Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

She had already used these equipment with ease.

"...that's fine."

Zuo Yan raised his brows slightly, and then stopped to ask.

Taking advantage of this gap, Xiang Xing quickly took small steps and slowly moved towards the stairs at the end of the corridor.

"Then, that, I'm about to meet the time, let's not talk about it, bye bye!"

I felt that if I stayed a little longer, there might be a big problem. The little guy hurriedly threw a word, and ran downstairs without hesitation, swaying out of the villa gate...

It wasn't until she quickly stopped the taxi and sat in smoothly that she patted her chest in relief and picked up the ding ding dong dong mobile phone.

[Zhao Qianqian]: When you come back, remember to bring me some souvenirs as an assist fee.

[Zhao Qianqian]: But, my little ancestor, where are you going to survive in the wilderness? I haven't heard you say that before.

"..."

Xiang Xing held the phone and was speechless for a while.

After thinking about it, I had to type.

[Xingxing]: I didn't go anywhere, I just went out to camp to relax... I stopped by and went home to see my grandfather.

I can't tell her that I want to go back to Xiang's house...

Afraid not to be scolded to death.

Fortunately, Zhao Qianqian didn't seem to have much doubts there.

[Zhao Qianqian]: That's ok, anyway, you're still struggling in the mountains... You just have to pay attention to your own safety.

After a while, Zhao Qianqian sent a few more words.

[Zhao Qianqian]: I don't even know, Zuo Yan actually cares about you so much... #snickering

[Zhao Qianqian]: He came here today to see you, right? So when did you get on well? How long has it been? Why don't you tell me, you little conscience?

"..."

Looking at the string of news, the little guy couldn't help but drop a few drops of fine sweat on his clean little forehead.

She asked her, who did she ask.

It's only been twenty-four hours since I and Zuo Yan first met.

However, before she could respond, Zhao Qianqian sent a few more words.

[Zhao Qianqian]: But, Xing, don't blame me for not reminding you... This one is from the popular traffic, you have to take it easy.

[Zhao Qianqian]: You have to know, between idol stars and Internet celebrity bloggers, whenever there is a little scandal, the traffic can be compared to those two 70-year-old grandpas who fight every day for work. !

"..."

Xiang Xing subconsciously bit her pink lip.

Had to reply.

[Xingxing]: I know, and he and I are not the kind of relationship you think.

She won't take a step until it is determined who the Ambassador of Happiness is.

Although he is the "biggest suspect".

After sending the message, the little guy stopped looking at Zhao Qianqian's chat window and quickly backed out.

In the next second, another extremely dazzling red dot jumped into her eyes.

However, the words that followed in front of her caught her by surprise.

[Zuo Yan]: Pay attention to safety.

Only this one.

"..."

The little guy tilted his head subconsciously and blinked softly.

She thought that this man would come after him, and continued to ask a lot of questions.

Fortunately, it is not a chasing existence.

Thinking about it, the girl couldn't help but curled the corners of her lips.

After returning him an "OK" emoji, he put the phone back in his pocket.

...

At the same time, Zuo Yan, who was standing by the window of the living room of the villa, put down his mobile phone silently, and stared lightly at the direction in which a certain taxi was going.

I saw his pupils swaying slightly, as if thinking for a moment.

Suddenly he picked up the phone again and called up another WeChat contact.

...

The taxi spanned more than half of the city, and finally returned to Changle Town with Xiang Xing and Guguya.

After getting out of the car, the little guy raised his head, looked at the sun that was about to slant to the west, and couldn't help pursing his pink lips.

After that, he stepped into Changle Mountain without hesitation.

Fortunately, this mountain top has long been understood by the original owner who has been here since childhood.

Although there is no GPS map, she can rely on the memory left by the original owner and sister to move forward with ease.

Walking and walking, Xiang Xing finally saw the rows of roofs crawling among the forests on the mountainside before the sunset.

Simple, yet with a different kind of mystery.

That is the legendary main house of the Xiang family, which is also the headquarters of the Xiang family.

Thinking about it, the corner of the little guy's mouth was light, and the pace of his feet subconsciously accelerated.

Not long after, he came to the jurisdiction of the Xiang family.

Looking at the surveillance cameras mounted on the trees, the girl paused, found a thick bush beside her, and jumped in and squatted.

[Tsk tsk tsk... This camera is so installed that it looks like a big tree has big eyes! ]

Gugu Duck subconsciously complained while looking at the cameras going around in circles.

Looking at Xiang Xing's little face again, the bird's head tilted, "How are you going to get there?" As far as I can see, the arrangement of these cameras has no dead ends. ]

However, it only saw the little guy smiling.

"Why should I go there?"

Xiang Xing responded softly, took off the backpack, and carefully hid it in the bushes.

He took out a piece of ordinary A4 paper from the bag and shook it towards Duck Duck.

He smiled even more, "Xiang Han will come here by himself in a while."

[...You know again? ]

Gugu Duck was dumbfounded.

I had seen this piece of paper before, just now in the taxi, the little ancestor took it out to draw ghost characters for a while, as if to pass the time.

However, knowing this moment, it only saw clearly—

What is drawn on this paper is not a ghostly talisman at all, but a mysterious and complicated formation that is extremely familiar to it!

There is a faint blue brilliance on the formation, which is especially conspicuous when the sun is setting.

It was even more surprising to see Gugu Duck, Mungdou's eyes suddenly widened, [Wait, no... The plot doesn't say that when the original owner grows up, she will not have the ability to predict the future? ! ]

How did the little ancestor come up with this prophecy!

"The plot says there is no, but that doesn't mean there really isn't."

Xiang Xing smiled, shrugging her slender shoulders, "Your system is broken, the memory of the original owner is not broken."

It's just that this predictive ability has been gradually sealed by something from nowhere, making the original owner miss this part more and more with the passage of time.

This led to the illusion that "when she grows up, her predictive ability disappears".

Unfortunately, the mastermind behind this seal did not expect that these abilities would still be unsealed one day.

After thinking about it, the little guy sighed with emotion.

After that, he closed his soft eyes, and after muttering some words in his mouth, he suddenly raised his onion-like fingertips towards the center of the formation on the paper.

The next second, a picture from a few minutes in the future suddenly popped into her mind.