"Then what name should we give our child? By the way, should it be named Heath? But Ash said that this is not his real last name, and his name is only Ash... Is it after our last name? Or just Ash.
?" Cong
"If we are already God-lords by then, should we raise our children in the human world or in the kingdom of heaven?"
"Speaking of which, what should my child call Sword Princess?"
Diya was daydreaming about the future with great interest. Ash and Sonia looked at each other, both of them unable to do anything about the witch's out-of-the-box thinking.
"ah!"
"What's wrong?"
"If we have a child, wouldn't your attention be further divided, Ash?" Diya rubbed herself in Ash's arms and muttered, "Now that I think about it, I still don't want the baby... that's not right.
, even if I don’t want Sword Girl, they might still want it… In other words, sooner or later, Ash’s love will be snatched away by our future children?”
Sonia raised her head and stared at Ash, she was also curious about how Ash would respond.
"I don't like everyone's children." Ya Xiu was a little dumbfounded: "It's because I like you, that's why I like our children."
He spread his hands and said, "And no matter how many children I have in the future, you will always be my favorite daughter."
"Huh?" Sonia blinked.
"Ah?" The witch raised her head and looked at Ash.
Ash immediately covered his mouth and shook his head wildly, with a "I'm not, I didn't say goodbye" expression of refusal three times in a row, as if the person who just spoke was not him, but some evil fallen soul who was seduced by the witch.
"Say it again." The witch sat on him, her eyes bright and full of expectation: "Can you say it again?"
"I just said this to Liz who was sleeping. Don't get me wrong." Cong
"I didn't misunderstand. I know you were telling Liz, so why don't you say it again? I just like to hear you coax Liz."
"don't want!"
"I don't know what is good or bad, and the crime of disobedience to the Queen will be increased!" The witch looked down at Ash: "I understand, you must be too relaxed to accidentally tell the truth, so I just need to make you more relaxed... Sure enough, it will take an hour
It’s because I can’t tap into your full capabilities!”
She went over to pick up the miracle bracelet on the bedside table and contacted Weisel: "Silver lamp, I want to increase the clock!"
"Can't."
The sound did not come from the halo, but rang in the room. I saw the silver light gathering in the dim room, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a bride and fell down, landing exactly on the fixed seat where the Sword Princess and the Witch had just sat.
Sonia was stunned.
Di Ya was dumbfounded.
Ash didn't dare to move.
The body surface of the spirit glowed with silver light like a breathing lamp. She maintained her duck-sitting posture, and her body trembled like an electric shock. After a few seconds, she took a deep breath, made a rumble in her throat, and said slowly: "It's a bit... beyond
Imagine.”
"I lost." Di Ya was convinced: "I will leave for a while, and you will be able to grab my position!"
Why do you guys talk like you are fighting for a seat in an Internet cafe...
Ash took Weisel's hands and said, "Yin Lan, good evening."
"Good evening." She nodded slightly, glanced at the Sword Lady and the Witch, and suddenly raised their skirts with her fingers.
Sonia blushed angrily and covered her skirt, saying angrily: "You all need to confirm, right?"
"After all, Sword Lady, you have been collecting it for so long, and you are suddenly willing to share it..." Weisel said seriously: "I have actually thought about whether this is a honey trap. For example, when we were unable to move, you suddenly burst out and gave us a gift.
The most dreamy death..."
"Let's put it this way," Diya suddenly said: "The first time I made puffs, I seemed to feel a chill..."
Sonia blinked and turned her head to avoid their sight, "I didn't think so."
Yaxiu and Diya felt a chill on the back of their necks at the same time. It turned out that the hour just now was really a miracle. They seemed to have just passed death, and maybe even wiped out the frozen shoulder.
"It's great that you, Sword Princess, can accept the witch." Instead of getting up, Weisel slowly leaned down. The silver light on her body became brighter and brighter, and her trembling became more and more intense. "Then I can peacefully fulfill my role as a witch."
The additional responsibilities that must be borne by the cultivating gods.”
"I always feel like you're mocking me..." Ya Xiu was gagged midway through his rant.
The magician and the god embraced each other, their lips and teeth entangled like glue like honey. Sonia and Diya looked stupidly on both sides at this entanglement that crossed the boundary, and unconsciously their skin turned soft pink. In their eyes,
Among the four, only Weisel can compete with Ash in terms of kissing, followed by Sonia. As for Wei Xi and Diya, they are basically silver-level rookies who break down at the first touch and are led around the whole time.
Therefore, the scene of the confrontation between Ash and Visser is also the most beautiful, just like two pythons entangled with each other, but they are so smooth that they can easily win or lose.
When the lips parted, a ray of silver light extended from Weisel's lips to Ash's body, quickly forming blood vessel-like veins throughout Ash's soul body.
Ya Xiu felt heat gushing out of his limbs: "This is..."
"Comprehensive strengthening miracle." Visser wiped the corner of his mouth: "The elegance of a cat, the strength of a bear, the explosion of a leopard... Although the bonus is not much compared to your own quality, it is better than nothing. But the biggest miracle is
The effect is to fully restore your physical strength, and increase the intensity of your Qi and blood based on the physical strength you have just consumed, that is, the more tired you were just now, the more excited you are now."
Diya's eyes lit up: "Yes, we can also use miracles and wonders to enhance the experience!"
"I have been studying this miracle a long time ago, and I have just perfected it recently." Weisel smiled slightly: "If you are lucky, based on tonight's test results, I might be able to get involved in the field of life and greatly increase your fertility.
Probability."
Ash blinked, looking confused: "But can the Silver Lamp God have anything to do with the realm of life?"
"Yes." Weisel grabbed Ash's hands and took off the wedding dress from the front, pressing the palms of Ash's hands with the two masses of plumpness that were about to come out, "Because I am not only your silver lamp..."
She bit Ash's ear and whispered, "It's also your 簵renlantern."
Ash felt like his brain could hardly turn, and his whole body felt like his blood was boiling. When he wanted to turn around, he was suppressed by Weisel.
He looked at Weisel in confusion, Weisel smiled and said: "Have you forgotten, I am your lover, so you don't need to move, just leave everything to me. You must be tired after serving the Sword Princess and Witch, now it's your turn
Until I serve you——"
"don't want."
The magician turned around and pressed the spirit down. His whole body was hot and his breath was hot, but his eyes were extremely bright.
"Tonight is our first night," he stared at Weisel condescendingly: "How can a magician obey the control of gods?"
Weisel blinked his eyes, a faint blush appeared on his silver face, and his whole body seemed to melt into a puddle of water. There was a charming look in his eyebrows: "The tough Ash... is also very good."
But Ash still has a question: "By the way, Yin Lan, why is your body always glowing?"
"Because the silver lamp god is a god who always shines. The reason why I didn't shine before was because I deliberately suppressed it. When I fell into a state of control, the silver lamp that symbolized the nature of the god would naturally light up, so..."
"Ash, if you want to control the gods," Weisel hugged Ash tightly and whispered softly, "don't let my light go out."
Chou
There is also calligraphy in the magician world. For example, the cursive calligraphy commonly used in ancient witchcraft also requires grinding the ink first, dipping the ink with a thick and thick pen, and spreading the thick ink on the silver-white paper. When writing, it penetrates the back of the paper, vigorously and forcefully, and you can do whatever you want.
The strokes should be swayed freely, and the turns of the strokes should be shallow and deep, and the last stroke should be thick and colorful. Only in this way can you write a good calligraphy that directly touches the soul.
