Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet ( 2 )

Chapter 298: Master's domesticated little phoenix (7-8)

Thinking about it, Xiang Xing spread his wings and shook the bird feathers on his body.

He took a deep breath, readjusted his emotions, and accepted the name.

...

Gong Xuanyue, this guy, slept from early morning to early morning the next day.

Then he eased his drinking spirit, rubbed his dull head, and sat up slowly.

"Um...comfortable."

I saw that the man was like a big cat, after lazily stretched his waist, he then casually put his slender arm on the bamboo window sill beside him, supporting his exquisite face.

Purple dragon crystal eyes slowly opened.

Suddenly I saw a plump plump chubby with golden red streamer, standing on the bamboo window sill at this moment.

Blinking his soft black bean eyes, he left and then tilted his head again and again, staring at him.

He narrowed his eyes.

Can't help but curl up the corners of the arbitrarily light-colored lips, and laughed dumbly, "Little Fat Bird, Little Fat Bird, are you convinced by the angry appearance of this deity?"

As he said, his slender fingertips lightly lifted up, poking Fat Chuo's little furry chest.

His eyes lit up even more arbitrarily.

"..."

Xiang Xing suddenly felt assaulted.

However, she didn't care much.

After thinking about it, Little Claw took two steps forward, leaned down very obediently, and bowed towards Gong Xuanyue.

The voice was soft, "Anyway, thank you Xianzun for saving my life."

"Hi, it's just a matter of effort~"

Gong Xuan smiled heartily.

The fingers with well-knotted joints seemed to be lightly waving nonchalantly, "That day you broke into the cave of the deity's retreat and practice. It is also your fate~"

"So, what are your plans next? Go back to the Antarctic Mountains?"

As the man said, he raised his delicate brows intentionally or unintentionally, and let out a laugh.

"Now you have an internal injury that broke your shell in advance, and you have lost two tail feathers. According to your deity, don't talk about Xuantianzong. Even my Qingyuegu, it seems that it is difficult for you to fly out~"

"……I know."

Hearing this, Xiang Xing couldn't help but bowed his head in distress, and nodded weakly.

She tried it in the little yard outside while he was sleeping.

It may be because of the exhaustion of energy and spiritual power in order to escape before.

My current flying ability...probably, it's about the same as a chicken.

You can land by flapping one or two meters.

Even the dead ducks laughed loudly on the sidelines.

Humph.

Seeing that chubby chirping with a gloomy look on his head, the man narrowed his purple eyes again.

After thinking about it, his lips lightly aroused.

The slender palm covered her small hairy body that was trembling from time to time, rubbing the hair gently.

He said abruptly, "Do you want the deity to help you?"

When the words fell, he saw with satisfaction that bright stars suddenly flashed in the soft eyes of the little fat chirping black beans.

Not to mention, it's quite touching.

"...Will you help me?"

Hearing Gong Xuanyue's words, Xiang Xing was indeed a little excited. He couldn't help but raised his head in anticipation, and blinked at him with soft eyes.

Although... he looks pretty unreliable.

But no matter what, it is much more reliable than the current self.

Moreover, he is Ambassador Xiangfu.

Ya Ya is his apprentice again.

Where else can she go by herself?

Go to Xia Ling's alchemy furnace...

"Help, this deity likes to help the most~hahaha~"

Facing the little guy's question, Gong Xuan raised his delicate jaw, still smiling heartily.

With a ridiculous smile, the conversation turned again, "However, it is conditional to ask the deity for help~"

As he said, he didn't wait for Xiang Xing to continue to ask, he straightened up suddenly.

With a big hand, he fished her into his arms and hugged her gently.

Continue to rub Xiaofei's furry back.

"The deity's alchemy furnace still lacks a boy who burns fire. A Hua is of wood attributes, so it's not appropriate... You are the most suitable little phoenix with a true fire of Samadhi~"

"How? Are you interested? Would you consider taking a look?"

He laughed, and threw question marks at the little guy in his arms three times in a row.

Xiang Xing tilted his head.

Well.

Refining alchemy and burning fire.

It sounds like she only needs two shots of sparks to do the job.

That's pretty easy and simple.

After thinking about it, Xiaofei Tweet didn't think about it any more, so he nodded gently.

"I can be a fire boy."