Demon Becoming the Lord

Zuo Pingping, Zuo Sen and Zuo's elders in the yard of the Zuo family in Tsing Yi City. After hearing Zuo Jian's account of the duel with Xiao Lang, the three frowned. Zuo Pingping’s eyes were filled with coldness and doubt, Zuo Sen He hesitated and said: "Monster tentacle? Very long? Can the evil spirit be invisible?"

As for Xiao Lang's methods, the three people, including Zuo Pingping, were unheard of, but Zuo Pingping suddenly said, "Is the information from the scouts who investigated the Alishan tribe coming back?"

"There should be news, I'll go through the next file!"

The old elder left immediately bowed and left, and returned after a moment, and replied: "There has been news that there is indeed the Alishan clan in the barbarian mountain range, but the family's spies are afraid to go deep because there are powerful profound beasts. They found out in many barbarians’ stockades that the Alishan tribe is very powerful, a royal family from the barbarian mountains. It is said that their patriarchs and high priests are very powerful, possessing weird magical powers that can destroy the world and destroy the earth. It may be the magic used by evil spirits. !"

Zuo Pingping's brows became more frowning. Zuo Jian not only lost the duel, but also provoked a strong opponent for the Zuo family, which caused her a terrible headache.

The Zuo family always took a peek at Zuo Pingping and reported it again: "The patriarch, the military **** announced that he recruited evil spirits as a righteous son in the morning, and there was news from the Imperial Capital just now that Xiao Lang appeared in the Death Mountain again and killed several scouts in the family! "

Zuo Sen raised his brows, his body trembled, and suddenly he said, "Lone alone recruits evil spirits as righteous sons? This is suspicious! The time the evil spirits appeared in northern Xinjiang is also suspicious. Do you think the patriarch could be Xiao Lang? "

As soon as Zuo Sen said, Zuo Jian and Zuo's elders were shocked. Zuo Pingping's eyes showed a glimmer of light, and then he waved his hand and said, "It shouldn't be that Xiao Lang is the soul of the grass vine. His grass vine sneak attack. The king can kill. If it was Xiao Lang, Zuo Jian might have died in this situation yesterday, and his spirit attack has obvious characteristics, which no one can imitate."

Zuo Sen and Zuo's parents nodded secretly. In this situation last night, if it was really Xiao Lang, Zuo Jian might have become a skeleton at this moment.

Zuo Jian still said suspiciously, "The tentacle that attacked me last night was also purple. Could it be Xiao Lang's grass vine?"

"idiot!"

Zuo Pingping scolded furiously: "Cao Teng is a divine soul, can a divine soul be an entity? Can it smash you? Can drag you to the ground? Tsingyi City is a million miles away from the Death Mountain, can he have a clone? Last night? Go to Death Mountain? You idiot wastes pig's brain, you are more than success if you fail!"

Zuo Jian was stunned, he didn't dare to put a fart, his face became gloomy, and his head fell dejected. The duel last night obviously hit him hard, and he was even more ashamed to be scolded by Zuo Pingping at this moment. Zuo Sen and Zuo's parents are no longer wondering, they just looked at Zuo Jian a little worried.

Zuo Pingping stood up, her anger became heavier, stared at Zuo Jian a few times, and ordered: "It's all rubbish, Zuo Ming Zuo Xi has offended a Xiao Lang, and you have offended another evil spirit, and the Zuo family will be defeated sooner or later. In your hands. Don’t go to Autumn Hunting, go back to the City of Beacon, and practice honestly, when will you eliminate the demons, stabilize your mood and then come out again, if you haven’t made a breakthrough in your life, just die in the City of Beacon!"

Zuo Jian walked out honestly, rode his horse out of Tsing Yi City under the guard of the family, and went to retreat in the beacon city controlled by Zuo's family. In the Zuo family, Zuo Pingping has the highest authority, and no one dares to refute or defy.

As Zuo Sen watched his son leave, he didn't dare to say a word. Instead, the elder Zuo couldn't bear to say, "Patriarch, is this pressing Zuo Jian too hard? If he really does not recover, it will be troublesome."

