When Su Yunliang and Shen Qinghong saw Feng Tianyang again, what they saw was him who looked like he had been hit hard.

I don't know what Zhaocai told him, Feng Tianyang was hit hard.

The little face was pale, and she was shaky like a ravaged little girl.

With such an obvious appearance, Su Yunliang couldn't do it even if he wanted to favor Zhaocai.

She sank her face and looked at Zhaocai with displeasure: "Say, what the hell did you do to him?"

Zhaocai was stunned for a moment, and soon screamed: "I didn't do anything, I just asked him a question, who knew that he would suddenly become like this!"

Feng Tianyang's face also changed, and he glanced at Su Yunliang with resentment.

Su Yunliang's words just now seemed to be what happened to him by being beckoned.

How could he be so useless?

He is the little prince of the phoenix clan, can he still be bullied by a miscellaneous parrot?

"What kind of eyes are you? Am I wrong?" Su Yunliang looked at Feng Tianyang coldly, "Let's talk about it first, how did Zhaocai bully you? Why did you suddenly become like this?"

Feng Tianyang rolled his eyes, subconsciously looked at Shen Qinghong, took out a piece of paper from his arms and unfolded it: "Zhaocai just said that this is your mother, is it true?"

Su Yunliang and Shen Qinghong looked at it, and what Feng Tianyang was holding in his hand was clearly the sketch that Su Yunliang had painted!

It was the first time Shen Qinghong saw this painting, and he was stunned when he saw it, until he noticed that Su Yunliang's face was wrong, and he guessed: "Ah Liang, this is what you painted?"

Su Yunliang nodded, staring at Zhaocai with an unkind gaze: "I drew it correctly, it's just, how can it be in your hands? Zhaocai, should you explain?"

Zhaocai shuddered: "I...... I just think she's so beautiful, like the girl of my dreams......"

As soon as it said this, it couldn't go on, Feng Tianyang and Shen Qinghong were staring at it!

The look was so scary, it was like plucking the feathers out of its body and making it into a roasted parrot.

Feng Tianyang was very angry, and the appearance of being hit just now seemed to be Su Yunliang's illusion.

He stared at Zhaocai: "Do you want to die? You dare to covet my mother, believe it or not, I turned you into a roasted parrot!"

But there was some regret in my heart, why wasn't the old bastard here, otherwise he would have watched a good show.

Shen Qinghong was much more restrained than him, and just said coldly: "Deduct one year of spiritual food." ”

However, it is such a simple six words, but it easily grasps the dead hole of fortune.

The bird feathers all over Zhaocai's body exploded instantly: "How can you be like this, I am not ashamed to ask for you!"

When Feng Tianyang heard this, he was also angry: "Don't be ashamed to ask, do you know how to use idioms? The young master is much more advanced than you!"

Su Yunliang listened to the topic becoming more and more biased, so he had to cough: "Feng Tianyang, you just said that the person in the painting is your mother?"

Feng Tianyang nodded subconsciously: "Of course she is my mother!"

After speaking, he looked at Shen Qinghong with some vigilance, for fear that Shen Qinghong would rob him.

Shen Qinghong frowned slightly, suspecting that he had made a mistake.

Su Yunliang said: "I remember the last time I asked you, the answer you gave me was that you didn't know her. ”

The more she spoke, the colder her voice became, as if a storm was brewing.

Feng Tianyang couldn't help but shudder, and said weakly: "I...... I thought she was looking for her, so I ......"