The meaning of Lang Wuxian and Lou Nan is very simple, if you want to take them together, or both of them will stay, anyway, we are not in a hurry, you can't complete the errand, or you delay the errand, and someone pinched the handle or something, and it has nothing to do with us.

Lang Huanghai slammed the table under his hand, and roared coldly: "You threaten me?"

looked at Lou Nan with murderous intent in his eyes, and he had a big intention to draw a knife and kill someone.

Lang Wuxian can't act rashly, but he is still sure to kill a Mao God who has no origin.

"As long as you know each other, no one will threaten you, don't embarrass yourself!" "Lou Nan is not a soft persimmon? Knowing that the person who comes is not good, why bother to talk about it? Since there is no common language, it is useless to say so much.

Lou Nan now, but I don't know how powerful I am...

The body is also imposing, and he looks at Lang Huanghai without showing weakness.

For a while, the entire hall was dark and turbulent, and the whole scene was even more imminent.

"Ha! Ha! Mr. Niu Terrier is really extraordinary! I am also a little curious, I deliberately test Mr., and please don't care about Mr. Lang Huanghai suddenly had murderous anger in his eyes, and then laughed.

Seeing it is a heroic scene of smiling and hating.

But is that really the case?

Hehe!

"Mr. Niu Terrier is going to our Lang family, I Lang Huanghai is the first to welcome! My nephew! I know all day long that I don't know how to learn, and now I have Mr. to train me, and I am grateful for it! I don't know if Mr. has the spare time to train the puppy?" Lang Huanghai said to Lou Nan very enthusiastically.

What was he thinking?

Lou Nan thought about it for a moment, looking at Lang Huanghai, he was still such a person, but the gap between before and after was very different, and the role change in it vaguely made another shadow appear in Lou Nan's mind.

Could it be that this Lang Huanghai is actually the same as him, and he is also an actor?

With this absurd idea, Lang Huanghai pulled his sleeves and walked out of the City Lord's Mansion, followed by Lang Wuxie.

Lang Huanghai pointed to the seemingly ordinary carriage in front of him and said with a smug smile: "Mr. Niu Terrier, please! Innocent nephew follows! We will rush back to Lang's house now! Your grandfathers are still waiting for you! Say that my Lang family has finally produced a good horse, I want to take a good look!"

At this time, Lang Huanghai looked really a good uncle.

Maybe there's something greasy in it, maybe it's just Lang Huanghai looking for a step for himself, who knows?

The carriage looked ordinary, but when I walked in, I realized that I should not judge its insides from the outside.

The carriage seems to be blessed with the small dimensional space of the earth gods and the space gods, and the originally small carriage is the size of a football field.

And the carriage is no longer called a carriage, but a luxurious villa.

Even the gods of light have cast their magic inside, shining on this villa, as well as the small garden and small pond outside the villa.

But it is a piece of red bricks and green tiles, with lush forests and bamboos, and more graceful corridors. Everything is natural and pure, just like a pure and blessed place outside the world without contention.

But when you think that this is a carriage that should have been cramped, all the purity will turn into a rolling luxury, and the mysteries revealed everywhere make people smack their tongues.

The furnishings in the villa are still plain, but they show delicacy and care everywhere.

At this moment, Lou Nan really felt the wealth and heritage of the Lang family, the first clan in the distance, and the pastime of Lang Wuxian in the past will only seem exaggerated compared with here.

No wonder so many people are so jealous of the current position of the Lang family, an insignificant figure of the Lang family is like this, but what about the others? What about the real people of the Lang family? What do they enjoy? What do they have?

Lang Huanghai dug out a jar of old wine from under a long flower like a bright star, and through the wine jar carved by ice jade, Lounan smelled a fantastic rich aroma of wine.

In the middle of this garden, an old vine suddenly rose, and then entangled itself, only to form a table made of vines and three rattan chairs in an instant.

Lang Huanghai and Lang Wuxian sat on the chair without any different colors, and Lou Nan also sat down expressionlessly, and could only use the more extravagant scenes in his memory to hedge and alleviate some negative emotions.

Although... The more extravagant sights themselves had nothing to do with him.

