Bai Lang watched this scene quietly, his expression was as calm as ever, only a trace of imperceptible softness flashed in his eyes.

The young woman stood up, looked at the continuous rain in the courtyard, and said softly, "Husband, I'm sorry. ”

Bai Lang looked sideways slightly: "Why did you suddenly say that?" ”

The young woman said apologetically: "The concubine has been in the house for many years, but she has never been able to give birth to a son and a half daughter for her husband, which is really worthy of the ancestors of the Bai family." ”

Bai Lang said: "Don't talk nonsense. ”

The young woman did not purse her lips, looking at the rain curtain silently.

Seeing his appearance, Bai Lang unconsciously softened in his heart, and a rare tenderness appeared on his face: "It's not your fault, you don't need to be yourself." It's getting late, so go back to bed early. ”

Hearing Bai Lang's words of comfort, the young woman felt more and more guilty in her heart, but she did not reveal her thoughts.

She forced a smile and saluted Bai Lang: "Husband should also rest early." ”

With that, she turned and went back to her room.

Not long after the young woman left, a slender figure appeared in the corridor.

"Lang'er."

A mellow voice sounded, Bai Lang looked back, and a middle-aged monk in a Confucian shirt appeared in front of him.

This person has a slender figure, square eyebrows, and naturally exudes a heroic righteousness when he speaks.

His name is Bai Jingxuan, who is the Bai Shibo in the mouth of the dead Fang Huai, and he is also the person who is responsible for the birthday banquet of the Demon Refining Ancestor's birthday.

Bai Lang stepped forward to salute: "Father." ”

Bai Jingxuan looked at the direction in which the young woman left: "Shan Rou is a good daughter-in-law, you have to treat her well." ”

Bai Lang lowered his head, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and he did not respond.

Bai Jingxuan asked, "Have you ever seen Senior Nephew Fang Huai?" He went to Fengyulou in the afternoon to get information, and calculated that the time should have arrived. ”

Bai Lang looked as usual and said, "He has already come." ”

Bai Jingxuan frowned and said, "I've already come, why didn't you come to see me?" ”

Bai Lang said: "According to Fang Huai, there is no useful news in this intelligence. He thought that there would be no problem with this birthday banquet, and he was anxious to go back to rest, so he asked me to convey it to you. ”

Bai Jingxuan listened to this, and said with some displeasure: "This kid, no matter whether the information is useful or not, he should personally hand it over to me, how dare he be so negligent?" ”

Bai Lang said: "This birthday banquet is huge, and everyone has been working very hard for a while, and Fang Huai is not incomprehensible. Besides, what he said is not unreasonable, in the territory of my Demon Refining Sect, who dares to come and make a mistake without knowing whether they are alive or dead? ”

"I didn't expect you to take the initiative to speak for that kid?" Bai Jingxuan was a little surprised, his son was withdrawn since he was a child, and he had little contact with the people of the sect.

At this birthday banquet, he also took the initiative to ask Ying to help him handle various matters, and shared a lot of worries for himself.

Bai Lang knew that he had said a lot, and turned to look at the rain curtain: "People always have to change, don't they?" ”

In this regard, although Bai Jingxuan was surprised, he was also very pleased with Bai Lang's change.

After he drove the crane to the west, the most reassuring thing was this son with a rough background and a withdrawn temperament.

If he can learn to take on some sect affairs and have a good relationship with the people in the sect, it should not be difficult to survive the rest of his life smoothly.

Thinking of this, Bai Jingxuan said with a smile: "I've worked hard for you this time, tomorrow is the day of the birthday banquet, let's rest early." ”

"Yes." Bai Lang answered and raised his feet and left, his figure gradually disappearing into the darkness.

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In Sifang City, the study room of the City Lord's Mansion is still lit.

There are two figures in the room, one of which is the owner of this study, and the highest authority in the Sifang City, the city lord - Shui Dumping River.

He sat upright in the main seat, and on the desk in front of him were stacked two stacks of information collected by his subordinates and sent by Fengyulou respectively.

