Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

Are you enlightened?

Han Zhan, who was suddenly woken up from a deep sleep, opened his sleepy eyes, not yet understanding the meaning of the word.

Until Li Lingzhen repeated the action just now and touched his lower abdomen.

Then he showed a motherly smile.

Such a scene made Han Zhan get up from the bed in shock.

"you are pregnant?!"

This is really surprising and exciting.

Han Zhan lost all sleep for a moment.

Li Lingzhen saw his reaction and spat at him with blushing cheeks.

"What are you talking about?"

Not pregnant? Why was he so excited about being pregnant, and why did he want to touch his belly... Han Zhan couldn't figure it out.

Li Lingzhen didn't explain, and held Han Zhan's hand against his flat and smooth abdomen.

Mmm, so smooth and tender, so comfortable.

The thoughts in Han Zhan's mind suddenly disappeared. As if he sensed something, his eyes widened in shock and he looked up at Li Lingzhen.

Seeing his expression, the latter nodded vigorously.

That's——"Authority?!" The two people said in unison.

"No, it can't be regarded as authority yet, but its existence can already be felt." Han Zhan calmed down and corrected after getting excited.

"Yes, it's right here." Li Lingzhen pointed to his abdomen.

So, unlike other origin Taoist soldiers, the powers of the spirit-tight girls who are the incarnations of ancient divine weapons are not refined, but bred? !

"Azhan, tell me, is it related to the number of times?"

frequency? How many times!

I do not know anything!

When Li Lingzhen said this, he poked it with two fingers and let out a bad laugh.

As expected of an inspirational writer, he has quite a lot of inspiration in his mind.

Han Zhan subconsciously wanted to refute her, but when he thought about it carefully, he found that it seemed impossible to refute her.

If the method for origin Taoist soldiers to refine their power is to use it repeatedly,

So isn't the ancient magic weapon's method of cultivating power through repeated "use"?

"..."

Han Zhan was still thinking about whether this dirty idea existed in his own mind, or whether it was born out of staying with Lingzhen for too long.

Li Lingzhen was already bumping into him triumphantly.

"Don't think so much. Can't we just try this kind of thing a few more times?"

"For example, tonight, let Youwei be the main player in the playoffs, and the others will be assists... Uh-huh!"

Before Li Lingzhen could finish all his words, Han Zhan covered his mouth with his hand.

Great, now it's fully confirmed.

The filthy thoughts in his mind were all forcefully instilled into him by Lingzhen.

Ah!

What a scornful best-selling author!

……

The Korean War will not discuss how to obtain authority from ancient divine weapons for the time being.

On the other side of Jubei City, there is also a person who is struggling to refine his authority.

This person was none other than the commander-in-chief of Daxia and his second senior brother Lin Jingxuan with a superior IQ.

But at this time,

Lin Jingxuan was looking at the light golden tortoise shell condensed in his hand distressedly, and sighed softly.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a pair of small round black sunglasses from under the pillow and replaced his original pair of glasses.

Then he took out a folded white flag from under the bed.

"Jingxuan? Why do you get up so early recently?" His wife's voice sounded from behind him, making him startled.

He said without turning his head, "That's what cultivation is like. You must work hard every day and you can't be lazy."

"Well." The woman's sleepy voice continued, "Then go ahead and don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Hearing these words, Lin Jingxuan exhaled a breath of turbidity as if he was being pardoned.

Just when he was about to go out, his wife's voice came from behind again:

"I heard that there was a blind fortune teller under the overpass recently. His fortune-telling is quite accurate. If you are under too much pressure, you can find someone to tell your fortune."

"Speaking of which, you are considered half of our peers, so you should have a common language."

Lin Jingxuan's hand holding the tortoise shell paused slightly.

"Okay, okay, I understand. You can sleep a little longer. I'll be right back."

I finally fooled my good wife,

Lin Jingxuan walked out of his residence.

He transformed and soon became another person.

I saw him wearing a pair of round black sunglasses, holding a tortoise shell in one hand, and holding a white flag in the other hand.

Above the flag are four large gilded characters: "Ask for fortune telling!"

Soon, Lin Jingxuan walked to an overpass on the outskirts of Jubei City and sat down without any sense of disobedience.

Yes, the blind fortune teller who has become popular in Jubei City recently is actually him.

In order to allow Hetu Luoshu's original Taoist soldiers to complete the integration as soon as possible and extract their own authority, Lin Jingxuan also worked hard.

Originally this matter was not so urgent.

But just two days ago, his junior brother brought him a [mystical] authority, which made him feel the pressure.

This feeling is like returning to the peak of the eighth level, before breaking through to the strongest level of the ninth level.

At that time, Daxia lacked a ninth-level powerhouse to take the lead, so he stepped forward.

But now, junior brother Han Zhan is tired of running around in various final places, and Blue Star still lacks the existence of a sea-fixing needle.

Perhaps he should be the one who has the most hope of becoming a god.

How could Lin Jingxuan not be anxious when he thought about this.

Therefore, he increased the frequency of setting up stalls in Tianqiao. Because of his accurate fortune telling, Tianqiao's reputation as a blind fortune teller quickly spread.

People from many other places on Blue Star also came here because of its reputation, and business was booming.

Fortunately, Lin Jingxuan thought to himself that his disguise skills were so good that no ordinary person would realize that he was the commander-in-chief of Daxia, and no one would think of it in that regard.

After all, the dignified commander-in-chief of Daxia actually pretended to be blind and told fortunes under the overpass.

What an outrageous thing.

But any normal person would not guess like this.

On this day, Lin Jingxuan went out to the stall as usual. After a while, two familiar voices came to his ears.

"I heard that there is a blind man under this overpass who can tell fortunes very accurately. Ah Zhan, go find him and have his fortune told."

"Fortune telling? It's a joke. In this whole Blue Star, who can tell fortunes more accurately than my second senior brother? That blind man must be the one who deceives and abducts most of them."

"No, I'm going to call Bob and ask him to send someone to kill this deceitful guy..."

Suddenly, the conversation between the two people stopped.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Jingxuan saw Han Zhan walking towards him, and the shock spread on his face.

"Second senior brother? Why are you here!"

"Friend, you have recognized the wrong person." Lin Jingxuan replied expressionlessly.

As he spoke, he clenched the golden tortoise shell in his hand tightly.