Chapter 2310

Ling Chuxi's mood, inexplicably excited.

A clear and pleasant birdsong, a flash of yellow light, a small figure finally broke out of the shell.

Yellow fluff, sharp mouth, slender and tender claws Before Ling Chuxi could see what the powerful spirit beast looked like, he fluttered his wings and landed on the tip of Ling Chuxi's nose.

Ling Chuxi looked at the little guy in a daze. The little guy also opened his small round eyes like mung bean. He looked at Ling Chuxi curiously with big eyes and small eyes.

Little yellow chicken! Ling Chuxi pheasant never as like as two peas. If she is not mistaken, once a wild pheasant came out to the sun in the middle of training, the little chattering young guys were just like them. If we have to say the difference, it is that the other pheasants have yellow and black fluff. This one is full of tender yellow and has only a circle of black fluff around the eyes, just like eyebrows, which is more flexible.

If it wasn't for seeing the familiar seven colors of Xiaguang with his own eyes, or if he hadn't been absorbed all his energy just now, Ling Chuxi really suspected that he had made a mistake when he dug Zhuo Feiying last time. He gave the real spirit animal egg to Zhuo Feiying and left the wild egg to himself.

Ling Chuxi can be sure that this little yellow chicken is indeed hatched from the spirit animal's egg, but In this image, the gap with Ling Chuxi's expected powerful spirit beast is also too big.

If you say your egg looks like a wild egg, how can it hatch like a pheasant? What kind of spirit animal is this?

The little yellow chicken gazed at Ling Chuxi for a long time with a pair of round eyes. The black brown fluffy protrusion around his eyes made a delicate birdsong (well, it should be regarded as chicken crowing). He threw himself on Ling Chuxi's face and pecked at Ling Chuxi with his tender little mouth.

Is this a confession? Ling Chuxi is not sure, but he feels that he is close to himself and depends on him. He thinks that he is mostly regarded as an old hen by him. The idea appeared in the brain, Ling Chuxi was an agitated spirit, and rushed to get the idea out of the brain. What kind of weird metaphor is this.

Small yellow chicken in Ling Chuxi's face, mouth and nose on a warm sweep around, seems to be a little cold, with a roar, fluttering into her hair, only a small head is exposed outside, curiously looking at the outside world.

It's really retribution. I used to rub chicken nests on other people's heads. Today, my hair is really a chicken coop

Ling Chuxi really wanted to cry without tears in his heart.

After experiencing the great contrast between the incubation of the spirit beast and the bright appearance of the little yellow chicken, Ling Chuxi's mood was also calmed down. If she had not guessed wrong, this little yellow chicken was a bit similar to that silly cute cat. It was not until she changed her body that she could see what it was. However, the silly cute cat has been domineering in other people's families for thousands of years, and has chewed countless flowers and plants before learning to transform itself. I don't know how many talents it will take to transform the little yellow chicken. Just wait.

The little guy leans in Ling Chuxi's hair and finally warms up. He is naughty. Ling Chuxi doesn't care about it and continues to try to condense his vitality.

Small yellow chicken tossed for a while, see Ling Chuxi did not pay attention to it, some boring, plucking the development of silk drilling out, fluttering has not long open wings, chirping and running to one side.

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