Thrilling Dragon Knight

Witt knocked Moya on the head, and cursed bitterly: "You should be beaten, you don't have any eyesight!"

"Ah?" Moya looked at him in confusion, not knowing why.

Werther sighed, at this moment he really wanted to throw him out by the collar as Xiaofeng did just now.

"Okay, okay, don't make a fuss. Moya, please calm down a little bit." Allens smoothed things over again.

As soon as he heard what Aarons said, Moya immediately walked over like a dog, and said pitifully: "Airens, both of them want to beat me, you see I have paid so much The price, so just tell me about you and Xiaofeng."

"Boom", this is the sound of mocking wind beating the table.It turned out that he knew that I wanted to beat him, and it turned out that he didn't know anything, but he still wanted to pretend to be pitiful!

It is tolerable and unbearable.

As a result, Allens looked at the aggressive mocking wind, and Werther, whose face was sinking like water, actually agreed to him, probably because he wanted to calm down this inexplicable farce, "Sit down, I Tell you what I can figure out."

"Okay!" Moya ran to the corner to move a few unused chairs, and arranged them around the table.

Seeing this, Xiaofeng sighed, this kid really thinks he is listening to books... But now is not the time to continue to deal with him, there is such a good opportunity to know what Alans thinks about him, it would be a fool to let it go !

Soon, at a table, three pairs of eyes were staring at Alans intently, waiting to hear his private affairs. Alans was a little dizzy for a while, but he didn't expect that he would even join in the fun !

Arranging his thoughts, Allens spoke slowly after deliberation.

"When the mocking wind first came out of its shell, it was only a little big." Alans said and compared the size, "He was very noisy after he came out of his shell, and he said that the spell I set was not good, and he hated it. His hair was dirty, and he kept yelling for something to eat. I was thinking at the time, can I feed such a little thing..."

"Wait!" Xiao Feng interrupted him, "I remember you set the spell of my incubator to... Then what, you won't be like me from then on, right?"

"What?" Moya stretched his neck and asked, but was immediately pushed back by Werther, "Is there even a need to ask, don't tell me you can't guess it!"

Moya clutched his head aggrievedly, muttered for a while, and soon became cheerful again, eagerly looking at Aarons with the same expression as mocking wind, expecting his answer.

"Uh..." Allens weighed it for a long time, but decided to tell the truth, "No, I really just set it up casually, and I don't think anyone would have any other thoughts about an egg. "

"Tch, it's not romantic at all." Moya was disappointed when he heard that.

"Who says it's not romantic." Werther answered, and explained calmly: "A random sentence at the beginning turned out to be true, and the unintentional became intentional. Isn't this just like the true god arranged in advance!"

Seeing that the mocking wind didn't mean any displeasure, Allens smiled immediately, feeling a little embarrassed, "It's not impossible if we have to explain it like Witt."

But the thought in Xiaofeng's mind was, since it was arranged by the true god, shouldn't he, the new generation of true god, arrange more things... Well, it sounds pretty good.

Several people talked for a while.Mo Yafei wanted to ask Alans when he was tempted by the mocking wind, but Alans didn't even know this question, so how could he answer him?Really annoyed by the question, Alans simply said a time to perfunctory, but unexpectedly, Moya's problem of good and bad brains relapsed again, so he took out Alans's before and after that time. Many small actions and words to refute his statement.

When asked later, Alans even had the urge to gag his mouth with a cloth ball, but Xiao Feng, who couldn't stand it anymore, threw a spell at Moya, directly silencing him.

Moya, who couldn't speak, sat on the edge of the bed pitifully with his legs crossed, staring at the culprit and the helpless accomplice over and over again, but obviously the effect was not great.

After a while, Werther began to feel a little impatient, and suggested to the two people: "How about...as long as Moya promises not to make any more noise, let's let him go for a while?"

"No." The mocking wind sternly refused, while Allens was drinking water intently, as if he didn't hear anything.

But Werther knew that no matter how pure the two looked on the surface, one only had to look under the table to see that their two paws were almost glued together!I'm so old, I don't know what fun it is to play with fingers!

Werther, who has always had no desires, suddenly missed Ida who was in the Duke's mansion at the moment, and didn't know how he was doing now, and whether the group of pedantic elders made things difficult for him.Alas, poor Ida couldn't tell herself when she was so angry.

After sitting for a while, the three people at the table spoke a few words from time to time, making Moya's eyes red with anxiety, and he was on the verge of erupting.

Allens patted Xiaofeng's hand, and gestured to Moya again.His original intention was to intercede for Moya, and he knew how devastated it was for Moya to be unable to speak.

"It's okay, if he makes trouble again, I'll just let him not even move." Xiaofeng said relievedly for him.

