After the matter was done, Shen Lang went home and practiced.

All afternoon, he was sweating and practicing under the scorching sun.

Today he did not even hide in the shadow of the big mulberry tree.

Standing under the scorching sun of July, with the blazing sun that can peel off people's skin, sharpen their body and will.

After every time he practiced boxing, he stood with his sword in his hand, posed with his sword, and used his "spiritual seeds" to stimulate emotions, stir his chest, ignite thunderous anger, and melt Tengteng killing intent.

When the killing intent fills the chest, the eagerness to spray thin, the sixteen-character mental method and the sword technique map pass through his mind.

Shen Lang stomped on the ground with the soles of his feet, the thunderous explosion rushed from the soles of his feet, the muscles trembled, the muscles and bones roared, the sword roared, a sword stabbed violently, and people followed the sword, like a moth to a fire, like lightning on a rainy night, the cold light was scorching, and the white rainbow ran through the sun!

Burst!

The sword body penetrated deeply into the extremely solid rammed earth courtyard wall, piercing more than a foot and piercing the courtyard wall directly.

The murderous aura was poured out, and his mind went blank for a moment, like a trance collapse after extreme anger.

After a short period of distraction, Shen Lang came back to his senses, took a deep breath, and shook his head slightly:

"The front swing is still too long. It takes at least four or five breaths to brew emotions and accumulate murderous intent...... In actual combat, no one would give me such a long time to recharge. We must integrate the 'killing intent' into our instincts, so that our thoughts can be ......."

It is not a simple matter to imprint the "killing intent" into the instinct and send out the "white rainbow through the sun" when the thought is moving.

A murderous bandit killer, a veteran soldier who has experienced a hundred battles, or has integrated killing intent into his instinct and can enter a killing state at any time, but Shen Lang is just a modern urban youth who has never killed anyone, and has only seen a corpse twice.

But it's okay if you don't have experience.

The "spiritual seed" condensed by his cultivation of the demon taming technique can help him independently stimulate emotions and make the impossible possible.

It's nothing more than practice.

Putting down the sword, Shen Lang practiced boxing again.

The thirteen-stroke boxing is the foundation, which can exercise the muscles of the whole body, increase strength, and integrate strength.

Without a solid physical foundation and enough fierce and ferocious strength, even if the sword of the White Rainbow Piercing Sun is practiced to the point of imminent action, the power is limited.

After practicing boxing, I began to practice swords again.

In this way, the cycle continued, practicing in one breath until the evening, Shen Lang took a casual shower, finished holding Xiao Zhao on his shoulder, holding a clay pot in his hand, went out with cats and fish, and stepped on the north of the city.

He went to a restaurant in the north of the city and found a private room facing the street.

Diagonally opposite the window of the private room, outside the market, it seems to be the Shishi town house, the copper ring vermilion lacquer, and the magnificent Zhao Mansion gate.

Shen Lang was eating and drinking, while listening to Xiao Zhao and Xiao Yu fighting, feeding Xiao Zhao a chopstick meat from time to time, and sprinkling some eggs, rice grains, and shredded meat on the small fish in the clay pot, but his eyes kept staring at the gate of Zhao's mansion.

After drinking three pots of wine, at the beginning of the lanterns, he finally saw the Zhao family.

Zhao Mengshan, the eldest of the Zhao family, rode a tall horse, and walked out of the gate of the Zhao Mansion surrounded by several family members and walked to the market.

Everywhere I passed, pedestrians, cars and horses avoided one after another, and the cries of street vendors, soliciting customers, and bargaining all unconsciously lowered a few beats.

Although he has the aura of a clean street tiger, if you take a closer look, Zhao Da Shao has a good skin.

He was tall, with extremely white skin, slightly sunken eye sockets, and large, bright eyes. His face was angular and sculptural, with thin lips slightly raised and a cynical smile.

Just looking at his appearance, he can't tell that this person is a perverted sadist, but he only feels that he has an uninhibited and chic temperament, which is almost heartbreaking.

