Seeing the corpse of the demon clan that had changed back to its original appearance in that place, Liao Guangzheng and the officials behind Zhuang Yongjie all had their eyelids jumping slightly.

This is a seventh-grade demon in one place, and one of them is even a sixth-grade realm!

Even with the gaze of looking at Shen Lang, he had a little more admiration.

"Is Ziyu okay?" Liao Guangzheng said with concern.

Shen Lang nodded and smiled: "Hello Mr. Guangzheng, I'm fine." After groaning slightly, he handed the jade pendant to Liao Guangzheng and said the words of the old man of the Tiger Clan.

Liao Guangzheng's face was suddenly full of surprise, and he immediately ordered the people accompanying him to mobilize masters.

"After today, Ziyu is afraid that it will not be good for Ziyu to come to the imperial city." Zhuang Yongjie sighed lightly.

For Zhuang Yongjie, Shen Lang has always been very respectful.

At the beginning, the question of the Anping County Children's Examination was the big guy in front of him, and the poem "Southern Expedition" was also produced because of this, and the two can be regarded as gods for a long time.

Shen Lang has been in the imperial city for a long time, but in order to avoid being involved in partisan disputes, he has not visited him.

He saluted respectfully to Zhuang Yongjie, and Zhuang Yongjie hurriedly helped him up.

"Ziyu is very polite."

Zhuang Yongjie said, sighing deeply again, with a little regret in his eyes.

Shen Lang smiled slightly and said, "Lord Zhuang doesn't have to be like this. ”

Zhuang Yongjie was silent for a moment, and also shook his head and smiled: "It's me who is sad about the spring and autumn, but Ziyu is suddenly surprised." ”

The two chatted for a few words, and Zhuang Yongjie left, the news of those children given by Shen Lang was too important, and someone must be sent over immediately.

There were only two people left in the field, Liao Guangzheng and Shen Lang, and Shen Lang suddenly felt that the atmosphere was strange.

Liao Guangzheng looked at him with a smile and said, "I heard that Dongxue is also here, how is she lately?" ”

Shen Lang coughed lightly twice and said, "Back to Lord Guangzheng, Sister Dongxue is in the other courtyard, Lord Guangzheng wants to go and see?" ”

Liao Guangzheng shook his head slightly and said, "You don't have to look at it." As he spoke, he glared at Shen Lang, "Amazing, hehe...... Who were there that day? ”

Shen Lang knew that he couldn't escape this, so he quickly explained.

"Youqing and my childhood sweetheart, when I was the most depressed, ......"

"Explain so much, I'll ask who there is, am I, Liao Guangzheng, the kind of narrow-minded person?"

Shen Lang hurriedly said all the people present, and when he heard Zhen Luo's name, Liao Guangzheng's expression suddenly became very strange.

Wang Xinsheng said that day was right, as soon as "Luo Shen Fu" came out, Zhen Luo became the dream lover of the world's scholars, and even Liao Guangzheng was not exempt from vulgarity.

In fact, there are only a few people who have seen Zhen Luo, although the poems of Zhenguo came out that day, and the whole country of Dongyun could see the vision of the Heavenly Dao, but Zhen Luo's appearance in that vision was blurred, and few people knew what she looked like. It can only be said that "Luo Shen Fu" is too amazing and gorgeous, and after an article, it is enough to choose a word at random to spread through the ages, and the description of women's beauty from body appearance to temperament is already impeccable.

This kind of beauty of poetry and writing is the easiest for readers to indulge in.

When he heard that Su Dong'er controlled the water rights of the river section of Qingyun Mansion City, Liao Guangzheng's eyes also flashed with surprise, but he didn't ask in detail.

