Chapter Eighty-Three: The Down-and-Out Lion King
Fallen Leaf City is very large, as the supreme overlord in the southeast of Tianzhou, although Fallen Leaf City is not as good as Ouyang City, it is definitely not as small as there, and the Fallen Leaf Family is ranked fifth among the top ten families.
Xiao Lang didn't plan to stay in Fallen Leaf City, walked out of the teleportation array, glanced deeply at the broken shoes, pursed his mouth, and said two words for a long time: "Take care!"
"Haha, don't worry brother!"
The broken shoes patted Xiao Lang's shoulder, shook his head and said proudly: "We can escape in that situation, the old lady will definitely take care of us, so we will not die in the future, we will all live well, and live extremely comfortably." Little prodigal son, I'm very safe here, but you're in a lot of danger, I can't help you now, cherish! I hope that the next time we meet, you can surprise me!"
"Take care!"
Xiao Lang said two words again, then resolutely turned around and walked into the teleportation array, and the token in his hand flashed and said to the guards guarding the teleportation array: "Go to Flying Sky City!"
The teleportation array slowly lit up, but Xiao Lang and Broken Shoes looked at each other, until Xiao Lang turned into a white light and disappeared into the teleportation array, and Broken Shoes still stood in place and did not move. There was no sadness of parting on his face, only a face full of emotion, he looked at the western sky, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and quietly murmured: "With the magic power of flying through the void, the hand of splitting the gods, the supreme chariot, the mysterious grass vine, and the ruthless sword! This kid has such an unruly character, I'm afraid it won't be long before Tianzhou will be turned upside down, right? Little prodigal, I don't have many friends with broken shoes, you are one, wait for my brother for three years, wait for me to become the son-in-law of this Fallen Leaf City, brother will cover you, you must not die in the past three years!"
"Broken shoes, I don't have many friends Xiao Lang, you are one. Wait for me for a few years, as long as I don't die, whoever dares to bully you in this Tianzhou will kill his whole family!"
At the same time, Xiao Lang in the Flying Heaven Mansion had just teleported, but he did not continue to teleport, but looked at the sky in the east and muttered. He has never been a person who is good at showing his heart to the outside, and some kindness is just remembered in his heart.
After finishing speaking, Xiao Lang no longer had the slightest nostalgia, and teleported all the way to the teleportation array, he had a teleportation token with broken shoes, and he could teleport a hundred prefectures every day, and he was too lazy to fly across the void.
Qingzhou Mansion is considered to be in the south of Tianzhou, and it is not too far away from here, it probably takes more than a thousand prefectures to reach it, and it only takes more than ten days to teleport all the way, so Xiao Lang is not in a hurry. It's just that some worries have passed, can you still find the descendants of the Blue Emperor?
Xiao Lang had already thought of the itinerary, first went to Qingzhou Mansion, and then went to the Divine Armor Mansion in the south of Tianzhou, no matter whether he could see the knife or not, whether he could get the help of the Divine Armor family, he finally went directly to the Black Scale Mansion and tried to rescue Dongfang Hongdou.
The news of the broken shoes, Dongfang Hongdou is extremely safe at the moment, and the treasure conference in Xian Emperor City before March, Dongfang Hongdou and the Black Flag Gongzi attended. I haven't seen her for a year, and Dongfang Hongdou's strength has reached the peak of the kings, and such a fast cultivation speed shocked the Tianzhou Continent again, but she didn't refine half a Xuanshi. Dongfang Hongdou has also been promoted from eighth to sixth on the top ten beauties, and her identity is hot and sought after by countless sons.
According to the broken shoes, Dongfang Hongdou is the safest at the moment, because countless sons of super families are waiting for Dongfang Hongdou to break through the last step and reach the Human Emperor Realm! During this time, the Black Scale Mansion will definitely offer Dongfang Red Beans as a rare treasure, so Dongfang Red Beans are extremely safe.
So Xiao Lang decided to bury Emperor Qing's body first, after all, if something happens to him, this body will also be destroyed, so he won't be at ease when he dies.
A morning passed, and Xiao Lang quickly teleported more than ninety prefectures, and the number of token uses in one day was about to run out. Xiao Lang secretly pondered, should he fly directly across the void and shuttle towards Qingzhou Mansion? It's just that his flight through the void is not allowed, so he is afraid that he will shuttle farther and farther away when the time comes...
