Spiritualist sweet wife

The room was once so quiet that we could hear each other's breathing.

Everyone's eyes fell on Zi Teng at the same time. Zi Teng paused slightly, then raised his eyes and said word by word in a voice that was very firm and could not be ignored:

"The mother is dead, doesn't she still have a daughter!"

"Hey?"

Lin Zi blinked for unknown reasons. It seemed that he didn't know what baiziteng meant.

"Zi Teng, do you mean..."

Zhao Xin propped up her eyes with some clarity, and then looked at Zi Teng like asking for advice.

"Yes!"

Zi Teng nodded slightly, which was tacit approval.

Mary, on the other side, also has a clear look in her eyes. Therefore, in the whole room, except for the warmth of lying in bed and sleeping, only the forest can't touch her head!

"Hey! What are you talking about?"

Damn it, he hates the feeling of death!

Seeing this, Zhao Xin could not help but sip her lips and slowly explained:

"The blood of witches is different from that of ordinary psychics! Like us, whether our ancestors or parents are engaged in the profession of catching ghosts and subduing demons or not, we can complete it as long as we are willing to practice and have a little talent!

But witches are different. Witches must have innate ability. That ability, similar to genetic genes, can only be passed down through close relatives!

In other words, if Li Zihan's mother is a witch, Li Zihan and her sister will also have witch blood in their bodies! "

Zhao Xin's narration made Lin Zi suddenly enlightened:

"You mean, Li Zihan and her sister are also witches?"

Hearing the sound, Zhao Xin shook his head again: "it's not necessarily. Even if there is the ability of a witch, it can't be stimulated without guidance! But occasionally, there will be uncontrolled performance!"

"Uncontrolled performance? What's that?"

Lin Zi really knows very little about the witch species, so he couldn't help asking questions after hearing Zhao Xin's words!

Zhao Xin smiled and looked very patient:

"For example, if a person with witch blood flowing in his body can't control his spiritual power when angry, he will cause some damage around him!

Fires that burn for no reason, broken glass, broken trees... And so on, like this! "

"Ah --"

The woods involuntarily uttered a exclamation, and his mouth couldn't help growing into a big circle. He knew more or less the abilities of some witches, but he didn't expect that even the witches who were not guided would have such great energy!

"Hey!"

At the thought of this, the forest couldn't help sighing again!

If it is determined that their opponent is a witch, it is really a tricky and difficult role to deal with!

When Zhao Xin explained these words, Zi Teng was silent all the time, his thin lips pursed into a strong straight line, and his narrow black eyes narrowed slightly. After a long time, I slowly opened my lips:

"Perhaps it is because of this that Li Zihan chooses to commit suicide!"

They have been investigating the real cause of Li Zihan's suicide, but the result has been unclear. Now think about it, maybe these things that always happen around Li Zihan for no reason but can't be controlled finally led to her mental collapse until she chose a way of no return.

Lin Zi nodded thoughtfully:

"So, now the most suspect is Li Sa's other daughter, Li Zihan's sister?"

"Yes!"

Ziteng spilled a low voice from his throat:

"Lin Zi, Ma Li, you should start to investigate Li Zihan's sister now, and you're going to find her whereabouts!

If my guess is right, she is now a native, she should be in China! "

"OK!"

Now that they have locked the target, Lin Zi and Mary dare not relax for a moment. They immediately set out to investigate. Zhao Xin contacted the Holy See and helped to investigate.

In the room, Ziteng was left alone, silently accompanying the warmth of lying quietly in bed.

His deep eyes suddenly became soft and complex. Zi Teng stared at the warm pale cheek, raised his big hand involuntarily, fell on the delicate and pale face, and gently rubbed it with his fingers:

"Warm, don't be afraid, I won't let you do anything!"

……

Warm felt like he had another long and complicated dream. The dream was still dark, unable to distinguish the direction and see around.

But at the bottom of my heart, there was such a strong premonition, as if there had been a pair of eyes staring at her silently in the dark.

"Who the hell are you?"

Warmth couldn't help asking around loudly, and with her voice falling, there was a sharp light shining around.

Instinctively raised his hand to protect his eyes. When he got used to the light, he slowly removed his palm. What he could see was a strange man he had never met.

The man is very tall, almost the same as Ziteng. Standing tall and straight in front of him, his delicate and three-dimensional facial features are like ice sculptures, emitting a burning and cold breath. His thin lips gently sip, and the corners of his mouth rise slightly, marking an unknown arc.

"You..."

Speaking of it, she hasn't had strange and strange dreams for a long time. And what does this dream mean?

Subconsciously, a warm mouth suddenly recalled that in a dream, most people can't hear her voice, let alone see her!

Thinking so, I couldn't help showing a touch of loss on my warm face!

"Unexpectedly, you are a psychic!"

Suddenly, a low and magnetic voice sounded low in the warm ear. A warm subconscious stunned, turned his eyes around and looked around. After making sure that there was no one else but himself, he turned his head and looked at the man.

What he said just now is not wrong!

But did he say it to himself?

Psychic!

"Can you... See me?"

"Of course!"

The man smiled, then raised his steps and slowly approached the warmth.

Can you see her?

This situation only occurs once when dealing with the Gan Jiang sword! But at that time, because she had determined her identity in her previous life, she didn't think too much.

But this time

"Who are you? Why did you appear in my dream?"

It's a wronged soul. Do you need her help?

While talking, the man has come to the warm front. I don't know why. Even if he just stands in front of him, the warm will feel an inexplicable and huge danger and oppression, enveloping her in death. She can't breathe!