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Xiaobai: "Master, what's going on?" ”

Lu Yan: "You're not injured?" ”

Xiaobai: "No? ”

Lu Yan: "What's wrong with the blood on your body?"

Xiaobai: "It's chicken blood." ”

Lu Yan: "You are so miserable, why?" ”

Xiaobai: "Chicken blood spilled all over me, it's disgusting." ”

Lu Yan: "........."

Xiaobai: "Master, I just screamed, you came, I'm so far away, how can you be fast?" What about the master's husband? ”

Lu Yan angrily swiped Xiaobai's foot, and as soon as her mind moved, a man and a beast came out.

Seeing that Yang Zhuo was anxiously looking around, he rushed up doggedly, took the initiative to hold Yang Zhuo's arm, and admitted his mistake before he spoke:

"Next time, I promise not to leave you half a step."

Lu Yan knew Yang Zhuo's bottom limit, and she was in a hurry just now, so she couldn't take care of anything.

Yang Zhuo's words of reproach finally turned into a light sigh.

Lu Yan smacked Xiaobai a few times at an angle that Yang Zhuo couldn't see. Then, as if remembering something:

"Xiaobai, where's my chicken?"

When a certain woman thinks of the aura here, the chicken and chicken she raises must be delicious, and her saliva is about to flow out.

"Ran away."

A certain beast is weak.

"You're not going to be eaten alone, are you?"

Seeing his daughter-in-law's strength in protecting food, he didn't take into account that they had gone deep into the valley and were in danger, Yang Zhuo shook his head helplessly, and said:

"Daughter-in-law, the demon beast was not lightly injured, and it didn't go far. Daughter-in-law hungry? ”

As if in response to Yang Zhuo's words, Lu Yan's stomach rumbled a few times.

"Hungry. Nerd, let's catch chickens. ”

Then the two left under Xiaobai's disgusted gaze.

It didn't take long for Xiaobai to hear the master's voice:

"I'll come, I'll come, don't rob me."

Someone who wants to show off his majesty, a row of black lines on his forehead. Why is the style of painting so inconsistent?

Lu Yan didn't care about the painting style at this time, and saw a giant chicken covered in blood, pecking at the centipede that Lu Yan had taken a fancy to before.

Lu Yan: "Good chicken, don't get killed, don't get killed!" Stunned and let my sister pick up the ready-made. Your wound is really fatal, and it won't last long. ”

When the injured giant chicken heard Lu Yan's words, he was so angry that the chicken pecked tightly and closed tightly, and the poor centipede fainted directly.

Lu Yan was overjoyed in her heart, staring at the centipede under the chicken's mouth, her eyes burning.

A certain proud chicken got goosebumps when he saw it, uh, as if it was chicken skin in the first place, and then he realized that this ant-like human dared to look at him like this. So a certain chicken was angry and flew this ant-like human directly with its wings.

If Lu Yan knew what this chicken thought, she would definitely shoot the other party to death, should she be so self-righteous. Even if I do want to eat chicken right now.

When Lu Yan moved the other party's wings, she also moved.

What about people? A chicken has no target in his sight, and is wondering, suddenly, a soft drink suddenly sounds, startling a chicken, and its mouth opens out of inertia.

Now is the time! Lu Yan immediately put the unconscious centipede into the space.

When a certain chicken found out, the food on his mouth was gone, and he was so angry that he screamed. With its cry, Lu Yan felt an endless coercion of divine consciousness, and a tingling pain came from the sea of consciousness.

Not good! It's a Divine Attack!

Although Lu Yan's divine sense was higher than that of cultivation, he was so vulnerable in front of this sixth-order chicken.

Yang Zhuo's fists tightened and tightened, and he was about to make a move, when his daughter-in-law came over with a look:

They're mine.

Someone immediately stopped.