Supernatural rebirth: genius girl fortune teller

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Yang Zimei lowered his head and did not lick Xue Hu's head with his bloody tongue. Just the blood dripping on it, and the scorched black area merged at a speed visible to the naked eye. Finally, it turned into a large scar that solidified like lightning.

It stayed there, and then there was no change.

Yang Zimei still tried to lick and kiss it.

There was still no change, so I put down the snow lake and went into the bathroom to rinse my mouth and recover from the injury on my tongue.

When he walked out, he saw that Xue Hu had returned to his human form, with white clothes and flowing skirts, and black hair hanging straight to the ground. He looked at her with a faint smile.

There was more tenderness and pampering in those eyes than before, as if just one look was enough to drown someone.

The ugly and terrifying black mark on his head disappeared, and only a lightning-like scar stayed on his bright forehead. Not only did it not affect his appearance, but it added a bit of manly mysterious charm to him, making people want to reach out.

Touch the scar and ask if it hurts.

"Girl——"

Snow Lake's voice no longer had the usual tranquility, but was slightly agitated and trembling.

Looking at Xuehu, who had returned to normal in front of him, Yang Zimei's eyes turned red, covered with a thin layer of mist, "Xuehu, great, you finally recovered!"

"Thank you, girl!"

Xue Hu stretched out his arms and took her into his arms.

"I'm glad I can finally do something for you."

Yang Zimei lay in Xue Hu's arms.

There is a faint aura about him that makes people feel at ease, just like the warm sun in winter and the morning glory in summer.

Xue Hu's hand touched the top of her hair, then let go of her, looking at her and continuing to smile.

Yang Zimei also smiled.

A deeper and more lasting emotion flows quietly in their hearts like a stream...

This kind of emotion is not as thrilling as love, the oath of eternal love, and the dependence on each other.

But it is as beautiful as a carnation, blooming in the spring breeze of the morning sun.

In this world, there is only inexplicable love and no inexplicable friendship.

The beauty of friendship is that giving and giving are equal.

When you hand over one sincerity, you will also get another sincere heart, which will be with you warmly no matter the cold winter or the hot sun.

"Xuehu, are you okay?"

Xiao Qian jumped in outside the door. When he saw the tall and tall Xue Hu, he jumped over in surprise and hugged Xue Hu's thigh.

Xue Hu would never hold Xiao Qian in his arms.

But this time, he actually bent down, picked up Xiao Qian, and said with a faint smile, "Well, the girl helped me cure it."

"Wow! Sister is really amazing!"

Xiao Qian clapped excitedly, "I knew my sister could heal your injury! She has magical powers!"

"Do you also think that this girl will be a descendant of the Gods?"

Xuehu looked at Xiao Qianwen.

"Descendant of the God Clan? I have never thought about this. I just think that my sister has supernatural powers."

Xiao Qian blinked and said.

"Xuehu, what are you talking about, a descendant of the Gods? How could I be a God? You have met my parents, they are all very ordinary."

Yang Zimei said doubtfully.

"The gods may not necessarily appear in your parents. Maybe it is your ancient ancestor. There was once a god, but the divinity has been submerged, so the expression is no different from ordinary people until you."

Xue Hu explained.

Yang Zimei smiled bitterly, if he was really a god, his last life would not have been so miserable.

The so-called abilities that are beyond ordinary people are all derived after rebirth.

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