Chapter 52: The Old Rascal and the Little Rascal
Silence, deathly silence!
If the silver-haired old woman's words shocked everyone, Xiao Buying's response was like a thunderbolt from the sky, blowing everyone up trembling! The dancing palace maids in the center of the palace were even more frightened and immediately stopped dancing, and their bodies trembled.
The identity of the silver-haired old woman, except for Xiao Lang, everyone is clear. One of the four super families, the patriarch of the Zuo family, Zuo Pingping!
can sit in the position of the head of the Zuo family as a woman, and Zuo Pingping's strength is beyond doubt. Her fiery temper is even more famous for the war dynasty, and countless people have died at her hands.
Zuo Pingping appeared for the first time after Xiao Buying's return, and cursed him to death in public, which is not right.
But—
Why are you talking about hooligans and bastards in front of a group of juniors?
You must know that there are many sons and young ladies from various families at today's banquet, and there are two young masters of the Zuo family sitting behind Zuo Pingping, as well as a young lady who has not yet come out of the pavilion...
If you secretly say this to Zuo Pingping, or if there are only a few old things present, it is not a big deal. You said it in front of a large group of second-generation and third-generation children. How can you make Zuo Pingping and her three grandchildren embarrassed?
Zuo Pingping and Xiao Buying have always been mortal enemies and have been fighting for decades. Everyone also knew that the two would definitely clash tonight, and countless people had long wanted to come and see the excitement. But at this moment, feeling the boundless murderous aura released from Zuo Pingping's body, he suddenly cried out in pain, and the immortals couldn't afford to provoke them mortals when they fought.
There were only two people in the audience whose faces did not change, one was the white-robed old man opposite Zuo Pingping, he was very calm, smiling and bowing his head to drink tea.
There is another person who is Xiao Lang next to Xiao Buying, Xiao Lang seems to be a little natural, and he doesn't feel the terrifying murderous aura on Zuo Pingping's body. Actually... Respectfully nodded towards Xiao Immortal, and replied very seriously:
"Grandpa, Lang'er remembers, in the future, he will never drink and have sex, and he will not kill the woman of the Zuo family!"
Whew!
Countless eyes instantly locked on Xiao Lang, and they only found out at this time that Xiao Lang was actually standing with Xiao Immortal. Thinking of what happened in Fire Phoenix City, everyone immediately guessed the identity of this mediocre-looking young man.
Emperor Xiao Qing's son, Xiao Lang!
Dragons give birth to dragons, and phoenixes give birth to phoenixes!
Xiao Immortal's son has the same kind as him, and now this grandson seems to have more kind than his son. And also more... Rogue?
Xiao Lang felt a murderous aura ten times stronger than Xiao Futu enveloping him, and his body trembled, but he gritted his teeth and did not panic or retreat, but his spine stood up more straight.
There was no movement on the surface, but his face was a little pale, but Xiao Lang smiled bitterly in his heart, just before entering the door, he secretly warned himself to keep a low profile, and he didn't expect to become a bird immediately.
But he doesn't regret it!
Xiao Buying's maintenance and love for him from the heart, he is not a fool, of course he can feel it. He also likes this grandfather who is a bit domineering and a little rogue, since Zuo Pingping makes Xiao Buying uncomfortable, as a grandson, he should make her even more uncomfortable!
Zuo Pingping was obviously very uncomfortable, and the two sons of the Zuo family behind her had even more murderous intentions. The beautiful Miss Zuo handed over a look, which was full of unforgettable... Hate!
Xiao Lang stood stubbornly like a donkey, did not retreat, and was not bent up by the great momentum. Xiao Buying saw it in his eyes, a smile bloomed on his face, and he took a step lightly, blocking all the pressure on Xiao Lang's body, and looked at Zuo Pingping provocatively.
"Good, good, you grandparents are very good!"
Zuo Pingping finally spoke, although her hair was like snow, her face was well maintained, and she could vaguely see that she must have been a beauty embryo when she was young. It's just that this face turned iron blue at the moment, and a dragon head crutch in his hand was smashed hard, and the ground of the hall suddenly shook. She stared at Xiao Bu Die, almost gritting her teeth and popping out a few words: "Dragon and Tiger Mountain has trapped you for twenty years and you have not died, but today it seems that you are going to die in my hands, Xiao Bu Die get out, today I will duel with you, never die!"
