Chapter 3514: Qi Xiaohuang, you want to kill me (1)

"I suspect that the Ning family still has the blood of the stern line in this world."
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"There is no wave and no glazed glass, and the vastness of Jin Ge leaves the people ..."
"Heaven's fate, luck knot ... Welcome ..."
Slap--! !!
He fell heavily on the ground and interrupted the heavy sound that rang in his ears.
Mu Yan tried to get up from the ground, touching her head that was smashed.
Feeling uneasy, he touched his nose and stepped on the ground under his feet.
The ground is not hard bluestone, but soft like a mattress.
Fortunately this is soft and elastic.
Otherwise you won't be able to fall and you won't be able to use spiritual power.
Even if she doesn't fall to death, she will definitely lose her face.
But what exactly does this ground do?
As you approach, you can smell a peculiar aroma of food, and you can't help moving your index finger.
The little yellow chicken has been bouncing happily on it.
"Yellow."
Hearing Mu Yan's call, the little yellow chicken grunted back, raised his head, and opened his eyes and grunted.
Mom, are you called Huang Huang?
Mu Yan: "Did you hear a voice mentioning Wudi Palace just now?"
Little yellow chicken tilted her head: Is there? Seems there?
Mu Yan held it up, looking around, and asked, "Wu Gong Palace, you have no impression of this name? Did you forget where you came from?"
"Gum?" The little yellow chicken blinked with big eyes and a confused look. "Gum, Gum!"
Huanghuang is the mother's son, of course, it was born by mother and father!
Mu Yan twitched.
I really want to tell this stupid chicken that he and Emperor are humans, and no chicken can be born anyway!
But with those clear eyes, I swallowed back.
Fine! Chicken son, chicken son!
Anyway, she has raised any kind of bear child, and it is not bad for a chicken.
Mu Yan put down the little yellow chicken and allowed it to play by himself, and then began to explore the surroundings.
Obviously, this is a palace.
But the layout is very strange.
The ground is soft and strange and smells delicious.
The tables, chairs, and even the windows in the room seemed to exude a strong sweet fragrance.
Slightly!
There was a strange sound.
Mu Yan turned around and saw that the little yellow chicken actually bit off a corner of the table and was squinting and eating.
"Huanghuang, what are you eating?"
Mu Yan was taken aback.
This idiot son's heart is too big, right?
Dare to eat and drink in such a place?
Little yellow chicken: "Hey, hey !!!" Mom, this is delicious! Sweet, you eat too! !!
With that, he slammed another corner of the table with his own small wings and handed it to Mu Yan.
Mu Yan frowned to take over, looked suspiciously, and sniffed close to the nose.
A strong, sweet aroma of pastry came.
But it was different from the pastries she had eaten before.
Slightly sloppy!
The little yellow chicken ate even more, and kept screaming in his mouth, it was delicious.
Mu Yan also murmured in his stomach, couldn't help but want to taste it.
Just then, a rush of footsteps came from a distance.
Mu Yan stunned in her heart and yelled, "Huanghuang, come back!"
Before she could finish speaking, the door had been knocked open.
Several tall figures rushed in, and the head of the man grabbed the little yellow chicken, then turned and left.
"Wow ah ah ah ah ah-!!!"