Technician’s Manual

The latest website: "Then what name should we choose for our child? By the way, is the surname Heath? But Ash said that this is not his real surname, and his only name is Ash... it is the same as ours. Surname? Or directly surnamed Ash?"

"If we are already god-lords by then, should we raise our children on earth or in heaven?" "Speaking of which, what should my child call Jian Ji?"

Deya was excited about the future, and Yaxiu and Sonia looked at each other, both of them could not do anything about the eccentric witch. "ah!"

"What's wrong?"

"If we have a child, wouldn't your concentration be further divided, Ash?" Diya rubbed back and forth in Ash's arms, muttering, "If you think about it, you don't want a baby... ...No, even if I don't want Jian Ji and the others, I might as well... In other words, sooner or later, Ash's love will be snatched away by our future children?"

Sonia looked up at Yaxiu, and she was also very curious about how Yaxiu would respond.

"I don't like everyone's children." Ash was a little dumbfounded: "It's because I like you, so I like our children." He spread his hands: "And no matter how many children you have in the future, you are my favorite daughter."

"Huh?" Suniya blinked. "Ah?" The witch looked up at Ash.

Ash covered his mouth for an instant and shook his head wildly, with a three-time refusal expression of "I didn't say goodbye", as if it wasn't him who spoke just now, but some evil fallen soul who was tempted by the witch.

"Say it again." The witch rode on him, her eyes bright and full of anticipation: "Can you say it again?" "I just said it to the sleeping Liz, don't get me wrong."

"I didn't misunderstand, I know you said it to Liz, then you can say it again, I like to hear you coax Liz." "No!"

"I don't know what is good or bad, disobedience to the queen is a crime!" The witch condescendingly looked down on Ashura, "I see, you must be too relaxed to accidentally tell the truth, so I just need to make you more relaxed... Sure enough, an hour won't be able to unearth your full performance!"

She went over to pick up the miracle bracelet on the bedside table and contacted Weiser: "Silver Lantern, I want to increase the clock!" "No."

The sound didn't come from the halo, but from the room. I saw the silver light gathered in the dim room, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a wedding bride and landed on the fixed seat that Sword Fairy and Witch had just sat on.

Sonia froze. Diya was dumbfounded. Yaxiu didn't dare to move.

The surface of the god's body glowed with a silver light like a breathing lamp. She maintained the sitting posture of a duck, her body trembling like an electric shock. After a few seconds, she took a deep breath, made a thud in her throat, and said slowly, "It's a bit... beyond imagination."

"I lost." Diya convinced: "I'll just leave for a while, and you can grab the seat!" How do you say it is like grabbing a seat in an Internet cafe...

Ash held Weiser's hands and said, "Silver Lantern, good evening."

"Good evening." She nodded slightly, glanced at the sword girl and the witch, and suddenly hooked her fingers to lift up their skirts. Sonia blushed and covered her skirt, and said angrily, "You all have to make sure, right?"

"After all, Jian Ji, you have treasured it for so long, and suddenly you are willing to share it..." Weiser said earnestly, "I have actually wondered if this is a beauty trick. For example, when we were unable to move in the middle, you suddenly exposed together, bestow upon us the most fantastic death...」

"So," Deya said suddenly, "the first time I made puffs, I felt a chill..." Sonia blinked and turned her head to avoid their sight, " I never thought about it that way."

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 brushed shoulders with death, and they might even have wiped death out of frozen shoulders.

"Sword Princess, it's great that you can accept the witch." Instead of getting up, Weiser slowly bent down, the silver light on her body surface became brighter and her trembling became more and more intense, "Then I will fulfill my role as Aya with peace of mind." The additional obligations that the gods of Xiu need to bear."

"I always feel like you're mocking me..."

Yaxiu was gagged halfway through his complaints.

The magician and the **** embraced each other, their lips and teeth entangled like glue and honey, Sonia and Deya looked at this obsession that crossed boundaries, and their skin turned soft pink unconsciously. Among the four of them, only Weiser can compete with Ashura on the same stage in kissing, followed by Sonia. As for Vichy and Diya, they are basically silver-level cuties who will collapse at the touch of a touch and be led away the whole time.

So the confrontation between Ash and Weiser is also the most beautiful, like two boa constrictors entangled with each other but so slippery that they can easily win or lose. When the lips were parted, a ray of silver light extended from Weiser's lips to Yaxiu's body, quickly forming blood vessel-like veins, spreading throughout Yaxiu's soul body.

Ashius felt heat pouring out of his limbs and bones: "This is..."

"Comprehensive strengthening miracle." Weiser 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 this The biggest effect of the miracle is to fully restore your physical strength and increase your energy and blood strength according to the physical strength you have just consumed, that is, the more tired you were just now, the more excited you are now."

Di Ya's eyes lit up: "Yes, we can also use miracles to enhance the experience!"

"I have been researching this miracle for a long time, and I just perfected it recently." Weiser smiled slightly: "If you are lucky, according to the test results tonight, I might be able to get involved in the field of life and greatly increase your fertility probability."

Yaxiu blinked his eyes and looked confused: "But can the silver lamp **** have anything to do with the realm of life?"

"Yes." Weiser grabbed both of Ash's hands, and took off the wedding dress from the front, two clusters of plumpness that were about to emerge pressed down on Ash's palm, "Because I am not only your silver lamp..."

She bit Ashura's ear and said softly, "It's also your lamp."

Yaxiu felt that his brain was almost unable to turn, and his whole body seemed to be boiling with blood. When he wanted to turn around, he was suppressed by Weiser.

He looked at Weiser in confusion, and Weiser smiled and said, "Have you forgotten, I am your lover, so you don't have to move, just leave everything to me. You are tired after serving the sword princess witch, now it's your turn." Till I serve you—"

"don't want."

The sorcerer turned around and pressed the **** below, his body was hot and his breathing was hot, but his eyes were extremely bright.

"Tonight is our first night~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He stared down at Roweise: "How can a magician obey the **** of the gods?"

Weiser blinked, a slight blush appeared on her silvery white face, her whole body seemed to be melting into a pool of water, her brows and eyes flowed charmingly: "The tough Ash...is pretty good too."

But Ashi still has a question: "By the way, Yin Deng, why is your body glowing all the time?"

"Because the **** of the silver lamp is a **** that always shines. I didn't shine because I deliberately suppressed it. When I fell out of control, the silver lamp that symbolized the nature of the gods would naturally light up, so..."

"Ash, if you want to dominate the gods," Weiser hugged Ash and whispered softly, "don't let my lamp go out."......

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Calligraphy is also available in the world of sorcerers, such as the cursive calligraphy commonly used in ancient witchcraft. It is also necessary to grind the ink first, dip the ink with a thick thick brush, and the thick ink will smudge on the silver-white paper. When writing, it penetrates the back of the paper. Freedom, the transition between strokes needs to be shallow and deep, and the last stroke must be thick and colorful, so that you can write a good character that hits the soul directly.