Demon Becoming the Lord

Yunyan Pavilion, the top floor.

Xiao Lang wore a brand-new black samurai robe, a black cloak, and a big glamorous bald head with a mysterious weapon pinned to his waist, and walked in grandiosely.

Yun Zishan hosted a banquet in Yunyan Pavilion to entertain Xiao Lang, and there were only two people in the room.

The last time Zuo Jian enjoyed such a treatment, the distance between him and Yun Zishan has also narrowed a lot. Zuo Jian once said that he must win Yun Zishan, but Yun Zishan has not expressed his attitude.

At this moment Xiao Lang got his second chance.

There were several maids waiting outside the room, as well as two high-ranking warlords guarding them. Xiao Lang walked into the room under the leadership of a maid. The guards didn't let Xiao Lang remove the profound weapon. After all, he wanted to kill Yun Zishan with Xiao Lang's strength without any weapons at all. There were two warlords, if Xiao Lang dared to move, he would definitely not leave alive.

It is said that the room is actually a small hall. There is a square table on the left side of the hall. On it is a table of delicacies of mountains and seas. The candlelight around it is a bit dim, and the faint fragrance in the small hall makes the inside look a little ambiguous.

Xiao Lang walked in, but Yun Zishan did not see the figure. Xiao Lang swept his gaze to the room on the right. There was a bead curtain hanging on the door. There was a screen inside the bead curtain, obstructing the line of sight. It might be inside.

Xiao Lang had the urge to open the curtain, and he would be very happy if Yun Zishan peeed behind the screen. But he didn't move. The two warlords outside were not vegetarian.

He did not choose to sit down, pretending to observe in the small hall.

After a while, his heart trembled suddenly, because of his perverted detection ability, he found a pair of eyes behind the screen of the room secretly watching him.

"Hmph, this Nizi is still doubting my identity!"

Xiao Lang smiled secretly. He came to the banquet today to completely dispel her suspicion. As soon as his eyes turned, he had an idea.

He attached one hand to the profound tool, opened the cloak, and looked affectionate and deep. He stared at an ancient painting on the wall with a cold and charming expression.

It has been a few months since leaving the imperial capital. His body has quietly grown a lot taller. The constant tempering has made him perfect in shape. Although he is not comparable to Zuo Jian in appearance, his body shape is not inferior to him.

As expected, Yun Zishan peeked from behind the screen. From her perspective, she just saw Xiao Lang's well-defined face, combined with deep eyes, perfect body shape, and a tough man's masculine temperament.

But in the next second, this impression was immediately overturned in Yun Zishan's mind.

When Xiao Lang acted for a while, he swaggered to the side of the square table, and then unscrupulously grabbed an elbow and gnawed it, while gnawing it, muttering: "Mother of the thief, this princess said that she was a banquet to Lao Tzu. Huh? Do you let me dove?"

Yun Zishan frowned behind the screen, but he was relieved to think that Xiao Lang was a barbarian. But inwardly, he wondered again, is it true that the evil spirit is not Xiao Lang?

Although Xiao Lang's real body appeared on the side of the Death Mountain Range, the time when the monster appeared was too coincidental, and the attack power was astonishing when the realm was not high. How dare a savage barbarian dared to attack the left sword? These points made Yun Zishan extremely suspicious. Of course, it was more because of her sixth sense of a woman, she just felt like Xiao Lang, and there was no reason. Therefore, she did not refuse Xiao Lang's excessive request outside the Military God's Mansion.

With one elbow lowered, Xiao Lang grabbed the handkerchief on the table and wiped his mouth, then he glanced suspiciously, and unexpectedly peeked straight into the room.

Yun Zishan knew that he couldn't keep peeking in secret, coughed a few times, and walked slowly toward the door.

Xiao Lang grinned immediately and looked at Yun Zishan. Yun Zishan was still wearing a purple skirt tonight, but he was actually wearing a pink flower on his head. He combed a flying cloud bun, revealing a snow-white jade neck, a faintly shy color on a beautiful face, the combination of innocence and charming contradiction, made Xiao Lang's eyes straight and his mouth opened. There is a faint tendency to drool. Of course the former is true, the latter is obviously pretending...

"Ahem, hello, Young Master Yaoxie!"

Yun Zishan said slightly shyly, I don't know if that kind of look is pretending to be true, she looks ruthless but sentimental, you think she is sentimental, but she has a faint taste of rejection thousands of miles away. This feeling is the most attractive, anyway, at this moment Xiao Lang is a little moved.

Xiao Lang immediately blushed, grabbed the coquettish bald head, and grinned: "Hmm, I'm sorry, your majesty, you are so **** good-looking, several times more beautiful than the prettiest lady in my high priest. The evil spirit stared blankly for a while, please forgive me for being rude!"

Xiao Lang's vulgar words made Yun Zishan who grew up in the most well-regulated palace a little unacceptable. No one has been rude to her since childhood, let alone such swearing. wrong! Xiao Lang had been rude to her at Jiuxing Peak, so Yun Zishan felt that evil spirits were very similar to Xiao Lang.

So she said angrily: "Young patriarch, can you not speak so...rudely, they are girls!"

A beautiful woman is a beautiful woman, and she looks good when she is angry, even more attractive.

Xiao Lang didn't have the arrogant turn around that Yun Zishan had imagined. Instead, he smiled flatteringly, nodded his head vigorously, and kept saying, "It's the evil spirits that are wrong. I'll change it. Your Highness, don't be angry!"

Yun Zishan was a little disappointed. Xiao Lang once rejected Yun Zishan after Dongfang Hongdou's birthday party, so she thought Xiao Lang was a proud person. At this moment, Yaoxie's behavior was obviously not like his style, but she observed very carefully, Xiao Lang was not contrived.

How did she know that Xiao Lang grew up in a poor family, grew up in the mountains, and often wandered around the market. She was very familiar with the methods of these market rascals.

With a slight smile, Yun Zishan regained his composure, moved to the square table, sat on the side, pointed to the opposite side and signaled Xiao Lang to sit down, raised the jug and filled Xiao Lang with a glass, then he toasted and said, "Come, less Patriarch, Zishan congratulates you on your great achievements and capture the blood prince!"

Xiao Lang grinned, and touched the cup with Yun Zishan and drank his head up, but Yun Zishan just took a sip and was about to put down the cup, but Xiao Lang waved his hand: "Your Royal Highness, in accordance with the rules of my clan, You must drink up all the clinking glasses, otherwise you look down on my evil spirit!"

A faint contempt flashed in Yun Zishan's eyes. The barbarian is indeed a barbarian. He is so innocent that he can force a girl to have a drink?

However, under Xiao Lang's scorching eyes, Yun Zishan still didn't bother to care about him. She had a good drink volume and easily drank a glass of wine, but her face was slightly red, and her eyes were still very clear.

"Young patriarch, are you satisfied now?"

Taking a look at Xiao Lang, Yun Zishan took a square scarf and wiped his mouth. When he raised his head, his eyes were full of admiration, and he looked at Xiao Lang and said, "Young patriarch, Zishan is very curious, how did you capture Blood Red Moon? You know that there are three high-ranking warlords next to Blood Red Moon. ! Can you talk about the grand occasion?"

coming!

Xiao Lang knew that the Yunzi shirt had come to pull the bottom, such a beautiful woman, and also put on a look of worship, a man would be impulsive, immediately rushed to the blood, any secret would be revealed. If Xiao Lang conceals it at this moment, or speaks inappropriately, Yun Zishan's wisdom is easy to find, which arouses her suspicion.