Yere's heart was furious from Feng Luolun's direct gaze, and he stammered, "What are you looking at me for? I'm not a mother-in-law!"

"I see!"

Feng Luolun didn't answer the question, and let out a long breath. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Lin Mo asked curiously, "What do you understand?"

He wasn't disturbed by Yelle's interruption, but he didn't expect Feng Luolun to have an epiphany.

"This guy is my responsibility! Let's start with you! Yesley, I'll be responsible for you!"

Feng Luolun smiled inexplicably.

"What? I can't understand a word of what you say, Feng Luolun, what are you responsible for me? Tell you, I only like mothers-in-law, mothers-in-law with big butts and big breasts, and I have no interest in men. ”

Yeret suddenly thought of the rumor of an evil hobby among the nobles, and his calves immediately trembled involuntarily.

Damn!Feng Luolun, this kid shouldn't have the same fetish, right?!

If that's the case, I'm afraid I won't even have to be a friend!

Look at this little white face, with fine skin and tender flesh, is it a woman dressed as a man? No, no, no! It's not that they haven't been in the bathhouse together, men have what they should have, and they don't have what they shouldn't, what is going on?

The young hunter also began to get confused.

"You!"

Feng Luolun was choked by Yere's words for a while, and then said angrily: "I don't like men either, don't look at me with such disgusting thoughts, hum! I can't say it now, but you will understand in the future." ”

It's disgusting that this bastard thinks he likes men.

But the mother-in-law with a big ass and big breasts, he doesn't like it either.

The aesthetics of the common people are really worrying and must be corrected.

"Understand? You have to make it clear! Otherwise, I'm in a hurry with you, see, a big fist in a sand bowl can make your head bloom at once!"

Yerretta's brain is not as complex as that of Feng Luoren. But he is not stupid, otherwise he would not be able to become an excellent empty knight seedling, he mustered up his courage and waved his fist viciously.

Well, a fist the size of a sand bowl (only the size of a rice bowl in the sky).

"From today onwards, I will teach you everything about the nobility, knowledge, morality and etiquette, teach you to distinguish between good and evil, and be responsible to your friends and family, understand?

Feng Luolun felt that it was his duty to teach this comrade-in-arms and friend. Just as Maureen said.

Bang!~

It was inexplicably dark in front of him, and the aristocratic boy let out a miserable scream, and sat down on his back and fell to the ground.

"Hmph, don't think you're a nobleman, I won't dare to beat you!"

Yeree blew his fist proudly, and hit the other party's Yin Tang right in the face, which was still the result of keeping his hand, if it wasn't for a friend, he would have smashed it on the bridge of his nose a long time ago.

The straight character of the man in the north was completely revealed in him, and he hooked his shoulders and called him a brother a second ago. In the next second, he can pull out his fist and beat the flesh and blood.

Joy, anger and sorrow are directly placed on the surface, never hidden, but there is no double-faced and conspiracy.

"Yerrey. You hit me! How dare you hit me!"

Where did Feng Luolun suffer such a big loss, and he didn't care what responsibilities and abilities he had, he left them all behind, and turned over with a scream. Knock them down.

On this side is a left hook, a right hook, and a combination.

On that side is the left king eight fists. The right king eight punches, the front and back king eight punches.

The two imps are in a ball of ping-pong, okay! Today's training is in vain.

Lin Mo didn't have any intention of stopping them, and let the two of them play freely, yo Xi, I didn't find out that the two of them had secretly learned so many killing tricks, monkey stealing peaches vs little white rabbit pulling radish, this live broadcast must be liked thirty-two times.

The dusty battle didn't last long, and after a while, the two of them stopped exhausted and pulled up their bellows.

Seeing the embarrassed appearance of the other party's blue nose and swollen face and tattered clothes, Yeree and Feng Luolun suddenly laughed out loud in unison, and even forgot that the dragoon general, Lord Morin, was next to him.

"I can teach you, vulgar civilian!" Feng Luolun clenched his fists, still refusing to give up, and waved it vigorously, and then said, "Use a fist the size of a sand bowl!"

"Hmph! Who is afraid of whom! Don't think that being born in a noble family is great! The nobles are all a bunch of dead wood heads, just enough to chop them down and kick them for me!"

Yeree gasped and said on the spot what he had not dared to say before.

The aristocracy despised the stupidity, ignorance, and meanness of the commoners, and the plebeian class also despised the hypocrisy, cunning, and arrogance of the nobles.

What Feng Luolun saw at home was just a microcosm of the entire Terran world, if it weren't for the fact that he didn't have the bad habits and stinky faults of those nobles, and was able to put down his identity and socialize with civilian friends without any guilt, Yereh wouldn't really see him as a friend.

"Looks like you two have a lot of energy!"

A burst of applause came, and Lin Mo's voice reached the ears of the two.

Forgetting that Lord Morin was beside him, Yeree and Feng Luolun glanced at each other, their faces immediately became ugly, and they quickly stood up, patted the dust and dirt on their bodies, and stood up with their heads held high.

"Lord Morin!

The two spoke in unison.

Whether it is the "Shenglong" legion or the dragon knight training base, they are repeatedly emphasizing a truth that "if there is a mistake, you must admit it, and if you are beaten, you must stand upright", this chaotic fight is naturally wrong, not to mention in front of the dragon rider Lord Morin.

As soon as they thought of this, the hearts of the two young air knights were immediately like fifteen wooden barrels of water, seven up and eight down. Lord Morin should not be angry, and plans to kick them back to the "Shenglong" legion and replace them to receive guidance.

No, no, that would never be allowed to happen, and since they had piloted the jets, the two had felt a lot of constraints on the original propeller fighter.

Feng Luolun glanced at Yeree out of the corner of his eye, and said firmly, "Lord Morin, it's my fault!"

He is a nobleman and should take full responsibility, and it is better for one person to be kicked back than to be kicked back for both.

"It's all my fault, I'll do it first!

Yere also said the same, ignoring the anxious eyes of Feng Luolun beside him, with the same idea as him.

"Oh, since Feng Luo Lun said that he was wrong, and Yeree also said that he was wrong, then well, both of you are at fault, and you must be punished. ”

Lin Mo smiled faintly, causing the faces of the two young people to turn snow-white, this is miserable, do you want the rhythm of the whole army to be wiped out?!

But at this time, it was useless to say more, Yeree and Feng Luolun gritted their teeth, filled with remorse, but did not say anything more.

"Even so, let's run laps!"

Lin Mo stretched out a finger and pointed in the direction of the industrial zone.

The two embarrassed-looking young air knights glanced at each other, but they didn't expect that the punishment was actually this, which was completely different from what they imagined.

"That's right, run a lap! But you'll have to wear heavy armor!"

The dragoon will laugh louder and louder, training the three treasures, running, standing in line and practicing drills.

These two over-energetic boys still have a lot of potential to tap, and if they don't squeeze them clean, how can they be worthy of the personal training of a dragon rider.

The faces of the two of them who looked a little better, their expressions fell again.

Is this to kill their rhythm?

- (To be continued.) )