Chapter 7 Long Xiangyu

Feng Qingling saw that Qing Miao didn't have the heart to pay attention to her at all, and she felt uncomfortable, and her only good friend also 'abandoned' her, which really made her hate her teeth itch.

Blame that dragon Aotian! In a fit of anger, Feng Qingling directly pinched a trick and came to the Dragon Palace of the Four Seas Dragon Monarch, she naively thought that the younger brother of the Four Seas Dragon Monarch should live in this underwater Dragon Palace with the Four Seas Dragon Monarch.

Long Xiangyu finally didn't get pestered by those old ministers to discuss things this day, and came out for a walk, but as soon as he came out of the water, he was hit on the forehead by a stone. To say that Feng Qingling's two blows were really not enough to hit him Long Xiangyu, but he never thought that someone would dare to sneak attack him in his own territory, so he was conspired against for a while.

But in the end, it is Long Jun, he still has the amount of energy he should have, how can he worry about a yellow-haired girl, not to mention, he still knows this yellow-haired girl. Feng Qingling had still met him a few times, although he only watched her follow behind the old phoenix from a distance, but her famous name still made him can't help but look at her a few more times.

"I don't know where I offended Princess Feng, and I made the princess so angry that she took a stone and threw it down?" Long Xiangyu landed steadily three steps away from Feng Qingling, his clothes were windless and automatic, so he was not chic.

"Are you Long Aotian?" Feng Qingling looked at the dog-like guy in front of her with disdain, well, she admitted, this guy is quite handsome and dignified, but the people who robbed Qing Miao with her were all her Feng Qingling's enemies!

"Uh......" Long Xiangyu was a little frustrated. This princess is too white-eyed, or does he really look alike to his younger brother who knows how to write a few sour poems all day long?

"If you don't answer, you'll admit it~!Na, I warn you! Don't let you dangle in front of Qing Miao in the future, you know? Otherwise, I'll beat you up once I hit you!" Feng Qingling raised his fist and said threatening words very majestically.

In Long Xiangyu's opinion, it is just a cute little appearance of a child who does not admit defeat, but it is also interesting.

"What if you really can't do it in the next place?" he was really curious about what the little thing would do next.

Well, if Feng Qingling knew that Long Xiangyu called himself a 'little thing' in his heart, he would definitely be more than 'beaten to death'.

"You're not Long Aotian, are you?" Feng Qingling looked at him suspiciously and asked.

"Oh, how can you see it?" Long Xiangyu never thought that this little phoenix reacted quite quickly, much smarter than her old man.

"Qing Miao can't like people like you!" Feng Qingling touched his chin and concluded with a stern expression.

Long Xiangyu's eyes were dark: Little thing, you have already offended Benjun, do you know?

"Don't look at people with a scheming expression, none of us are children anymore! You are Long Jun Long Xiangyu, right? Let's be straight, I'm here to find your brother today, call him out quickly, so as not to waste your precious time!" Feng Qingling had already guessed his identity, but he was still very arrogant, as if standing in front of her was not the Dragon Monarch of the Four Seas, who everyone feared, but the maid who served tea and poured water in her palace.