"So......" Tong Yansong opened the little yellow chicken and understood what was going on.

She looked at it for a while speechless. "You don't remember how you made a contract with me?"

"Ye te, how do you know?" the little yellow chicken raised his little head and looked loveless.

Tong Yan reluctantly pressed the temple. The little yellow chicken looked like death and said, "OK, now you know. Come on, what do you want me to do? Kill and set fire? Burn, kill and plunder? Hum, anyway, you humans only have this mind."

"How?"

"Ha?"

The little yellow chicken stared with an incredible look, "what did you... Just say?"

"Since it can be concluded, it can be dissolved naturally. So, how can it be dissolved?"

Tong Yan asked calmly on his face. Now it's the little yellow chicken's turn to be afraid. "I said, don't you want to terminate the contract because you look like me now? I'll go. Don't look at me like this. If you hadn't fought with that guy for a hundred years, you wouldn't have been attacked secretly."

"I think I was also a handsome, handsome, romantic, loved by everyone and blooming with flowers!"

"Oh, so... How to lift it."

"You son of a bitch, did you hear what I just said?" the little yellow chicken pressed her head. This girl really didn't play cards according to the routine.

It's very powerful. It's just a little missing now, but when it recovers, it will definitely shock the four sides.

Tong Yan sighed and looked at the little yellow chicken, "I don't even guarantee my own safety. I really don't have spare time to estimate you. You should have a way to relieve it? It's good to have your life in your own hands. If it's in the hands of others, it will be difficult to sleep and eat?"

The little yellow chicken was dumb for a while. I didn't expect that she would think of herself

"There are some ways, but..." Tong Yan's open-minded, let the little yellow chicken feel sorry for a while, "I'm afraid you can't bear it. After all, you have to pull out your soul in a short time. Just like you now..."

"I feel like you're going to hang up in the process of being pulled away."

Tong Yan was speechless for a while. He didn't have no way, but the little guy thought she was more likely to die in the process of bearing, so he hid it.

"I try my best to improve myself." Tong Yan pressed his head with a headache. "However, it's difficult to guarantee for the time being. After all, I'm being stared at now. Can you see what the cultivation of King Wen is?"

"Cut, how powerful he can be, it's just the third level of martial arts." the little yellow chicken disdained to shake his head. "When I recover, a finger can wipe him out."

"When you get up, I'm afraid there's no residue left."

Tong Yan smiled helplessly, and the little yellow chicken immediately looked sad, "ah, yes. You are only in the third level of martial arts now. There are nine stages from martial arts promotion to martial arts division. My God, it's ten stages short. Dead. Dead. Really dead this time."

"I didn't say you were brave. What are you doing? Look at this?"

For this, Tong Yan is particularly serious. Her eyes are slightly cold, "different."

The little yellow chicken stared at Tong Yan, who was very serious. He didn't say anything for a moment, but looked sad.

The first night was very restless. After all, long Wenyi lost all his face and left, so he naturally hates Tong Yan at the bottom of his heart.

For a time, the small courtyard was surrounded by people in black. Those people were holding a sharp sword in their hands and quietly approaching Tong Yan

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