"Cry" fell back to the ground, the winged bird turned its head, and cried happily at the dragon Ziyue on its back, and the purple wings kept flapping, bringing the sound of whirring wind.

Looking at the soft light in the eyes of the winged bird, Long Ziyue breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and gently stroked the soft feathers of the winged bird, the winged bird closed its eyes, and rubbed Long Ziyue's palm affectionately, and the ice blue wings emitted dazzling light in the sun.

When the "master" was intimate with Long Ziyue and the Winged Bird, the Silver Tiger and Treading Snow had already arrived from the side, Long Ziyue glanced at the two of them, and fell down from the Winged Bird's back.

"The winged bird has surrendered, we can go" Looking at the two of them with beautiful eyes, Long Ziyue said with a smile.

Hearing this, Treading Snow's cold eyes revealed a sense of surprise, walking to the Winged Bird's side, Treading Snow raised his eyes and swept over the Winged Bird, hesitated for a moment, and reached out to carefully stroke the Winged Bird's feathers.

The winged bird turned his head, glanced at the person beside him with narrow phoenix eyes, and lazily withdrew his gaze, since he is a friend of the master, let you touch it.

Seeing that the winged bird did not resist, he was happy to step on the snow, and his always cold face raised a shallow smile, like a rose that suddenly bloomed, beautiful and moving.

Attracted by the rare smile of Treading Snow, the corners of the silver tiger's mouth were raised, and the amber eyes crossed a different color, and this cold and arrogant woman smiled beautifully.

After stroking the winged bird a few times, he withdrew his hand from the snow, looked at the winged bird with some reluctance, and walked back to Long Ziyue's side.

Amused by the look of the little daughter who was rare to step on the snow, Long Ziyue chuckled, walked to the side of the winged bird, and touched the soft feathers of the other party, "In the future, your name is Xiaoyi, how about it?" ”

The winged bird cried lightly and nodded at Long Ziyue.

What a spiritual bird, Long Ziyue's eyes were amazed, and her gaze at the winged bird became more and more joyful, with such a smart mount, the trip to Donghuang would be much more convenient.

"Xiao Wing, let's go, let's go to Donghuang"

The rivers and mountains are picturesque, stunning and enchanting.

In the middle of summer, it is the time when the flowers are blooming, and the capital city of Beichen is splendid.

Huadu, is the national capital of Beichen, famous all over the world for its abundant flowers, every year in July, is the season when the flowers are in full bloom, and there are countless people who come to Huadu. Every flowering season, the Beichen royal family will hold a Wanhua Festival in the flower capital to entertain guests from all over the world.

In the depths of the palace, flowers are blooming. Baili Feng leisurely lives in the flower viewing hall, drinking while enjoying the flowers. The fragrance of flowers strikes people, the wine is mellow and fragrant, and the wine is not intoxicating, and everyone is already drunk.

Slowly drank the wine in the cup, Baili Feng pulled the corners of his lips, and his bright starry eyes overflowed with satisfaction, "Wine is like a spring and fragrant, and flowers are like beauties, what do you want in life?" ”

Behind him, Lan, who was dressed in blue, stood upright, and pouted speechlessly when he heard this, Baili Feng raised his eyebrows and glanced at Lan, and a smile crossed his eyes.

Behind "Imperial Brother" Lan, Qing Ling's voice sounded softly, and then a cyan slender shadow stepped through the sea of flowers into the flower garden.

"Seventeen Imperial Sisters" Baili Feng turned her head, looked at the girl who stepped forward and spoke lightly, her narrow starry eyes drooped slightly, and the fleeting darkness under her eyes was removed.

"Today is the day of the Ten Thousand Flowers Festival, the flower capital is very lively, and most of the princes and princesses have gone out of the palace, why is the royal brother still hiding in this flower garden?" Ying Ying stepped forward, and the girl looked at Baili Feng and smiled lightly.

Baili Feng raised his starry eyes, glanced at the pretty girl, and said leisurely: "The Ten Thousand Flowers Festival is like this every year, the main hall has seen enough for twenty years, but it is the seventeenth imperial sister, who has only been watching for three years, and has lost interest?" ”