After Xiao Lang saluted Xiao Qinghu, he walked straight to the backyard, without any expression on his face, but a hint of boredom flashed in his eyes.

It's too weak, Xiao Ye and Xiao Jin's combat power makes him not interested in the slightest, and he feels like he is playing with two children...

Xiao Qinghu didn't say anything, indeed... With Xiao Lang's combat power, it is not interesting to fight against this group of children. His gaze swept over the faces of the Xiao family's disciples who were full of embarrassment, and secretly said that it seems that this year's field training has been strengthened.

Xiao Ye, who had a faint pain in his left leg, stood up with a gloomy face, his fists clenched tightly, his face was full of iron, he secretly glanced at everyone's eyes, ashamed. I was extremely angry in my heart, and the sentence "help" just now was embarrassing and embarrassing...

Xiao Jin in the distance also stood up with difficulty, his eyes locked on the back of the person walking towards the backyard, his eyes were full of resentment, and it was really uncomfortable to be despised by others!

Countless Xiao family disciples' eyes lit up, it turned out that the battle could be so easy, it turned out that a high realm did not mean that the combat power was strong, and the combat instinct and combat consciousness were so important!

"What do you want to see? Do you want to have Xiao Lang's combat power? Then let's practice hard? I announce that this year's field training will be doubled, and if you want to become a strong man, you have to exercise your combat ability in actual combat again and again, start!"

Xiao Qinghu let out a deep sigh, and the square immediately began to fight in pairs. is in full swing, several times more popular than the previous actual combat training, I don't know if I was stimulated by Xiao Lang.

Xiao Lang returned to Tsing Yi Pavilion, went directly to the backyard without resting, and continued to practice with Xiaodao.

For him, going to the martial arts hall to practice is just to make Xiao Immortal and Xiao Qingyi happy, that's all.

Shout!

A body in the courtyard flickered in it rapidly, so fast that Xiao Lang and the knife couldn't see clearly, and the two guards were also dazzled.

Chihiro broke through the Zhanzun Realm and immediately began to cultivate the high-level cheats given by the family, which was still a body method. Qianxun cultivates very hard, almost as desperately as Xiao Lang's knife, he knows very well that such an opportunity is hard to find, if Xiao Lang is in danger next time because of his poor protection, he will always be beaten into the bottom of the Xiao family, and there is no chance to turn over.

The two guards watched for a while, and under the influence of the three of them, they also began to sit in the corner and cultivate Xuan Qi. In the corner of the courtyard, the phantom beast Xiaobai blinked his big eyes and watched everyone cultivate curiously.

Except for eating, the five of them had been cultivating all the time, and it was almost nighttime that Xiao Lang stopped cultivating and the two of them walked towards the bathing room.

The two of them rinsed off and began to take a medicinal bath.

"Comfortable!"

Xiao Lang squinted his eyes and lay his head back in the barrel, and the knife also closed his eyes comfortably. Every time I finish cultivating, my body almost reaches the limit, and the muscles of my whole body are exercising at high intensity, and when I am soaked in herbs at this moment, I feel like I am suddenly soaking in a hot spring on a snowy day, and I feel comfortable from head to toe.

Xiao Lang also knew very well that after such a high-intensity cultivation, the medicinal power in these herbs could be best absorbed, and his physical fitness would become stronger. The bigger and stronger the bottle of wine is, the faster it can hold more wine, and the cultivation of Xuan Qi will be faster.

And most importantly... He and Xiaodao have suffered countless injuries over the years, and there are countless hidden dangers of dark injuries in their bodies, and these herbs can slowly heal these dark injuries, otherwise once the dark injuries occur, if it is in the middle of the battle, it will kill them.

After soaking for an hour, the two of them opened their eyes at the same time, put on their robes and walked towards the hall.

"Young Master Lang, I have your invitation!"

Walking to the door of the hall just now, Zen Lao smiled and handed Xiao Lang a purple-gold invitation. Xiao Lang was stunned, and when he opened it, he saw that it was a delicate word.

