The little yellow chicken is spreading its fat wings and trying hard to maintain body balance.

The sounds that were not like a rooster crowing, but were incomprehensible.

Other than that, nothing happened.

He was neither bombed nor died, nor even injured at all.

Now, let alone Lan Yaozong, Ye Ahuang and the others.

Even Ye Chengfeng showed a look of surprise.

He looked at Mu Yan and whispered: "What is it?"

While speaking, Lan Yaozong, who was furious, attacked Xiao Huangji again.

This time, the impact brought by the energy ball was even greater, and the little yellow chicken was so scared that it cried and the yellow hair flew around.

It had no choice but to lie down its fat little body, use its wings and claws to desperately grasp Lan Yaozong's clothes, and press its little head tightly against Lan Yaozong's chest.

"No... no, why is this happening!! My immortal medicine... No, you can't leave. This is the gift from Wushang Palace to me. I am immortal. This is my immortal medicine... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Lan Yaozong's expression on his face was shocked, horrified, but frightened and desperate.

The blue and black light that originally lingers around him quickly disappeared.

And his head, which was already healing, began to rot rapidly, including its body.

All cultivation and spiritual power were sucked cleanly in an instant.

That face, which was originally handsome, instantly became even older and ugly than a ghost.

Within just a few breaths, Lan Yaozong could not even shout, and could only make a quick breath that seemed to be cut off at any time.

His turbid eyes stared at the little yellow chicken still lying on his chest. His mouth opened as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't make any sound.

"Huanghuang, come back."

When the little yellow chicken heard Mu Yan's voice, she immediately rushed over happily with its fat body shaking.

"Jijigugu!" Mom and mom! Huang Huang was very well-behaved and obedient just now, right?

Mu Yan smiled and straightened out its hair that was chaotic by the wind, and said softly: "Huang Huang is doing well, and has helped my mother a lot."

The little yellow chicken heard the praises rarely and immediately jumped and roared in Mu Yan's hands, and circled in circles.

Then Mu Yan looked at Ye Chengfeng, thought for a while, and handed the little yellow chicken in his hand to Ye Chengfeng: "What does the national master think yellow is?"

Ye Chengfeng hesitated for a moment before taking the fat chicken in her hand.

The little yellow chicken was not afraid of being born, and his palm tilted his head at Ye Chengfeng.

The big round eyes stared at the person in front of him for a moment.

It doesn't like being touched by unfamiliar people.

But the exception is the good-looking people.

Brother Bixie said: Appearance is justice!

Yes! A good-looking person can make Huang Huang eat two more bowls of rice!

So the little yellow chicken smiled cutely at Ye Chengfeng (God knows how it can make people laugh), and its pointed little mouth slapped, and a bubble representing friendship was blown.

The bubbles floated and fell on Ye Chengfeng's face and exploded, making Ye Chengfeng's face blurred.

Ye Chengfeng handed a stupid chicken back to Mu Yan with expressionless face and said lightly: "I don't know."

He could not feel the energy fluctuation of the little yellow chicken from this little yellow chicken.

This was also what Mu Yan expected.

After all, even Di Mingjue and the uncle of the little yellow chicken were unable to detect the origin and characteristics of the little yellow chicken.

The only thing I can know is that the little yellow chicken must be related to Wushang Palace.

Mu Yan smiled slightly and said, "Huanghuang comes from Wushang Palace."
Chapter completed!