Spiritualist sweet wife

Just now, there was a silence in the noisy base.

Mary's lips were slightly hooked, and a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes flashed a touch of cunning without concealment:

"For you, I don't care!"

Then he ignored the surprised look on Lin Zi's face and walked out of the base.

Lin Zi pulled Ma Li's hand away, and then he calmed down and walked up to Zi Teng:

"You..."

After a word, he sighed heavily, raised his hand and patted the beat Teng's shoulder, which seemed to be encouragement, and disappeared into the base.

In an instant, there were only two people left in the house: warm and Ziteng.

One second, two seconds, three seconds

Warmth was suffocated by this silence, but the desire and hope to know the truth at the bottom of her heart supported her. She looked at Ziteng and his eyes, like an abyss, as if they could see through the bottom of people's heart.

For a moment, Ziteng finally took steps, step by step, slowly walked to the warm front, and slowly sat down:

"Are you sure you really want to know?"

Warmth controlled his impulse to roll his eyes. I can't help but secretly feign in my heart: "your uncle, I don't know what it is. How can I know if I want to know!"

Although he thought so in his heart, he nodded warmly and meekly in face. Who knows if the millennium old demon will change his mind after a while.

"Good!

I tell you! "

Ziteng's narrow eyes narrowed slightly and stared at the warmth motionless:

"Ma Li just said that there is a borrowed soul in this world, which is different from others. For example, she and you, psychic media!"

Psychic?

Warm slightly stunned!

Mary is a psychic. Of course she knows, but when did she become a psychic?

Xu Shi had long guessed the doubts in her warm heart. Without waiting for her to ask questions, Zi tengfu opened his mouth again and continued:

"You must be surprised why we call you a psychic!"

crap!

"In fact, strictly speaking, you are not.

Remember the first time I took you to Mary, she asked you if you were interested in being a psychic medium. "

"Of course, I still remember. You turned me down without waiting for me to speak!"

Because of this, she also privately greeted the 18th generation of Ziteng's ancestors. But as an assistant, who knows how she was as hard as signing a deed of betrayal, and even deprived of her freedom to express her opinions.

In the face of the accusation of warmth and unhappiness, Zi Teng also seemed indifferent.

"The so-called psychic medium, I think you have probably understood it before. So you must also know that as a psychic medium, you must have a certain natural psychic ability. This ability is innate. Although it can be trained and cultivated the day after tomorrow, it is naturally a lot worse than what you were born with."

"Wait!"

When Zi Teng said this, he was suddenly interrupted by warmth and surprise.

"What?"

"You mean, I have spiritual power?"

"Hmm!" not too stupid!

"Or born?"

"Yes!"

"Isn't that talent?"

Although Zi Teng was reluctant to admit it, he still slightly frowned at the warm and excited look:

"Yes!"

Paralyzed!

This damn thousand year old demon, do you want to be so precious? He can only say "well", well, your sister!

But

"Why didn't I find out before?"

"Don't you often dream?"

Zi Teng's tone was faint, and he couldn't see any special emotion. But in the warm view, she has long been concealed by these people.

"No wonder!"

Those strange dreams, only she can do, no one else can do. But on second thought, warm suddenly recalled another thing, and then blinked hard:

"You don't have the spiritual power you said!"

Zi Teng quietly looked at the warm look of a small man who was successful. It seemed that some guessed the idea in her heart:

"No!"

"There is no forest?"

"No!"

"Zhao Xin..."

"No!"

Paralyzed! Let you drag in front of my mother again!

"It seems that the structure of my brain is really different from that of you mortals!"

Warm heart dark cool don't want, used to be bullied and ridiculed, now it's finally time to pull back a game, naturally excited, forget everything before.

Ziteng frowned, and a sharp and cold light flashed in his black eyes like an owl eagle.

Does this woman know what is the focus of the matter?

"Warm, do you have a long heart? Don't you know why I refused Mary at the beginning?

If you really become a psychic, do you know how much it will cost? Do you really want to die one day? "

Zi Teng's voice was cold, just like coming from hell. It floated straight into the warm ears and extinguished her burning and vigorous universe in an instant.

He

Zi Teng is so angry that he cares about himself?

"I... I'm not a psychic now!"

Slightly lowered his head, warm and afraid to touch Zi Teng's eyes, which could almost freeze people, whispered a few words. No matter how stupid she is, she can understand now.

She is just born with the ability to be a psychic, but she can't be a psychic, a real psychic like Mary.

Zi Teng's hands hanging on his side, unconsciously clenched tightly, as if he was suppressing some emotion. Looking at the warm look like being bullied and wronged, at the bottom of his heart, there was a hard place that melted slowly.

He has made too many decisions for warmth. Mary and Linzi are right about some things.

I can't hide it! Stop, stop!

"So?"

Thin lips gently and neatly, Ziteng seemed to return to the calm state before, opened his mouth low and asked for warmth.

He raised his head warmly and looked at Zi Teng. At that moment, he turned back to his expressionless face.

This man turns his face faster than a book!

"What?"

"Do you want to be a psychic?"

For a moment, the warmth was in place again. Well, she really didn't think about it.

But

"If I become a psychic medium, can I talk to the dead like Mary?" even when I stand next to Ziteng and the forest, I won't blindly add trouble to them.

"Yes!"

"Those dreams..."

"You can control it properly!"

Hearing this, the warmth seems to be determined. Suddenly