Patting open the mud seal of the wine jar, a rich aroma of wine appeared in the air, and suddenly came into contact with the hot air under the freezing of the ice jade, condensing a silver mist, and this mist changed in the air, and actually formed a beautifully dressed beauty, in the air, in the wind, fluttering and flying, appearing and disappearing.

"The name of this wine is Phantom, it is three hundred years ago, after I got it, I buried it under this star flower, day and night by the flower soul of this star flower, and now I just open the altar to drink, and it will not slack off the distinguished guests!"

Three ancient sandalwood wooden cups emerge on the rattan table.

Lang Huanghai personally added three glasses of silver-white liquor and said, "After drinking this jar of wine, it is estimated that you will arrive at Lang's house! Come on! Mr. Niu Terrier! Innocent nephew! Don't be polite! Let's raise a glass together!"

Lou Nan was not polite, and drank the wine in the glass as soon as he picked up the wine glass.

Suddenly, a refreshing sensation surged from Lou Nan's throat to the tip of his tongue, and then gathered in his abdomen, like a piece of starlight, he even felt a pair of gentle little hands caressing his body, and the kind of shuddering pleasure was really intoxicating.

"Good wine!" Lou Nan commented in shallow terms.

In his memory, there are many good verses.

But it doesn't seem to be the right way to describe this wine.

"Here, have another drink! It feels different!" Lang Huanghai added another cup to Lou Nan, and said with a meaningful smile.

But Lou Nan didn't drink this glass, but swept the entire jar of wine to the ground with one sleeve, shattered into pieces with a bang, and the wine seeped into the soil and disappeared without a trace.

"What do you mean, Mr. Bull Terrier?" Lang Huanghai said angrily.

Even Lang Wuxian looked pity, and said unsatisfied: "Yes, Mr. Cow Terrier, even if you don't drink it, don't waste it!"

"I'm afraid that this glass of wine will go down, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to open my mouth in the future!" Lou Nan looked at Langhuang Haidao with a sneer.

As soon as these words came out, the whole scene fell silent.

Lang Huanghai's face changed slightly: "What do you mean by this? We have all drunk this wine, and you also drank a cup before, if it is poisonous, we have already poisoned it, how can we allow you to live until now?"

Although Lang Huanghai said sonorously and powerfully, Lang Wuxian heard some different meanings from it, although he did not deliberately distance himself from Lang Huanghai, but his defensiveness against him rose in vain.

Lou Nan sneered: "This is your cleverness!"

The feather fan gently swept over the stem of the so-called star flower, and a hint of reddish emulsion seeped out of the stem.

Lou Nan pointed to the trace of emulsion and said, "The juice in the stem of the real star flower should be silvery-white, but the juice in the stem of the fan flower similar to the star flower is pale red!"

Lang Huanghai's old face turned red and said: "I think that my Ying Ming was actually deceived by a little flower farmer!

Lou Nan did not hesitate to expose his lie and said: "There should be nothing wrong with the flower farmer! Not to mention that this Fan Hua is not poisonous! Or it cannot constitute a poison alone!"

"What do you mean?" asked Lang Wuxie.

"The problem is this wine glass!" Lou Nan raised his wine glass to Lang Huanghai and Lang Wuxie.

"What's wrong with the wine glass?" Lang Huanghai still said stiffly.

"That's a big problem!" Lou Nan crushed his wine glass, but some black textures appeared in the broken gaps, and the same Lou Nan crushed the wine glasses used by Lang Huanghai and Lang Wuxie, but inside was a fine gold wire texture.

Holding the fragment with a black vein, he said: "This wood is called the evil dragon, it is made of the blood of the god-level poisonous dragon, and it grows from the wood of the dragon, which is different from the ordinary wood, but the texture of this wood is black, and the texture of the good dragon wood is even black and purple." ”

"I've heard of this dragon wood too, but it's not poisonous in itself!" Lang Wuxian wondered.

"Yes, neither the Evil Dragon Wood nor the Fan Flower are poisonous, but once the two are compatible, if they are combined, it will be a poison that can dissolve the godhead, and the blood will seal the throat, and the medicine stone will be ineffective, even if the God of Life is in front of him, he is afraid that he will not be able to save it." Lou Nan said coldly.

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