After Shen Lang finished speaking, Liao Guangzheng said: "At the beginning, Dongxue was arranged to follow you, so that you could rely more on the court, who would have thought that you kid could do things so well, it has only been half a year, and he has become a seven-grade bachelor." Speaking of this, Liao Guangzheng laughed twice, "I slaughtered the six-grade demon clan just now, at this rate, I'm afraid that in another three or five years, I will have to salute you first." ”

Shen Lang bent down and saluted, and said respectfully: "Master Guangzheng, the student thinks it won't take three or five years......

"Poor mouth!"

Shen Lang smiled and told the Liao family about it, although Liao Guangzheng had his own channels to know the news of the Liao family, but hearing it from Shen Lang's mouth was another matter.

"If Mitsumasa-sama has nothing to do on weekdays, you can come to me more often. Sister Dongxue came alone, although they treated her like a sister, but after all, they were not as happy as their relatives to meet. ”

After Liao Guangzheng agreed, Shen Lang took off and went straight to the Chengdong Courtyard.

When I returned to the other courtyard, I saw that Yang Youqing and the three of them were already sitting on the edge of the pool chatting, seemingly waiting for him. The black cat, Erha, and the little turtle lay on the edge of the pool, and the black cat pulled the little turtle with its paws in boredom, turning it over on all fours. The little turtle was very helpless, and the four little short legs kicked around, and finally turned over, and then it was turned over by the black cat, and it accepted its fate after a few more times.

Seeing that Shen Lang was covered in dust and blood, Yang Youqing didn't ask much, but just instructed Luliu to prepare hot water for Shen Lang to take a bath.

Liao Dongxue's eyes were full of worry, Shen Lang just rubbed her head and said softly, "It's okay." ”

As he spoke, he told Liao Guangzheng about seeing him, and finally said: "His old man may not be able to wipe his face, you can go to the city to see him more if you are fine." ”

Liao Dongxue nodded obediently.

What Shen Lang didn't know was that his battle had already set off storms all over the world.

Kun Yuanzong watched the battle of the Imperial City through the "Mirror Flower Water Moon", but when he saw Shen Lang piercing the heart with a sword, he couldn't help but wave his fist.

"Good!"

Her eyes gleamed with excitement.

Beside her was Kun Yuanzong's senior sister Wu Xue'e.

Her eyes also flashed with a strange brilliance, and she said, "This is the Shen Lang who blocked your points to zero?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhan Wushuang was not happy.

"Senior sister! What do you mean, didn't he save our lives later?! ”

The cold and glamorous war fairy on weekdays, in front of his own senior sister, he has lost the appearance of the iceberg. Coquettish, coquettish, like a child. This is going to make those admirers see it, but I am afraid that they will all be dumbfounded.

Wu Xue'e nodded indifferently and said, "It's really powerful, you are not unjust in losing at his hands." She frowned slightly as she spoke, "It's just...... I know that the six-rank demon clan is the lion clan's ink maniac and a master who has been famous for a long time. Even if I fight against him, I am only seventy percent sure of winning, so how did Shen Lang kill him? You have a lot of Confucian friends, do they have conclusions? ”

Zhan Wushuang suddenly came to his senses and said, "I'll ask." ”

Taking out the jade talisman, her consciousness suddenly entered the mist battle array.

Because some time ago, there was the "Twelve Heavens Arrogant Demon" who sniped Shen Lang, and later Shen Lang rescued Zhan Wushuang and others with great might, so many people in the mist battle array knew Shen Lang.

Now the fog battle array is also crazy, and those who have watched this battle are all drunk, and what they haven't seen is beating their chests and feet.

"Have you ever seen that in order not to hurt the people, the meteorites and heavenly fires that Shen Lang became famous for were not used, and they were purely in the flesh to fight, and this record can be described as shocking!"

"Although Shen Lang destroys flowers ruthlessly, he does not hurt the people in the slightest, and he can be said to be a model of my Confucian cultivation!"

"It's worthy of being a spicy butcher who has cleared the battle fairy, and the six products of the demon clan are also vulnerable in front of him. Seeing it, the yellow sand rose in less than ten breaths, and a long-famous six-rank demon was beheaded under the sword! ”

As soon as Zhan Wushuang entered the island of the misty battle array, he heard such a sentence.

