Chapter 112: Sneering
Zuo Ming punched into the water, but he hadn't made any waves, and Xiao Lang didn't answer and completely ignored him, which made him very unhappy. His face became gloomy, his eyes flickered, he stared at the gift box in Dongfang Hongdou's hand, and said with a sneer: "I don't know what valuable gifts the young marquis has given? Emperor Xiao Qing left so many inheritances for you, I think this gift of yours is definitely a rare treasure, right?"
Xiao Lang grabbed a chicken leg and was gnawing it very inelegantly, seeing Zuo Ming once again shift everyone's attention to him, he was a little angry, he looked at Zuo Ming with slanted eyes, and said coldly: "It's your business!"
"Poof!"
The tea wood next to him was drinking tea, and a mouthful of tea spurted out, and there was an uproar in the hall.
This master is still as fierce as before, but... Didn't he know that his status was completely different now?
Awakening the Waste Divine Soul means that Xiuwu has no future, and he refuses to enter the Academy. Wen Cheng is not a martial artist, Xiao Lang's status is not as good as Xiao Jin, at most he is the same as the ordinary sons present, he is still so arrogant?
Dongfang Hongdou didn't speak, just looked at Xiao Lang with a smile.
This man was able to cheer up in such a short period of time, and he really didn't disappoint her, he was not an ordinary person.
"Hmph, the young man is so majestic, but it seems that His Majesty has already made an order, and you have no chance to enter the Shige. ”
Zuo Ming's face became darker, and his tone became more yin and yang. After saying a few words, he turned his head and sighed with Xiao Crazy next to him: "Crazy Shao, your Xiao family is rich, if it were our family, this kind of waste would have been driven out of the imperial capital a long time ago."
"Huh"
Xiao Yan smiled faintly, didn't look at Xiao Lang, and said quietly: "Although our family is not bad for money, but we don't raise waste, the second grandfather understands the righteousness, and when he comes back, he will definitely kill his relatives in righteousness, after all, the clan rules are there." ”
Xiao Mad's voice was very loud and extremely direct, and he was so pressed by Xiao Lang not long ago that he couldn't raise his head, and he never had a chance to retaliate against Xiao Lang. At this moment, in front of outsiders, he directly began to sneer, without scrupling about his relatives of the same clan, and without leaving a little affection.
Dongfang Hongdou's face changed, and Chamu's face also changed. The sneer on the corner of countless people's mouths also became thicker, because what Xiao Mad said was the truth. This is to change to any family, Xiao Lang is not possible to stay in the imperial capital forever, and being able to give a deacon in a small city near the imperial capital can be regarded as a family favor.
Xiao Lang's face did not change, he himself had no attachment to this Xiao family, the imperial capital and the Xiao family felt trapped in him like a cage, making him breathless, if he could leave the Xiao family, he would fly away.
As for... Whether it is a waste or not, what Xiao Mad said does not count, and what everyone present said does not count, after a few years, it is conclusive.
So Xiao Lang didn't bother to quarrel with Xiao Mania, and his family fought to show jokes to outsiders, which was something that only fools do. Although in his heart, he doesn't regard Xiao Mad as his own family. He ate the chicken thighs leisurely, didn't eat dinner, and was a little hungry.
"The purple-shirted princess has arrived!"
The old housekeeper outside the door reported again, and everyone hurriedly didn't care about pestering Xiao Lang, and turned their eyes to the outside of the main hall, Dongfang Hongdou glanced at Xiao Lang, smiled reluctantly, and got up to greet him.
Yun Zishan is also dressed up today, still wearing a purple palace skirt, as beautiful as a nine-day fairy, only Dongfang Hongdou and Miss Zuo Xi can be equal to her.
Yun Zishan responded to everyone's salute with a smile, her beautiful eyes and light flowed, which made people's hearts flutter, and the beauty mole in the center of her eyebrows made her have an extraordinary temperament, like a peony among a hundred flowers, rich and graceful.
