Demon Becoming the Lord

Divine Soul Festival is the coldest days in winter, the emperor is in the north of the war dynasty, and it is even more icy. Xiao Lang's strength has reached the middle level of the warlord. This coldness is not a big deal on weekdays, but tonight seems to feel particularly cold !

Cold heart, heart ashamed!

Dongfang Hongdou and Xiao Qingyi's relief can only give his cold body some tenderness, but this warmth can't prevent the chill from deep in his soul.

He and Xiaodao had dinner and went back to their room silently. Neither of them said a word, and fell asleep together. Although they both closed their eyes, they knew that they would have insomnia tonight...

Waste spirit!

This made Xiao Lang feel more painful than being unable to awaken.

The young man, the first son of the imperial capital, the first son of the Xiao family, the prospective patriarch, and a peerless genius.

The dazzling auras turned into great mockery at the moment.

From a tall and talented young man to a waste, no one could feel the pain and loneliness in Xiao Lang's heart at this moment. It's like a high emperor, in one day the country breaks down and becomes a prisoner who can never stand up.

Coming to this strange world, he has never had any ambitions. Only under the influence of Xiao Qingyi's ears and eyes, he determined to become a strong man, able to control his own life, paralyzed his legs, and showed the most beautiful smile for the woman who had suffered for his life.

Today, Xiao Qingyi did welcome his return with a smile, but he was very clear about how painful and lonely Xiao Qingyi's heart should be. I am afraid she will be sleepless tonight...

He felt like a sinner, making his favorite aunt so sad. It's just that he can't cry, nor can he vent his dissatisfaction, he can only bear it silently, silently closing his eyes and pretending to be asleep.

The knife did not snoring in the past, but his body did not move. Xiao Lang knew that he must be pretending to be asleep, and wanted to comfort the knife, but found that he could not say anything.

Sleepless night!

The sky was already bright, Xiao Lang and Xiaodao didn't get up to practice as usual, and both of them lay upright on the bed, seemingly not even interested in cultivation.

As time passed bit by bit, both of them opened their eyes, but they were all at a loss. They didn't speak or move. They just lay down quietly.

call out!

At the time when they usually finished cultivating profound energy, the two of them stood up at the same time, looked at each other, silently got up and went to the bathroom next to them to wash up, and then grudgingly laughed, and walked towards the hall calmly.

"Aunt!"

As usual, Xiao Lang and Xiaodao smiled and shouted at Xiao Qingyi. Xiao Qingyi's face didn't see any strangeness, but just nodded, and the three of them began to eat early, as if nothing had happened.

Xiao Qingyi always had a faint smile on her face, quietly watching the two children eating cakes. Xiao Lang and Xiaodao seemed to have a "good" appetite and ate a lot. After eating, both of them were a little confused. Normally, after both of them had finished eating, they would immediately leave to practice in the backyard, but what should they do today?

Or go to the backyard to practice?

"Cultivation? Haha!"

The corner of Xiao Lang's mouth showed a touch of self-deprecating, he was a useless person, what else did he cultivate?

Just... what can you do without practicing?

Rustling.

At this time, a slight footstep sounded, and Old Zen walked in with a gloomy expression. After saluting Xiao Qingyi, he said, "Master Lang, please, please!"

Xiao Qinglong?

Xiao Lang's eyes shrank, what good can Xiao Qinglong ask himself to do at this time?

Xiao Qingyi faintly waved his hand and said, "Lang'er, go, don't rush to agree to any questions. Come back and talk to me before making a decision. The knife will take a day off today. Don't practice. I'll talk to you again tonight!"

Xiao Lang followed the old Zen to the east courtyard, and finally entered the family elders' pavilion.

There are many elders sitting in the elders' pavilion at this moment, Xiao Lang only knows a few, after he faintly saluted, he cast his eyes on Xiao Qinglong who was sitting in the first place.

Xiao Qinglong smiled and said amiably: "Xiao Lang, the five bachelors once again issued an invitation letter inviting you to enter the Shige. The family elders have discussed and agreed to let you go to the Shige. I hope you will study hard and become A literary master like Master Song of the Yu Dynasty!"

"Bachelor's Pavilion?"

Xiao Lang's face changed, he knew what kind of knowledge, those five poems were copied, and he would definitely be exposed when he went to the scholar's pavilion. Besides, he has no interest in this kind of literary things. It is more difficult for him to stay with a group of old antiques than to kill him.

Most importantly... the family has agreed?

Is this asking for his opinion, or is it just giving orders?

He was very upset in his heart. Without hesitation, he directly refused: "I'm sorry, Patriarch, I have vowed not to write poetry again, so I will never go to the scholar's pavilion!"

As soon as Xiao Lang's words fell, countless elders' faces suddenly became gloomy, Xiao Qinglong's eyes also flashed a trace of anger, took a sip of tea, suppressed the inner anger, and said as calmly as possible: "This is a joint discussion by the family elders. The result is the highest order of the family!"

Xiao Lang was also angry. As soon as he got angry, he said directly: "If you want to go, I won't go anyway!"

"Humph!"

An elder quit, and hummed coldly: "Xiao Lang, do you dare to violate the order of the elder hall?"

Xiao Lang turned his head and saw that this elder had some impression that Xiao Buhuo's son was Xiao Qingbao, a powerful elder in the family.

Xiao Lang strongly suppressed his unhappiness, and calmly said, "Everyone has his own choice, right? My life is my own decision. Thank you for your family's kindness. I don't like it. It's useless for you to force me. Tied to the Bachelor's Pavilion?"

"presumptuous!"

Xiao Qingbao slapped the table next to him coldly, and scolded him coldly: "What is your attitude? Have you forgotten the rules of the Xiao family? Every child of the Xiao family must work hard to revitalize the family's glory. Family, consume so much resources of the Xiao family, how can you not think about the Xiao family? Choose? What else do you have? You awakened a dead soul, do you still want to continue to practice martial arts? What can you do if you don't practice martial arts? Xiao Don't raise waste at home!"

"you…"

Xiao Lang's expression was completely cold, and he tried to refute, only to find that his mouth was bitter and he didn't know what to say.

"Xiao Lang, this family is for your sake. Even if the patriarch comes back, he will definitely agree to it. You can no longer practice martial arts. In the future, at most, you will be a deacon in the family, or a small town leader outside. In this life What can you do? Let's listen to some uncles and uncles to persuade you!"

"Yes, Xiao Lang, working hard to study academics, this is also a way to get ahead. Although the civil servants are despised by the families, they are all high-ranking dynasties. You can also make some contributions to the Xiao family!"

"..."

Several elders spoke one after another, and persuaded them bitterly, but there was a touch of mockery and contempt in the depths of their eyes that could not be hidden.

You are a trash now, do you think you are the first son of some imperial capital, a peerless genius of the Xiao family?

Countless elders expressed such a strong idea, deeply pierced into Xiao Lang's heart, making him feel breathless.

He looked at each of his faces coldly and laughed at himself. When Xiao Bu died, he showed his aptitude against the sky. Before he awakened his spirit, how could these people dare to show such a face?

This world is really cruel, and people without strength can only be humiliated by mermaids.

Xiao Qinglong waved his hand and looked at Xiao Lang who was stunned and couldn't refute a word, and he said: "It's so decided. Today I will take a day off, and tomorrow I will ask you to take you to the Xueshi Pavilion to report!"