Her face suddenly turned dark, and she somehow became a background board.

But she is not interested in this, it is important to complete the task of the senior sister. And she herself is also very curious, the cultivation of the demon clan is very similar to that of martial arts, and they are mainly based on cultivating the physical body.

As a seventh-grade martial artist, the master and uncle are also high-grade martial arts cultivators, and she is the most aware of the strength of the sixth-grade martial arts.

And Shen Lang only took ten breaths to kill him, which is not reasonable at all.

Soon, he found several familiar Confucian cultivators, and they were also discussing the battle of Shen Lang Imperial City.

"I heard that the day before yesterday, at the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting in the Dragon Palace, Shen Lang won a seven-trick exquisite heart, and in the end, he should have used his heart to move his magic power at will, and he was caught off guard."

"What Brother Li said is that it seems that Shen Lang is not only strong in strength, but also unparalleled in mind. Have you noticed that except for the first blow to kill the tiger demon, no matter how dangerous it is, he has never used the magic power of the heart to move at will. ”

"Brother Lin makes sense, but there are also doubts here, you and I both know that although the Seven Tricks Exquisite Heart is strong, the consumption of talent is seven times that of usual, even if it is used by a scholar, it is impossible to sustain it with two poems at most, is it difficult for Shen Lang to kill the Six Ink Maniac with one battle poem? And he fought fiercely repeatedly, although he did not compose poetry, but the consumption of talent must be huge, why can he still kill people at will with his heart? ”

"Don't fight, in my opinion, it should be a poem composed by a supernatural power that moves at will, trap it, and then use the divine weapon to kill it."

This statement made everyone nod slightly, after all, everyone saw the picture of Shen Lang finally lifting his sword to pierce the ink madness from behind.

However, everyone quietly looked at Zhan Wushuang.

Zhan Wushuang was listening on the side, and the eyes of these fox friends naturally couldn't escape her eyes.

She suddenly froze: "What do you see me doing?!" ”

Everyone coughed lightly and looked away quietly.

In fact, there are many people who have been kidnapped by Shen Lang, but the most famous ones are Zhang Linyue and Zhan Wushuang, after all, the martial arts fairy who is tied up with five flowers, this is exciting to think about.

"No, no, Brother Zhang's inference is problematic." Another Confucian cultivator frowned and shook his head, "When the yellow sand rises, the ink madness is already close. Everyone, you and I are both Confucian cultivators, and if you are close to a sixth-grade martial cultivator, even if you are allowed to use your heart and mind at will, and give you a sharp enough divine weapon, you may be killed? Martial arts practice physical body tricks, he is already good at fighting, Shen Lang's binding technique is at most a moment, how can he go around behind Mo Mad and kill him? ”

There was a lot of noise among the people, and Zhan Wushuang also heard it with a lot of headaches. The point is that from time to time she will be compared to her, and her face is simply black from head to end.

I asked a few more people, but there was still no result.

The only definite conclusion is that Shen Lang must have used the "heart moves at will" magic power of the Seven Exquisite Hearts, otherwise there would be no reason to block the first wave of attack of the ink madness. Secondly, Shen Lang must have some strange battle poems that can teleporte behind the ink madness.

For the rest, however, there is no conclusion.

After all, seven products kill six products, no matter how you calculate it, there is no chance at all.

Leaving the misty battle array, he told Wu Xue'e the news he had heard.

Wu Xue'e looked strange when she heard this, and she couldn't help but glance at Zhan Wushuang: "The little slave tied the chicken to sell it to the market, and the chicken was tied up and fought with each other?" ”

"Senior sister!"

Countless sect academies are all discussing the battle in the imperial city today, six seven-rank, one six-grade, and the last two to escape, one is the snake demon who escaped from the battle, and the other is the fox girl who was let go because of "pity for the fragrance and cherish the jade".

