Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"That's right."

Wu Chen nodded.

But her eyes narrowed slightly, "Also, her refreshing spirit was artificially taken away."

... artificially taken away!

Xiang Xing was shocked by these four words.

Generally speaking, after taking away the three souls and seven souls, apart from the ghosts of the underworld, there are only the psychics walking in these three mountains and five mountains.

So, who took away the Shuangling of Miss Luo Qingya's reincarnation, and what was it used for? !

Thinking about it, Xiang Xing suddenly felt that something seemed to flash across his mind.

She couldn't help but frowned, and traced the past carefully.

The moment he touched it, the soft starry eyes suddenly enlarged.

The little hand holding the man's finger also tightened suddenly, and whispered uncertainly: "Could it be that Shuang Ling is..."

"Let's go check it out and find out."

Wu Chen smiled and didn't let her speak directly.

Instead, with the shocked little guy, he walked slowly to the silly girl.

"...Yah?"

The silly girl quickly noticed them, she turned her face blankly and blankly, and looked at the two strangers carefully.

His sluggish eyes suddenly froze when they touched Xiang Xing.

The next second, she suddenly yelled, jumped off the stone pier at the entrance of the village, and ran directly in front of Xiang Xing.

The little guy was startled, and subconsciously wanted to hide behind Wu Chen.

But he found that the girl jumped around her excitedly, as if seeing a relative she hadn't seen for decades.

Smiling, he muttered repeatedly: "I've seen you...I've seen you! Young lady! I've seen you...I've seen you...hehe..."

Xiang Xing was even more confused.

She doesn't have the impression of seeing her.

Not even in the original owner's memory.

"Miss sister...hehe...come with me, come with me..."

Before Xiang Xing could find out the relevant memory, the silly girl smiled and directly took her other hand.

He pulled her with all his strength, as if he wanted to take her somewhere.

Xiang Xing didn't know what to do for a moment, he could only raise his soft eyes helplessly, and glance at his man eagerly.

Wu Chen smiled lightly, shrugged his shoulders: "If you follow the past and have a look, you will know."

"Ok……"

The little guy pursed his pink lips, and finally followed the pace of that giggling little fool.

Let her lead her, over the fields, up the mountains, and over the deep valleys...

In the end, the three of them came directly to a huge rock pile hidden in the deep mountains and old forests.

The silly girl suddenly let go of Xiang Xing's hand, staggered to a certain place in the pile of rocks, and vigorously moved a loose stone away.

Immediately afterwards, he stretched out his hand vigorously into the small stone cave.

She stretched for a while, before she seemed to grab something, her watery eyes suddenly lit up.

"Hey!—"

She suddenly yelled, and that slender arm like a bamboo pole suddenly flung out.

A worn-out puppet that looked very old was thrown out by her just like that, and rolled directly to Xiang Xing's feet...

I saw that although the puppet was missing a right leg, the color and pattern on its body...

But damn familiar.

Seeing this scene, the little guy couldn't help but gasped.

Hastily unloaded the small backpack behind him, bit his lip, and took out the puppet part that Dire Wolf picked up from it.