A dragon like her who has not even survived the tribulation of transforming into a dragon, even if she possesses half of the true dragon bloodline and has a great probability of transforming into a dragon, may end up being reduced to cannon fodder on such a battlefield.

And staying here quietly like now, there is not even a comfortable environment that the dragon can find. After the change is enough to make this white mist dissipate, everything may be over, maybe

He also escaped death.

Thinking of this, Xi Qingyu looked at Feng Bingwen's back a little differently. The tall and straight figure seemed to become unpredictable.

She originally thought that this senior could only adapt to circumstances, but at this moment, she felt that this was the profoundness of this senior. He could see the truth in the subtleties and use understatement to find opportunities without any effort.

"Your Highness, what are you looking at? Could it be that you think the stone house I built is too crude?"

Feng Bingwen didn't know that his simple words had aroused the endless reverie of Her Royal Highness the Dragon Lady. He just felt the eyes that had been stuck behind him and couldn't help but turn around and ask.

To his current perception, this kind of gaze, even without any malice, gave him an extremely strong reaction. After all, except for the dragon girl, there was no third living creature here that could breathe.

"The Great Way to Jane, this stone house cut out by my senior is simple and crude, but if a random piece of brick and stone from it flows into the world, I am afraid it can make countless swordsmen go crazy!"

Xi Qingyu replied respectfully, but after all, his words were a bit different from before, as if he was flattering. Feng Bingwen, who heard this compliment, glanced at the dragon girl with an inexplicable expression, and turned back to appreciate it.

He looked at his poor masterpiece and couldn't help but smile.

This is indeed true. At his current state, even if he does not do it deliberately, he can still leave a "Tao charm" on things he touches accidentally. For some monks with excellent understanding, this is a chance.

“Your Highness’s level is still a bit low!”

"Please give me some advice, senior!"

The image of Feng Bingwen as a senior master has now become established in the heart of this dragon girl. She even thought that she was being taken along to escape death, so her tone became more and more respectful.

"There's nothing to teach you, and I'm not good at it. I'm going to meditate. Your Highness can do whatever he wants!"

Feng Bingwen reached out and took out a futon, threw it in front of the stone house and sat on it.

Seeing his casual attitude, Xi Qingyu did not dare to neglect him. He held a dragon sword and stood on one side, alert.
Chapter completed!