Demon Becoming the Lord

Zuo Ming was a little boring seeing Xiao Lang's refusal to take the move several times. Today, he was originally watching to attack Xiao Lang. Instead, Xiao Lang leisurely ate and drank and flirted with Dongfang Hongdou. They became depressed.

Looking at Xiao Yu next to him, he suddenly smiled and said, "Congratulations, Shao Yu, for awakening the heavenly spirits. Um... this time the spirit awakening ceremony is very good. I actually awakened ten heavenly spirits, and the dynasty is promising. All day long. They are all blood barbarians attacking our dynasty, and I must counterattack in the future, completely destroying the blood dynasty, and making my dynasty domineering!"

"Haha, Ming Shao has a lot of pride. The Dynasty needs a real hero like Ming Shao, not those who are self-righteous, but in fact are not rubbish..."

"Feng Shao refers to..."

"Who else can it be? That one that is a turtle with a shrunken head!"

As soon as Zuo Ming opened his mouth, some people started to provoke again. These people obviously intend to step on Xiao Lang under their feet completely today, and they will never turn over.

"Humph!"

Dongfang Hongdou finally couldn't help it. These young men came uninvited. It depends on the situation not to celebrate for her, but to make it clear that Xiao Lang was troubled and messed up.

She has always been hot-tempered in this issue. As the host, she began to tolerate everything. At this moment, she was provoked twice and three times.

Seeing Dongfang Hongdou trembling with anger, Xiao Lang was also angry. The girl is celebrating her birthday. Are you birdies endless?

Today is a good day for Dongfang Hongdou, but because of his own affairs, Dongfang Hongdou is unhappy, and Xiao Lang decided to make them unhappy.

He threw a piece of fatty meat on the table and said with a big smile: "Haha, red bean! Don't be angry, a few dogs barking and biting people everywhere, do you want to bite back?"

Succeeded in attracting everyone's attention, Dongfang Hongdou also stopped going crazy. Xiao Lang took a long sip of the wine glass leisurely, grabbed the handkerchief on the table, wiped his hands and stood up, his eyes became cold, and he looked at the young masters and said indifferently:

"It seems that you came to me on purpose to trouble you today, right? Yeah...you don't want to ridicule me. Miss Hongdou is celebrating her birthday today. Don't make the host feel upset, right? There are revenge and complaints. Don't hide it, don't look at me, Xiao Lang stand up uncomfortably, go out for a duel, never die!"

Qiang Qiang's words sounded loudly, and the audience was deadly silent.

duel?

Endless?

Zuo Ming is the strongest young lady in the audience, right?

It seems that Zuo Ming lost the duel with Xiao Lang last time, right?

Still not dying this time?

Who are they?

The one who can sit in the court is not the one who has a bright future for awakening the soul, or is it promising to awaken a powerful soul? Fight to death with an awakened soul? Leaving aside the young lady present, was she sure that she had taken Xiao Lang's life in the duel.

Even with certainty, who would dare to bet his precious life against a waste with no future?

The most important thing is that although Xiao Lang is a waste, he has a good grandpa. With Xiao Budie's fiery temper, let alone killing Xiao Lang, he would probably be mad if he dared to use the tricks to deal with Xiao Lang.

and so--

The result was obvious. No one dared to make a squeak. Even Zuo Ming lowered his head slightly and did not dare to look directly at Xiao Lang, for fear that he might provoke this mad dog and be bitten by him...

"I haven't planted them, right? Didn't everyone boast just now? Interesting to play like this? Obviously boring!"

Xiao Lang's cold words resounded throughout the hall, and this scene felt like an elder was training a junior, and it was very happy.

Dongfang Hongdou smiled at Xiao Lang's awe-inspiring face, Yun Zishan also watched Xiao Lang's eyes flash, her long eyelashes flicked, not knowing what she was thinking.

Chamu lowered her head, but her neck was flushed, and her body trembled slightly, apparently suppressing the urge to laugh in her heart.

