes!"

I don't know why, just listening to Zi Teng's low and magnetic voice made her feel inexplicable peace of mind.

"I dreamed that I had become an ancient woman.

Then I saw an ancient teenager and said a few words. Later, I mentioned a cadre! "

"Then what? Did you see a good general?"

"No!"

Warm shook his head: "just said a word, and then woke up. Zi Teng, what does my dream mean?"

Zi Teng's face was cold and could not see any expression. The warm narration is really a little general, and I really can't hear any clues.

"What did you say?"

So, warm said the conversation between himself and the boy in purple again to Zi Teng.

"You said, in your dream, you called the young man godly brother?"

Suddenly, Zi Teng suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the warmth.

"Well, what's the matter? Is there anything wrong?"

Instead of answering immediately, Ziteng pursed his thin and sexy lips into a straight line, as if trying to think about something.

After a long time, I heard Zi Teng's lips open again:

"If I guessed correctly, the boy you saw in your dream should be the king of Chu Ling!"

King Chu Ling?

This name is not strange. When she came to Zhou Hang's house during the day, she once heard a woman's voice calling "Xiong Wei" in her ear.

She remembered that at that time, Zi Teng said that Xiong Wei was the name of King Ling of Chu after inheriting Datong. Before he ascended the throne, he seemed to be called Xiong Qian!

Is the boy in purple in the dream really the king of Chu Ling?

"No wonder!"

A warm, thoughtful whisper.

"Huh?"

"Oh! It's all right. Just now in my dream, when I looked at the young man, I felt that his eyebrows and body exuded an inherent King's spirit.

Now I think that only an emperor can have that momentum! "

"It should be right!"

Zi Teng nodded gently.

However, the youth's identity was preliminarily determined, and the warm doubt came again