The teleportation light gradually weakened, Xiao Lang pondered, and while mechanically walking into the teleportation array next to him, he took out the token and shouted to the guards: "Go to Hotan City!"
At the moment when the teleportation array lit up, Xiao Lang suddenly saw a very familiar back in front of him, the back was extremely tall, not enough to be a little rickety, wearing a purple coat, walking slowly towards the distance, holding his head down, Xiao Lang did not see the side face.
"Buzz!"
The white light shone brightly, the teleportation array opened, Xiao Lang's eyes were shrouded in white light, but he was still hesitating in his mind, why is this back so familiar?
"Purple Big?"
When Xiao Lang teleported to Hotan City, he suddenly woke up. In such a hot weather, ordinary warriors wear cool samurai robes, and they will never wear thick dakus! And this dakuze is still purple? How could it be such a coincidence?
Xiao Lang's heart suddenly stirred, and he immediately flashed his token to the guards of the teleportation array and shouted, "Teleport me back!"
The guards had black lines on their foreheads, but they didn't dare to disobey, wondering in their hearts what kind of neuropathic boy this was?
Returning to the city just now, Xiao Lang's eyes swept suddenly, and soon he saw the extremely eye-catching purple big in the crowd in the distance, he rushed towards the back with some excitement, the closer he got to the more familiar he felt, when he left the back for hundreds of meters, Xiao Lang suddenly stopped and shouted: "Eight... Master!"
With his head lowered in front of him, his back, which looked weak, trembled suddenly, and then he turned around slowly, but his eyes swept over Xiao Lang in a daze, and then swept around, and finally thought he had heard it wrong, his eyes became cloudy again, and he turned around with some trouble, ready to leave.
"Eighth Master!"
Xiao Lang looked at this familiar face stupidly, looking at this face that was more than ten years older than before, with a scruffy beard, all depressed and insensitive, his body was constantly trembling, and his eyes were foggy, but he couldn't hold back the tears.
He has a deep affection for the eighth master, the eighth master once saved his life on the guillotine ridge, and he admires this extremely domineering and arrogant bloody man. At this moment, after more than a year, can we meet again in the vast Tianzhou?
It's just that this scene of meeting makes him very sad, what happened? What made a man like the Lion King so depressed, so depressed, so old?
"Huh?"
Hearing Xiao Lang's loud shout again, the eighth master's eyes flashed, staring at Xiao Lang, but Xiao Lang was disfigured at the moment, and he was still wearing brocade clothes, like a handsome son of a big family in Tianzhou, how could he recognize it?
There was a touch of disappointment in his eyes, the essence in his eyes immediately disappeared, his eyes became cloudy again, and he bowed to Xiao Lang with great respect, and then opened his mouth and said a little numbly: "This, this master, are you calling Xiao? The little one is called Xiao Ba, and the family calls me... Eighth master, you call it so, the little one can't bear it, it's tormenting the little one, do you have any instructions for this master......"
Listening to the eighth master's "small" and "master", Xiao Lang's tears couldn't help pouring out anymore, his lips trembled, and he said in a trembling voice: "Eighth master, I am a lone wolf, your Yanyu Villa, the gold medal fighter in the Colosseum, the lone wolf!"
"Lone wolf? Wolves, lone wolves!"
The eighth master's confused eyes blinked, muttered a few times, his cloudy eyes suddenly lit up, his rickety back became straight, one hand was raised and pointed at Xiao Lang, but he kept trembling, and asked again in disbelief: "Are you a lone wolf?" Young master?"
Seeing Xiao Lang nodding vigorously, the eighth master suddenly burst into tears, and his legs actually knelt down against Xiao Lang, kowtowed to Xiao Lang, and howled: "Young master, please save my wife, save my child, and... Save Lord Futu, Demon God Gongzi and Midori and them!"
"Xiao Ba, stand up for me!"
Xiao Lang's body trembled, but a surge of anger rose in his heart, his face became cold, and he roared loudly.
But there was a storm in his heart. What happened to the eighth master? It made the eighth master's personality change greatly? Such a domineering eighth master turned out... It's all down to kneeling down to him in public?
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[Author's digression]: I wrote a wrong thing yesterday, the ruthless sword is three feet three, not three inches three! Okay... I admit that my math was taught by my music teacher.