"Plop!"

In a hundred laps, Xiao Ye's face had become iron-blue, his body was constantly trembling, and his speed began to slow down, but Xiao Lang continued to run wildly with sweat like rain.

One hundred and twenty laps, Xiao Ye finally couldn't stand it anymore, his eyes were black and he threw himself directly on the ground, and two huge iron piers slammed into the floor in front of him, making a dull sound.

Xiao Lang glanced back lightly, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and continued to run wildly.

In fact!

Xiao Lang didn't mean to compare with Xiao Ye at all in his heart, but he thought he was taking the initiative to come to the bar. For Xiao Lang, this is just the most ordinary cultivation. Xiao Ye lost the middle rank, and Xiao Lang did not have the slightest sense of pride, and continued to run wildly.

It is true that Xiao Ye's realm is higher than him, and his physical fitness is not bad, but Xiao Ye forgot one thing. Xiao Lang is not only a pervert of actual combat experience, he grew up in the mountains and wilderness, and he constantly tempered his body every day, which also made his body strong to the point of terror. Otherwise, there were so many scars on his body, and he would have been killed a long time ago.

Under the dumbfounded gaze of countless people, Xiao Lang ran again for thirty laps before stopping, and except for sweating profusely, he didn't feel like he couldn't catch his breath.

Xiao Ye had already sobered up, looking at Xiao Lang's gaze, the unkind look in his eyes became even more obvious. Countless teenagers and girls looked at Xiao Lang's gaze with extremely fanatical eyes, all of them were adoring.

A strong person can always make people feel like a mountain is standing up, and he can defeat Zuo Ming in the Battle Shuai Realm, or when he is possessed by his spirit. can win the first place in the field hunting competition, and the ability to suppress Xiao Wild and wild. Xiao Lang is a strong man for them.

Xiao Qinghu didn't show any sense of Xiao Lang's performance and Xiao Ye's fighting spirit, and roared sullenly, "Rest for half a moment, wait and start practicing actual combat!"

Xiao Lang did not sit down immediately, but walked slowly around the square for a while, allowing his body and qi and blood to recover a little, and then sat down on a step to rest.

"Lang Shao, drink water!"

The two Xiao Lang somewhat familiar disciples leaned over, with a flattering smile on their faces, one holding a kettle in his hand, and handed it to Xiao Lang to look at him.

"Thank you!" Xiao Lang didn't want to pay attention to it, but he just thought of Xiao Buying and Xiao Qingyi's advice, took it, and said with a smile.

This young master looks about the same age as Xiao Lang, and the one next to him is a little smaller, but he looks handsome, but it's a pity that this flattering attitude makes them lose a lot of color. He took Xiao Lang and drank the kettle, and immediately said with a smile on his face: "Lang Shao, you are too polite, my name is Xiao Xiying, this is my younger brother Xiao Dougou! My father's name is Xiao Qingse, and my grandfather is Xiao Bulao." ”

Xiao Lang was stunned and said with a smile: "Boiling Eagle and Fighting Dog, how did you give this name?"

Xiao Xiaoying scratched his head a little embarrassed and said: "When I was born, my father said that I was not qualified, and I could only rely on the Xiao family in this life, be a young master, and fight dogs, so I got Boiling Eagle, and then my younger brother was born and simply took a fighting dog, which made Lang Shaojian smile..."

Xiao Lang glanced at the two brothers and found that their strength was indeed mediocre, and he didn't know if it was a matter of qualifications or influenced by his father. After pondering for a moment, Xiao Lang said cautiously: "I think Uncle Blue is wrong, whether a person can become a strong person or not, qualification is one thing, but the acquired effort is more important." It may be very pleasant to be a young master who fights eagles and dogs, but I think you will definitely regret that you don't work hard enough now after playing for five years and ten years, and if you want to get more, you must pay more. ”

"What Lang Shao educates, what educates, we must work hard in the future!"

The two brothers, Xiao Yuying and Xiao Dougou, had straight faces, and said yes again and again, looking teachable. Xiao Lang nodded secretly, adding a good impression of the two brothers.

Who knows, the next moment, Xiao Xiaoying's face changed, and he leaned over with a thief's eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "Lang Shao, do you have time at night?" Recently, there are a few superb women in the sky, all of them are first-class goods, and they are not ** Oh, if Lang Shao is interested, I will arrange it for you immediately!"

Xiao Lang looked at Xiao Xiying and Xiao Dougou, their scorching eyes, sighed and said, "What I said just now, I didn't say it..."

"Uh, Lang Shao doesn't like the girl in the kiln?"

Xiao Xiaoying frowned, groaned, and then came over with a thief's eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Could it be that Lang Shao likes a good family? Hehe, Lang Shaotian Hunting Competition, you shine brightly, you are famous in the imperial capital, and countless young ladies of small families have already secretly promised you." I know that the two young ladies, the posture is definitely the best choice, or I will secretly arrange it for you and find a place to handle the two of them?

Xiao Lang looked at the face in front of him that was so obscene and obscene, and his eyebrows were flying and his mouth was frothing, and he suddenly felt extremely disgusted, and he didn't even bother to talk nonsense to him, turned his head, waved his hand and said, "Let's go!"

Xiao Xiaoying's face changed again, and he thought that Xiao Lang didn't like it, so he muttered for a while, and then his eyebrows flew and he chattered: "Uh... That's right, Lang Shao captured the purple-shirted princess and Dongfang Hongdou in only a few days in the field hunting competition, obviously I don't look down on those little jasper, or I'll help you match up and find two superb ladies..."

Xiao Lang turned his head abruptly, his face became extremely gloomy, and he shouted: "Get out!"

The smiles on Xiao Yuying and Xiao Dougou's faces froze, looking at Xiao Lang's gloomy face, they found that he was not joking, and their faces became extremely embarrassed. I opened my mouth to say something, but I couldn't say anything, and in the end I could only leave in a sneering voice.

Countless eyes have been paying attention to the situation here, seeing that Xiao Lang is so unkind, those who originally intended to come over to set their feelings don't dare to come.

Xiao Lang sat on the steps, put his hands on his feet, lowered his head and ignored those gazes, silent. He found that there seemed to be an insurmountable generation gap between him and these so-called young masters. The ideas and concepts are completely different, which may be part of the reason why Xiao Qingyi left the Xiao family's compound since he was a child.

"Wow!"

There was a sudden commotion in the square, and countless young ladies got up one after another and looked at the gate of the compound. Xiao Lang looked up in surprise, but his eyes narrowed slightly.

In the direction of the gate came a son that Xiao Lang had never seen, about twenty years old, wearing a green robe, his face was as black as a knife but as black as carbon, carrying a black sword more than one meter long, with a straight spine, black and white eyes were cold, and the whole person was like the black sword behind him, giving people a cold feeling.

"What an extraordinary son!"

Xiao Lang sighed secretly, from the somewhat fearful and adoring eyes of the young ladies of the sons, Xiao Lang had already guessed the identity of this person. Son of Xiao Futu, Xiao Demon God!

His father is like a dragon, powerful in the world, and his son is like a Jiao, with the potential to turn into a dragon!

Really!

From the whispered discussions of the young ladies next to him, the identity of this person was determined.

And Xiao Demon God, who had been walking towards the east courtyard without squinting, suddenly swept his gaze, locking Xiao Lang's gaze, the faces of both of them became cold, and the momentum on their bodies slowly condensed. It's like two beast kings in the forest encountering, both of them feel the breath of the same kind from each other, and they also feel the strength and danger of the other party.