"Too cruel? You know what a fart!"

Zuo Pingping squinted and sighed, "Zuo Jian is proud of his heart. This failure is good for him. If he can get out of the shadow of his heart, he will have the opportunity to aspire to the strongest. Otherwise, even with his temper, even Cultivating to become a strong person is a dead end in the end!"

Zuo Sen thoughtfully, the elder Zuo also understood what Zuo Pingping meant and nodded. Zuo Pingping pondered for a moment and ordered again: "Continue to search for Xiao Lang, find his hiding place and report back immediately. The evil spirits don't move him, draw him in, at least let him have no hostility to Zuo's family. One day alone, he is still a marshal. , Don't move him for a day!"

...

Outside Dongfang Bai's mansion, Xiao Lang swaggered forward with hundreds of guards riding a war horse. He had been busy all night, but today Xiao Lang's spirit was not a little sluggish, but rather excited.

Because Duguxing publicly announced that he was enrolled as a righteous son, and decided to enroll him as a hussar general.

Although Xiao Lang didn't know if Du Guxing did so, it would make people doubt. But Lonely Way's brain was much easier to use than him, and last night Qing Ming took him to explore the Death Mountain again, and Xiao Lang was more relieved.

He finally has a transcendent identity and can openly pursue the opportunity of Dongfang Hongdou!

Duguxing is the uncrowned king of Northern Xinjiang, the identity of the godly son of the army, enough for him to match Dongfang Hongdou.

The door of the Dongfang family was opened wide. Although Xiao Lang was recruited by Duguxing, the Dongfang family showed enough sincerity and an elder came to receive him personally.

Under the leadership of the Dongfang elders, Xiao Lang paid respect to the head of the Dongfang family, Dongfang Hongdou's father Dongfang Yi. Dongfang Yi apparently didn't know his true identity, and he was not indifferent to him, and after a few polite words, let people take him to visit Dongfang Bai.

Dongfang Bai waved back the maid, without a smile on her face, but asked in a very suspicious manner: "Boy, do you want to sing alone? Openly recruiting you as a son, it's easy for people to think of your true identity!"

Xiao Lang was secretly shocked, and he was right that Dongfang Bai recognized his identity. I don’t know if Dongfang Hongdou told it, or he saw it. He smiled bitterly and said, "I don’t know what the foster father thinks. By the way...Guo Shi, how do you know my true identity? Did Hong Dou tell you?"

Dongfang Bai didn't reply, but instead asked: "Did you reveal your identity in a duel with Zuo Jian last night? Or reveal your grass vine? Do you really possess witchcraft?"

Xiao Lang knew what Dongfang Bai was worried about. He frowned and said, "My grass and vines have mutated. Now they can become entities and become very long. As for my witchcraft, of course it is fake. It came out. I didn't use the swallowing ability last night. As for whether Zuo Jian has discovered it, or whether Zuo Jia has any doubt at this moment, I don't know!"

"Mutated? You release the grass vine for a while and let me see?"

Dongfang Bai was shocked and hesitated when he saw Xiao Lang's eyes and said: "Don't worry, I won't even tell Red Bean about this. There will be no others here. Just release it!"

Xiao Lang pondered for a moment, determined to believe this old man, just because he was Dongfang Hongdou's grandfather, summoning the soul, immediately a piece of grass vines quickly turned into a phantom and gleamed out of his back, and then instantly turned into an entity, staying for a while, Then I took it back in a flash.

Dongfang Bai's eyes shrank when he saw it, and then asked thoughtfully: "Luo Xing knows that your grass and vines can turn into entities, right?"

Xiao Lang nodded and said, "Yes, he asked me carefully about the details of the battle when I went back last night, and Qing Ming also knew it!"

"Haha!"

Dongfang Bai laughed and touched his gray beard and said comfortedly: "Okay, you can play as a demon in the future! No one will question your identity, the spirits are all phantoms, as long as you are not in front of outsiders If you swallow magical powers, no one will question your identity!"