"What kind of spiritual pet is this? I've never seen it before." Ning Yue walked up to her at some point, looked at the little yellow chicken and hesitated to speak, "And I didn't feel any cultivation from it. The reason and the fluctuation of spiritual power... Could it be that the cultivation base is too high, even I can't see through it..."
The little yellow chicken spit out a bubble, tilted its head, and the dull hair on its head was up and down.
Then Gulu let out a cry, staggering his chubby little body towards Muyan's side.
As a result, his foot slipped and he fell to the ground with a plop.
When he raised his head, his big eyes were filled with tears of grievance, and he stretched out his little paws to hug him.
Ning Yue: "..."
She swallowed back the last words.
Muyan smiled and hugged the little yellow chicken, letting it lie on her shoulders, when she looked up, she saw Ning Yue's clear and lingering eyes fixed on her, she couldn't help but be taken aback.
Ning Yue said: "Sorry, I don't know why I always feel like old friends when I see the girl. Although it's the first time we meet, I always feel an inexplicable familiarity with you."
After saying this, seeing Muyan staring at her, Ning Yue suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "Am I being too abrupt? In fact, I'm not usually so familiar..."
Muyan suddenly curled her lips into a smile, "My name is Jun Muyan."
But I read it silently in my heart.
Ning Yue... Is your surname Ning
"Jun, Mu, Yan? What a good name!"
Ning Yue excitedly pulled her to sit down, "I don't know what sect you are from? What do you like to do on weekdays? Just now I saw that your sword is crystal clear, really beautiful, are you also a sword cultivator? Hehe, I am also a sword cultivator." What about sword cultivators! It should be said that more than half of our family would choose to become sword cultivators."
Muyan didn't expect that Ning Yue looked heroic, but she was actually a chatterbox.
But she really wanted to find out some news, so she asked: "The six families of Floating Island, Ye, An, Wen, Ning, Situ, Beitang... Your surname is Ning, are you a child of the Ning family? Or is it a side branch?"
Ning Yue smiled and said: "Look at me, how can I be from my family? I'm just the most inconspicuous little guy in the side branch."
Muyan was about to speak, when suddenly the ground under her feet shook violently.
"It's going to start eating!!" The corner of the mouth yelled and screamed in horror, "It's over! It's finally going to eat us."
Almost as soon as the words were finished, countless tiny tentacles stretched out from the flower wall.
There was actually a small mouth on that tentacle, which was full of sharp teeth.
Khan was caught off guard while fleeing, and was hit in the face by dozens of tentacles, and immediately let out a miserable scream.
In the blink of an eye, that face was already bloody.
Instead of panicking, Ning Yue laughed, "I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
He saw a silver soft sword drawn out from his waist, filled with spiritual power, and the soft sword straightened with a buzzing sound.
"Muyan be careful!" She stretched out her hand and pulled Muyan to the back to protect her, the software in her hand danced like a silver snake, chopping off those tentacles in the blink of an eye.
Her movements are flowing like clouds and flowing water, and she is very beautiful. During the period, she still has time to explain to Muyan: "When the ten thousand rot flowers are closed, the defense of the flower sac is extremely strong, and it is impossible to break through from the inside. But when it is about to bloom, the defense is very strong. It's going to get weak, and that's when we go out."
Muyan saw that she was able to do things with ease, so she didn't rush to help, but slowly collected the mucus in the flower sac of Wanfuhua.