Traveling through the ages: the apocalyptic couple salted fish lie down and win!

Chapter 207
"The rest of you should go home and tell your family to pick up the meat at that time." The village chief quickly reminded everyone when he saw that the rest of the people still wanted to follow the wild boar.

The villagers who watched the wild boar drooling reacted immediately, and ran home one by one with full horsepower.

When Mu Ziteng returned home, Jian Qingling was busy in the kitchen, while her daughter and her crib were moved to the main room, and Mo Han was playing with her.

When he adopted Mo Han, he didn't think so much. Now that he saw the picture of the brother and sister playing together, he suddenly felt lucky. Fortunately, he didn't think it was troublesome to raise more children. He adopted Mo Han. Let's see how much he has helped their husband and wife now. busy?
Moreover, it was fortunate that Xiaohan came to their house, otherwise he would have had no one to teach him, and his wood-type abilities would have been wasted.

Without systematic learning, his abilities either progress slowly or stagnate.

"Father, you are back." Seeing him entering the room, Mo Han quickly stood up and called out politely.

"Um"

Mu Ziteng came to the small bed, interacted with the daughter for a while, and told Mo Han to take care of his sister, and he went into the kitchen to help.

I used to swear that I would do all the cooking at home by myself, but now that I think about it, Xiao Lingzi has cooked a few times himself, annoyed at his negligence, and he will store more cooked food in the storage ring in the future. When eating, take it out directly from the inside, and you don't need Xiao Lingzi to do it yourself.

As soon as Mu Ziteng entered the kitchen, he started cooking without saying a word.

After dinner, Jian Qingling went back to the room, took out the long whip from the space, and admired it carefully. She couldn't put it down so much that she held it in her hand and refused to put it down for a long time.

Mu Ziteng took a bath and entered the room, what he saw was Xiao Lingzi holding a long whip, looking at the whip without blinking, like an idiot, he didn't even look up when he entered the room.

"Xiao Lingzi, what are you doing with that long whip all the time? If you have nothing to do, take a shower quickly." As he said that, he was about to reach out for the long whip.

Jian Qingling immediately dodged, "You came just in time, I want to see if this whip can recognize the master." Looking at the girl who was sleeping soundly on the bed, she continued, "You help me protect the law."

"I said, little Lingzi, we are not in the world of cultivating immortals. How can there be such a chance to pick up treasures? You...or should you forget it? You see, the whip looks so brand new, it doesn't look like the one where the treasures are covered in dust. It looks like an ordinary whip that can keep it looking brand new, or it is an evil thing, such as the one used by the demon cultivator, or something from a cult that uses its appearance to confuse people."

The more Mu Ziteng talked, the more he felt that possibility. He nodded vigorously, looked away from the whip, looked at Jian Qingling, and said very seriously: "Little Lingzi, for the safety of our family, I think you should Don't recognize the Lord."

"Pfft." Jian Qingling couldn't help laughing at Mu Ziteng's series of inconsistent words.

Before Mu Ziteng was about to change her face, she said, "First, although this is not the realm of cultivating immortals, there are also immortal cultivators. I guess that cultivating immortals was very popular here, but later in the age of the end of the Dharma, the aura was thin, and it began to develop into the age of technology. Immortal cultivation Most of the survivors may have teleported away from this planet."

"Second, those treasures that you call dusty will only appear in places where you pick up leaks, such as street stalls."

"Third, if this is just an ordinary weapon, it will waste two drops of my blood at most." She is not a cultivator who has to drip blood every now and then, and after losing a drop of blood, she will be dead.

Even if Jian Qingling wanted to, she couldn't squeeze out the blood.

Hehe because she and Ben Fen don't know where the essence blood is, and where she got a few drops of essence blood.

"Fourth, if it is really an evil or monster as you said, didn't I ask you to help me protect the law? With you, a wicked and fearful thunder-type supernatural being, if they dare to come out to cause trouble, you Just strike them with a single lightning bolt, and they will be smashed to death, haha"

Mu Ziteng: "Then what if I can't beat that evil creature?"

"Impossible, your current power level is equivalent to the Nascent Soul stage, and those evil monsters are at the Golden Core stage at most."

She doesn't deny the possibility of demons here, and there are all immortal cultivators, so it's not impossible for those things to exist.

"That's why you trust me?" Mu Ziteng found out that his daughter-in-law could speak so well, and at the same time felt sweet in her heart.

The daughter-in-law recognized that she was great, believed in herself, and even gave her life to him.

"Of course, you are my man, the father of my daughter Wanwan." Jian Qingling raised her chin and said arrogantly.

"Ha ha."

"While Wanwan is asleep, let's start." Jian Qingling took out a homemade futon from the space and spread it on the floor, and she also sat on it, holding a long whip that she had never let go of from the beginning to the end.

"You put a layer of lightning one meter away from me just in case."

Jian Qingling saw that Muziteng was still a little hesitant, and she continued, "Don't worry, I will add a layer of space cover outside the thunder and lightning, leaving only a small hole for you to input powers, so that it will not cause a fire, nor will it Involve the innocent." Of course the innocent person is the girl who is sleeping soundly next to her.

When Mu Ziteng saw his daughter-in-law thought of everything, it seemed that she had already made up her mind and was just waiting for herself to throw herself into a trap to protect her.

Thinking that his thunder and lightning ability is already in the middle of the fourteenth level, as Xiao Lingzi said, he is already very powerful, so why should he worry?
"Then come." After finishing speaking, Mu Ziteng covered Jian Qingling with a layer of lightning power one meter away.

Although Jian Qing's spiritual powers are not as high as Muzi Teng's, she has all-pervasive spiritual powers. Before the opponent releases the power of lightning, she has covered the space shield in advance, and uses her mental power to control the space shield outside the thunder and lightning.

The space blade cut a small wound on the finger, and blood immediately flowed out from the wound, forming a blood bead. Jian Qingling quickly dripped the blood onto the handle of the long whip.

The blood disappeared as soon as it touched the handle, but what happened next made Jian Qingling frown, the long whip in her hand did not disappear, and there were no more beeps in her head, or things that made her uncomfortable .

This long whip can suck blood, which means it is not a mortal weapon, so why does it not respond after sucking blood?
Could it be that the blood sucked is not enough for it to turn on?
Jian Qingling looked at the blood coming out of her finger again, and then pointed the blood at the same place on the handle, and the blood was also absorbed, but there was still no reaction.

The wound Jian Qingling made was too small, and the wound on her finger no longer bleeds out. She gritted her teeth and cut another big wound, and the blood gushed out all at once. Jian Qingling pointed the wound directly at the long whip and pressed it.

Let it suck blood to its heart's content.

(End of this chapter)