Feng Buye then removed the shackles that imprisoned the black chick. The freed monster still couldn't believe it, so it carefully got up and jumped forward.

Without the cover of feathers, its plump body looked very funny when doing this action, and Zhuchen almost laughed out loud.

The bald chicken turned back three times with one step, and after confirming that these two people were really not going to chase him, he immediately ran for his life, raising a trail of dust behind him.

Zhuchen waved to the back of the bald chicken, remembering the other's stay before leaving, and sighed: "It couldn't bear to leave me."

Feng Buye: "..." Could it be that you didn't see its tears flying?

Zhuchen said: "I want to remember it."

Feng Buye frowned slightly.

Demons are demons, and humans are humans. What’s more, he’s not a demon cultivator, so how can he be attached to a chicken?

Zhuchen said with great foresight: "Let's see if the hair has grown when we meet it next time. If the hair grows fast, maybe we can look forward to sustainable development."

This chicken looks very edible at first glance. Currently, her family cannot afford to raise it, so she can only make ends meet by occasionally gathering chicken feathers.

Feng Buye didn't say a word, his eyes drifted towards her vaguely, with self-doubt in his eyes.
Chapter completed!