"What kind of spiritual pet is this? Why have I never seen it before?" Ning Yue walked to her at some point and looked at the little yellow chicken and stopped talking. "And I didn't feel any fluctuations in cultivation and spiritual power from it... Could it be that the cultivation is too high and I can't see through..."

The little yellow chicken spit out a bubble, tilted its head, and the hair on its head was raised.

Then he purred and staggered his chubby little body toward Mu Yan.

As a result, my feet slipped and I fell down and I was eating shit.

When I raised my head, my big eyes were filled with tears of grievance, and I stretched out my small paws to hug me.

Ning Yue: "..."

She swallowed the last words back.

Mu Yan smiled and picked up the little yellow chicken and let it lie on his shoulder. When he looked up, he saw Ning Yue's clear eyes looking at her, and he was stunned.

Ning Yue said: "Sorry, I always feel like the girl at first sight for some reason. Although it was the first time I met, I always feel that I feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity with you."

After saying this, Ning Yue suddenly felt embarrassed when she saw Mu Yan looking at her, "Am I too abrupt? Actually, I am not so familiar with myself on weekdays..."

Mu Yan suddenly curled his lips and smiled, "My name is Jun Mu Yan."

But I recited it silently in my heart.

Ning Yue...Is her surname Ning?

"Jun, Mu, Yan? What a good name!"

Ning Yue pulled her down with great enthusiasm, "I wonder what sect you are? What do you like to do on weekdays? Just now, your sword is crystal clear and beautiful. Are you also a sword cultivator? Hehe, I am also a sword cultivator! It should be said that more than half of our family will choose to become a sword cultivator."

Mu Yan didn't expect that Ning Yue looked heroic, but in fact she was a chatterbox.

But she did want to find out some news, so she asked: "The six great masters of the Floating Island, Ye, An, Wen, Ning, Situ, Beitang... Are you surnamed Ning, is your child of the Ning family? Is this family or a branch?"

Ning Yue smiled and said, "Look at me, how could I be my family? I am just the most inconspicuous minion in the other party."

Mu Yan was about to speak when suddenly the ground under her feet shaking violently.

"It's about to start eating!!" The verbal shouted in horror, "It's all! It's finally ready to eat us."

Almost as soon as the words were finished, countless tiny tentacles stretched out from the flower wall.

There was a small mouth on the tentacle, covered with sharp teeth.

Dahan was caught off guard while running away and was hit by dozens of tentacles in his face, and suddenly let out a shrill scream.

In just a blink of an eye, the face was already bloody and bloody.

Ning Yue was not only not panicked, but instead laughed, "I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

I saw a silver soft sword drawn out from his waist, and his spiritual power was infused, and the soft sword made a buzzing sound and stretched straight.

"Be careful!" She stretched out her hand and pulled Mu Yan back to protect her. The software in her hand danced like a silver snake, and in the blink of an eye, she cut off all the tentacles.

Her movements were like flowing clouds and were extremely beautiful. During this period, she still had time to explain to Mu Yan: "When Wanfuhua closed, the flower pouch's defense was extremely powerful and could not break through from the inside at all. But when it was about to bloom, the defense would become weak, and this is the time for us to go out."

Seeing that she was at ease, Mu Yan did not rush to help, but slowly collected the mucus in the saccharine bag.
Chapter completed!