Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

The little guy immediately changed his body, turned back to the appearance of a small fat chirp, and flew to the man's shoulder to stand.

After that, I just heard him recite a formula in a low voice.

But for a moment, Xiang Xing saw the egg-shaped light golden protective shield reappeared on the two of them.

And this time, it seems to have made the bodies of the two more transparent.

"Okay, let's find that little brother Feinan to lead the way~"

Everything was ready, Gong Xuanyue hooked his red lips arbitrarily, his figure flashed, and he quickly followed the figure.

As the distance got closer and closer, Xiang Xing finally saw the face of the man.

It's really Fernan.

At this time, he was sneaking around in the vicinity of the Wuji dungeon where the monsters were kept.

Again, I groped on the big trees and the pillars.

It's like it's sticking to something.

After he left a place, Gong Xuan thought for a while, and swam over silently.

Only then did I discover that almost all of the talismans and various small formations that were posted on this pillar were to hide the magic breath.

The man raised his delicate brows clearly.

Is this to let the monster escape by itself?

Well, he will help him out~

After thinking about it, Gong Xuanyue laughed in a low voice.

Suddenly, he took out the big wine gourd that Xiang Xing had not seen for a long time from the Qiankun bag in his sleeve!

Frightened, a certain little fat chirp screamed: "Ayue, you..."

Surprised, they are stalking others now!

How can this guy drink at such a time, in case he gets drunk...

Will they be kicked down the mountain by the mad Wuyuan Immortal Venerable?

Thinking about it, Little Fat shook the feathers on his body, and the soft black eyes showed the anger of the fierce and fierce, and hummed, "Ayue, now is not the time to drink!"

"Hey~"

Gong Xuanyue didn't seem to listen to her words at all, just laughed, pulled out the bottle of the wine gourd, raised his head and poured it...

Hearing the long-lost aroma of wine, Xiang Xing squinted his eyes, and his forehead suddenly snapped, two blue veins bursting out.

However, at this time.

A thin white electric light flashed across the sky, and there was a faint rumbling of thunder to save face.

soon.

"pia!!—"

A thunder as thick as a bucket struck directly above the Promise Sect dungeon.

He even wore it, and directly smashed the big cage that imprisoned a certain demon messenger...

...

At that time, Wuyuan Xianzun, who was leading his disciples to do evening classes, heard this loud noise, and it almost fell off the futon.

There was a deep seriousness in the old eyes.

What's going on, why is there a tribulation thunder that strikes his Promise Sect!

Recently... there should be no one to cross the calamity!

Thinking about it, Immortal Wuyuan suddenly remembered what the little Taoist companion of Gong Xuanyue said in the daytime.

The whole person immediately became ill, and he couldn't help blowing his beard and staring, and stood up abruptly.

Could it be that stinky kid from Gong Xuanyue who started drinking and having fun again? !

The more Wuyuan thought about it, the more angry he became, and he couldn't help stomping his feet fiercely, leading a group of elders and elite disciples: "All go with the deity to see that Xuanyue Immortal Venerable!"

"Yes!"

...

However, what makes Passive unexpected is that.

When he brought a large group of people mightily to the front of the guest room where Gong Xuanyue lived, he was about to question him.

On the contrary, everyone saw the Immortal Venerable and his wife first, and they were standing together, staring at the thunder and lightning from time to time.