442: C442 The Falcon Cower

C442 The Falcon Cower

3"Xiao Ya, don't be rude. He's the falcon king!" Wang Yao looked at the situation nervously before quickly stopping Xiao Ya.

"What …" He … "You must be joking, leader Yao Yao. You're getting more and more of a joke. Is this old man … the Falcon?" Xiao Ya was initially stunned, but within a second, she was laughing herself out loud while leaning back and forth in front of the falcon.

"Am I really that bad?" the falcon asked as it stroked its hair unconfidently.

"The falcon is truly a brave and valiant warrior. Look at how weak you are. Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself? And you call yourself the falcon? What a joke!" Xiao Ya scolded the falcon.

I, Li Yan, Wang Yao, and Shangguan Lulu were all stunned. We all thought that the falcon was about to fly into a rage, but we never thought that the falcon would admit defeat.

"Have you seen the Falcon?" the falcon asked weakly.

"No," Xiao Ya shook her head.

"Then what do you think the falcon should be like?" The falcon didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He felt extremely helpless.

In life, there will be a situation like this when Wang Baoqiang, fans suddenly came out to shout that I love you, is this embarrassing the baby or deliberately hit Liu Dehua.

"I think the Eagle King should have an extraordinary and valiant weapon. He's not a coward like you," Xiao Ya said noncommittally.

I felt like the Falcon was about to faint. After all, he was an elder, and I couldn't bear to see him continue to be tortured by Xiao Ya, a Cai Wenji. I decided to help him.

"Yao Yao, take care of your subordinates," I said to Wang Yao, who was riding on my back.

"Xiao Ya, he really is the Falcon King. You can't insult him like this. Hurry up and leave!" Wang Yao ordered. Xiao Ya was unconvinced, but she didn't say anything more due to Wang Yao's order.

After Xiao Ya left, the falcon unexpectedly began to cry with a heartbroken expression. Probably never had such an insult.

In our lives, we also often hurt others' self-esteem by choosing their looks. In fact, no matter who they are, their achievements have nothing to do with their looks.

"Grandpa Ying King has wronged you, sorry!" Wang Yao said embarrassedly.

"I was waiting here early this morning for you to bring me the wine. I didn't expect to be insulted, so what's the point of me living?" The Falcon looked as if he was about to die. Who would have thought that he was the strongest king in the forbidden area and even in the manor? The stronger he is, the more vulnerable I find him.

Powerful people were used to being flattered and flattered by others. They were used to being high and mighty. If they were to be hit by a little bit of pressure, it would directly hurt their glass self-esteem.

"Grandpa falcon, don't be sad. You're too old, don't lose your temper!" Wang Yao continued to comfort him.

"Little girl, do you think that I am old and useless now? Ah … "Oh my god!" The falcon grew even more upset.

I stood up slowly, dusted myself off, walked over to the Falcon, and took a sip from his half-empty bottle of brandy.

"Good wine, a soft throat, ginseng and deer antler …" I couldn't help but sigh. I thought of the advertisement for the Wulang Golden Wine. Actually, I didn't understand alcohol at all. I felt that apart from spiciness, it was also bitterness.

"Do you have ginseng, deer antlers? Why didn't I drink it? "Come! Let me give it a try!" the falcon shouted excitedly. It was no longer as eager to die as it was before.

I handed the wine to the falcon without answering him. The falcon took a careful sip and frowned.

"No ginseng, deer antlers, ah?" The falcon looked at me in confusion.

"Indeed not. What I meant was that we need to soak in ginseng and deer antlers." The falcon had already forgotten about what happened earlier.

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