From the "Mirror Flowers", you can only see the picture, but you can't hear the sound.

Seeing that Shen Lang let go of the beautiful fox girl, this is the only conclusion that can be obtained.

And at this moment, Shen Lang is completely unaware of the rumors from the outside world. He is now staying in the courtyard every day, and there is also news from Yang Shen's side, he is close to the capital, and he will arrive soon.

Shen Lang's expression was a little strange, Yang Shen and their side, I am afraid that there is no way to know their situation in Beijing.

I don't know what kind of expression I will have when I find myself beaten into white when I get here.

However, Zhang Yu was there, the first issue of the newspaper was finally printed, and something went wrong when recruiting newsboys, after all, the disappearance of young children really made people panic. Fortunately, there is news from Kyoto Prefecture that the traffickers have been wiped out, so there is no need to worry anymore.

After two or three days, the disappearance of children was never heard of in the capital, and people were relieved, and Shen Lang's media career was carried out smoothly.

Early in the morning, Shen Lang got up early, sat on the rocking chair in the courtyard, looked at the first newspaper of Dongyun Kingdom in his hand, and sat Yang Youqing and the three of them, also one for each person, looking at this novelty quite interestingly.

Liao Dongxue just read the title on the front page, and a pair of beautiful eyes widened the boss.

It was Fang Fei and Yang Youqing next to her, who also looked strange.

"This ...... So written to win the lord of Sakura, she ...... Isn't she angry? ”

Liao Dongxue swallowed her saliva, as if she had seen the monstrous anger of the county lord of Yingying. She hadn't seen Ying Ying, but this was the county lord of Huaining Palace, and he also had his own fiefdom, this kind of person was already a noble person in her eyes.

Shen Lang's face was full of indifference, and he said abruptly: "It's okay, it's very generous to win the cherry blossoms, at most, I will go to smash a restaurant again." ”

Liao Dongxue was a little dazed when she heard this, but Yang Youqing glanced at Shen Lang angrily.

Fang Fei couldn't help but laugh when she heard this.

Shen Lang won the cherry blossom and smashed the restaurant on the day he married Yang Youqing, this matter has already spread, Liao Dongxue is not interested in these gossips on weekdays, but Luliu not only likes to listen, but also likes to make small reports.

She heard it, it was equivalent to Yang Youqing hearing it, Yang Youqing hearing it, it was no different from Fang Fei hearing it.

That is, Liao Dongxue, this little girl, is always ignorant, and everyone thinks that she is a little sister who has not grown, and they will not tell her too much about this aspect.

If it was really a little mentioned, it wouldn't have happened nothing on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I slept all night.

Liao Dongxue was a little stunned, but quickly reacted, looked at Shen Lang with a pair of big flickering eyes, and said, "Brother Ziyu, are these true?!" ”

Shen Lang coughed lightly twice and said, "News, half-fake and half-true." As he spoke, he leaned over to Liao Dongxue's face, "Look, these are true, and these are fake." ”

As he spoke, he pointed it out to Liao Dongxue.

But at this moment, Liao Dongxue could still listen to it, feeling Shen Lang's warm breathing, her head was a little dizzy.

Towards noon, a rush of footsteps sounded.

When I looked up, I saw Steward Ma walking in with Zhang Yu.

Shen Lang had instructed Steward Ma early in the morning, if Zhang Yu asked to see him today, he didn't need to bring it in directly.

Zhang Yu was sweating profusely and panting.

Seeing him like this, Shen Lang, who originally didn't have any special feelings, was nervous by him.

"How?" Shen Lang asked.

"Explosion...... Exploded! Sold out! Zhang Yu exclaimed excitedly.

Shen Lang suddenly burst into high spirits, took a chair and put it down behind Zhang Yu, and said, "The specific situation is like this, let's talk about it quickly." ”