Chapter 1191: Being kidnapped (1) (quick ticket)

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"Hey, the master is going to find the group of rabbits and scorpions. It’s great, this grandfather can finally see the beauty and enjoy the beauty and beauty of the warm and soft jade. Hahahaha!"

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On the second day, Mu Yan was woken up by Qi Huang on time. When she went to the entrance of the Shaguang Branch to receive the things bought by Tianguang Market, she still had some feelings.

Thinking of the gentle smile of Xiao Shishu, she couldn't help but shudder.

It seems that this time, she still does not go to the skylights, otherwise she will be dead if she is caught by the little teacher.

In the space, Qihuang sneered, "a little white face, seeing you afraid of becoming a virtue, not a sac!"

Mu Yan swearing: "You don't have a pocket, you have the ability to come out for me to resist the anger of the little teacher!"

"Do you think that the deity will be afraid of that little white face?" Qi Huang's jumping feet, "The deity is only the strength has not recovered, and when the deity returns to its heyday, what kind of little white face is..."

"Yes, yes, you are the most powerful of the seven beautiful people!" Mu Yan perfunctory comfort.

Qihuang is even more angry.

However, before he could talk again, a huge crane came in the sky.

But from a distance it is a crane. It will be discovered when it is close. It is a huge paper crane.

The paper crane slowly landed, and when it was approaching Muyan, he slammed and dropped a huge bag.

In the real world, the magic weapon of storage, especially the relatively large space for storage magic, is very precious.

Basically even a spar may not be available.

But the Qiankun bag is different.

The quality of Qiankun bags is good or bad, and some can only be used once or twice. Such consumables can only be purchased with a few hundred pieces of spar.

But even if it is only a few hundred pieces of spar, it is not a small amount.

Tianguang Market actually used the Qiankun bag to load and transport goods.

Mu Yan looked at the half-high mountain Qiankun bag in front of her, and was about to step forward and disassemble it.

Suddenly, there were some anxious calls from Qi Huang in my mind. "Jun Muyan, be careful!!"

Mu Yan’s heart is in a hurry and is about to react.

But it is still a step late.

A little sweet aroma poured into her nib, making her body soft and weak, and her head became dull.

Mu Yan tried to mobilize the spiritual power and the gods to manipulate the celestial piano, but found that all spiritual power and knowledge seemed to be blocked.

Even the space seems to have been confined by a powerful force, which has caused her to lose contact with Qihuang and Xiaofeng.

Slowly, the footsteps came towards this side.

Mu Yan squinted and opened her eyes, but she only felt that her eyelids were heavy.

But in this eye, she saw the few people who came, wearing the clothes of Yin Yu Gong.

Yin Yu Palace!

And it is the master of the seven Golden Ages.

Mu Yan a heart sinks a little.

This time, she was really careless. She didn't have the defense to think that they would mobilize the real elite of Yin Yu Gong.

However, even if it is the Yin Yu Palace... it is not possible to use only the drug to let yourself have no resistance.

What a sweet smell, what is it?

"... Thanks to the "rosemary" given to us by Star Wars, otherwise, if it is fighting, it hurts the ice muscles and the appearance of the flower, and can't let... enjoy it..."

Mu Yan vaguely felt that someone had lifted her face, followed by a cold breath.

"It’s so amazing, it’s no wonder that it will make... fascinated..."

Hey, the other hand patted the hand that touched her face.