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Chapter 92 Don’t, don’t, don’t… stop…

 After flapping its small wings in the air twice, the little gray chicken really stabilized its figure. Looking left and right, there was no bright moon in sight, and finally landed on Lian Yifei's head, raising its little neck, like a fight.

Like a victorious rooster.

At this time, those evil cultivators had been burned to death by the fire, and Qin Yanqing stepped forward, picked up the sword and went to touch them.

"Little Gray Chicken, did you set this...this fire?"

Lian Yifei swallowed his saliva, he would probably be injured if he entered the flames. This chicken that was almost eaten by Junior Sister Yue... is so powerful?

The little gray chicken nodded, opened its mouth and breathed in, wanting to do it again.

"Don't, don't, don't...stop..."

Although he couldn't see the little gray chicken, Lian Yifei could feel the little gray chicken's movements and was so frightened that he quickly spoke to stop him.

But before he finished speaking, he saw a puff of black smoke blowing out from above his head, and then nothing more happened.

No need to think about it, this puff of smoke was spit out by the little gray chicken.

The little gray chicken tilted his head and blinked, as if he was also curious about why he couldn't spray.

But even if he tried to break the chicken head, he still didn’t understand. He could only sit on Lian Yifei’s head in frustration, and the little gray chicken shut himself up.

Lian Yifei breathed a sigh of relief, as his hair was saved.

"What...what did you do here?"

When Yue Jiaojiao came back with the beaten evil cultivator boss, he saw that the originally lush and green lawn beside the river was gone. Instead, the ground was pitch black, with several burnt people on it.

It's pitch black, with occasional red sparks... charcoal?

"Where are those evil cultivators? Have you been beaten away?"

Looking around, except for those Qin Yanqing who made last cuts, where are the others?

Lian Yifei scratched his neck and his head was stiff, fearing that the little gray chicken would set another fire on his head, and raised his hand to point to the "charcoal" on the ground:

"These are the evil cultivators who were burned to death."

"Hey, Senior Brother Lian, you didn't notice it, you are so angry!"

Yue Jiaojiao was full of surprise. Among the three of them, only Lian Yifei had a fire-attribute spiritual root. Naturally, his first reaction was that he set the fire.

"No, no, I didn't set this fire."

Lian Yifei quickly waved his hands, then took the little gray chicken off his head with both hands, and carefully handed it to Yue Jiaojiao:

"It was your chicken that did it."

The little gray chicken looked up and saw the bright moon, and was very happy, fluttering its wings:

"Mother!"

Yue Jiao Jiao's eyes were glazed over.

Wait a minute, didn’t you have any auditory hallucinations just now? The little gray chicken...can talk?

Ordinary monsters, even if they have reached the stage of spiritual transformation, cannot speak human words. The little gray chicken learned to speak within a few months of breaking out of its shell...

Yue Jiaojiao could only sigh:

It is indeed a mythical beast.

The bright moon allowed the little gray chicken to flap its wings and stand on her shoulders, leaving the evil cultivator's boss still on the ground with more air coming out and less air coming in, and then looked at Lian Yifei again:

"Tell me what happened."

"I'll come, I'll come!"

Qin Yanqing, who had finished repairing the sword, trotted back, and then used her body language to vividly describe how they fought with the evil cultivators, how they couldn't defeat them, and how they were saved by the little gray chicken.
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After listening to the whole process, Yue Jiaojiao just nodded and said nothing more. As for how the little gray chicken could kill so many golden elixirs in one breath, he should wait until he returns to the sect and ask his master.

The most important thing now is...

Yue Jiaojiao looked at the beaten evil cultivator boss who looked inhuman on the ground:

"Tell me, why do you want to kill us, and what does the one hundred thousand mean."


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