I live forever by seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster.

White-feathered eagle station.

Eagle's Nest.

The eagles chirped, their feathers fluttered, and there was a lot of noise.

In such an environment, Hong Qishang was working with a group of backbones of the White Feather Eagle tribe.

They either feed insect eggs, irrigate honey water, or clean...

Although they are just relatively simple tasks, if you don't have enough courage, you really won't be able to do them.

Because these flying eagles are infected with a bit of the bad temper of the white-feathered eagle.

But the more troublesome thing is that Bai Feather Eagle can control his temper and distinguish when it is in combat mode and when it is in non-combat mode, and it will not cause trouble in daily life.

But these ordinary flying eagles are difficult to distinguish.

These flying eagles clack at every turn, as if suffering from post-war syndrome.

It’s really like a general is raging, and a den of soldiers is raging.

From this point of view, spiritual adequacy and insufficiency also need to be compared.

"Executive commander, how come you have time to come to the Eagle's Nest?" Hong Qishang asked in surprise.

In Hong Qishang's impression, Fang Yang has always played a big role as the mastermind behind the scenes.

Although Fang Yang has businesses such as the White Feather Eagle tribe, two restaurants and a brewery under his command.

But basically, Fang Yang will not focus on these.

If Fang Yang wanted something, he would usually directly arrange for Lu Yao or Fang Xuan to go there on his behalf.

And because Fang Yang has extremely outstanding talent or strength, this way of doing things is actually more stable.

"I'm just here to take a look, don't be nervous." Fang Yang was wearing a black robe and had his hands behind his back.

Although Fang Yang said he came to take a look, Hong Qishang did not ignore Fang Yang, but followed Fang Yang.

In fact, after Hong Qishang built the Eagle's Nest and the Beehouse for Fang Yang, he found that his luck had improved, and he no longer had the same bad luck as before.

In other words, he can now get rid of his status as a nominal disciple of the White Feather Eagle tribe.

However, based on Fang Yang's fierce and strong development momentum in recent years, Hong Qishang suddenly felt that it would be quite good for him not to be close to Fang Yang, but to gain convenience by being close to the White Feather Eagle tribe.

For example, in this Canhe Festival, Fang Yang completely conquered Hong Qishang with an exaggerated and shocking performance.

Just as Hong Qishang's thoughts were swirling, Fang Yang suddenly pointed at the chirping eagle and said, "That thin flying eagle, does it mean it's hungry?"

Before Hong Qishang could answer, Fang Yang pointed to the next flying eagle.

One eagle flew after another, and then expressed its own opinions.

"This flying eagle is languid and weak. Does it have to go out to the cliff and change its talons and wings?"

"Is the close dialogue between these two flying eagles just a foreplay for mating?"

"Oh~ This little flying eagle wants to be as majestic and interesting as the white-feathered eagle..."

Fang Yang spoke word by word.

It was as if he could sense the emotions and words of the flying eagles, which was extremely miraculous.

Although it was only to a rough extent, it still surprised the subordinates working here, and even Hong Qishang.

Because what Fang Yang said basically corresponds to the above!

"You, instead of cultivating the way of thunder and fire, and not studying the changes of carp eagle and Kunpeng, have you switched to the slave way?" Hong Qishang's tone was hesitant and extremely uncertain.

Fang Yang's miraculous performance is definitely an introduction to the slave path.

Even the threshold for a slave master is not far behind!

There are thousands of great schools in the world, and within the same great school, there are differences in realm.

The realm of this genre is divided from low to high: none, ordinary, master, etc.

At the master level, one can have an intuition about the genre.

But now, Fang Yang's supernatural power is extremely close to the master's level of intuition, which is quite terrifying.

"No, I just got lucky by chance, so I came to try it out."

Fang Yang chuckled and shook his head, "Besides, I have just embarked on the path of spiritual practice not long ago. Just like a child, I naturally would not think of creating a method that can directly lead to the realm of a saint."

Hong Qishang thought about it and felt that this was the case.

Fang Yang is indeed the leader, but he has just embarked on the path of cultivation for more than a year, and he has to carve out his own path as a saint.

Such a person is either a fool or a noble person!

Obviously, Fang Yang was neither.

"Buzz buzz..."

When these flying eagles buzzed and chirped, Fang Yang suddenly felt his soul, which was shaped like a white-feathered eagle, tremble slightly.

Because of this, he was able to sense the emotions conveyed by the flying eagles, which was extremely impressive.

thereafter.

Fang Yang left the Eagle's Nest, and then went to the Beehive and Qinglu Forest Park.

He wanted to see if he could understand the exchange between the bee-bug beast and the green deer beast.

Unfortunately, he could not understand these two types of ferocious beasts.

