Demon Becoming the Lord

"The army of the dynasty has been defeated again? A genius from the top ten families of the He family was beheaded? The son of the city lord of the Eastern Xuanwu City was also killed? More than 20,000 people have died recently? Only Zuo Jian won again? Cang won a small game? Dongfang proudly got hurt and played again?"

Xiao Lang and One Hundred Red Guards rushed towards the Dragon City, blocking and reporting the war in the psychedelic forest along the way, shocking both Xiao Lang and Qianxun.

This time, the peerless geniuses of the princes of the Blood Dynasty are indeed very predictable. It is estimated that the troops they bring are also the most elite troops of the Blood Dynasty.

The previous war dynasty was defeated, and the general dude reserve commander was obviously scared out of his courage, and no one was going to die. The young leaders who can fight in the psychedelic forest are obviously very promising young leaders, and they still lose again and again.

If it weren't for Zuo Jian to withstand, I'm afraid that the face of the younger generation of Zhan Dynasty will be lost at this moment. Everyone was defeated, and only Zuo Jian won both battles. Although the elite children of the Zuo family had contributed, Xiao Lang had to admire that this person was indeed an individual talent, at least the younger generation was unmatched.

If Zuo Jian cut the heads of two blood dynasty princes or blood sect outer disciples, he would definitely be the king of this generation.

What is the king?

It means that the enemy of the same generation can be killed in fear, and the son of the same generation is afraid. Leading the coquettish, arrogant.

The king of Xiao Budie’s generation was Xiao Budie, so Zuo Pingping had a crush on him, Dongfang Bai was afraid of him against the current, and Xiao Budie was the first place in the palace feast. The second-generation king was also from the Xiao family. Emperor Xiao Qing was the first son when he was in the imperial capital. He showed his peerless military talent when he came to northern Xinjiang. He was praised by the head of the Zuo family as the second in Xiao Yanshui, so He was killed.

Now in this generation, Zuo Jian has proved with his own strength and military exploits that he is qualified to sit in that position and lead the Zuo family to glory for a hundred years, overwhelming the rest of the family.

The struggle between the families is extremely cruel, and the families treat their children even more cruelly. Such as Chamu, such as Ni Cang, such as Dongfang Auran. They may die in the psychedelic forest at any time, but in order to choose a lion king from a group of lions, and lead the family to glory. All aristocratic families not only condone, but encourage young children to take risks and fight hard, let them prove themselves with a knife in their hands, or stay in this land forever...

Back in Longya City, Longya Feier was extremely excited, and waited outside the general's mansion in person. When Xiao Lang said that the Red Guard's trap technique could barely get out of the training, a pretty face was even more happy, and he sprinkled a lot of bounty to let everyone take a three-day holiday, and then went to the psychedelic forest to fight in three days.

Countless people received the bounty, some of which were sent back to their homes, and then everyone went straight to the south brothel of Longya City to enjoy and relax their hearts. Because they don't know if they can come back this time, and if they don't spend it now, will the money be left on the body to give to the Blood Dynasty if they die?

Qianxun has gone too, his nervous mind needs to relax, and the hostility lurking in hunting the profound beast needs to be resolved. But Xiao Lang still didn't go, and he was quietly practicing in the courtyard of the Red Guard's residence.

At sunset, thick clouds and fog entangled in the sky, and the setting sun can only take a little gap, and shoot a crimson glow, like a swimming fish in the deep sea, occasionally rolling with golden scales.

There was no one in the courtyard, and Xiao Lang was a little boring after his cultivation, standing alone in the courtyard, staring at the sunset in a daze. I thought of Madam Ya from Yaowanggu, Xiao Qingyi and Xiaodao in the Hidden Sect, and the clever silly girl Dongfang Hongdou.

He suddenly jumped up, sitting on the fence on the edge of the yard, plucking a leaf and blowing a weird tune, and the whole person was silent in an inexplicable mood.

The tune is a song from a previous life, a little sad, some missed, and some sad. Xiao Lang went in completely silent, so that a graceful figure floated out of the nearby Feiyu Pavilion without knowing it.

"Ok?"

When the pale yellow figure floated on the wall, Xiao Lang finally noticed it but didn't care, still sitting on the wall and blowing his head down quietly.

And that figure didn't move after it got on the wall, and actually sat on the wall like Xiao Lang, with his legs hanging in the air, and a pretty face was filled with sadness and longing, it turned out to be Long Ya Feier.

At the end of the song, both of them fell into some kind of inexplicable sadness. Long Yafeier only spoke a long time later: "Youxie, are you missing your relatives?"

Xiao Lang didn't look back and nodded faintly. He looked into the distance and said with a smile: "Ms. Bingxue is smart. You can guess it!"

Long Yafei'er was praised by Xiao Lang, a little cheerful, turned to look at Xiao Lang's cold face, and asked, "There is no one in the yard, why don't you let them have fun? You said you are Ali. The young patriarch of the mountain clan, don't they look down on those brothel women?"

"I can't talk about looking down on them, and I didn't look down on them. They are also suffering, and they are also earning money from their own labor. They are better than those young beggars, right? And many of them are forced, otherwise who would fall for themselves. ?"

Xiao Lang smiled faintly and his eyes were calm. At this moment, the two seemed to have forgotten their status and inferiority and talked like two ordinary friends.

Long Ya Feier thoughtfully, suddenly stared at Xiao Lang curiously, and then he indulged for a moment and said: "Demon, I found that you seem to have a special temperament, which can give people a sense of security and closeness. You are There must be many women in the clan who like you?"

"Not bad!"

Xiao Lang was slightly surprised, this Long Ya Feier must not like him, otherwise, as long as there is a little ambiguous relationship, I am afraid Long Ya Ruo will let people chop him immediately.

Immediately pretending to be squinted, turned his head and stared at Longya Feier and said, "My father and the king prepared an 18-year-old concubine for me. There are also many beautiful girls in the clan who like me. Miss you will not like me. Are you going to be my nineteenth concubine?"

"roll!"

Longya Feier was really angry immediately, and said, "Cool over there, stay there, how can this lady like you as the first lady in Northern Xinjiang? This lady's prince must be a younger generation The king, you can kill the enemy when you get on horse, and you can chant poems when you get off the horse. He must be as dedicated to me as his father!"

"Yes, your subordinates will find a cool place to stay!"

Xiao Lang's goal was achieved, and he immediately threw his hands over and shouted, then turned over and walked down the palace wall, and ran into the courtyard.

"What are you doing so fast? This lady is not a tiger?"

Long Ya Fei'er smiled blankly, her appearance is considered superior, and at this moment, under the sunset, she is beautiful and pure, very attractive.

She covered her mouth and looked at Xiao Lang's back from the desert, vaguely remembering the time when she was drunk, Xiao Lang gently patted her back in the carriage, lifted up her hair, a touch of tenderness appeared in her eyes, and she whispered quietly. "You are a good person. Of course you are not qualified to be the lover of this young lady, but it's okay to be a brother. It's a pity that you are a barbarian, and your strength is too low..."