C530 I am a child of long yan

Feng Zhi raised her eyebrows.

She had carefully observed before. There was no one around here, nor was there a place for them to sleep. Why would someone suddenly appear here?

En, that's not right. This is the territory of the dragon race.

Or could it be that the one who suddenly appeared wasn't a human, but a dragon?

Thus, Feng Zhi looked at Long Yan.

However, when he looked over, he realized that Long Yan was even more surprised than she was.

The two of them had already landed on the ground. Feng Zhi tugged on Long Yan's sleeves, "Long Yan, what's wrong, do you recognize that person?"

Before Long Yan could reply, Feng Zhi saw the clouds in front of him churn all of a sudden, and then, as if something had been pushed away by a big hand, the clouds parted to the sides in an orderly manner, revealing a woman hiding behind the clouds.

Feng Zhi raised her eyebrows.

The dragon race was powerful, she could only tell that it was Long Yan.

With such a powerful dragon clan as the entrance to the spirit formation, it was naturally unavoidable for them to have some strange things.

The moment she stepped down the rainbow, Feng Zhi had already noticed the strangeness of this misty platform. Even with her eyesight, she only saw the door of light and nothing else.

Furthermore, not only did the clouds block her vision, they also blocked her consciousness. When Feng Zhi sent out his divine sense to scout in all directions, the moment his divine sense made contact with the clouds, it was actually reflected back.

This caused Feng Zhi to be slightly vigilant.

To cultivator, the role of a divine intent was undoubtedly extremely important.

In any of the previous battles, Feng Zhi's divine sense had played an unstoppable and disadvantageous role. And yet now, right above this patch of clouds, she had actually suffered an invisible loss.

If someone could use this cloud to fight her …

Feng Zhi squinted her eyes again.

Only then did her attention fall on the woman walking towards her.

The age of the dragon race was a mystery, this could be seen from Long Yan, so she could not guess how old this woman was, but at least on the surface he looked like he was in his early twenties.

The woman was dressed in purple, her hair tied up in a bun, and a dragon shaped wooden hairpin stuck in her hair. Although there was no extra decoration, she looked noble and mysterious, and most people would unconsciously feel inferior when they saw her, not daring to even look her in the eye.

Of course, such a situation wouldn't happen to Feng Zhi.

She sized up the purple-clothed woman before asking, "Who are you?"

The purple clothed lady however, did not reply to Feng Zhi, and instead looked towards Long Yan.

She didn't know if it was just an illusion on Feng Zhi's part, but she had a feeling that the purple-clothed woman's look at Long Yan seemed to contain a faint warning.

Warning?

This made Feng Zhi a little unhappy.

It was very obvious that the purple robed lady knew Long Yan.

This was not strange, Long Yan was a member of the Golden Dragon King Clan and was the next successor to the Dragon King. In the entire clan, there were probably people who did not know him, so it was normal for the woman to know Long Yan.

But, even if she recognized him, could it be that she was going to use this warning to look at Long Yan?

To Feng Zhi, ever since she and Long Yan had revealed their feelings to each other, their bodies had already been imprinted with the marks of the other.

Long Yan was hers.

This was something that Feng Zhi had long believed in.

But now, there was actually such a woman who warned her in front of her?

Although she was not as tall as Long Yan, upon realizing this, Feng Zhi immediately stood in front of Long Yan, blocking the gaze of the lady who suddenly appeared.

"Who the hell are you?" Feng Zhi said again.

Only now did the purple-clothed woman finally notice Feng Zhi.

She looked at Feng Zhi with some amusement in her eyes, but did not answer her question. Instead, she glanced at him provocatively and raised her chin towards Long Yan, "Who am I, you have to properly ask Long Yan this question …"

Ask Long Yan?

Feng Zhi snorted in her heart.

She was a protective person, and she was also a petty person.

Her things may be shared with those she approves, but those who belong to her...

That was something he absolutely could not share with anyone!

Pushing Long Yan further back, Feng Zhi crossed her arms across her chest: "I'm asking about you, not Long Yan. If you want to say it, say so.

Feng Zhi's tone was already very unhappy.

At this time, Long Yan, who was behind Feng Zhi, looked at Feng Zhi and the purple-dressed woman with a gaze that said she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Just as she was about to speak, he received a warning from the purple-clothed woman.

His intuition told Long Yan that if he spoke now, there would definitely be a bad ending.

So...

Looking at Feng Zhi who was facing away from him, Long Yan laughed bitterly, but continued to shut his mouth tightly.

Seeing that Long Yan had submitted, the purple-dressed woman smiled in satisfaction.

She looked at Feng Zhi once again, the important part was that Feng Zhi and Long Yan were tightly holding each other's hands, the look in her eyes suddenly became more intimate, "Alright, since it's like this, then I'll tell you, I am Long Yan's little darling …"

Little Heart and Little Child …

Feng Zhi felt a chill in her heart.

She didn't think that Long Yan had anything to do with the purple-dressed woman.

Feng Zhi was very clear about how Long Yan usually treated her, and how much love he had in her eyes when she looked at him. Even without the mutual understanding between the two of them, she still wouldn't have any doubts about the feelings Long Yan held for him.

It was still the same, that she trusted Long Yan, just like how she trusted herself.

So, it could only be this violet-clothed woman's problem.

Of course, because of her height and the shape of her body, even if she did her best to cover Long Yan, the purple-clothed woman would still be able to see him.

Feng Zhi raised her eyebrows, and said provocatively: "This big sis, you don't have to worry about that. Long Yan is my man now, even if you want to let Old Cow eat the tender grass, you should quickly go and choose another one. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!"

"What?" You said that my old cow eats young grass? " The purple-clothed woman instantly exploded.

No matter where she was, a woman always had a natural disposition towards beauty. She would even mind others calling her old.

The purple-clothed woman was the same.

If one were to say that she was teasing Feng Zhi before, then she was truly a little angry now. After so many years, when did someone dare to say the word "old" in front of her?

This little girl, who was brought back here by Long Yan somehow, actually dared to!

The purple-dressed woman humphed angrily.

However, her anger didn't last for long before a smile appeared on her face once more.