Dan Feng did not lie, he did receive a letter from Lord Yao Qinglong Lord Tianfeng.
However, in addition to clarifying Morrigan's identity, the letter also contained hundreds of words, summarizing her character and behavior... which are difficult to describe in one sentence or even a hundred words.
Dan Feng browsed through it in his free time, feeling——
It doesn’t feel like anything, it’s just fun.
Didn't he just pick up all the tail hair of the Yaoqing Fox people, play racing with Bai Heng on the top of Tianfeng Pavilion, and make the Dragon Master angry because of "disrespecting the Dragon Lord", and walk the Dragon Master eight times while eating skewers and singing songs? , and burned half of his beard?
Very good, very energetic, not a big problem.
He quickly wrote a reply to Tianfengjun, and the main idea was summarized as follows:
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For the Vidyadhara Nagasara, the powerful Dragon Master Elder in the clan is not only a mentor, but also a constraint and balance. Most Dragon Lords will start endless battles with Dragon Masters from the moment they break out of their shells.
And Dan Feng can be said to be the leader among them. His growth experience highlights the following: "Fighting with the sky, there is endless fun; fighting with people, there is endless fun." No matter external or internal, he always strikes hard. The Vidyadharas originally had a strong body and few serious diseases, but in his generation, there was a lot of high blood pressure.
Dan Feng felt no guilt about this: "I gave Master Long a choice. They can choose to obey me, so that they won't be so angry."
Therefore, this time, facing Lord Tianfeng's earnest entrustment, his attitude did not change much.
For such a trivial matter, is it worth reminding him that "it may intensify the conflict with the Dragon Master, so don't be careless"?
Xianzhou has 365 standard days in a year, so he and Dragon Master may have to work closely for 360 days. The remaining five days are Luofu's conference and the New Year, so they have no choice but to maintain the hypocritical relationship between king and minister.
Where is the day without conflict? It’s just a fraction!
The content of the conflict is also the third chapter. One, three and five are arguing, "Dragon Master, when will our noble Dragonborn be able to give birth to children?", and two, forty and six are arguing, "Dragon Master, when will our noble Dragonborn be able to ride on the fairy boat?" People are pulling * on their heads." On the last day, he lamented, "Dragon Lord! How can you make friends with a humble short-lived species? Where does this make us, the old housekeeper, put our face! Hey, the world is declining, and the dragon's heart is not good. In ancient times, the road ahead for those who hold the light is in danger!”
Long Zun: Thank you for the invitation. I have read it. If you don’t reply, please turn off the phone if you ask again.
In such an environment, Morrigan suddenly plunged in, like a drop of boiling oil falling into boiling water. It can't be said that the guests and the host were enjoying themselves, it can only be said that they were in a state of chaos.
All of this was expected by Dan Feng. The only thing that slightly surprised him was that Morian's "disrespect to the Dragon Lord" turned out to be such a disrespectful method.
No wonder Tianfeng Jun only mentioned it in one stroke in the letter. It was really not easy to write and it was embarrassing.
He couldn't break away from the dragon's iron arm at once, so he had to draw from his own experience, hold down Morrigan's dragon horns and tear her off her body to prevent her and Bai Heng from continuing to sandwich cheese between them.
But after tearing it off, Morrigan still had no intention of maintaining social distance. Her wild vertical pupils turned again and again, looking at him up and down. Her eyes were so hot that people doubted her ability to see through them. .
...It should be impossible.
Dan Feng had a hunch for a moment that if he hadn't been wearing thick clothes and his height was high enough for her to come up and take a bite, she could taste whether the taste of Minglong was salty or light.
Just for this moment, she was staring at his pointed ears, slender neck, and graceful jawline, and she was already very excited to try it.
Dan Feng didn't mind this kind of "disrespectful" sight. He had never respected anyone, Master Tiandi Jun, and naturally he didn't need others to respect him. He was arbitrary just because he believed he was right. If he was wrong, then Master Long You can wait until he dies and then go to the next Dragon Lord to bring order to the chaos.
If they could.
However, just because the Dragon Lord doesn't mind, it doesn't mean that the Vidyadharas don't mind.
Behind Dan Feng, the expressions of Long Zun's attendants became more and more exciting. There were some who cared about Long Zun's innocence with genuine feelings, some who were ready to eat the melon with their eyes shining brightly, and some who were sent undercover by Master Long (but ended up lonely), who were single-minded. Among those who valued traditional respectability, the undercover agents were the most excited. They wished they could pounce on Long Zun and pull him away, and take his own place in his place.
"Let it go, let it go, let it go!"
One of the attendants was so angry that his face turned red, his trembling fingers almost poked Morrigan's head, and he shouted incoherently: "Even if you are a dragonborn from another planet, you can't be so rude to Lord Dragon!"
"'rude'?"
Morrigan blinked in confusion, rolled her eyes upward, and looked at Dan Feng's hand that had not yet been withdrawn from her head.
"Hey, you Vidyadharas are so surprised. He was touching my horns, and I didn't say anything, but I was rude to him. Could it be that what matters to you most is not the dragon's horns, but other places?"
Her hands were originally wrapped around Dan Feng's back, and she subconsciously reached down, passing by the tailbone in the air.
"It doesn't have a tail either. Lord Tianfeng said that the Ming Dynasty Dragon Lord's attire is grand and cumbersome, and it is inconvenient to cut a hole in the waist, so he uses magic to hide his tail, just like my wings."
