Dragon wife and phoenix husband

Chapter 7
She thought that this refusal was complete, but she heard the Dragon King's unclear voice said leisurely: "It's okay, Xiao Yu'er, it's good to go out for a walk. Seeing the world will help you a lot. As for Dragon Palace, if you The king will notify you to come back for important matters!"

As soon as this remark came out, Fenghuang burst into laughter immediately.For some reason, Song Ling looked at his bright smile, but felt chills on his back, bad omen, this is a bad omen!
After the Dragon King "sold" himself to Phoenix in a few words, the banquet finally began.After saying a few words to the Dragon King, Fenghuang disappeared. Song Ling wished that he would just disappear and never come back.But seeing the sumptuous dishes on the table, Song Ling still felt that it was important to satisfy his stomach first.

Looking up, I don't know whether the Dragon King is too hospitable or he has too many relatives and friends. Almost every table is full, except for one, where there is only one person.

Song Ling looked left and right, but couldn't find any extra seats at other tables, and she couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food, so she had to carefully move to the table with only one person, and smiled apologetically at the person, "Great Immortal!"

This is equivalent to the person sitting at the VIP table is the god of war, Night Breeze.It's no wonder that others would rather be crowded than share a table with him. One is the fear of his reputation as a God of War, and the other is who won't shudder when they see his icy paralyzed face and his gleaming silver battle axe. Can you still eat?

However, after getting along for a long time, Song Ling had barely developed some antibodies against the paralyzed face.As soon as she sat down, she picked up her chopsticks and started to gobble it up. Who can tell how long it has been since she ate the food these people ate, and she almost lost her sense of taste by gnawing on fish grass every day.

With a paralyzed face and a disgusted frown, he said coldly with a hint of sarcasm: "It seems that you, little carp, are not bad, and it took a while for you to catch up with the Dragon King and Feng Jun?"

With a paralyzed face, she vowed not to give up until she choked to death, Song Ling put down her chopsticks, "Daxian, I don't like hearing that anymore."

With a paralyzed face, he snorted: "Stupid carp!" Then he stood up and left.Song Ling also snorted heavily. She was sorry for Fairy Bilian and not him. Why did he always put on a bad face?
"Little Long'er, do you have a bad nose?"

Just when Song Ling was venting all his grievances on the delicious food, Fenghuang's sweet but slightly frivolous voice suddenly sounded beside him. Song Ling gnawed on the chicken leg and snorted again: "Yes, I caught a cold last night."

"Last night?" Fenghuang's pretty eyebrows raised slightly, "Could it be that Xiao Long'er suffered from typhoid fever in order to save Feng Jin? Then Feng Jin's crime is serious. Apart from the uncomfortable nose, do you have a fever?"

Song Ling was gnawing on the chicken leg, when she suddenly felt a cool and soft hand on her forehead, and she subconsciously wanted to open this hand.Fenghuang quickly withdrew his hand a long time ago, with a gratified smile on the corner of his mouth: "Fortunately, his head is not hot. Since Xiao Long'er is not feeling well, when will Xiao Long'er leave with Feng Jin to the Feng Clan?"

Song Ling really couldn't figure out why this phoenix always dragged her to the phoenix clan. She had been a carp for a while, and then turned into a dragon. Now she doesn't want to be slaughtered and become a phoenix. After all, dragons live in water, land and air If a living thing becomes a phoenix that only lives on land and in the air, it will be a serious retrogression in history!

Therefore, she resolutely decided to postpone the day of going to the Feng clan with Fenghuang as long as she could.

but……

On the second day when a red sun was slowly rising on the sea level of the East China Sea, Song Ling followed the Phoenix out of the East China Sea.In fact, she is not a person who is not determined. She still doesn't know why she came out with Fenghuang so quickly. It seems that it is only because Fenghuang said that Song Ling's help must be needed to find a great treasure, and Song Ling Another person who is overly sensitive to the word "baby", so after thinking twice, he embarked on this "road of no return" with a little uneasiness.

After leaving the East China Sea, Fenghuang was not in a hurry, but forced Song Ling to enjoy the sunrise with him.

I have to say that the sunrise in the East China Sea is indeed beautiful.The morning sun burns the morning mist, and there is a golden light between the water and the sky.The sun shines down from the gaps in the clouds, like countless giant dragons spewing golden waterfalls, dyeing half of the sky red, and the sea surface is shimmering like countless small golden mirrors.

And the phoenix under the sunrise seems to have a softer feeling, especially his pair of peach blossom eyes that always exude all kinds of amorous feelings, at this time they are facing the rising sun and narrowing slightly, as if there is a kind of... Uh... the taste of a philosopher.

When Song Ling thought of this metaphor, he couldn't help but feel a chill.As frivolous as Phoenix can be called a philosopher, then she is the philosopher's ancestor Socrates.

After admiring the sunrise, Fenghuang didn't take her to the Feng Clan, but came to a place where people were chattering.Song Ling, who was still standing on the auspicious cloud, immediately enjoyed the busy scene of people coming and going below.Isn't this the world?Thinking that she had been in this world for so long, and now she finally saw a real person.Song Ling felt excited, and was about to fly down, but Fenghuang gently pulled her sleeves, "Little Longer, are you going to go down with two big dragon horns like this?"

Only then did Song Ling realize that she still had two ugly dragon horns growing on her forehead, she shrugged her face and said discouragedly: "Then what can I do, these two horns can't be removed, I can't handle it Saw it off with a big knife."

Fenghuang slightly hooked his lips, and he stretched out his hand, and suddenly there was a hat woven with pink light feathers in the palm of his hand.

Song Ling was overjoyed, why didn't she think of wearing a hat?She reached out to take the hat, but Fenghuang didn't give it to her, but directly put it on for her. Two long ribbons hung down from the front of the hat, and Fenghuang gently pulled up the ribbons and tied them right above the hat. Tie a bow, and explained: "With this, it can just block the part of the hat protruding from your dragon horn."

He was only about half a centimeter away from Song Ling at the moment, and Song Ling could even feel his warm breath.Looking at Fenghuang at such a close distance, he found that his skin was so good that he couldn't even see a single pore.Especially his eyelashes, why are they so long, flickering like a small fan.

(End of this chapter)