"Who are you calling a liar?" Seeing that her sister had been wronged, Qingying naturally refused to give up. She scolded her coldly and walked over.
"Huh?" Feng Lang raised his head and glanced at Qingying, and was surprised when he immediately discovered that Qingying was actually at the third level.
"This girl is..." Qingying could reach such a high level at such a young age, which obviously aroused Fenglang's curiosity. He clasped his hands and asked politely.
"Who do you care about me? That white tiger belongs to us, tell that girl to let it go immediately!" Qingying usually loves Qingyu the most, but at this time his tone is quite tough and his attitude is even colder.
"This..." Feng Lang looked back at the girl and saw that the girl's red lips were tightly pursed and her face was nervous. She obviously didn't want to give up on the king. [
Qingying loves his sister, and Fenglang is no exception. He coughed and said, "I'm afraid... I can't do this."
"Why, you still want to steal it?" Hu Li didn't want to bully the minority, so he could only stand up to support the Qingying sisters at this time.
After Hu Li's Pangu Imperial Vein was activated, his cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds, now he was above Qingying. The shock he caused to Fenglang was three points stronger than that of Qingying. At this time, Feng Lang's expression had become serious.
"In broad daylight, let's see who is bold enough to snatch our spiritual beast!" Xiao Ting shouted loudly and came forward.
Feng Lang might not take Qing Yu and Zhou Wei seriously, but he didn't dare to look down on Xiao Ting, Hu Li and Qing Ying.
With a raised eyebrow, Feng Lang looked around the three of them and asked in a deep voice, "The cultivation level of the three of them is not low. I wonder which sect the three of them come from?"
"We just want Little White Tiger back, you don't care which sect we belong to?" Qingying scolded, her face as cold as snow.
"Brother, you can't let them take away my little gold!" Feng Lang's sister seemed to be determined to have the king, and shouted to Feng Lang eagerly.
Feng Lang nodded slightly, cupped his fists at Hu Li and the others, and said, "Everyone, I'm Feng Lang, please give me some face."
Feng Lang was well-known in the Abyss of Darkness. He thought that telling his name might avoid this dispute, but he didn't expect that the people standing in front of him, despite their good cultivation, could It was the first time for them to come to the Abyss of Darkness, they were just young among young people, and they had never heard of him at all.
Qingying snorted and shouted, "I don't care if you are a phoenix or a wanderer. If you don't return the little white tiger to us today, you will never be a wanderer again in the future!"
"Wait a minute!" Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming more and more tense, Qin Dong shouted hurriedly as he was about to draw his sword.
Feng Lang, a fifth-level monk, had no chance of seeing through Qin Dong's true identity. Seeing Qin Dong walking towards him, Feng Lang just looked him up and down and then looked away, obviously not taking Qin Dong seriously.
Qin Dong was not angry either. He came closer and said with a smile, "Brother, to be honest with you, this white tiger is my pet. Because it is still young, I have not signed a pet contract. Please tell me, brother." I will give it back with a single word, and I will be very grateful."
Qin Dong's words were sincere, but when the king saw that he could not break free from the girl's arms, he wailed pitifully for help. This was enough to show that the king and Qin Dong had a close relationship, and Feng Lang couldn't help but not believe it.
Feng Lang was an upright and upright person, and he would never do anything like rogue and taking advantage of others. But now the king is held tightly in his arms by his sister. It is a real problem for him to want to go out without making his sister sad.