Chapter 3100 (*) It belongs to someone else!

At this moment, the air seemed to have solidified, and the roar of the Kang Jinlong in the sky also came to an abrupt end.

“…”

At this moment, the dragon's head was hanging down, and the huge silver pupils were full of surprise and confusion, as if he couldn't believe what was happening below.

As for the little Maitreya, who was just kicked away by Tibers, who was falling on the ice at this time, not to mention it!

“…”

Lying in the snow, he seemed to have not yet come back to his senses.

The previous smug look on his face had not yet faded, and he was replaced by the shock, distortion and shame. The movement of his hand that he had just made a gesture to release the "pack" was still held in the air, and it looked particularly funny when he looked at it.

and absurdity.

“…”

Fortunately, he soon came to his senses and slowly got up without saying a word.

"laugh--"

(-)

"Little monk, what are you putting in it? Why do you feel heavy?"

()

On the ice surface not far away, Annie, who had successfully grabbed the bag, shook the bag in her hand first, and then made a face at the little Maitreya, who had slowly darkened his face and got up from the ice slag and snow pile.

I asked this question.

"Don't worry!"

()

"Anyway, it belongs to someone else now!"

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==()

Then as soon as he finished speaking, as if he was afraid that the other party would rush over and snatch it away, Annie turned around and ran away quickly, leaving only a string of silver bell-like laughter echoing in the air.

“…”

Seeing this, the beautiful silver-white and beautiful Kangjin Dragon in the sky was trembling slightly. It was staring at everything that happened on the ice with its eyes wide open, as if it wanted to laugh but not very dared, and at the same time, it also wanted to

I wanted to roar again, but I didn't know what to yell, so I could only float in the air and stare blankly.

“…”

As for the little Maitreya in yellow robe, let alone!

When he stood up, he didn't even bother with the ice slag stained on his body. His face quickly turned from blue to red, and then from red to black, and finally turned into a gritting rebuke:

"It's outrageous!"

However, the anger seemed so weak on the ice of the empty lake, and the strength was less than the whistling cold wind, let alone the little girl in the distance who was studying the bag.

Soon, the little Maitreya in the yellow robe seemed to realize it too.

So, he first patted the ice slag on his body, then looked at his empty left hand, and then looked up at the little girl in the distance, with a trace of sinisterness flashing in his eyes.

But he took a deep breath, and then took a few steps forward as he pretended to be peaceful, while saying in a "kind" voice with a bit of Zen:

"Little donor..."

"This thing has no connection with you, so why not return it to me?"

"It is not done by the right way!"

As he said that, he continued to walk forward barefoot on the ice, trying to bring the distance between the two sides closer, as if he was afraid that Annie would run away if she took his stuff.

“??”

()

Annie raised her head, blinked at the other person's big eyes, raised a playful smile on the corner of her mouth, then shook the bag in her hand, teasing her tone in a brisk tone:

"oops!"

(`)~

"You are wrong, this little master!"

(*^▽^*)

"I have picked it up openly, how can it be called a robbery?"

(▽`)

"Besides, you just don't want it and threw it out. They just picked it up!"

(゜▽^*)

Yes, no matter whether the other party believes it or not, Anne believes it. Anyway, she just thought so and picked it up so easily.

“!!”

Listening to Annie's words, the little Maitreya frowned slightly, and her eyes became even more hostile, but she still suppressed her anger and said in a low voice:

"Little donor, don't be naughty."

"This thing is my own thing, it is related to the cause and effect of heaven and earth, and it is not something you can touch... Please return it quickly to avoid causing trouble?"

As he said that, he walked a few more steps forward and walked straight to a distance he thought was more confident before standing still. At the same time, the expression on his face slightly recovered.

"cowardly!"

(ˉ▽￣￞￞)~~

Annie first curled her lips disdainfully, then she muttered and sighed with a grievance:

"Little monk, you're unreasonable."

(`)

"Why should I return what I have picked up to you?"

(︶)

As he said that, Anne didn't care about the other party's reaction and started to study and fiddle with the bag in front of him. She also unscrupulously pulled the decorations and ropes on it. Even after it couldn't be untied for a while, she began to violently tear it up, as if

Want to open it and see what treasures are hidden inside?

“!!”

Seeing Annie's failure to get in, she looked at her violent dismantling of the "paoer" action. The little Maitreya, the yellow-robed robe, was anxious, and her anger gradually became colder:

"Little donor, don't make mistakes!"

"I think you are young and ignorant and don't want to care about you. If you are obsessed with it again..."

"Don't blame me for being polite?"

As he said that, he took two steps forward to deter him.

“…”

(`)

Unfortunately, when Anne saw this, she was not afraid, but instead smiled even brighter.

She raised the bag in her hand, and then looked at the other person's eyes moving according to the movements in her hand. After seeing that the other person seemed to care very much, she blinked and pretended to be naive.

Asked:

"Oh my god, little monk, are you trying to do it?"

(ω)

"I'm not afraid of you!"

(-o⌒)

"Besides, since your bag is so important, why didn't you keep it in good condition just now and have to throw it out and let others pick it up?"

╮(╯▽╰)╭

That's right!

This "branded bag" was picked up by Annie. I always picked it up by the King of Heaven. Since it was picked up, it would not be possible to repay it. When will it be returned, it would be impossible for the other party to return it.

"you--"

The little Maitreya, the yellow robe, was choked by Anne's improper words for a while, and her face became gloomy as water, as if she had frost.

"snort!"

Then, he snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and said with a hint of sternity in his voice:

"Little donor, since you don't want to eat or drink..."
To be continued...