One sentence pushed Moya into despair in an instant. Before he could put on his shoes, he ran over angrily, snatched the drinking cup from Alans, dipped his fingers in water and wrote four large characters on the table: I want to go home .

Every sentence weeps blood, every word punishes the heart.

What Xiaofeng was thinking at this moment was that you can actually speak up if you are impatient with life!

Werther sighed again, this silly boy...

And Allens's focus was a little crooked, he was thinking, it's over, the water can't be drunk...

Moya was still pouting his lips to play pitiful, and Allens patted him on the shoulder helplessly, and said casually: "Speaking of which, I'm a little homesick too."

Xiao Feng's eyes lit up, "Airens, do you want to go back too?"

"Yeah." Alans replied, "Didn't I agree to take you to the place where I lived before?"

"Okay!" Xiao Feng slapped his thigh and stood up, which surprised Mo Ya by the way.

"Then let's go home now." Xiaofeng said.

What?Before Allens and the others understood what he meant, they suddenly felt a vibration in the hull, and then there were noisy voices from outside the cabin. Many people were arguing, and the trend was getting worse.

"It's the boatmen who are making noise. What happened outside?" Witt said, and got up first to check.

Alans gave Xiaofeng a puzzled look, but Xiaofeng was about to surprise him, but he blinked mysteriously at him, and then pulled him to catch up with Werther.

Well, anyway, you will know when you go out and look, Alans thought.

As a result, he was shocked when he went out.The deck of the Xiangyun ship was full of unbelievable people. Xiwen came out earlier than them, and was also in the crowd at this time.

I saw that the Jieshen Building in Lancasli, which pierced into the sky, stood right in front of me, occupying most of the sight line, so close that even the moss that had grown over time on the wall bricks could be clearly seen.The flowing clouds are like tangible wind, meandering and flowing under the feet.

"This this……"

Xiaofeng thoughtfully helped him finish the sentence: "I did this."

"Teleport..."

"No, there is no teleportation scroll, no teleportation circle."

Upon hearing this answer, Allens opened his mouth again and was speechless, and Werther and Moya beside them also became stakes.

"Hey, it's great that you're back so soon! You, you and you, how are you doing, why don't you put the boat down!" Suddenly a shrill female voice came from the bottom of the boat.After hearing this man's words, several guards at the gate of the city who were stunned by the sudden appearance of the big ship came back to their senses and moved hastily.

But what this man said made Moya on the boat startled, he jumped up instantly, but he couldn't say anything, so he could only scratch his head and run to Xiaofeng to gesture.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

"Uh, uh, uh, uh-"

Xiaofeng took the opportunity to glance at Aarons, and saw that the other party frowned slightly, but it was not because of Moya.I don't know what made Alans react like this, and Moya seemed to be trampled on his tail. Xiaofeng simply lifted the "Silencing Art" on Moya and let him be the commentator.

"Oh, what a tragedy!" Moya shouted in despair as soon as he got his freedom, "Why did you forget about her? I wouldn't have come back if I knew it!"

"Who can actually cure you?" Xiaofeng asked leisurely.

"What, compared to her, I'm just a pure white lotus, okay? When you see her, you'll know what the Great Demon King is!"

The exaggerated words made Xiaofeng raise his eyebrows in disbelief.

"Believe it or not, anyway, you have to know that if you want to be with Aarons, there are only two questions left before you." Moya put his hands on Xiaofeng's shoulders, and said very seriously Said: "How to get my teacher to agree, and how to get rid of that old woman of my aunt."

"Auntie? Aren't you an orphan?" The mocking wind raised his eyebrows.

"Auntie is auntie!" Moya was so anxious that he almost wished he could find a crack to hide himself, but he was still in the mood to make fun of Xiao Feng, "You are amazing after I told you, I will Can’t you have an aunt?—Oh, is this the time to talk about these shitty things, how to solve her is what matters!”

"Okay, Moya, stop making trouble." Hearing the voice, Xiwen came over and explained to Xiaofeng: "Moya is actually talking about my aunt, my father's sister. Because Moya and the others are talking about me We grew up together, we love each other as siblings, so we all call her 'aunt'."

Moya was very unconvinced: "Hmph, the longer the mocking wind is, the less cute it is. It was so fun when the whole body was furry, although the temper is a bit stinky."

Xiaofeng suddenly felt his fist itchy, and was about to hit him on the head, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of Alans's expression of approval, and he didn't know whether he agreed with "furry" or "smelly temper".

... Didn't I just say that it's not time to talk about shit, why are you talking again?

The author has something to say: What kind of person with Moya's temperament can restrain him? _(:з"∠)_ Do you have any suggestions? T﹏T