Chapter 3862: Huang Huang from Wudi Palace (2)

The little yellow chicken is spreading its chubby wings, desperately maintaining its balance.

My mouth kept making sounds that didn't sound like chickens, but were incomprehensible.

Other than that, nothing happened.

It was neither blasted out nor dead, not even a little wound.

This time, let alone Lan Yaozong and Ye Ahuang.

Even the night riding the wind also showed a miserable expression.

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

During the conversation, the languid Lan Yaozong attacked the yellow chicken again.

This time, the impact of the energy ball was even greater, and the little yellow chicken was screaming in horror, and the yellow hair was flying wildly.

It had to lie down on its fat little body, use its wings and claws to desperately grab Lan Yaozong's clothes, and cling his head to Lan Yaozong's chest tightly.

"No ... no, how could this be happening !!! Your undead medicine ... No, you can't leave, this is a gift from the Wuzi Palace to you. You are immortal, this is your undying medicine ... ah Ahhhhh !!!! "

The look on Lan Yaozong's face was shocked, shocked, but terrified.

The blue-black light that had lingered around him quickly disappeared.

And his already healed head began to rot quickly, including its body.

All practices and spiritual powers were pumped out in an instant.

That face, which was originally handsome, suddenly became older and uglier than Li Gui.

In just a few short breaths, Lan Yaozong could not even shout out, but could only make a quick gasp sound as if it would be cut off at any time.

His muddy eyes stared 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 a sound at all.

"Huanghuang, come back."

As soon as the little yellow chicken heard Mu Yan's voice, he happily twisted his chubby body and rushed over.

"Woohoo!" Mommy! Huang Huang was just so obedient and obedient?

Mu Yan smiled and smoothed out her wind-torn hair, and said softly, "Huanghuang did a good job and helped her mother a lot."

The little yellow chicken rarely heard the compliment, and immediately jumped up and down in Mu Yan's hands, and then circled.

Mu Yan then looked to Ye Chengfeng and thought about it, and handed the little yellow chicken in his hand to Ye Chengfeng: "What does the state teacher think Huang Huang is?"

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

The little yellow chicken was not afraid of being born, and her palms crooked her head at night.

Big round eyes stared at the person in front of him momentarily.

It doesn't like being touched by unfamiliar people.

Except for good-looking people.

Evil brother said: Yan value is justice!

Uh uh! Good-looking people can make Huang Huang eat more two bowls of rice!

So the little yellow chicken smiled toward the night by the wind (God knows how a beak-only chicken makes people see that it is smiling), and its pointed mouth has a vulture, blowing a representative of friendly Speech bubbles.

Bubbles fluttered on Ye Chengfeng's face and blew open, confusing Ye Chengfeng's face.

Ye Chengfeng handed a stupid chicken to Mu Yan expressionlessly, and said lightly, "I don't know."

He couldn't feel the slightest energy fluctuation from this little yellow chicken.

This is what Mu Yan expected.

After all, even Emperor Li and Xiaoshi failed to detect the origin and characteristics of the little yellow chicken.

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

Mu Yan smiled slightly: "Huanghuang comes from Wudi Palace."