Fang Fan walked a few steps and suddenly stopped. He turned around and waved his hand. Long Xiang, Dian Wei, and Shi Yong were blown away like leaves and landed on a protruding branch.
thunderbolt!
Thunder flashed, and the three people's mouths that they had just opened closed instantly, and they quickly sat down to resist the thunder.
The violent thunder raged in their bodies, but at every critical moment, a vital energy would emerge from the branches underneath to repair their injuries and bring them back.
And when it becomes unbearable, the branches will absorb the raging thunder.
The next moment, another bolt of thunder struck down, causing Dian Wei and Shi Yong to instantly become charred black, and their hair was all fried.
Fang Fan watched this process and immediately understood that this big tree should be one of the most important heritages of the Golden Winged Dapeng clan.
Also, are the feathers of Iron-winged Eagles blackened in this way?
Putting aside the strange thoughts in his mind, Fang Fan looked at Tang Jiajun with scrutinizing eyes, looking up and down.
When Tang Jiajun realized that he was being stared at by Fang Fan, he immediately felt bad. He quickly raised his chest and buttocks, and smiled, showing his standard eight teeth.
Seeing Tang Jiajun's obedient appearance, Fang Fan pondered for a moment before giving up his plan.
Forget it, it's not like those people who keep fussing over it.
(Shi Yong:???)
Putting down his thoughts, he turned around again and walked towards the golden bird's nest under the welcome of a group of iron-winged eagles. Tang Jiajun breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fear.
Against the background of flashing thunder, Fang Fan encountered no obstacles and walked to the golden bird's nest smoothly.
Standing at the top of the big tree in the sky, located in the deeper part of the Thunder Sea, feeling the unfathomable rhythm in the bird's nest next to him, Fang Fan smiled slightly.
"What? Are you looking down on my old friend?"
Before Fang Fan finished speaking, the fluctuations inside the golden bird's nest gradually increased, as if the sleeping existence inside was slowly waking up.
Fang Fan pouted at this, did he really think he had just woken up?
"I don't remember having you as a friend."
"Stop being me, I'm not at the top yet. If I were to be at the top, I wouldn't be called a loner.
It's not shaky, what kind of era is it now? It's a new era, and you still create a mess like the old era."
Golden-winged Dapeng:???Don’t you call yourself the King of Humans?!
"Also, what do you mean by not recognizing me as a friend? Please explain clearly."
"Which friend would take advantage of me when my lair is not raided and snatch my treasures without exchanging them."
"Why can't I take the things I stole with my own skills?
I didn’t touch your three balls at the beginning and I was enough to be your friend.”
The golden-winged roc fell silent again, and it seemed that what he said was correct.
The militiamen stole the treasure from Tier 5's house and ran away. This is indeed true. The Golden-winged Dapeng still recognizes this. This is strength.
"By the way, where are your three eggs? Have they hatched yet?"
Interrupted by Fang Fan, Golden-winged Dapeng simply stopped worrying about the previous matter and skipped this issue.
Then the next moment, Fang Fan felt a wave, and the two pale golden iron-winged eagles standing at the front of the two rows of iron-winged eagles flapped their wings and flew over.
The next moment, a golden shadow broke out from the depths of the Thunder Sea and stopped in front of the bird's nest together with the two iron-winged eagles.
Fang Fan glanced around for a few times, and his eyes were instantly fixed on the iron-winged eagle at the front that looked like it was made of pure gold.
"Well, that's not bad. This little guy has probably reached your original level, right?
But compared to your fifth-level strength at that time, it was already innate and still a little worse than you.
But without relying on the luck of the race, it is quite good to have such strength by working hard alone. Once you free up your resources and luck, you will probably soar into the sky."
After Fang Fan finished his comments, he looked at the other two.
"The last two are not bad either. They have begun to transform on their own. Not bad, not bad."
Fang Fan nodded repeatedly, and finally took out some spiritual fruits from the dragon pattern jade pendant, and then injected three golden lights into their bodies.
"The first time we met, I hugged you when you were still eggs, so I don't feel sorry for you.
Well, I'll give you three essences. The paths we take overlap, and you should benefit a lot from understanding them.
It can also save your life at a critical moment. As for these spiritual fruits, the innate ones are still of some value. You can take one of them and use the others as snacks."
Fang Fan had a smile on his face. If he looked at each other at the three huge golden eagles standing in front of them, it would be like the elders of the family looking at their nephews whom they met for the first time. It is said that the atmosphere now is quite harmonious.
Inside the Bird's Nest, Golden-winged Dapeng's mind was filled with questions.
What's going on? What's going on? Haven't you already thought about how he should be indifferent, serious, and distant when he comes?
What’s going on with this weird painting style and this weird feeling?! Ahhhh!!!
The golden-winged roc felt that its face was full of confusion, but when it saw the three iron-winged eagles' naive subordinates, and then looked at Fang Fan with respect, its golden face instantly darkened.
Where is the pride of the eagle?! What should I do if the child is spoiled? Let it grow (●—●)
At worst, practice two more.
Although Fang Fan didn't know the complicated mood of the golden-winged roc, he had some guesses. However, he didn't care about it and looked at the three obedient iron-winged eagles with a smile.
"Well, good boy, good boy, go and play by yourself while I discuss business with your father."
The iron-winged eagle whose head was made of pure gold had a cold face and cold eyes, then tilted its head, thought for a moment, picked up the spiritual fruit in its mouth, flapped its wings and flew away.
The two smaller iron-winged eagles at the back also tilted their heads when they saw this, picked up the spiritual fruit, flapped their wings and ran away without thinking.
"Well, that's right. They are all good children, very well-behaved and very hard-working."
Fang Fan looked at the golden bird's nest in front of him with a smile. Although there was a layer of cocoon-like existence that could not be seen inside, Fang Fan still enjoyed it.
Because he knew that the golden-winged roc was watching him from inside.
"Um."
After a long time, a sound came from the bird's nest that seemed to be 50% aggrieved, 40% depressed, and 91% proud.
Fang Fan smiled at this, didn't care about it, and just started chatting. He didn't care that he was an outsider, ignored some etiquette as a guest, and just chatted.
From the Hundred Races to the Situation of the World, then to the top ten races, then to the Golden-winged Dapoc Race, and then to the big tree in the sky under our feet.
All in all, Golden-winged Dapeng didn't have much interest in chatting at first, so he suppressed himself from speaking and tried his best to reply in monosyllables.
But later on, I don’t know when, I finally couldn’t help it and started chatting with Fang Fan wantonly.
Later, Fang Fan even quietly probed into the background of the Golden-winged Dapoc clan, but the Golden-winged Dapeng did not react.
After several times, Fang Fan was finally sure that Golden-winged Dapeng didn't understand, so he simply asked directly. Then Golden-winged Dapeng didn't feel anything was wrong, and he answered whatever he asked. The two chatted happily, and Fang Fan
I have almost completely understood the Golden-winged Dapeng clan.