Xiao Lang didn't get up, and Yun Zishan didn't look at Xiao Lang at a glance, and the two seemed to have formed some kind of tacit understanding.
Not long ago, they were close friends, but now they are strangers.
"What are you talking about? I didn't see the rebel boy tonight!"
Yun Zishan sat down generously next to Dongfang Hongdou, she has a strong aura, she can control the atmosphere on any occasion, she is clever and smiling, and her every move can also stir everyone's hearts.
"The rebel son asked people to spread the word to prepare for the retreat to attack the middle level of the battle commander, and just now I asked someone to send a gift!"
Dongfang Hongdou explained, but found that he had said the wrong thing, and led the topic to cultivation, which would make Xiao Lang embarrassed, and hurriedly looked at Xiao Lang quietly, and found that he was still eating and drinking leisurely, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Zuo Ming's eyes lit up, and he was willing to let go of this opportunity to fall into the well, and immediately answered: "The reverse son is hard work, and it is estimated that he can reach the realm of the king of war before the age of thirty." Well... I'm going to work hard, and I'm going to fight for everyone to break through the realm of the War King and the War Emperor, and we will go to the Northern Frontier to kill the blood barbarians together in the future!"
"Haha, Ming Shao is mighty and proud! You and the mad young man and the others are all heaven-level divine souls, and their cultivation speed has increased by two times, they will definitely be able to reach this height at the age of thirty, and we will not be able to awaken the earth-level divine soul, it is estimated that it will be good to reach the battle venerable realm at the age of thirty. Of course... Compared to some people, we still have to be stronger, well, we still have to work hard, otherwise if we go to the northern Xinjiang, we will be tortured and killed by blood barbarians!"
"Quan Shao, who are some of the people you are talking about?"
"Of course, it refers to those who have awakened the soul of the waste god, have no hope of becoming a strong person in their life, are destined to live in a small place for the rest of their lives, and are crazy and boundless!"
"Oh..."
As soon as Zuo Ming spoke, someone immediately echoed him, and he sang and harmonized, even a blind man could see that they were pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, and the target was directly aimed at Xiao Lang. At the Field Hunting Competition, Xiao Lang asked a group of sons to get out, and when he saw him retreating...
Countless eyes were cast at Xiao Lang as if nothing had happened, Dongfang Red Beans and Tea Wood changed color again, but Yun Zishan glanced at Xiao Lang indifferently, and immediately moved away and chatted quietly with a young lady next to him, his smile was as bright as a spring breeze, and he didn't seem to hear everyone's words.
Xiao Lang glanced at Yun Zishan, turned his head and smiled at Dongfang Hongdou, not paying attention. For him, today is just to repay the kindness of Dongfang Hongdou, which is really nothing.
On the contrary, he had a lot of feelings for Yun Zishan, this woman was extremely disgusted with her at first, and then suddenly made a 180-degree turn, took the initiative to team up with him in the field hunting competition, and then slowly became half a friend, and finally went to Xiao's house, showing some affection for him?
On the day of the awakening of the Divine Soul Pavilion, although Xiao Lang's head was confused, he clearly remembered that Yun Zishan didn't look at him!
The cruelty of this world, Xiao Lang felt it alive again, and he laughed self-deprecatingly. I believe that I am not tempted by this Nizi, otherwise I am afraid that I will be heartbroken.
Seeing the truth in adversity, it's better to be a stupid girl like Dongfang Hongdou.
Xiao Lang's eyes gradually became gentle when he looked at Dongfang Hongdou, and the sons over there saw that Xiao Lang did not respond, and they also felt that their fists were hitting the air, and they gradually stopped singing and harmonizing. Dongfang Hongdou felt the tenderness in Xiao Lang's eyes, and her mood suddenly improved, she no longer had a cold face, and raised her glass with everyone again and again, I don't know if she was in a good mood, or drank some wine, her pretty face became red, and under the candlelight, it was dazzlingly beautiful.