The court was silent for a long time. Zuo Ming, Xiao Kuang and others still did not dare to speak, but Zuo Xi, the Miss Zuo Jia, sneered and muttered: "Huh, what is the bullishness now? If you have the ability to be bullish in a year? But I am afraid it will be a year later. Someone is no longer qualified to stay in the imperial capital, right?"

Xiao Lang laughed, glanced at Zuo Xi’s beautiful oval face, faintly said, “Everything is impermanent, who can be 100% sure about fate? Miss Zuo Xi, maybe one day I will be impulsive and violated Grandpa's previous advice, maybe I gave you that..."

With Xiao Budie's exhortation, everyone immediately remembered the palace feast, asking Xiao Lang not to go to Miss Zuo Jia. At this moment, Xiao Lang's expression was boundless, and he was a fool who knew what he meant by "that"?

Countless people roll their eyes upside down, some are itching with hatred, but others secretly admire.

They used to molest a good girl in the streets of the imperial capital for several months. You see how many times when people molested Miss Zuo Jia in front of so many people, the realm is obviously different.

"Hongdou, thank you for your invitation, Xiao Lang will always remember your kindness. Happy birthday to you again, um...I'm full, let's leave!"

Ignoring Zuo Xi's murderous gaze, Xiao Lang and Cha Mu nodded, preparing to leave.

Dongfang Hongdou watched Xiao Lang get up and leave with some faint disappointment. She confessed so directly on the carriage that day, she thought Xiao Lang would express something today, but today Xiao Lang looked softer, without any clear expression. , Which made her a little disappointed and sad.

The girl's reservedness made her afraid to speak again and again or make some kind of hint, and it was not easy to get up to see so many guests in the hall.

"I'm back to the palace too, son of a prodigal son, how about you sending this princess on the way?"

What surprised everyone was that Yun Zishan suddenly stood up, smiled at Dongfang Hongdou, and then walked out with Xiao Lang.

Xiao Lang turned his head, glanced at Yun Zishan, nodded faintly, and the two walked out of the hall side by side.

After leaving the side hall, the housemaid butler led the two towards the door of Dongfang's house. Both of them walked silently along the way, without saying a word.

Out of courtesy, Xiao Lang did not refuse Yun Zishan's companion. However, she sneered in her heart again and again. The princess suddenly showed her intimacy again, so she changed her attitude twice and three times. Isn't it tiring to wear a mask?

Yun Zishan walked down the road with her head down, her eyelashes flicked, and her peripheral light swept towards Xiao Lang from time to time, her cherry mouth pursed, not knowing what she was thinking.

Walking out of the Dongfang family compound, Qianxun waited by the carriage early, and Yun Zishan's guards were also crowded by a luxurious carriage. Seeing Yun Zishan, he immediately saluted.

"Prodigal son, can Zishan have a word with you?"

Yun Zishan finally spoke, raising his head and looking at Xiao Lang pitifully with a pair of autumn eyes, all imploring.

"Go over there!"

Xiao Lang nodded indifferently, and pointed to a small pond on the left side of Dongfang's gate.

Yun Zishan waved back his guard and walked to the pond with Xiao Lang. Xiao Lang looked at the distance and said nothing to Yun Zishan. Yun Zishan glanced at him, cast his eyes on the pond, and sighed faintly: "Xiao Lang, you have been in the Xiao family for a short time, and you may not understand the suffering of the big family and the royal family. I just want to say, you are so indifferent to you. , Sincerely... not what I meant!"

"I can understand."

Xiao Lang turned his head and looked at Yun Zishan, his eyes clear, without any mood swings at all.

Seeing these black and white eyes, Yun Zishan felt the aura of indifference coming from within, suddenly a little flustered, she lowered her eyelids, and her eyelashes trembled again. After a while, I mustered up the courage to look at Xiao Lang, bit his lip and said, "Xiao Lang, to be honest, Zishan still...something likes you. If you solve your martial arts problem, maybe we..."