"you--"
The waiter took a sharp breath, and his fingers trembled even more, "You, you, you, what are you touching! Why don't you get out of the way!"
"..."
Morrigan did not answer, but turned her sea-blue eyes to Dan Feng.
Her eyes are really blue, like a whole unexplored wild sea. There are no sails or waves of tourists. Only the aborigines of the ocean swim freely in it. There are still wild and ferocious creatures lurking in the deep sea. beast.
Dan Feng knew the lethality of this ferocious beast, and also knew that she was innocent and innocent, so he kept his expression straight and continued: "I am a guest from afar. I have something to discuss with the Engineering and Manufacturing Department during my trip. If you don't If you are in a hurry, please wait here for a while, and the Vidyadharami Association will arrange to receive the wind and wash away the dust for you."
"No, no, that's too polite."
The beast narrowed its eyes and smiled, with a sweet voice and a sincere smile:
"Looking at this, you are Luofu's 'Yin Yuejun'. I'm glad to see you. There's no need for Jie Feng. You touched mine just now. Do you want me to touch yours?"
Everyone: "?"
What nonsense can you say in broad daylight?
No, no, it is indeed an alien dragon. This wave of culture shock is really intense!
"..."
Dan Feng was startled at first, but then he noticed that her chin was raised and her eyes were looking upward, clearly staring at the majestic blue dragon horn crown on his forehead.
The Vidyadhara clan considers themselves dragon descendants, but only the Dragon Lord who inherits the "Dragon Heart" and the "Secret Technique of Dragon Transformation" can show the appearance of a dragon. Needless to say, the importance of this to the dragon horns.
But in the final analysis, to Long Zun himself, this is just a part of the body's organs.
From the perspective of being a dragon species, Dan Feng doesn't think there is anything wrong with the sentence "you touch mine, and I touch yours" (although there is indeed a problem with the textual expression). In Morian's sincere eyes, he After thinking for three seconds, he simply lowered his head towards her.
Morrigan: "Yeah!"
"…………"
The Dragon Lord attendant was speechless, his eyes almost slipped out of his sockets, and he looked like he was about to faint.
"Then I won't be polite."
Morrigan had already been gearing up to stare at the pair of horns. When she saw Dan Feng nodding, she beamed and stretched out her index finger to lightly tap the translucent emerald green horn crown.
The horns of Vidyadhara Nagazun are very different from hers. Their appearance is more like deer antlers than sheep horns, and a bit like colorful corals on the sea floor. The texture is like jade and crystal. For example, Danfeng's horns are like The best glass jadeite feels hard and cool to the touch. Upon closer inspection, you can feel that the coolness is wrapped in a little heat. It is like jade that is warmed by the body temperature after being worn close to the body. It is also like a warm current flowing silently under the ice. fingertip.
Mo Li'an touched it again and again excitedly, but still felt it was not satisfying, so she simply pressed her hands on Dan Feng's shoulders, stood up on her tiptoes, and lightly touched his crown with the dragon horn above her head.
The green and the white touch together, like rings hitting each other, and the "ding" sound spreads far.
"Huh……?"
The moment their heads touched, Morrigan was stunned unconsciously.
To describe it, there are many emotional fragments that do not belong to her rushing into her mind in an instant. Among them are pride, determination, long-lasting compassion and compassion, occasional joy and relief... and there is also a feeling of being in an abyss, walking on thin ice, and heavy. The feeling of depression and suffocation.
She couldn't figure things out for a moment, and she was a little lost in a trance: "This is..."
On the other side, Dan Feng also felt fragments of emotions that did not belong to him.
In a nutshell——
I was so happy that I almost fainted from the joy.
Although I knew she was living a happy life, I didn't expect to be so happy.
Flowers come in hundreds of varieties of red, and dragons are different from each other. That’s what it’s all about.
Dan Feng has long passed the age of self-pity and self-harm, and he will not anger other people's carefree little dragons because of his own situation. Seeing Mo Li'an lost in thought, staggering as if she was about to fall backward, he stretched out his hand to hug Mo Li'an without thinking. Holding her shoulders, the two pairs of dragon horns touched together again.
Bai Heng: "Oh..."
Jing Yuan: "Uh..."
Bai Heng was still hiding behind Dan Feng. This should have been a good opportunity for her to jump on the star tree and escape, but she was reluctant to run away and even wanted to take out her camera.
Jing Yuan was still standing on the container. This should have been a good opportunity for him to take action to catch Bai Heng, but he felt that he should not take action, otherwise he would be kicked by a donkey in his dream.
As for the Dragon Lord's attendants, those with good mental qualities are frantically posting on WeChat Moments, while those with poor mental qualities have stopped working.
The scene reached a deadlock for a moment, and no one took any further action until Ying Xing's intolerable roar echoed through the Engineering Department:
"Jingyuan!!! I asked you to bring Bai Heng back, not to go out with her!!!"
Accompanied by this roar, Master Ying Xing appeared at the door menacingly, carrying an eighty-pound hammer:
"Where are you going to find someone... huh? What are you doing???"
"...Haha, hahaha."
Jing Yuan's head, which had grown into two big ones, shrunk a circle and exploded again, "This situation is a bit complicated to explain. Brother Ying Xing, how about you mediate?"
Ying Xing: "?"
He stared at the two dragons in the center of the crowd over and over again, but he didn't understand why, so he asked straightforwardly:
"What do you want me to do? The corners on their heads are stuck together. Do you need me to cut them off with a machine?"
Jing Yuan: "?"
