A quick journey to give birth, the male protagonist pampers and catches a beautiful woman

Dalong exchanged the right to use his body, "Tutu."

"I'm here."

"Little rabbit."

"I'm here."

"Bunny."

"I'm here."

Two different titles are two different calls for soul exchange.

"How about I take you back to explain to the bastards?"

This time, Dalong didn't hear her response for a long time.

A drop of tear dropped from the huge silver eyes, which fell onto the mud and splashed dust.

He lay there quietly for a long time, letting the little rabbit's head rest on the dragon's side, until the sun set.

Then he held her in the palm of his hand and took her back to their home. Yinxiao was already the leader of the Dragon Clan.

Dalong told his cubs to plant more flowers, then returned to the valley where she slept, and dug a deep pit to bury her forever.

The cubs have planted flowers everywhere in the valley. Whenever they miss their parents, they come to take a look.

This inconspicuous valley has become a forbidden area for the dragon clan.

The bright flowers have withered and regenerated countless times and grown wildly, blooming all over the mountains and plains like everlasting affection.

……

[End of The Seventh World]

[Congratulations to the host for successfully completing the mission. As a reward, you will be rewarded with a millennium ginseng in this world, which can be taken back to your own world. The previous skill attributes will remain unchanged and you will automatically join the next world. 】

[Due to the special nature of the male protagonist of the plane, he has two souls in one body, and the compensation is 200 million, plus double the favorability, a total of 400 million soft girl coins have been credited to your account. 】

"Is there really any compensation?" Lin Muqing touched her waist. She could still recall the tired and different feeling. The two of them were often swapped, and it was almost too much to bear. Fortunately, after drinking the repair potion, the body's repair ability became stronger, otherwise it would be so... She didn't know how to live the rest of her life.

Thinking about the last scene is still a little sad.

【Some, some. 】

"Thank you for fighting for my welfare! Then let's go to the next world. What world is it?"

【Republic of China. 】

"There are some expectations, so you have to choose life-saving items."

[I was about to say, thump thump thump!The fourth-level permission system opens the function of selecting items after reaching the plane, and you can choose four items for free. 】

"Then let's go directly!" Her anticipation increased, and she already regarded going to the small world as a tourist trip to see the world.

……

[The Eighth World—The Two-faced Wild Rose the Warlord Wants to Provoke]

……

Night falls, in front of the Wen family mansion.

Unlike the bustling nightlife of the street next door, this street is tightly guarded.

Outside the high pillar iron fence, there are green trees, and the dim lights of the road lengthen the shadows of the cars.

Suddenly, there were several long car horns and the headlights shone, startling the rickshaw driver in front of him to brake suddenly.

The woman sitting on the rickshaw leaned forward uncontrollably due to inertia.

Her thin white fingers subconsciously grasped the armrest, and she hugged the small suitcase in her arms tightly with one hand. She turned around in a hurry, and the dazzling car lights made her raise her hands to cover her eyes.

Can't see clearly the people in the car.

The driver stopped the rickshaw directly, turned to face the guest, wiped his sweat with a sweat towel, and said in fear:

"Miss, I will take you here. In front of you is the Marshal's Mansion. Maybe that car is the Marshal's car."

If it weren't for a silver dollar, the coachman would not have taken the risk of sending this beautiful daughter here from the train station. It took more than two hours to make money. There is no risk in making money. In this world, only the bravest have the opportunity to make money. But when you meet the powerful , the coachman still flinched.

Lin Muqing took out a silver dollar from his bag, handed it to him, and whispered: "Then I'll get out of the car. I'll give you this silver dollar. Thank you for taking the trip."

"I should thank you. See you again when we have the chance." The driver took the money and drove the rickshaw away.

She stood alone under the sycamore tree with her small suitcase, glanced sideways at the stationary car, and then continued walking forward.

The car behind her bypassed her and drove slowly past her. The driver lowered the window, revealing a razor-sharp profile, and asked in a cold voice: "Who is that person?"

The woman paused and glanced at the driver hesitantly, cautiously.

Looking at the magnificent car, and then at the back seat with the closed windows, I seemed to see the profile of a man, and he hesitated for a while before saying:

"Hello, sir, I'm from the south, looking for Wen Shuqi. Are you from the Marshal's Mansion?"