The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

“I suspect that the Nings still have lineage in the world. ”

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“No waves of glass-clean, vast Jingo divorced...”

“Heaven's Fate, Fate's End... Welcome...”

Bang--!!

Your body has fallen to the ground and you have also interrupted the heavy noise that hits your ear.

Mu Yan touched his wrecked head and tried to climb out of the ground.

My heart palpitated and touched my nose and stepped on the ground under my feet.

This floor is not a hard bluestone board, it is soft as a mattress.

Fortunately, it's soft and flexible.

Otherwise, you will not be able to use your powers until you are suddenly prevented from falling.

She must have broken her face if she hadn't fallen.

Just what the hell is this ground made of?

Close enough to smell a peculiar fragrance of food, you can't help but move your index finger.

The little yellow chicken has been happily bouncing over it.

“Yellow. ”

When Muang called, the little yellow chicken grunted back, lifted her head and opened her big eyes “grunting”.

Mom, are you yellow?

Muang: “Did you hear a voice just now that mentioned the Palace of the Unsullied? ”

Little yellow chicken crooked head: Is there? I think so.

Mu Yan picked it up and looked around and asked: "No Palace, don't you remember the name at all? Have you forgotten where you came from? ”

“Mumble?” Little yellow chicken winks her big eyes, confused, “mumbles, mumbles! ”

Huang Huang is Mom's son, of course it was born by Mom and Dad!

The corner of Muay's mouth smoked.

I'd love to tell this stupid chicken that I'm a human being and that I can't have a chicken no matter what!

But I swallowed back the clear eyes.

Come on, chicken boy, chicken son!

Anyway, she's had all kinds of bear kids, and she's no better than a chicken.

Muay puts the little yellow chicken down and leaves it to play by itself, while she begins to explore the surroundings.

Obviously, it's a palace.

But it's very strange.

The ground is soft and smells delicious.

The tables, chairs, and even windows in the house all seem to be very sweet.

Boom!

A strange voice came.

Moo-yan turned his head and saw the yellow chicken actually bit one corner of the table, squinting his eyes at the joy of eating.

“Huang Huang, what are you eating? ”

Muang was frightened.

Isn't this stupid chicken boy too big for you?

How dare you eat and drink in a place like this?

Little Yellow Chicken: “Shh, shh!” Mom, this is delicious! Sweet, you too!!

Saying, push down the other corner with your little wings and hand it over to Muay.

Moo-yan frowned and looked suspiciously and smelled it in front of his nose.

A rich, sweet fragrance from the pastry.

But not like any pastry she's had before.

Boom! Boom!

The yellow chicken is even more delicious. It's so delicious to keep yelling.

I couldn't help but want to try it.

However, at this point, a rush of footsteps came from afar.

"Huang Huang, come back! ”

Before she finished, the door had been broken open.

A few tall people rushed in, and the man headed up grabbed the little yellow chicken and turned around and walked away.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa--!!! ”