C561 You are so irritable

Just as Feng Zhi had said, although the dragon race moving into Dragon Valley was an otherworldly existence, for these Dragon Clan youths who had never seen the outside world, the vast Dragon Valley undoubtedly imprisoned them within.

It was as if he was trapped in this world. When he raised his head, he could only see the sky above him. He thought that this was the entire world.

Although the strength of the dragon race was much stronger than that of the human race, but from this perspective, the youths of the dragon race were actually able to sit back and watch.

This way, he would be able to meet with Feng Zhi who could take care of them.

Amongst the fallen people, Long Shuang and a few others also fell silent.

But Long Xue'er still refused to accept it.

She glared at Feng Zhi, her originally beautiful eyes almost falling to the ground.

If not for the fact that she couldn't move right now, one could imagine that Long Xue'er would have definitely pounced towards Feng Zhi at the first possible moment.

Feng Zhi saw that Long Xue'er still looked like she was going to eat someone, so she thought for a while, before saying a few deep words, "The world is so wonderful, but you are actually so irritable. This is not good, not good …"

After she finished speaking, without waiting for Long Xue'er to react, Feng Zhi took out a brush from the spatial space, "I have a method that can make you less irritable here. Since you're more interested in me, I'll help you resolve your temper this time …"

Amongst the ordinary and cold race of Frost Dragons, Long Xue'er's violent temper was indeed rather rare.

Long Xue'er knew this as well.

Normally, the elders of the Frost Dragon Clan would speak of her temper quite a bit.

However, when she heard Feng Zhi's words, Long Xue'er subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

Seeing that Feng Zhi was about to draw on her face with the brush, Long Xue'er was shocked. She wanted to hide, but since Feng Zhi had already decided to heal her, how could he allow her to hide?

A light tap on Long Xue'er's chest was enough to make her turn her head.

Then, Feng Zhi held up the brush, looked at Long Xue'er's face left and right, and said while clicking his tongue, "You have a good face, to have turned out like this, it's really …"

Long Xue'er was so angry that her eyes turned red.

Her beautiful face, if it wasn't for Feng Zhi, how could she have turned into such a state?

Subsequently, Long Xue'er heard the second half of Feng Zhi's words, "... "The flowers that will be drawn later will no longer be beautiful …"

Drawn flowers?

Long Xue'er stared in shock.

What did that mean?

She understood immediately.

Feng Zhi used one hand to hold Long Xue'er's chin, straightening her face, then used her brush to draw on her face.

Long Xue'er could feel the soft tip of the pen brushing against her face, leaving a slight cool mark.

"You …"

Long Xue'er's eyes were red and she looked like she was about to cry.

The usually arrogant dragon girl was now lying at Feng Zhi's feet without any ability to resist. She could only allow Feng Zhi to draw on her face as she pleased, but the key thing was that she did not know what Feng Zhi was drawing.

To Long Xue'er, this was obviously unacceptable.

However …

Long Xue'er's nose turned sour for a moment before she held it in.

She felt that her reaction was a little shameful. Feng Zhi had only drew something on her face, it would be fine if she washed it later. Could it be that she would cry in front of Feng Zhi because of this?

Thinking this way, Long Xue'er finally controlled her emotions.

Even Feng Zhi's next words did not affect her.

Feng Zhi sized up Long Xue'er: "Hmm, I haven't painted for a long time, your face is bruised and swollen, your drawing is a little bad, you must take it a little longer."

Feng Zhi spoke sincerely.

These words made the surrounding people's mouths twitch. The reason why Long Xue'er's face was bruised and swollen wasn't because of her.

After appreciating her masterpiece for a while, Feng Zhi did not continue to make things difficult for the Dragon Clan youths.

In the end, they were still Long Yan's clansmen. For Long Yan's sake, it was enough for her to teach these devilish children a lesson, but he couldn't really do anything to them.

After brushing on Long Xue'er's body again, Feng Zhi stood up and waved her hand towards the people who were still lying on the ground. "Alright, alright, let's go while I'm still not thinking about how to deal with you guys."

After such a short period of time, although the group was still in pain, they had gotten used to it and could barely stand up.

After standing up with much difficulty, when they saw the painting left behind by Feng Zhi on Long Xue'er, the crowd couldn't help but burst out laughing. With this smile, their legs that originally lacked strength naturally softened as well, and then …

Splash, splash …

The crowd then fell back to the ground like dumplings once again.

It wasn't that their laughing points were low, but that Long Xue'er's current appearance was a little too funny.

Feng Zhi took another glance at Long Xue'er, then ignored the rest of them, went up to the stand and patted the stunned Long Ling'er, "Let's go, it's time for us to go back."

After beating everyone up, Feng Zhi was feeling refreshed.

Long Ling'er looked at Long Xue'er with sympathy.

So many people had been beaten up by Feng Zhi, but only Long Xue'er jumped out, and she was even given a special treatment by Feng Zhi.

Mm, when Long Xue'er goes back to look in the mirror, won't she jump in anger?

Long Ling'er kept feeling that there was a fox tail wagging behind Feng Zhi. If Feng Zhi wasn't really a human, based on her personality, she would have thought that Feng Zhi was one of the most cunning Nine-tailed Fox species in the legends.

Although this was what she was thinking, after hearing Feng Zhi's words, Long Ling'er still hurriedly nodded her head, and then left together with Feng Zhi.

Besides, everyone was still competing.

Once they stood up again, no one dared to look at Long Xue'er's face. They were afraid that if they looked at her for even a second, they wouldn't be able to walk today. They all lowered their heads, pursed their lips, and quickly walked past her.

As for Long Xue'er, although she couldn't see what exactly Feng Zhi was drawing on her face, but seeing the reactions of these little fellows, it was definitely not good.

She brought her hand up to her face, but it was already wounded, and apart from the fact that it made her grimace in pain, it didn't give her any understanding of her situation.

Therefore, the anxious Long Xue'er used all her strength to return to her own residence as fast as she could.

Back in her room, the first thing Long Xue'er did was find a mirror and come out.

Long Xue'er looked into the mirror after a long period of mental construction …

Then...

Ah!

A scream that could pierce through the eardrums came out from Long Xue'er's room just like that, shocking many of the dragon race so much that their heartbeats quickened.

At this time, Long Ling'er finally could not suppress the curiosity in her heart and asked about this matter.