Looking at Zhao Dashao's appearance, it is not difficult to imagine how beautiful his sister should be, no wonder he can become the most favored Mrs. Ru of the contemporary Yingguo Gong.

Shen Lang held the wine glass in his hand, looked at Zhao Mengshan condescendingly, and said to Xiao Zhao and Xiao Yu:

"No wonder Mu Qingxue said that the people in their god hunting hall are the least good at judging people by their appearance. They catch thieves and handle cases every day, and they see a lot of guys with beautiful faces and wolf hearts, aren't they not interested in appearance?

"By the way, Xiao Zhao and Xiao Yu, what do you think that guy looks like?"

The little fish, which was placed in a clay pot and placed on the table, replied to him very dryly:

[I can't see it, how do you know what the guy you said looks like? 】

Xiao Zhao, who was leaning on the window lattice and looking down, replied:

[I think he looks very average!] His neck was a little longer, giving Meow a sense that he was ready to kill at any moment, so that he could invite the whole village to his house for a feast. 】

Shen Lang laughed, touched Xiao Zhao's head and praised:

"Well said! Isn't he just a decrepit look ready to be killed at any moment? Speaking of which, what do you think Brother Lang and I look like? ”

Xiao Zhao: [Too handsome! 】

Little Fish: [Okay...... I'll go, cat, you're a sycophant again, the fox is the master, it's not the right way! 】

Shen Lang ignored Xiao Yu's answer and asked the cat:

"Then what do you think, what kind of handsome method am I?"

Xiao Zhao: [Meow ~ is the triple Andy Lau, twice as much as Takeshi Kaneshiro, shocked Bai Gu, the kind of handsome that shames Yanzu~]

Xiao Yu's eyes widened in shock:

[This kind of sycophant can also be filmed? ] I'm ashamed to be in the company of you fox and cat demon! Puff puff puff ......】

Shen Lang pretended not to hear Xiaoyu complain, and continued to stroke the cat's head and praise:

"Xiao Zhaoling is really discerning, and very simple and honest......"

However, at this moment, he heard Xiao Zhao's voice again:

[Xiao Zhao thought to himself: In fact, in the eyes of Meow, humans all look similar...... What Dehua, Xiao Wu, Bai Gu, Yan Zu, aren't they all the same? 】

“……”

The corners of Shen Lang's mouth twitched slightly:

"Xiao Zhao, I can hear your heart! And 'Xiao Zhao thought' What's going on? Why do you have to dub and narrate yourself? You're not naïve! ”

Xiao Zhao suddenly raised his claws and covered his little face:

[Oops, my heart has been heard, so ashamed to meow......]

The little fish continues to be shocked:

[Damn, I was cute...... Even I will be cute, this cat is simply the demon of the Gu Calamity King~! Shen Lang, you have to be careful, don't be dazzled by it! The prime minister has said that he wants to be close to the virtuous ministers and far villains! 】

Xiao Zhao and Xiao Yu talked lively.

But if an outsider comes in and sees this scene, he will only see a cute little white cat, meowing sweetly and softly, and see a beautiful red carp with a ruler length, spitting blisters and puffing in a clay pot.

Before you know it, the restaurant is about to close.

Shen Lang, who refilled a table of dishes and added three rounds of wine, paid for the wine, packed the remaining few meals into a fine pen space, left the restaurant, and went around to the side of the Zhao Mansion along the long courtyard wall that occupied almost an entire street in the Zhao Mansion.

Standing on the opposite side of the courtyard wall of the Zhao Mansion, which was more than a zhang high, in the shadow of an alley, he waited patiently until the dead of night before Shen Lang sent Xiao Zhao to let him sneak into the Zhao Mansion to explore the way.

"Be careful, slip away when you're in danger, and don't let people hurt you."

[I know~ People will be careful. 】

When a thin cloud obscures the moonlight, the bright moonlight is darkened.

Xiao Zhao was like a white shadow, flying across the street, rubbing a few times to climb the high courtyard wall, looking back at Shen Lang, the corners of his mouth curled, giving him a [reassuring] look, and jumped down the wall again.

[Ask for a ticket~! ] 】