"Xiao Lang Gongzi is above, ten days later, the moon is full in the West Building, His Royal Highness held a poetry banquet in Ruoshui Pavilion, and the poetry banquet invited famous beauties and talents in the emperor's capital. If you dare not come, if you don't give your palace a child, I will let my father order you to be tied up and arrested. ”

Xiao Lang smiled bitterly when he saw it, is this purple-shirted princess hurt?

What kind of poetry banquet do you have to hold if you say you want to hold it? What are you asking yourself to do? He is a big old man, he can only chop the mysterious beast with a knife, and he will have a headache at any banquet he wants to attend, let alone this kind of poetry banquet!

"Brother, what is it?" the knife looked at curiously.

Xiao Lang pursed his lips and sighed: "Bullshit poetry banquet, it's nothing more than what kind of poetry is against it, showing off elegance and vassal elegance, or do you want to go with a knife?"

"No, no, if you don't go, you won't go to kill me!"

When Xiao Dao heard this, his head shook like a rattle, and then he immediately walked towards the hall, as if he was afraid that Xiao Lang would force him to go.

"Someone invited you to a banquet?"

As soon as Xiao Lang entered the hall, Xiao Qingyi immediately said with a smile, his eyes were doting. Xiao Lang handed the invitation to Xiao Qingyi, nodded and said with a wry smile: "It's Yun Zishan, that crazy girl, if I don't go, let the emperor order me to arrest me, auntie, what's the point of this bullshit poetry banquet? Isn't martial arts prevailing in the mainland? When did you start writing poetry?"

"No swearing!"

Xiao Qingyi blamed, glanced at the invitation, and then thought about it, and only after a moment looked out the window and said: "In ancient times, it was actually rumored that this continent was extremely popular, but no one cultivated martial arts, leaving a lot of beautiful poems. Later, it is said that after an inexplicable great change, the martial arts style prevailed in the mainland, and people found some ancient texts in countless ruins, and in recent years, the literary style began to slowly prevail. Don't underestimate the young lady of the wealthy family in the imperial capital, many of them are full of literary talents, your father was a double cultivator of civil and military affairs, and the first son of the imperial capital's generation deservedly!"

"Isn't it just poetry? what's so difficult!"

Xiao Lang muttered quietly, although he couldn't compose poems, he had a lot of wonderful verses in his mind. However, he didn't bother to copy a few quatrains through the ages, pretending to be some kind of bird genius. For him, Caizi is the same as Childe, and it is a very disgusting existence.

Xiao Qingyi suddenly changed his words, and said very seriously: "Hehe, my Lang'er is a very gunman, the girl in the purple shirt is rumored to be beautiful and fragrant, and she is only seventeen years old and has reached the high-level general, it is said that people are very arrogant, I didn't expect to actually send you an invitation, Lang'er, you have seen her, what do you think?

"Betrothed..."

Xiao Lang was speechless for a while, he didn't understand why Xiao Qingyi was so enthusiastic about this? Xiao Lang was in their twenties, and he didn't see the family betrothed them or anything, he was only seventeen years old, why was his aunt so anxious?

Xiao Qingyi looked at Xiao Lang's face, guessed his thoughts, and sighed helplessly: "Okay, if you're not happy, my aunt won't say anything, let's eat." Dress up in ten days, go play, it's going to be stuffy in Tsing Yi Pavilion all day!"

Xiao Lang responded, the knife over there was already hungry, and he immediately sat down with a smile, burying his head in a big gulp of rice.

Xiao Lang ate in silence, and secretly said that when the time comes, just go around and flash people, anyway, it is a poetry banquet, and there will be no duel, so it is good to go around the palace and see it.

The next day, Xiao Lang got up early as usual to meditate and practice Xuanqi for an hour, and then went to Yanwutang to practice with the children of the Xiao family, and then went to the square to run more than 100 laps.

The days are spent in a busy and fulfilling room, Xiao Lang and Xiaodao are as tired as dogs every day, and when they return to the room at night, they fall asleep directly, snoring like thunder.