Chapter 3862

The little yellow chicken is spreading its fat wings and trying to maintain its balance. He kept making sounds that didn't look like chicken crowing, but were incomprehensible. Apart from that, nothing happened. It was neither blown out nor dead, nor even hurt at all. This time, let alone LAN Yaozong and ye ahuang. Even at night the wind also showed a look of consternation. He looked at Mu Yan and said in a low voice, "what is it?" As he spoke, LAN Yaozong, who was in a hurry, attacked the little yellow chicken again. This time, the impact of the energy ball is greater, the little yellow chicken is scared to croak and fly. It had to lie down on its fat little body, use its wings and claws to grab LAN Yaozong's clothes, and stick its small head tightly to LAN Yaozong's chest“ No... no, how could that be!! My immortal medicine... No, you can't leave. It's a gift from Wushang palace. I will never die. This is my elixir... Ah, ah, ah --! " The look on LAN Yaozong's face changed from shock to horror, but he was scared and desperate. The blue and black light that originally lingered around him quickly disappeared. And his brain, which was already healing, began to decay rapidly, including his body. All the cultivation and spiritual power are cleaned up in a flash. The face, which used to be pretty, became older and uglier than the fierce ghost. Just a few breaths, LAN Yaozong couldn't even shout out. He could only make a gasp that seemed to break at any time. His turbid eyes were staring at the little yellow chicken still lying on his chest. His mouth opened and he seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't make any sound“ Huang Huang, come back. " As soon as the little yellow chicken hears Mu Yan's voice, it immediately happily twists its little fat body and rushes over unsteadily“ Mutter Mom, mom! Huang Huang is just very obedient. Is there any wood? Mu Yan smiles and straightens out the hair that it is blown disorderly by the wind, soft voice way: "Huang Huang does very well, helped mother a big favor." Little yellow chicken rarely heard praise, immediately in the hands of Moyan and jump, and turn circle. Muyan then looked at the night Chengfeng, thought about it, and handed the little yellow chicken to the night Chengfeng: "what does the national master think yellow is?" Night Chengfeng hesitated for a moment, then took the fat chicken in her hand. Small yellow chicken is not afraid of life, in the night by the wind palm crooked head. Big round eyes stare at the person in front of you for a moment. It doesn't like to be touched by strangers. Except for the good-looking ones. Brother Bixie said: beauty is justice! Mm-hmm! Good looking people can make Huang Huang eat two more bowls of rice! So the little yellow chicken smiles to the wind at night (God knows how a chicken with only a beak makes people see that it's laughing), and its sharp little mouth purrs, blowing out a friendly bubble. Bubbles fluttering to fall on the face of night Chengfeng burst, paste the face of night Chengfeng. Night Chengfeng face expressionless will be a stupid chicken back to Mu Yan, light way: "I don't know." From this little yellow chicken, he could not feel any energy fluctuation. This is what Muyan expected. After all, even emperor mingjue and little martial uncle failed to find out the origin and characteristics of little yellow chicken. The only thing we can know is that the little yellow chicken must be related to Wushang palace. Mu Yan said with a smile: "Huang Huang comes from Wushang palace."