Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

Xiang Xing said, suddenly he seemed to remember something, and paused for a while.

Soft eyes drooped down again in despair, and muttered, "But, I don't seem to be able to breathe out fire now."

"It's inevitable~"

Gong Xuanyue smiled and hugged Little Fatty, shaking his body.

As if transformed into a big cradle in the shape of a human, shaking the little guy's eyelids couldn't help sinking, nodding sleepily and fishing.

Hearing him continue, "Don't worry, during this period, this deity will help you relax your muscles and activate blood, open up your veins, and resolve the disadvantages of breaking your shell early as soon as possible."

"When you're well, let's go down the mountain to find the two tail feathers you lost, how about that?"

He lowered his voice and asked her for her opinion hoarsely.

Without that mad laugh, Xiang Xing felt inexplicably that this guy was quite gentle...

"Then thank you Xianzun."

Little Fatty raised his head and looked at the man.

His eyes narrowed, like a smile.

The man couldn't help but subconsciously hugged her tighter.

After that, after thinking for a while, he lowered his head slightly, and then asked with a chuckle, "By the way, do you have a name? I don't mind helping you think of one..."

"...My name is Xiang Xing. Xiang, the head of the person on the item, is a star with bright stars."

Xiang Xing quickly registered his name.

As far as his ability to name Duck Ya... She didn't want her to end up like a bird or something.

"Xiang Xing, Xiang Xing... Well, it sounds good and remembers well, not bad."

Gong Xuanyue nodded while muttering the little guy's name.

Suddenly he laughed again and sighed, and glanced at Duck Ya who had just walked in from the door with a bowl of medicine in his hand.

He raised his brows slightly, "Ah Hua, look at people, how nice their names are, what kind of white lotus is it like you... so that I have to give you a nickname as a teacher, lest others say that the deity insults the disciples or something... "

"..."

Ya Ya glanced at his master speechlessly, and then glanced at a fat chirp who was laughing even harder.

I thought that he should leave this beautiful world where he was.

...

In this way, Xiang Xing lived in this small bamboo house in Qingyue Valley.

While recovering from the injury, he listened to Ya Ya talking about Gong Xuanyue's character and past events.

It is said that he was originally a popular candidate for the next head of the Xuantian Sect.

However, he is really too shameless to the outside world, and he likes to meddle in his own business.

As a result, its reputation in the world of immortal cultivation is particularly poor...

In addition, he himself has no intention of inheriting the throne.

In order not to be harassed by his own senior brother, the current head of Xuantian Sect, Xuan Fengtao, he invited himself to live alone in this forbidden area of ​​Xuantian five hundred years ago.

From then on, he will no longer be involved in the affairs of the Xuantian Sect. The dignified Nine Heavens Xuanxian lives like a loose immortal every day.

However, it is enough to live a happy life.

Hearing Ya Ya's story, Xiang Xing felt a little envious.

Isn't this exactly the way she wants to live like a blissful life!

It turns out that reducing the difficulty is to reduce it here...

...

However, the peaceful days in Qingyue Valley where An Xin was cultivating did not last long.

someday.

Gong Xuanyue took advantage of Xiang Xing and Ya Ya not paying attention, and went out to steal wine and drink with a big gourd.

Duck Ya went to Qingyue Forest to collect firewood.

Xiang Xing was the only one left behind in the small bamboo house.

At that time, she was squatting on the bamboo hut and basking in the sun, following Gong Xuanyue's instructions, absorbing the essence of the sun that their fire-type monsters needed most.