Now, he can only roughly feel the emotions of the flying eagles and ferocious beasts.

But that's it, Fang Yang is very satisfied, after all, he is not a real slave cultivator.

"Your Majesty."

"By selling or taking care of a lot of potted grass, I created three small resource points, including a fish pond, a medicine garden and a silkworm bamboo house."

"Although we have to throw away a large amount of yuan stones now, it only takes three months to earn back and form good benefits."

"And by that time, our White Feather Eagle tribe will have three more pillars, and the entire tribe will definitely be more prosperous and prosperous."

"The average Bronze Tribe will look at our backs from afar, and they will be envious and jealous..."

Lu Yao walked out quickly.

She stopped Fang Yang who wanted to leave Qinglu Forest Park.

At this moment, she was reporting her work to Fang Yang and talking about her grand blueprint for the future.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the mountains, slanting less toward Qinglu Forest Park, and also slants on Lu Yao's exquisite body, making her seem to sparkle and be very dazzling.

At this moment, Lu Yao was no longer the sika deer who was so confused and painful that she was at a loss to find her people.

She transformed into a delicate rose that held the power of the clan. While full of vitality, she was also full of poisonous dangers.

"I believe you." Fang Yang said softly.

His words immediately made Lu Yao tremble all over, as if she had been shocked by electricity, and she was shaking and excited.

Suddenly, Fang Yang continued: "I recognize your ability, but don't forget to neglect your own practice. Without you in the White Feather Eagle tribe, I will be very troubled."

"Yeah!" Lu Yao nodded heavily, a strange light shining in her beautiful eyes.

…

Medicine Hall Headquarters.

Some cabin.

Ever since she was stung by Fang Yang's indifferent attitude, Chen Ying left Canheyun Island without looking back.

Too much.

unacceptable.

For the first time, she discovered that Fang Yang was so annoying.

Therefore, she returned to her hut, closed the door tightly, silently licked her wounds, and felt unhappy.

Under such circumstances, she did not know about the battle between Fang Yang and Dongfang Moran, let alone the information about the injustice suffered by Fang Yang.

On this day, the dark clouds dispersed and the sun shone brightly.

Because Chen Ying had not shown up for a long time, her cousin "Chen Qingnian" personally visited her and dragged her out.

Finally, she took the door.

A quarter of an hour later.

"What, Fang Yang is so miserable?" Chen Ying exclaimed, surprising others.

"Yes, but Fang Yang still won in the end, which is amazing." Cousin Chen Qingnian replied.

At this moment, a flash of light suddenly flashed in Chen Ying's mind.

Her brain, which had been stagnant for nearly ten days and had not been used, suddenly started to work rapidly.

In just a moment, Chen Ying had a rough idea of ​​the matter.

Bingxue was smart, and she immediately understood that the commander behind Dongfang Xuan was definitely a big shot named Sen!

"In other words, it is very likely that Sen Hui and Fang Yang will not end up together?!"

When Chen Ying came to this conclusion in her mind, Chen Ying's heart, which had been silent for a long time, became hot again and was pounding.

She suddenly realized that she actually still had a chance to combine swords with Fang Yang, dominate one side, and be happy and free? !

"Sixth sister, what's wrong with you? You feel weird today?" Cousin Chen Qingnian asked, turning her head.

At this time, Chen Ying stood up slowly, wearing a purple palace skirt that could not hide her proud figure.

I could only hear her saying in a complicated tone:

"Once upon a time, I loved a magnificent flying eagle.

This handsome flying eagle is my first favorite.

He and I ruled the roost, knew ourselves and loved each other, and we spent many wonderful and happy times together.

But a year ago, he and I were forced to become separated due to some changes.

When I saw this handsome flying eagle again, I found that he had a new bond.

Now Shenjun Feiying may be returning to the mountains and forests, but I still miss him and want to find him back.

Do you think I will succeed? "

After hearing this, Chen Qingnian felt numb.

She naturally knew what the flying eagle Chen Ying was referring to.

It is nothing more than the most outstanding talent and the most popular leader among girls of his generation - Fang Yang!

Chen Qingnian wanted to shake her head, and wanted to persuade Chen Ying to be more free and easy-going, and stop thinking about looking back at the past.

At least, don't get entangled with Fang Yang anymore.

After all, now that everyone has a bright future, it's best for everyone to look to the future.

But with Chen Ying's proud temperament, how could she change her mind.

Especially after being suppressed by Sen Hui at every turn, Chen Qingnian couldn't tell whether her cousin Chen Ying really couldn't let go of Fang Yang, or whether she just wanted to defeat Sen Hui.

So, Chen Qingnian replied: "As long as you are happy."

"As long as I'm happy? Of course I'm happy, I'm extremely happy, hee hee hee..." Chen Ying smiled slightly.