"It's a male cult." The cub paused and said, "It's been a bumpy ride along Xiuxian's journey. It's the number one cannon fodder, but it's fatal.

Life is not good and you can't die. This is the most tortured life.

Yange found that the fate of the powerful person in the plane has been changing.

From the beginning of the emperor of the true dragon son to the number one cannon fodder today, his fate is getting miserable.

Tiandao probably also thinks that the power of the black can be too unstable, so he specially helped him obtain such an identity and hone his willpower a little bit.

The Mighty One is the darling of heaven, and Yan Ge is not worried about this guy at all. She is most concerned about herself now.

Realizing that he was still in the eggshell at the moment, Yange was busy observing the situation around him.

The Reiki array has not been destroyed, so the heroine has not arrived yet.

The host is not suitable for forcibly breaking through the shell.

Fortunately, the host did not know how to practice, but only passively absorbed the heaven and earth aura, but now she has the memory of the host's later period, and she has the memory of the dragon practice of the host. .

So Yan Ge closed his eyes and started practicing.

The time in practice is almost a blink of an eye. When the surrounding Aura array begins to be turbulent, Yange immediately gathers the surrounding Aura to protect this egg!

Even if she was mentally prepared for the breakup of the magic circle this time, the egg she was in was still struck by shocks, and the gathering of spirits was destroyed. For the egg of the host, it was equal to vitality. hurt.

The big egg turned into a goose egg-sized existence.

This is still the time when Yange worked hard to cultivate in order to maintain the current state, we must know that the host was directly injured and lost consciousness.

It is also because the host loses consciousness that he will be contracted by the hostess.

"How's it?" Asked the cub, "Are you alive?"

The inside of the egg is always in a state of chaos. It can't see the surroundings and can't sense the outside world.

Hearing the words of the cub, Yan Ge, while listening to the surrounding situation, said, "I can't die for the time being, can you sense the situation outside?"

The chicken's head shook like a rattle: "I can't sense anything. I'm a little scared."

With no words, she tried to condense the aura that had been ramming around in her body, and planned to use the remaining aura to break through the eggshell.

"Well? Why is there an egg here? It should be a bird's egg so small, it's pitiful. An egg is lonely here, and sooner or later it will be eaten by another spirit beast."

This is a light voice belonging to a girl.

You don't have to think about it to know that this is the heroine.

The consciousness of Yange can not be put out, and only the aura of control can be used to control the egg where it is located to roll forward quickly, so as not to be touched by the female mainstream blood.

The natural blood of the beast of the host is different from other spirit beasts.

In the eyes of the host, human beings exist a few grades below it, and have been contracted into human beasts! It is a great insult to the host.

Yange certainly can't keep himself on the same path as the host.

But her scrolling has attracted more interest from the hostess.

"It's still a conscious egg, it's fun." The heroine giggled and bent down to catch the song in the grass.

Yange, this egg is rolling and rolling, the more you feel the harder and slower.

Mom, this isn't climbing.