C562 Chameleon

"Miss Feng Zhi, what you drew on Long Xue'er's face … "It shouldn't be ordinary, right?" Long Ling'er spoke with a bit of caution.

Long Ling'er had seen what Feng Zhi had drawn on Long Xue'er's face, and it was only a deformed turtle on her left and right cheeks.

If it was only painting these two turtles, although it would have been a little ugly at the time, it would have been fine if he had just washed them when he got back; it really wouldn't have mattered.

However …

With her understanding of Feng Zhi, she had always felt that Feng Zhi would not do something so boring.

Therefore, there should be something fishy going on, right?

After she asked this question, Long Ling'er looked at Feng Zhi with uncertainty.

Feng Zhi laughed at Long Ling'er, causing her hair to stand on end.

Then, Feng Zhi asked with some interest, "Come, I'll test you. If the one who had a conflict with Long Xue'er today was you, and she didn't know what to say after beating up Long Xue'er, how would you make her remember this lesson?"

Long Ling'er slightly paused.

Obviously, Feng Zhi had painted two turtles on Long Xue'er's face.

If she was in his shoes, what would she do?

Long Ling'er had never thought of this in her life.

Normally in the Dragon Valley, these young friends of the same age would spar with each other, but they were all of the same race. When everyone fought, it was already over, and it was fine to determine the victor.

Therefore, Long Ling'er furrowed her brows and thought for a while, before she probed: "Mn, another pinch on her face?"

Just now, Long Xue'er's face was extremely wonderful. If he pinched her a few more times, she would definitely be in pain for a while longer.

Long Ling'er felt that this method seemed to already be rather ruthless.

When Feng Zhi heard this, he could not help but gently shake her head in her heart.

These young generation of the dragon race were like flowers raised in a greenhouse, and were completely unaware of the dangers of the outside world. Even if the other person on this question belonged to the same race, Long Ling'er actually only wanted to pinch them a little as punishment.

If in terms of Profound Martial Continent …

There were probably many practitioners who would choose to directly crush their opponents to death while pursuing the law of the jungle.

After the dragon race moved into the dragon valley, they were able to recuperate, but if this continued, even if the newly grown dragon race had powerful strength, if they truly went to the Profound Martial Continent, they would probably be tricked to death by the Profound Martial Continent warriors within minutes.

However …

All of these should be something that the higher ups of the Dragon Clan should be worried about.

Feng Zhi glanced at Long Ling'er, and decided to teach her a few more moves.

Although Long Ling'er didn't give her a glance when she first arrived at Dragon Valley, she was completely different from Long Xue'er who simply looked down on Feng Zhi's human identity.

At least it could still be considered straightforward, but Feng Zhi didn't find it annoying.

Therefore, Feng Zhi smiled lightly and said: "You better remember, if you can be sure that it is your enemy, it would be fine if you don't make a move. But once you make a move, you must be sure that you can kill your enemy.

"Even if today's incident involved Long Xue'er being your clansman and you guys hadn't reached the point of life and death, if I really taught her a lesson, she wouldn't dare to offend you anymore. It would just be a pinch, heh …"

With just the word "heh," Long Ling'er somehow felt her face heat up.

She could not help but ask, "Then, Miss Feng Zhi, you …"

Feng Zhi did not wait for her to finish asking, and said: "I have plenty of ways to take care of her. With her face, I would first paint her with a layer of honey, then tie her up and throw her into the forest. I believe that the Silver Ring Bees and metal-eating ants in the Dragon Valley would definitely welcome her, right? "Or just give her some chili concoction, and …"

Long Ling'er felt a chill in her heart.

She was once again glad that she didn't go out of her way to provoke Feng Zhi.

Although the Silver Ringed Bees and metal-eating ants didn't have very conspicuous names, they were still extremely difficult to deal with.

Both of these strange beasts were extremely sweet, especially something like honey. As long as they smelled it, they would definitely not talk back. A single bite from a Silver Ring Bee would be deadly toxic, and a metal-eating ant could easily break a black iron's sharp beak.

Even if it was the dragon race, if it was really as Feng Zhi had said, they would immediately be tied up and thrown into the forest, and if they did not die, they would at least have their last breath of life, right?

There was also chili concoction...

Long Ling'er was afraid that she would hear some scary answer if she continued to ask, hence she quickly changed the topic. "Then, Miss Feng Zhi, what kind of tricks are those drawings you made on Long Xue'er's face?

After Feng Zhi heard this, she laughed twice.

"Actually, it's nothing. Long Xue'er and I don't have any kind of life or death grudge either, and since it's on Long Yan's account, I can't really do anything to her, so I just added a little bit of the ink in …"

"Feed?" Long Ling'er still did not understand.

"Yes, add the ingredients." Feng Zhi said with an extremely happy smile, "Looking at Long Xue'er's appearance, she surely values her face a lot, right?"

Long Ling'er nodded.

In fact, it wasn't just Long Xue'er. Women had the nature to love beauty. Of all the women in the Dragon Valley, who wouldn't care about their own face?

Feng Zhi laughed again, "That's why I added some ink. I can't wash it no matter how hard I try, and the two turtles on her face can still change color according to her mood. I can't help but think of the word 'amazing' when I see her."

The corner of Long Ling'er's mouth twitched.

She suddenly felt some sympathy for Long Xue'er.

Thinking about it, if she had the choice, Long Xue'er would probably rather be beaten up ruthlessly by Feng Zhi, than to be painted with these two turtles on her face.

Hey, it's still discolored!

Thinking about it this way, Long Ling'er still could not hold back her curiosity, "Then … What did the color change into? "

Feng Zhi was even more happy when she heard this.

"This, this is quite a coincidence. The medicine I added into the ink was called 'Chameleon', and it matched perfectly with Long Xue'er. As for how the color changed …"

"If she's angry like usual, then her face is yellow. If she's angry like this, then her face is black. If she's especially angry like this, haha, then of course her face will turn green!"

After listening to Feng Zhi's explanation, Long Ling'er could no longer hold back and coughed a few times.

She could only think of these two words.

Chameleon, his face turned green …