He finally has a channel to vent his anger.

But Feng Bing, who was sleeping on a tree in the courtyard, was startled by his roar. He accidentally fell from the tree and almost died, and the position was just above Long Haoyue.

Long Haoyue felt a shadow falling on her head, and subconsciously reached out to catch Feng Bing, and Feng Bing was caught in his arms.

Holding Feng Bing's wings with one hand, and gently raising the other's eagle head with the other hand, Long Haoyue teased, "Little Eagle, are you throwing yourself at me?"

Feng Bing, "I vote for you, grandma. I was sleeping well, but you suddenly woke me up by screaming like a ghost, okay?"

Moreover, in Feng Bing's eyes, this Lord Dragon King is a complete snake spirit, and he doesn't want to pay attention to him at all.

So, it turned its head proudly, not looking at Long Haoyue.

Long Haoyue is so angry, does a little silver eagle dare to despise him?

I miss him, the majestic Dragon King, who always receives a warm welcome from the orcs wherever he goes.

However, when he arrived in this vast continent, his identity as Dragon King was not easy to use. It was really

In anger, Long Haoyue decided to punish this arrogant little eagle, so she carried it back to the living room and said to Feng Qiyue, "Xiao Yueyue, I have fallen in love with your little eagle.

Give it to me”

Feng Qiyue "" this madman

When Feng Bing heard this, she raised her head and glanced at Long Haoyue, not taking Long Haoyue's words seriously at all.

"Okay, okay, I want this little eagle." Long Haoyue urged when Feng Qiyue didn't say anything.

"No" Feng Qiyue refused decisively.

"Don't be so stingy, I'm just an eagle." Long Haoyue said unwillingly.

"If you say no, let go of Feng Bing quickly, or I'll make you look good," Feng Qiyue warned.

"If you want me to look good, can you beat me?" Long Haoyue felt a little embarrassed.

Without saying a word, Feng Qiyue sprinkled a handful of translucent powder towards Long Haoyue.

Long Haoyue didn't expect that Feng Qiyue would just take action without saying anything, and he fell into the trap without noticing.

As for the Feng Bing he was holding in his hand, he was prepared to hold his breath and was able to escape.

After being attacked, Long Haoyue asked Feng Qiyue in a panic, "You, what did you throw at me?"

Feng Qiyue said nothing, but silently counted the seconds in her heart. Three seconds later, Long Haoyue fell to the ground with a plop, unconscious.

Feng Bing had already escaped from Long Haoyue's hand first, and then plunged into Feng Qiyue's arms, saying aggrievedly, "Little Yue, this Dragon King is so annoying, he only knows how to bully the weak."

"Well, now I give you a chance to bully him," Feng Qiyue said.

"Really, can I take off his clothes and show him to the public?" Feng Bing asked excitedly.

Feng Qiyue’s innocent Feng Bing was led astray by someone.

"If you have the guts to bear the Dragon Emperor's revenge after he wakes up, please feel free to do so." Then, Feng Qiyue said with a serious expression.

Feng Bing thought for a while and then became timid, "Then forget it."

After that, it took a colored pen and started scribbling on Long Haoyue's face. After a while, Long Haoyue turned into a big painted face.

After finishing the painting, Feng Bing asked Feng Qiyue for credit, "Xiao Yueyue, I finished the painting."
Chapter completed!