Xiao Lang naturally didn't want to find death, his perception has always been very changeable, and his observation is also very keen, this broken shoe boy's eyes lit up when he saw his splitting hand for the first time. Xiao Lang has been observing his eyes, and there is a vague feeling in his heart that this son needs his splitting hand to help him do things.

Since the other party has something to ask for, Xiao Lang naturally doesn't want to be his subordinate, he runs for him for free, and his fate is still in his hands. He decided to negotiate, it's okay to help you do things, but there must be conditions, otherwise it's all death, why should I help you?

The boy with broken shoes and Xiao Lang glanced at each other, the two looked at each other and smiled, they are all smart people and it is useless to talk nonsense, the boy with broken shoes smiled faintly and said: "Let's go down and talk about it!"

The boy with broken shoes looks a few years older than Xiao Lang, and his strength is estimated to be five or six times higher according to Xiao Lang's induction. He took the bewitching lady and flew towards the manor below, and the Grand Commander immediately waved the blood armor guards, and flew towards the largest courtyard below with the brown-haired old man, the middle-aged fat man, Xiao Langqing, and the others.

Qing Ming was left in the courtyard, but Xiao Lang was taken into the inner hall by the Grand Commander, and the middle-aged fat man wanted to follow up, but was coldly swept away by the Grand Commander and left at the door.

The inside of the hall is very luxurious, with snow-white carpets that have been stepped on by the Grand Commander and Xiao Lang, and there are antique murals hanging on the walls around it, painting some powerful beasts and half-naked beauties, which look very weird.

The boy with broken shoes has slightly curly hair, a handsome face, a cynical smile, and an evil temperament. At this moment, sitting on a lion chair covered with unknown black fur, the young woman in a snow-white fox fur was sitting on his lap, and her watery eyes were very seductive.

After the two walked in, the boy with broken shoes immediately waved his hand and said, "Broken Army, you go down, I'll talk to this kid!"

"This..."

The big commander hesitated, Xiao Lang was a little commander who had killed a king peak just now, if Xiao Lang used the strength of the broken shoe boy...

"It's okay, this little brother is a smart person, he won't do foolish things!" The boy with broken shoes laughed, then turned his head to look at Xiao Lang, and asked seriously: "You said yes, little brother!"

Xiao Lang nodded, this boy with broken shoes had some appetite for him, different from those sons in Tianzhou who had eyes above the top and empty eyes in his imagination, and said gently: "I don't want to die yet!"

The commander walked out in a daze, standing outside the door a little nervously, and when the situation was not right, he immediately came in and killed.

"Buzz!"

With a wave of his hand, the boy with broken shoes actually opened the prohibition of the room, and he didn't seem to be afraid that Xiao Lang would kill him or hold him hostage.

The smile on the corner of Xiao Lang's mouth became more and more intense, this boy with broken shoes was indeed a character, originally he had the idea of holding him hostage, but at this moment, it was because the other party was so bright and upright, it was a little difficult to start.

The boy with broken shoes grabbed a jar of wine and threw it over, and he also grabbed a jar of wine and drank it with his head up, and kissed it on the face of the bewitching lady by the way, and then said with a smile: "Boy, what is your name? Needless to say!"

Xiao Lang looked at the smiling eyes of the shoemaker, as if he felt that he had seen through his identity. After taking a sip of the spirits, he felt like he was burning, and a pride surged in his chest, and he said: "If you don't change your name, you won't change your surname, Xiao Lang!"

The boy with broken shoes laughed: "Haha, there is really a kind! No wonder that old thing in Heihe offered a sky-high price to buy your head! You are from the Divine Soul Domain, right?

Xiao Lang was stunned, and then immediately came to his senses. In his heart, he was very surprised, this broken shoe boy was so well-informed, even the Black Scale Family knew that he was chasing and killing him, and he also knew that Miss Qi's soul was devoured by grass and vines?

"!"

The boy with broken shoes laughed mockingly, patted the buttocks of the bewitching lady with one hand and asked her to sit aside, and then said: "I don't like Hei Qi'er's prodigal hooves for a long time, and the Black Scale family also has a grudge against this son." Besides, this son owns a vein, do you think I will be the one who lacks Xuanshi?"

Xiao Lang thought about it and felt that it made sense, how much wealth would a vein create for him in a day? How could the boy with broken shoes be short of Xuanshi? He said bluntly: "What does the boy want me to do?"

The boy with broken shoes smiled mysteriously: "Dig a grave!"

Xiao Lang frowned, there are so many strong people under the Broken Shoes Boy, and the strong people in the Broken Heaven Mansion must be like a cloud, why do you want him to dig graves and hunt for treasures? His strength, except for the Broken God Hand, is a little interesting, and the rest is not enough to see at all.

The boy with broken shoes saw Xiao Lang's doubts, took a sip of liquor and said, "Don't worry about the specifics, agree or not?"

Xiao Lang pondered for a moment and put forward his own conditions: "I will do my best to cooperate with this matter, and let us go afterwards, how about it?"

"Refreshing, as long as you help me dig up that grave, you can stay at will!"

The boy with broken shoes stood up with a smile on his eyebrows, walked out with the bewitching young woman in his arms, and turned around to explain: "You stay in this manor first, I'll go back to Broken Heaven City to make arrangements, and I'll have someone pick you up in a few days!"

Xiao Lang didn't expect this broken shoe boy to leave as soon as he said it, and he wanted to put forward some conditions, three chapters of the law or something. At this moment, he was embarrassed to speak, and when the boy with broken shoes was about to walk to the door to open the ban, he couldn't help but speak: "Childe, I have been digging some dark stones in your vein these days, you... Don't mind, right?"

"Dig it, you can dig as much as you can! Remember, don't run around! Otherwise, don't blame me for being killed by my men!"

The boy with broken shoes said very generously, his expression was very excited, he opened the ban and walked out to explain a few words to the commander, and immediately flew towards the Pegasus chariot in the sky, and after a while, he turned into a streamer and disappeared in the Broken Shoes Villa.

"Digging a grave?"

Xiao Lang smiled bitterly, he seemed to have a lot of fate with the grave. In the Divine Soul Continent, he was taken to the underground mausoleum by Lord Qi, and he was captured by the octopus sea beast in the Divine Soul Sea and taken to the Underwater Divine Mansion, and now he is going to dig the grave for the broken shoe boy again.

Thinking of the Underground Divine Mansion, Xiao Lang secretly had some confidence, in case this broken shoe boy wanted to kill himself, he could use this news to exchange his life.

Walking out of the hall, the boy with broken shoes had already gone, and the great commander had disappeared, leaving only the middle-aged fat man and Qing Ming outside.

The boy with broken shoes really explained, the middle-aged fat man did not embarrass him, nor did he embarrass Qing Ming, but followed him close to him for half a step, for fear that he would escape.

Xiao Lang didn't pay attention to him, and flew towards the mine again with Qing Ming, he didn't know when the broken shoe boy would let someone pick him up, and he had to race against time to get a few more Xuanshi.

The middle-aged fat man followed Xiao Lang all the way, watching Xiao Lang release the grass vine as fast as possible to find the Xuanshi, he was jealous and hateful, and muttered unevenly: "This kid has taken shit luck, and the son actually let him dig the Xuanshi casually? Lao Tzu is a deputy commander, and he only earns ten Xuanshi a year. Don't, this kid... Dig up a few dark stones in a few days!"