Chapter 500: Raging Blade

The boy named Dao Ji is the grandson of Dao Wen, the owner of the processing shop, but he is not the heir of the processing shop - he is not interested in equipment forging.

Except for the time when he received hunter training with his childhood sweetheart Ai Cao, Dao Ji spent most of his time with Ai Lu and the Fanghounds in the village.

Considering his love for small animals, the village chief Pu Xian gave him the job of taking care of the cats and dogs in the village.

When Feng Ying brought the third princess to Dao Ji, it was almost dark. He was still combing the hair of several Fanghounds in the small square by the lake behind the village.

As long as it was related to Fanghounds, he would not feel tired.

"Next."

Feng Ying threw the things in her hand to Dao Ji, and the boy hurriedly caught them. They were several rice balls wrapped in lotus leaves.

"I knew you didn't have dinner, so I bought them for you on the way here."

Dao Ji touched the back of his head embarrassedly and bowed his head and said: "Thank you, sister Feng Ying."

Feng Ying and Dao Ji have a good relationship. A very important part of the reason is that they both choose the same weapons, shield axes.

As a new weapon that has been developed for less than two years, only the two new generations in Yanhuo Village are using it.

During the time Fengying returned to Yanhuo Village, Daoji also asked her many questions about the skills of using shield and axe.

This made Fengying feel proud that "I am also a senior!"

"Sister Fengying, today..."

Daoji raised his head and was about to say something to Fengying, but his eyes fell on the fat and out-of-shape tooth hound following behind the third princess.

He opened his mouth in shock, and the rice ball in his hand fell to the ground.

"Lieliefeng?!"

"You can recognize him even though he is so fat?" Fengying was full of admiration.

Daoji almost rolled and crawled to Liefeng, and his hands kept kneading and patting the fat dog's neck, chest, limbs, and paws.

The fat dog seemed to still remember him and licked him twice with his tongue. Faced with such an intimate gesture, Daoji was not happy now.

"How is it! I took great care of Liefeng!" The third princess proudly put her hands on her waist.

"Asshole! I shouldn't have handed Liefeng to you!"

Dao Ji, who always gave people the impression of being polite and shy, suddenly yelled at the third princess, "It's still in the growth stage! How can you feed it so fat! Not only will it put a lot of pressure on the joints and heart, but it will also affect the development of bones and muscles. If it continues like this, it will die of obesity!"

The third princess, who was sprayed with saliva, froze. No one had ever dared to talk to her like this, but this was not the point.

"What do you mean by fat death?!"

Feng Ying pressed down Dao Ji, who was baring his teeth and claws and had lost his mind.

She stared at the third princess and said, "The tooth hound has been a hound since ancient times. High-intensity exercise and a diet structure dominated by meat are necessary conditions to maintain its health.

With your reckless feeding method and not letting Liefeng exercise, it would be strange if there were no problems with his body!"

"Then, then what should I do?"

The third princess, who always looked arrogant, also panicked.

The tooth hound Liefeng, who she raised from a furry ball that she could hold in her arms to such a big size now, holds a very important position in her heart, not much less than Fengying, her "only friend".

"Get out of here! I'll take care of it from now on!" Dao Ji, who wanted to push the third princess, was stopped by Fengying, and said viciously, then hugged Liefeng, opened his mouth and pulled his tongue, and examined it carefully.

The third princess looked at a loss, and Liefeng suddenly shook off Dao Ji beside him, came to her side, and rubbed her with his fat head to comfort her.

From Liefeng's attitude towards the third princess, it can be seen that the latter is really good to it, otherwise, with the intelligence of the tooth hound close to that of humans, it would not show such a degree of closeness to her.

Dao Ji, who discovered this, took a deep breath and calmed down his anger, but his tone was still cold and hard, "From now on, you are not allowed to feed Lie Feng anything. I will prepare it for him.

I need to further check its skeletal muscle development. No matter what, it must be restored to a healthy body shape as soon as possible!"

"Well, is there anything else I can do, such as taking it to exercise?" The third princess rarely showed her weak side.

The maid behind her almost popped her eyes.

"No need." Dao Ji said coldly: "It's too fat. Excessive or inappropriate exercise puts a lot of pressure on the joints and heart. I will arrange everything.

If you have to say what you can do, give it a more suitable owner. I was too naive before. The tooth hound is a hound after all, not a noble pet."

"No!" The third princess screamed and hugged Lie Feng's neck.

"Absolutely not!"

"Ah, what did you say? You have an excellent fang hound to introduce to me?"

Faced with Feng Ying and the third princess who suddenly came to his door, An Xier was quite surprised. After hearing Feng Ying's words to introduce a fang hound to him, he felt even more puzzled.

"But I just asked Dao Ji yesterday afternoon, and he said there is no fang hound in the village looking for an owner?"

"Not the owner, ja!" The third princess jumped out and emphasized.

"It is just giving you the privilege of being a hunting partner with it! Its owner can only be a concubine forever, and I will not accept any rebuttal, ja!"

An Xier temporarily put aside the question of "Why did the third princess appear in Yanhuo Village" and simply summarized the words of the two girls in front of him.

"In other words, the princess has a toothed hound, and you want me to be that toothed hound's hunting partner?"

"That's right!"

The third princess, who had returned to her usual arrogant look, held her chin high and said, "Sterling family, why don't you accept it gratefully?"

Anhir ignored this arrogant brat.

He was not going to obey the "orders" of the third princess unconditionally. This guy was famous for his willfulness, and there was no disrespect to the royal family.

What's more, his sister and the third prince's sister are good friends. With this relationship, the third prince can't do anything to him as long as he doesn't take the initiative to offend.

"So, is there something wrong with that tooth hound?" From the overly proactive attitude of Feng Ying and the third princess, Anxier immediately noticed something strange.

The two girls looked away at the same time.

Anhir: "."

He was more confident in his judgment.

"Ahem."

Feng Ying cleared her throat and started to make up lies, "No problem, Liefeng is an excellent child with outstanding talent. If you don't believe me, ask Daoji.

The name of Lifeng comes from the spine of the sword, which means that it is as powerful as fire and as fast as wind! "

Ancier snorted. Apart from knowing that the tooth hound was named "Gale", he didn't believe a word of it.

"Ah! You are not allowed to look down on Xiaofengja!"

The third princess was furious when she felt An Xil's disdain. Unlike Feng Ying's pessimistic attitude, she truly believed that Liefeng was the best tooth hound in the world.

Even if it is so fat that it can hardly walk.

The third princess's voice was sharp, "Xiao Feng is at the spine of the sword now. If you don't believe it, you can follow us to see Jia!"

After saying that, she turned around and left Ancier's room, walking towards the entourage square with her head held high.

Seeing the confident and proud look of the third princess, Anhil couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Could it be that I misunderstood? Is that really an outstanding tooth hound?

With the idea of ​​"seeing is believing", Anhil straightened his clothes and collar and followed.

Feng Ying twitched the corner of her mouth and fell behind them.

Not long after, they came to the entourage square and saw Gale Feng walking along the sword spine.

Anhir looked stunned.

"Are this pig's legs a bit long?"