Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"This kind of power is really too powerful. This group called Jinshui Clan quickly attracted the attention of the Celestial God Clan."

"In order to prevent the Jinshui Clan from threatening the Three Realms in the future, the Celestial God Clan managed to recruit him and entered the Ninety-ninth Heaven."

"The Jade Emperor crowned the Jinshui tribe and their descendants with the mark of God, and arranged many positions for them in the heavenly court. In fact, they used their abilities to help the Protoss continue to prosper."

"But for them, this divine power that can turn the world around, once used excessively, will cause a corresponding backlash."

"So, although they have gods, they are exploited by the gods so exploitatively. Naturally, they can't bear it. They are gradually killed by backlash, and their clansmen are becoming less and less."

After saying that, Ao Yuan suddenly sighed softly.

The arms gradually tightened.

"It wasn't until a thousand years ago that the last Jinshui clan who worked for the Protoss—that is, my mother-in-law who took care of me, died quietly in the mortal world. Since then, the Three Realms have never seen any trace of the Jinshui clan again."

After speaking, Ao Yuan pulled Xiang Xing straight over and stared at her with deep eyes.

The red lips twitched faintly and continued to laugh, "Mother Qingyu died of illness in the moat of the imperial capital of Xiazhi Kingdom, and that river is connected to Xiazhi Mountain, where you used to be a dojo... So I wonder if you belong to her. offspring?"

"After all, you all have that golden orange powerful spiritual power."

"Well……"

Xiang Xing tilted his head and continued to think seriously.

I do not know.

In the plot, in the memory of the original owner, there is no fish mama.

However, after hearing what Ao Yuan said, she felt that it was probably really a family, or a fish vein.

Ugh.

So complicated.

It's all my fault, and I didn't write the plot well.

Duck Ya: […I didn’t write it…]

After thinking about it, the little guy frowned and stuffed his little head into Ao Yuan's arms.

Scratching worriedly.

Seeing this, Ao Yuan's heart suddenly softened, and he couldn't help raising his hand, rubbing the restless little Rong's head lightly.

Apologetically said: "Sorry, I shouldn't have asked so much, making you embarrassed..."

He thought for a while, and then gently helped her up.

He lowered his head, kissed again on the petal-like pink lips, and said solemnly, "Don't worry, whether you are or not, I will not tell anyone about your spiritual power."

As he said that, the corners of the man's lips suddenly twitched.

"Furthermore, I brought you here to teach you how to control this power and not let it run out of you so unconsciously."

"……Really?"

When the little guy heard the words, his soft eyes lit up.

She straightened up and put her little hand on the man's shoulder. The previous distress was swept away, and she turned to look at that handsome face with anticipation, "I want to learn!"

"Okay, okay~"

Ao Yuan laughed and pushed her back.

"Be good, sit cross-legged, and follow me to recite the mantra."

"Uh-huh."

...

After half an hour.

Xiang Xing let out a deep sigh and slowly stopped.

She opened her soft eyes and tried to lift her fingertips.

His mind moved slightly, and his fingertips flashed a brilliance, turning into a golden orange, duck-shaped water bubble.

Move it again, and the water bubble turns into a starfish shape again.

With a flick of his fingertips, the water bubbles burst instantly and disappeared.

Seeing this, her eyes lit up.

He couldn't help looking excitedly at the smiling man in front of him, and said with joy, "Brother Xiaolong, am I successful?"

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