Fengjue Tianxia: Poison Doctor Seventh Miss

462. Inside the Tibetan Army Pavilion 8

Qing Yan, who finally followed behind, happened to see Feng Qingyue holding her sleeves...

Under the stupefied gaze of the painted dragon, Feng Qingyue walked up to the boots without any hindrance, raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Look how I stepped on your feet, boots!"

The little dragon on the boots looked at Feng Qingyue proudly, without even hiding, and looked at Feng Qingyue with disdain.As a result, Feng Qingyue stepped on him without checking any of them.Dazed for a moment, it turned into a golden light and attached to Feng Qingyue's shoes.

"Why, how did this happen?!" Realizing that he was actually stepped on by someone, his boots were furious, and a cloud flew up.

Then Feng Qingyue flew up under the leadership of the boots.Flying into the air under her feet, Feng Qingyue was rushed out of this isolated room by her boots. [

As soon as Qingyan came nearby, he felt a strong wind blowing around him, messing up his hair.When Qingyan looked inside again, Feng Qingyue was no longer in sight.

After breaking through a shackle, the boots were no longer under control, and traversed many places in the entire Cangbing Pavilion.In the blink of an eye, Feng Qingyue saw Lang Shaobai, Huo Wu, and Xiaofeng...

Finally, after running wildly for a long time without harming Feng Qingyue, the boots slowly landed on the ground.

"Aren't you going to fly? It's quite fun." This feeling of flying by yourself is much better than the feeling of flying with Jun Xinxin.People yearn for the sky, and being able to stand in the sky fulfills Feng Qingyue's little wish.

"..." The little dragon on the boots suddenly moved, turned into a huge phantom, and floated in front of Feng Qingyue, occupying the entire passage with majestic momentum, but it looked a bit like a snake that got into a hole in the ground. Especially embarrassing.

Sensing such inappropriateness, the phantom of the giant dragon became smaller again, becoming the same size as Feng Qingyue, staring at Feng Qingyue with golden eyes, panting heavily in his nose, blowing his beard.He and Feng Qingyue stared wide-eyed and small-eyed for a long time, Longwei burst into the air and roared in the air, but Feng Qingyue stared at it as if nothing had happened. After a long time, Jinlong finally attached himself to it unwillingly. On Feng Qingyue's boots.

"What's the situation?" Feng Qingyue took out the "General History of the Mainland", looked at the many golden dragon patterns on her boots, and was a little dazed.This is the weapon of the Cangbing Pavilion?A pair of arrogant boots?

"Dragon, that's interesting. That proud race was made into boots, and it's fate." "General History of the Mainland" said with great interest, the characteristics of humanization are becoming more and more obvious, and it is a bit relish to talk about the dragon.

"Do dragons still exist in this world?" Dragons have been a symbol of auspiciousness and dignity since ancient times.

"Although your question is not within the scope of my answer, I can tell you clearly that there is. This continent will never be as small as you imagined. It is very big." When the point is mentioned, "Continent" The voice of "General History" began to become mechanized again, merciless, no matter how Feng Qingyue threatened it, it would not work.

Is this continent big?Feng Qingyue narrowed her eyes, this world should also be wonderful.I don't know what magical places or things will be encountered in the future.This world is amazing.

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