"That's a good boy. "Song Jie, who noticed that the White Feather Millennium Falcon took the initiative to reduce its altitude, lifted the 'gravity weighting' buff on the Millennium Falcon, allowing it to land more quickly. The white-feathered millennium falcon that landed in the glade "squeak!" and then turned its head to look at Song Jie on his back.

Song Jie did not leave as quickly as the White Feather Millennium Falcon thought, but after looking around to make sure that there was no one around, he exuded a god's unique aura, and used his spiritual power to pass on his thoughts to the White Feather Millennium Falcon, "How about you mess with me in the future?"

Sensing the strong threat in Song Jie's voice, the White Feather Millennium Falcon naturally would not ignore his own life, and released obedience and kindness to the spiritual power that appeared in his mind.

The voice of the system appeared in Song Jie's ears with the submission of the White Feather Millennium Falcon, "Congratulations to the Demon King for obtaining your first mount, and from then on you can summon the mount you want in any world." (Whistle to summon mounts.) ）”

After the sound of the system ended, the White Feather Millennium Falcon let out an excited cry and looked at Song Jie behind her with her dark eyes, she could feel the thoughts of the master behind her.

Song Jie was naturally able to sense the newly excited spiritual power in his mind, "It seems that I can also pretend to be the Condor Heroes in the future." As he spoke, he gently patted the head of the white-feathered millennium falcon.

"I didn't expect to see beast tamers in the Dragon Empire. Boy, you can tell me a price, how are you going to sell this white-feathered thousand-year-old falcon?" Matthew Horner, who floated above Song Jie, looked at Song Jie condescendingly, "Originally, I thought it was just a high-level magical beast, but now it seems that I have lost my luck." An ice spear appeared in Song Jie's field of vision with his voice.

Song Jie looked at Matthew Horner in the air with interest, "Yohe, it seems that Your Highness Matthew is preparing to threaten me?" It's a pity, I will never sell this white-feathered thousand-year-old falcon to anyone!" As he spoke, he gently patted the head of the white-feathered thousand-year-old falcon.

"Squeak!" The white-feathered Millennium Falcon, who knew Matthew Horner's intentions through his spiritual power, glared at Matthew Horner angrily and flapped his wings slightly, looking like it could rise into the air at any time and attack Matthew.

"Your Highness Matthew, should you think about the consequences of this matter now, I don't think that you, the third prince of the Weixi Republic, now have the strength to compete with me and my mount. ”

"You're good. Matthew Horner looked at Song Jie's gaze cold, and bowed slightly to Song Jie, "It was indeed me who was impulsive just now." After all, this is a white-feathered millennium falcon that may advance to the fifth order at any time, I will apologize for my rude behavior just now, how should I call you?"

Song Jie also showed a formulaic smile on his face, "I am the Earl of the Dragon Teng Empire, Song Jie." Since His Royal Highness Matthew is only happy to see Hunting, there is no need to come to the door to apologize, as long as His Royal Highness Matthew doesn't have to deal with my little earl. ”

"I still have to find a way to get more prey, and I hope His Royal Highness Matthew can have good results. Song Jie patted the head of the White Feather Millennium Falcon again, and the knowing White Feather Millennium Falcon immediately flew away from Matthew's place with Song Jie to find his prey.

"How dare a little earl be so arrogant!When the plan is complete, I'll see if you can still be so arrogant!" Matthew Horner muttered and turned his attention to the hunt again, as if everything that had just happened was a trivial episode.

Song Jie on the other side sighed helplessly, "First a noble child, and then a third prince, I am really drunk." Song Jie, who was depressed for a while, adjusted his mentality, "Whatever, hunting is the most important thing at the moment, and I still want to make a request to Your Majesty!"

As the sun moved, the time for the end of the hunt gradually came, and the young people who participated in the hunt returned to the king's tent with their heads down. Charlemagne, who had been drinking and chatting with the ministers and generals, also noticed this group of dejected young people, and couldn't help laughing, "What's wrong with all of them, isn't there even a magical beast in today's royal hunting ground?"

"That's not it, it's just that all the first-order demonic beasts I found today are second-order demonic beasts, and there are not many second-order demonic beasts. Our group of people together probably didn't have as many points as that Vicie Dog. The red-haired teenager, the strongest of the young people, gave the reason for the frustration.

"Alexander, your second son is not bad, at least he doesn't have stage fright when he talks to me. Charlemagne first said to the Marquis Alexander, and then looked at the group of young people, "No matter what the harvest is, you have at least worked hard, and now I will show you what you have gained today." ”

"As you wish. The young man saluted Charlie and took out a small bag from his waist and poured all the magic crystals in it in a neat pile in a tray with his name engraved on it. Each person's pile of magic crystals was composed of various colored first-order magic crystals the size of peanuts, and only a few lucky people had one or two second-order magic crystals that were one or two circles larger than peanuts.

Charlemagne, who was sitting in the seat, also frowned slightly: "Is this year's royal hunting ground really so bad?

The middle-aged envoy, who had been ignored by everyone, angrily brushed a wave of presence, "Your Majesty Charlie, this should not be a problem with the Royal Hunting Ground, the third prince of my family will prove to you that the demonic beasts in the Royal Hunting Ground are no different from the past." ”

As he spoke, Matthew Horner, who was a little disheveled in his mage robes, walked into the camp with a blank face, first saluting Charlemagne respectfully, and then pouring his harvest into the tray. A red third-order magic crystal, a dozen second-order magic crystals, and several first-order magic crystals appeared in front of everyone.

Although the quality is far superior to the harvest of others, the quantity does not have any advantage at all. The middle-aged envoy who had just angrily brushed a wave of presence, his face instantly turned dark, "This... This. ”

"It seems that this year's Royal Hunting Ground is indeed not very good, and there is only this little bit of Warcraft. "Charlemagne can't let the middle-aged envoy be embarrassed like this" In that case, let's calculate everyone's points and see who is the lucky one with the first points. ”

Victor didn't care about etiquette at this time, and hurriedly spoke, "Father, Count Song Jie hasn't come back yet! Let's wait for him to come back and start counting the number of magic crystals." ”

"Yes, there are still Imperial Saviors who haven't returned. A smile appeared on Charlemagne's face, "Then let's wait a little longer." ”