"Ding Ding, Dangdang,” ... "There was a crispy sound of 70 eight.
Everyone looked outside, Yue Kaili and Ye Xiaoqi also stopped.
I saw a hemp bag rolling across the ground like a wave, moving very fast.
"Hiss!" The hemp cloth bag hit a piece of gravel and was cut open by a sharp corner. A wine jar rolled out, and then several more spiritual stones rolled out.
The hemp bag did not stop, but continued to roll forward.
Everyone looked at the linen bag with dull eyes. It took a while before they finally realized, "It's him. He stole our things." After saying that, he ignored Ye Xiaoqi and rushed forward.
Others followed closely behind, surrounding the magical sack.
"Hey, what is this?" A childish voice sounded from behind. Turning around, I saw a little girl in a floral cotton-padded jacket holding half of a fat roasted hare.
, while nibbling, tilting his head and curiously picking at the hemp bag that was rolling forward, it was Ling Lao.
"Lingma!" Everyone quickly saluted.
"Grandma Ling, it...it stole all our spiritual stones." Ye Xiaoqi was carefree by nature and was not as afraid of Grandma Ling as others, she said with tears in her eyes.
"Oh, is there such a thing? This is the first time I've seen a pocket that can steal things." Grandma Ling became interested as soon as she heard it. She took a piece of wood and knelt down to fiddle with it.
"Chirp..." An impatient bird chirped from inside the sack. When the sack was lifted, a little yellow chicken covered in bright yellow fluff appeared in front of him with a lively look. He held his head high and raised his eyebrows.
He stared at Grandma Ling in displeasure.
Everyone was stunned. Isn’t this the pet chicken raised by Ling Chuxi?
The truth of the matter came to light. It turned out that everything was stolen by this little guy.
Ling Chuxi stood there with an embarrassed look on her face. It was hard to guard against thieves day and night. It was hard to guard against domestic thieves. It looked like her reputation would be ruined in the hands of this little yellow chicken.
"What a cute little chicken!" Ling's eyes lit up, and she stretched out her hand to catch the little yellow chicken.
"Be careful!" Others didn't know how powerful this little yellow chicken was, but Ling Chuxi knew it and exclaimed.
Before he finished speaking, an angry cry was heard, and the angry chicken performed again. The little yellow chicken shrank its neck like a taut slingshot, kicked its legs, and hit Grandma Ling like a meteor.
The speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to catch it with the naked eye, leaving only a yellow afterimage in the air. Because the speed was so fast, the afterimage even brought out a comet-like tail flame.
Everyone secretly took a breath. No one thought that this little yellow chicken could be so fast. Even though it was only the size of a fist, with its speed alone, it would definitely not be light if it hit someone.
Ling Lao was also startled, but her strength was far beyond that of Shi Chenhua. She stretched out her hand and grabbed the little yellow chicken in her hand.
"Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp!" Holding it in Grandma Ling's hand, the little yellow chicken chirped angrily.
Ling Chuxi's five-color spirit stone was not in vain, she actually learned the second pronunciation so quickly, but unfortunately, Ling Chuxi still couldn't understand what it was calling.
"What an amazing little chicken. It's so fast. Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you. This is for you to eat." Ling Lao stroked the little yellow chicken with great interest and handed over the roasted hare.