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When Mu Yang finished speaking and got up and bowed to the curtain call, everyone couldn't help but applaud for Mu Yang. Aside from anything else, this storyteller was really not covered.

Mu Yang kept swinging his arms, "Thank you everyone for supporting me. I will definitely work harder in the future! Here I want to thank Luoyuegu for providing me with this stage, thank you... sorry for playing ."

"Hahaha."

Everyone burst into laughter, and even Qin Yun couldn't help laughing. He seemed to understand a little bit why Mu Yang could please the Lord Gu and the elders.

Just when everyone was in harmony, Ma Yuqi suddenly asked in a low voice: "Why are all our times different?"

Qing'er pulled her hair back to her ears and explained: "That's because in the Nine Heavens Dream Array, each of you’s illusions are independent and fictitious. Therefore, judging the flow of time is just a spiritual feeling imposed on you. That's all, the timeline in each illusion is different. Actually, it has only been three hours since you entered the illusion."

Everyone's laughter stopped, and they were stunned. It could still be like this, so that they have been worrying about whether others have passed the test long ago in the illusion. It turned out that only a long time has passed.

Several times Mu Yang wondered if he was going to be trapped in the illusion and would never be able to get out. The longer he stayed, the easier it was to think randomly.

However, Mu Yang suddenly seemed to have thought of something, looked at the sun about to set, and exclaimed: "It's broken! I almost forgot! Sister Qing'er, let's go!"

Mu Yang didn't wait for Qing'er to reply, and ran to the south while pulling her, leaving the eleven disciples looking at the rolled up dust with dumbfounded expressions, bewildered.

Ma Yuqi covered his mouth, like a kid who did something wrong, quietly asking people around him: "Did I say something wrong? Why did they run away?"

"I do not know."

"Wait, didn't Sister Qinger tell us where the hall is?"

"It seems to be, then how are we going tomorrow? If we let the elders dove out, will we get cold? Would you like to take a look tonight?"

"It's okay. Didn't Mu Yang walk around the Lunar Valley in the illusion? He must know where it is. We will just follow him tomorrow."

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Qing'er was also confused by Mu Yang, and she broke free of Mu Yang's hand, and ran along by herself: "What's wrong with you? Why are you pulling me?"

"Oh, you forgot. Last night I told the old man that I was going to cook today's dinner! I also said to make roast duck, and Ayue said that he wanted to eat eight-treasure duck, you should go and tell the old man first I’ll start dinner later and cook a pot of vegetable rice for me by the way. I’ll go to Nanshan to catch a few ducks."

Qing'er gradually stopped, watching Mu Yang Juechen leave, tilting her head and wondering: Who is A Yue?

If it hadn't been for Mu Yang to mention it, she would have forgotten what happened yesterday.

Muyang was racing against time now, even using the multi-function speakers, just hoping to make this meal as soon as possible.

Nanshan is located just south of the Luoyue Valley. There are some poultry on it, occasionally there will be disciples to feed, basically whoever wants to eat who will catch it, full of the rural feeling.

This is what Muyang only learned when he was in Fantasyland.

Brother Gou asked excitedly: "Are you going to make roast duck again!"

"Well, I'll grab a few more, let's keep some stock."

Just as Muyang rushed to the road with all his strength, he saw someone by the river taking a photo with a charm.

The man also felt that someone was approaching, so he put away the magic charm and turned his head to look over.

"Muyang! It's you!"

"Xiao Tiantian?" What Mu Yang bumped into was Shuotian who was wandering around in a bored time. After leaving the martial arts field, he has been hanging out.

For Shuotian, it means that he has not seen Muyang for most of the day, but for Muyang, it has been half a month!

"My little god! I want to kill you. Come and hold one."

However, Shuotian pushed Mu Yang away with a look of disgust, "You are a lot of dust. Your selection is over? What was the result?"

"What kind of genius am I? It's rare for me to be selected by a mere selection? Of course it is to crush other people and pass it smoothly."

Shuotian looked at Muyang up and down, his eyes full of disbelief, but that is the case with Mu positive character, Shuotian didn't go into it deeply, anyway, it has nothing to do with him, "What are you doing in such a hurry?"

"Oh, by the way, I was almost delayed by your interruption. Quickly, I'll take you to Nanshan and let's catch the ducks."

Shuotian remembered that last night he seemed to say that he was going to make roast duck to eat. Dang even buckled Mu Yang's shoulder and said, "How can Nanshan go."

"Just go all the way south."

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Mu Yang only felt dizzy for a while, shifting his shape, and he had reached the foot of Nanshan. When Shuotian let go of him, Mu Yang swayed and almost fell, "I said, do you masters like it so fast?"

"Didn't you say to hurry up?"

Mu Yang leaned on Shuotian to rest for a while before finally getting over.

When the two climbed halfway up the mountain, they saw a large pond, sparkling in the setting sun, and there were many ducks on the water, in groups of three or five. These ducks had golden and green heads, shiny eyes, and necks. There is a circle of gray and white feathers, as if every wild duck is wearing a string of pearl collars. UU reading www.uukahnshu. com

Some were leisurely floating on the water and combing their feathers, and some plunged into the water, leaving only two red-brown fins fluttering.

Mu Yang looked happy, rolled up his trousers and prepared to go into the water to grab, but Shuotian held him back.

"It's just a duck, you don't need to work so hard."

Shuotian pointed like a sword, and silver rays of light shot out, puff-puff-puff...In the blink of an eye, ten ducks were pierced through their bodies, and Shuotian waved his hand again. All the ten ducks He was sucked over and landed at Mu Yang's feet.

Mu Yang put down his trousers awkwardly, and chuckled: "Yeah, there is no need for spiritual power for nothing. Walk around, let's go back to the old man's residence."

After putting all the ducks at his feet into the storage bag, Shuotian grabbed Muyang again, and in just a few breaths, he arrived in the bamboo forest.

Mu Yang vowed that when his strength surpassed Shuotian, he must be captured too, so that he could enjoy this feeling of wind.

"You go to cook first, I will come with Seven Brothers again when the time is almost up." Shuotian only sent Mu Yang to the door and left by himself.

Mu Yang probed his forehead and ran into the yard, leaving Xue'er not here, except for the kitchen where there was some movement, and Mu Yang slipped into the kitchen directly.

"Sister Qinger, I'm back."

Qinger just covered the lid and wiped the water from her hands, "So fast."

"Ayue hasn't come here yet?"

Qing'er frowned and asked, "Are you asking...Miss?"

"Yes indeed."

"Miss made the medicine. You are also amazing. You dare to call Miss like that, but you haven't been beaten to death."

Mu Yang smiled and took the ducks out of the storage bag one by one, "Is there any boiling water? Let's deal with the ducks."