Xiao Buxian smiled coldly, raised his eyebrows, and said disdainfully: "For so many years, you and Lao Tzu have not had a hundred duels, but also eighty duels, right?
"Boom!"
Zuo Pingping's all his momentum poured out, and suddenly everyone in the entire palace felt that a majestic mountain was pressed down. The palace maids were all pressed to kneel directly on the ground, and those sons and ladies of the big family trembled, if it weren't for the secret help of the family elders, they would have been unable to stand for a long time.
Zuo Pingping was completely enraged!
"Your Majesty has arrived!"
At this moment, there was a strange sound of a man or a woman in the passage on the left side of the palace, and the strong people of the family in the palace breathed a sigh of relief, and someone quietly wiped the sweat on their foreheads.
"Your Majesty is here, Sister Pingping, don't make trouble, give me Dongfang Bai a face, don't worry about this old rascal, it's not me who is angry, I have a chance to settle accounts with him when I turn around!"
The white-robed old man, who had not spoken, finally put down the teacup in his hand and spoke, speaking in a light tone. Although it seems that he is persuading Zuo Pingping and scolding Xiao for not dying. However, anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is more partial to Xiao Immortal's side.
"Humph!"
Zuo Pingping snorted coldly, turned her head and sat down with a gloomy face. The faces of the two young masters and a young lady behind her were also extremely gloomy, staring at Xiao Lang viciously, Xiao didn't dare to hold a grudge, but Xiao Lang was completely remembered by them.
"Haha! Dongfang Xiaobai, I haven't seen you for 20 years, and you have become Dongfang Laobai! Time is a pig-killing knife, and that old guy who flies backwards is still so arranged? Lao Tzu is back, and I don't see him come out to go around? Could it be that the old man can't walk?"
Xiao Buxian laughed and strode inside, but his eyes swept over the empty square tables in the first row on the left. Xiao Lang, Xiao Qinglong and the others immediately followed, and the five of them walked to the top square table on the right, Xiao Buying and Xiao Qinglong sat behind the square table, and Xiao Lang and the three of them sat on the silk mat behind them like the children of those families.
Of the four super families, the Xiao family has always been the strongest and has the highest status in the dynasty, followed by the Zuo family of the Dongfang family. It can be seen from the ranking of this banquet, but the rebel family has always been low-key, and has not been born for many years, unless there is a major event in the dynasty, and the young children rarely go out of the castle.
"Your Majesty has arrived!"
The gloomy voice sounded again, and countless people rushed out of the passage on the left side of the head, with more than a dozen maids in front and behind, and the middle one was wearing a dragon robe, and was bowed and held by an old man with a feminine appearance and a white beard.
Everyone immediately stood up, their faces full of solemnity, Xiao Lang was slightly startled but disappointed. The legendary Son of Heaven, the Ninth Five-Year Emperor, the master of a super dynasty, His Majesty the Emperor does not have the domineering majesty that Xiao Lang imagined, and has the aura of a king who makes thousands of people submit, but is like a son of a big family with excessive wine.
The emperor of this generation of the War Dynasty is flying and is nearly fifty years old, but he looks like he is forty years old, his strength is obviously not high, and he even walks a little exaggeratedly, his face is overly pale with wine, and his appearance is dignified. He swept in front of everyone, and the momentum and majesty that naturally exuded were still some of the demeanor of an emperor.
"Meet Your Majesty!"
Except for Xiao Buying, Zuo Pingping, Dongfang Bai, and the three of them bent down to salute, everyone knelt down on one knee, even those young ladies were no exception. Xiao Lang had long been admonished by Zen Lao about basic etiquette, but he didn't make a fool of himself.
Yun Feiyang's gaze swept over the empty position belonging to the rebel family, without the slightest strangeness, swept over everyone, and finally fixed on Xiao Immortal. A pair of small eyes bloomed with joy, and he laughed and said: "Quickly calm down, Xiao Guoshi returns safely, this is a great joy, a blessing for the widows, a blessing for the dynasty, and a blessing for hundreds of millions of people! Everyone drinks bitterly tonight to celebrate the return of Xiao Guoshi!"
Xiao Immortal bowed down again and said in a deep voice: "Immortal fear, thank Your Majesty for your love!"
"Haha!"
Yun Feiyang was in a good mood today, with a smile on his face, he paused for a moment and said again: "There is a big happy event today, the princess of the purple shirt who is the most beloved of the widow is exactly seventeenth birthday, and she successfully broke through the high-level generals the day before yesterday!