In front of him, stood a Confucian in Tsing Yi wearing a white scarf and holding a feather fan.

This person is the right-hand man under Shui Dumping River, one of the four holy passes, the master of Qinglong Pass, Taishu Zhengrong, and the first think tank in Sifang City, in charge of government affairs in the city.

Shui Tianhe put a piece of information in his hand on the case: "During this time, there have been many demon beasts in the city. ”

Uncle Tai said solemnly: "Indeed, there are no less than 100 monsters brought into the city by the four elders of Qianjimen alone, and each of them is not shallow. ”

Shui Tianhe sneered: "The Thousand Machine Gate and the Demon Refining Sect have been at odds for a hundred years, this time the four elders came out to celebrate their birthday, if there are no ghosts among them, who will believe it?" ”

Uncle Tai said solemnly: "In this case, what should I do in Sifang City?" ”

The water poured into the river: "Suzaku is in charge of financial affairs, let him prepare a generous gift, and go to celebrate my birthday on my behalf." ”

Uncle Zhengrong asked, "The city owner temporarily changed his mind on the eve of the birthday banquet?" ”

Shui Tianhe explained: "The demon clan poured out of the nest this time, and the one who came must not be good. Although the Demon Refining Sect has attracted all the attention, it is not ruled out that the Demon Clan has the possibility of secretly attacking my Sifang City. At this critical period, the city mainly personally sat in the Sifang City, and ordered Xuanwu to strengthen the garrison in the city. ”

"Yes." Uncle Tai Zhengrong responded, and was about to go down to convey it, but he seemed to remember something, "If the demon clan is really here to refine the Demon Sect, does Sifang City want to help?" ”

The water poured into the river and waved his hand: "Just wait and see." ”

Uncle Tai said solemnly: "Doing this, aren't you afraid that the Demon Refining Sect will hate the Sifang City afterwards?" ”

"Millions of years ago, the demon race was expelled by our human race, and all that remained were some inferior races that survived. Even if the demon clan poured out of the nest this time, it couldn't set off much wind and waves in the Southern Regions. If the Demon Refining Sect can't even resist this kind of battle, it will be called 'Demon Refining' in vain. What's more, with the degree of hatred of the demon clan towards the Demon Refining Sect, if the Demon Refining Sect is really defeated, even if the sect is not destroyed, it will definitely suffer heavy damage at that time, so what is my Sifang City afraid of? ”

Uncle Tai Zhengrong said again: "Even though my Sifang City is not afraid of refining the Demon Sect, the demon clan is the mortal enemy of our human race after all. In the Southern Regions, there was a large-scale invasion of the human clan sect by the demon clan, if the reincarnation sea knew that my Sifang City had been standing by and staying out of the matter during this period, wouldn't it be guilty? ”

"Qinglong, you haven't come into contact with the people of the Reincarnation Sea, so you don't know them at all." Shui Tianhe sneered, "Although many forces such as Sifang City, Demon Refining Sect, and Thousand Machine Gate are nominally under the control of the Reincarnation Sea, our life and death have never been taken to heart at all. The reincarnation sea is a force that fears that the world will not be chaotic, and the battle between the Demon Refining Sect and the Demon Clan, no matter what the victory or defeat is, there will be countless casualties. Far from dissuading it, the sea of reincarnation may be happy to see it come to fruition. ”

Uncle Zhengrong didn't quite understand the meaning of the words of the water pouring into the river, why there were countless casualties after the war, but the reincarnation sea was happy to see it.

You must know that the rise and fall of the subordinate forces is related to the amount of worship handed over to the ten major forces every year, don't they care about this at all?

However, now that the city lord has already spoken, Uncle Zhengrong is also interested in not asking anymore.

Although he is nominally the think tank of the water pouring into the river, the other party is the only person in the Sifang City.

Besides, with the vision and wisdom of the lord of the castle, it will not be untargeted.

Thinking of this, Uncle Tai Zhengrong didn't say anything more, and immediately retired to prepare.