Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

Maybe, she is different from what he imagined.

With her qualifications, the probability of encountering those dangerous factors may be relatively low.

Maybe... She could really do what she wanted, and he could do what he wanted too.

Thinking of this, Clarence's heart that should have been dead was once again glowing with excitement.

However, it only lasted for a while before he quickly calmed down again.

It's too early to be happy.

He had to find someone to verify the answer in his mind.

Let's talk about it after watching the play.

After thinking about it, Clarence pursed his red lips and nodded slightly thoughtfully.

After that, he turned his big hand lightly, and took Xiang Xing's small hand back into his palm.

"Come on, let's go to dinner and watch a good show by the way."

As the man said, he leaped lightly and took the little guy up into the air.

"Come on, say the spell of cloaking magic."

"Oh!"

Under his signal, Xiang Xing quickly recited the invisible magic that had been memorized.

In the next second, she saw a black mist rising from the two of them at the same time, and then gathered at their respective feet.

The little guy suddenly felt like he was stepping on a somersault cloud, and every jump became light and fast, so fast that there were only two afterimages, one black and one white, on the roofs of the roofs beside the main road of Los City. Skip quickly.

And looking at the direction that Clarence led the way, it seemed to be flying towards the former Grand Palace of Los Angeles and now the center of power of the new ruler team.

as predicted.

After only a short while, the two of them landed in the back garden of Los Royal Palace.

Clarence even pulled Xiang Xing, who hadn't slowed down, behind a towering tree with quick eyesight and quick hands, hiding him a little.

It wasn't until the patrolling guards in the back garden and some maids passing by hurriedly left that the little guy poked his head out quietly and looked around curiously.

Oh shit.

This is the royal palace in the Middle Ages in the West.

——Except for a slightly different architectural style, it looks no different from the palaces she stayed in.

They are all resplendent, big and imposing.

However, due to the change of dynasty, there is no other royal atmosphere except for the luxurious and complicated palace walls and domes.

Feeling this, Xiang Xing suddenly paused, and couldn't help raising his soft eyes, looking secretly at the man who was carefully protecting her.

Speaking of which, this was his home hundreds of years ago.

——However, at this moment, Clarence looked as calm as water.

It seems that there is no longer any affection and nostalgia for this place.

Well, it's been so many years anyway, it's normal to have no feelings.

Withdrawing his endless thoughts, Xiang Xing only felt his stomach start to growl again.

She couldn't help but smacked her small lips again, so she turned around slightly and lay down in the man's arms.

Blinking her soft eyes at him pitifully, she muttered in a waxy voice, "How about lunch?"

What are you doing in the back garden of someone else's palace?

Could it be that they want to eat flowers and plants?

"There is an old saying in the East, 'you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry'."

Clarence smiled lowly, and rubbed the little fuzzy head in his arms helplessly.

He blinked his heterochromatic pupils lightly, then slowly opened his lips, and faintly exhaled a string of extremely light black smoke from his mouth.

Then, the little guy saw the string of black smoke drifting away leisurely.