The chicken's reaction to the words came later, and it snorted, "Mom, no wonder he was so excited every time he called you, he was born to love secretly."

Without waiting for the song to speak, the chicken yelled again and again: "This guy is not a person in the plane, then I will have a chance to meet him in the future. I must collect him at that time. I like him so much. It has to be my first collection. "

Song: "..."

All thoughts were interrupted by the chicks.

She simply looked inside.

In the chaotic space, her body has grown to a foot high, and compared to the previous bean sprouts, it is completely unexpected.

"It's so rare." Yange said with great surprise. "It's too unexpected. This time the host is nothing special. Why is the soul source so powerful?"

Chicken: "Perhaps you let her experience a more meaningful life. Originally it only gave you a little soul, but she gave you countless."

The smile of Yange was frozen.

No one knows the importance of soul source to people more than words.

Everyone's fate, talent, and luck have a great relationship with the soul source.

If you lose too many soul sources, the host of your next life will even become foolish.

Is it worth it?

The past is over, and we should grasp the future well.

Why invest future capital in the past?

Yan Ge has always known that human nature is complex, but this time the host's practice made her incomprehensible.

The chicken did not understand it, and said joyfully, "If only a few of these stupid hosts are hostile, where do you use worrying about baldness, a green grassland above your head in minutes?"

Really stupid!

Yan Ge doesn't like this host of injustice, but she prefers to earn soul source by her own strength.

The chicken asked again, "What the **** is that man? Are you sure he is not a native in the plane?"

"No." Yange immediately looked calm: "He should be similar to us, and he knows me."

The relationship between two people does not stop at the level of understanding.

The man's last lingering words were more like an old friend of hers.

But Lao Xianghao is such a thing, she is extremely sure and certain, she is not.

"Can't you be a peach blossom demon?" Said the cub. "Is it the season when the peach blossoms are in bloom? You are bald, why are there still peach blossom debts?"

The chicken's last bald words can be ignored, but this time she can't bear it.

Immediately go and lick the hair on the head of the chick ...

Hemp eggs, bald!

When the **** rushed, the cub teleported her to a new plane.

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Entering the new plane, as soon as Yange became conscious, he realized that there was a man around him who was still holding her tightly.

The man's arms were very strong, and his palms pressed against her chest made her a little difficult to breathe. There was always a kind of heavy weight on his chest.

She tried to move the man's hand sideways, but as soon as he moved, the man immediately grabbed his arms and completely embraced the song, putting his hands and feet on it, completely treating it as a puppet.

Seeing that the man didn't wake up, although the song was uncomfortable, it didn't twist anymore. The urgent task was to fuse the host's memory first.

The host name this time was Chu Shaojun, a beautiful woman with a thick hip and a thin waist.