A flock of lambs, the old sheep will teach them to graze, run away from predators, and if the young sheep have a fight, the old sheep will immediately expel them.

A group of lion cubs, their parents, will teach them how to hunt animals. If the young lions fight and bite for food, the old lions will watch from the sidelines, and even encourage the young lions to fight, even if they are bitten to death, they will not care.

This is the law of the jungle, and it is also the law of the Divine Soul Continent.

Sheep are cold warriors, civilians. The lion is a warrior of the family and a child of the family. No matter how fast the sheep run, they are food for the mouths of carnivores, enslaved and hunted for generations. The lion cubs, in the battles and battles again and again, gradually grew up, and finally fought their way out of the blood, became the king of beasts, and became the top of the food chain.

These things, Xiao Qingyi said to Xiao Lang since he was a child that the families of the Divine Soul Continent would not care about the fights between their children, but would encourage them to fight. If you win, you will get more resources, more power, and you will get the attention of your family and cultivate with all your might! If you lose, you will either sink, or you will lurk and redouble your efforts, and you will find your own glory in the future.

Xiao Lang didn't know whose son and grandson the brocade-clothed young man in front of him was. But he knew that this was one of the best among the lion cubs, representing a group of lion cubs, to give himself a horse, to sign... This is their territory!

"Young Master Jin, this is Young Master Lang and Young Master Dao, who have just returned to the family!"

Zen Lao said with a smile, deliberately accentuating the word "just now" to remind Young Master Jin not to make trouble. Then he said softly to Xiao Lang: "Young Master Lang, Young Master Dao, this is the sixth son of the head of the family, your cousin Xiao Jin!"

Elder Chan did not introduce the teenagers behind Xiao Jin, obviously those were all side disciples, and they could not reach the identity of the young master. Xiao Lang also saw that Zen Lao quietly made a color, deliberately hinting at himself not to have a conflict.

"Hello cousin!"

Xiao Lang smiled gently, he hadn't figured out the situation just now when he returned to the family. Of course, the most important thing is that he didn't want to embarrass his aunt, so he could only back down, and glanced at the knife to ask him to be polite.

Xiao Daohan smiled and scratched his head, and shouted, "Hello cousin!"

Zen Lao breathed a sigh of relief, and his good impression of Xiao Lang and Xiaodao also increased, how can a child who can be a human be liked, isn't it?

"Cousin, what are you? Who is your cousin?"

Unexpectedly, Xiao Jin's face sank suddenly, and he squinted at the knife and scolded angrily. A side disciple next to him, who was wearing a white robe and holding a folding fan, also took over and said mockingly: "I seem to remember that Uncle Qingdi only has one son, right?

"Male-Gobi... Sure enough, I'm looking for trouble!"

Xiao Lang scolded in his heart, his eyes narrowed, and his face immediately became gloomy. The knife seemed to be slow to react, still smiling. The old Zen man next to him shook his head slightly, but did not speak again to dissuade him. He knew very well that he had already reminded Xiao Jin that if he dared to be so unscrupulous, there must be the impetus of the family elders behind him. Xiao Qingyi's attitude when he entered the Xiao family's compound obviously angered some people.

"Let's go!"

Xiao Lang closed his eyes and exhaled, strongly suppressed the anger in his heart and retreated again, turned around and shouted at the knife, preparing to leave.

"Haha, it's really a guts seed!"

Xiao Jin didn't speak, but the white-clothed disciple spoke again, he glanced at Xiao Lang with a sneer, and deliberately said loudly to the person behind him: "You say that Uncle Qingdi is so handsome and dashing, but Young Master Lang looks so mediocre, could it be that Aunt Tsing Yi is mistaken? This is also a wild seed, right? Or is it Aunt Tsing Yi..."

Xiao Lang's body suddenly stopped!

Zen Lao's face changed, because he saw Xiao Lang's face quietly change. That demonic and awe-inspiring face made Zen Lao feel as if he had become another person, like a docile sheep, and in the blink of an eye, he had become a bloodthirsty demon wolf.

Xiao Lang looked at Xiaodao sideways and asked a very serious question: "Xiaodao, someone insults my aunt, what should we do?"

The knife was still grinning, grinning, "Then break his leg!"

"Go ahead!"

Xiao Lang said two words lightly, his body didn't move, he just turned around leisurely.

The smile on the face of the knife next to him was gone, replaced by a hideous face. He suddenly released a murderous aura that made Chan Laodu turn colored, his body was surrounded by mysterious qi, and the whole person was like a tiger descending from the mountain, rushing towards Xiao Jin and them.

"Hmm..."

Xiao Jin took seven or eight people, but all of them changed color at this moment. The knife's hideous expression and bloodthirsty cold eyes made them feel that this was not a person, but a powerful and ferocious beast. Everyone's bodies, the moment they were enveloped by the murderous aura of the knife, immediately became cold. They had felt this murderous aura in the Xiao family's blood guards, but... Which of the Xiao family's blood guards has not been stained with the blood of hundreds of people?

"Bold, want to die?"

Xiao Jin is worthy of being the young master of the Xiao family, and he reacted immediately, surrounded by mysterious qi on his body, and his momentum came out violently. The temperament of the superior cultivated in the Xiao family over the years gave him a kind of momentum of not being angry and arrogant.

It's just—

This momentum can be completely ignored for the small knife that has been fighting with the mysterious beast all the year round and tearing more than ten people with his own hands in Yanyu Villa.

The knife was like a crazy red-eyed rhinoceros, rushing forward with heavy footwork, and his cold eyes locked on the side disciple next to Xiao Jin, and the young man trembled.

"Drink!"

Xiao Jin made a move, and the iron fist surrounded by Xuan Qi brought a gust of wind and slammed towards the rushing knife.

The knife didn't dodge, but it was slightly on one side of its body, and a fist the size of a casserole struck out like lightning. The target was not Xiao Jin's fist that broke through the air, but the side disciple beside him who was stupid by the murderous aura.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The dull voices of the two bodies sounded, and the fists of Xiao Jin and Xiaodao all hit the target. The difference is that the knife shook and took three steps back. The subordinate disciple flew out upside down, his chest visibly sunken in, blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth, and he didn't know how many ribs were broken.

"How is that possible?"

Xiao Jin and the people behind him hurriedly avoided it, their eyes full of incredulity. Although Xiao Jin is only seventeen years old, he is a real high-level fighter. Even if you make a hasty move, you will have at least sixty or seventy tigers, right?

This stupid big man's body is made of mysterious weapons?

"Break his leg!"

Xiao Lang let out a deep sigh, he was no longer surprised by the knife's physical horror defense. Not to mention that Xiao Jin is shooting with all his might, it is difficult to hurt him when the knife does not change.

"Hey, hey!"

The knife grinned, and his hideous face became extremely innocent. The body that was as strong as a tiger went on a rampage. Before Xiao Jin could react, he had already crossed them, a big thick foot, raised high, and... At the left foot of the unconscious side disciple, he stepped on it suddenly!

"Click!"

The crisp sound of bones breaking sounded, and everyone felt a chill behind them, especially when they saw the childish side face of the knife, which was still smiling.

"This time it's a broken leg, and next time I'll kill someone. Other than that... The knife is my younger brother, closer than my own brother, understand?"

Xiao Lang's expression returned to calm, and his tone was light, but he was extremely sure. His gaze slowly swept in front of everyone, and finally stopped on Xiao Jin's face: "When I was in Medicine King City, I said a word to the eldest son of the Situ family, I just want to live a peaceful life, and I am not interested in playing with these sons." As a result, he tried to play me to death again and again, and finally... He was killed by my own hands, with one sword!"