Chapter 17: Blood and Tears (I)
Compared to the chaos of the high-level of the Lang family, Lang Feng was happy at this time, since he fused the black chip that Baili Hao gave him into his body, he had discovered several interesting things. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
The first is that he was able to see the things around him clearly at night, and he went to the forbidden land that night, but he was not discovered by several star-level forbidden land guards on the periphery.
What's even more amazing is that whenever night comes, his internal force actually circulates on his own, enhancing his cultivation, although this enhancement is very limited, but no matter how small the mosquito is, it is meat.
For that black chip, Lang Feng spent four days studying the pleasure he brought to himself, although he had discovered three of them so far, but he was convinced that this chip was not simple, and the power was definitely unimaginable.
Just when Lang Feng continued to study and looked forward to Baili Hao's return day by day, the Lang family finally came, but almost everyone in the Lang family was not welcome to this person. This person is the messenger sent by the head of the mansion.
At this moment, a more luxurious and huge starship than the previous patrol envoy appeared in the sky above the Lang family, and a black-faced old man dressed in a refined samurai uniform walked out of it, and his clothes with golden sleeves showed that he was the person in charge of this trip.
The messenger did not pose in mid-air like Luo Gang before, but came directly to the hall of the Lang family, with three people by his side, in addition to a man and a woman who were each wrapped in a very stylish set of half-body armor, there was also a person Lang Feng knew, it was Ou Ming, the branch master of Dongping Mansion who was good friends with his father.
"The head of the Lang family, I am the messenger of the head of the mansion, what is the matter with coming to the house today, I must have known it in my heart, I am acting on behalf of the lord of the house, and I hope that the head of the house will give me a thin face!"
Here Qianji is an extremely sleek person at a glance, these few words first took out his identity to suppress people, and then picked up the relationship between himself and the subject, such a guy, who is in it but is not controlled by others, deserves to be smart.
Ou Ming's face on the side was gloomy at this time, as if he had something to say in his heart, after all, he had a friend with Lang Shixian, and he was in charge of a house, but he couldn't support his friends, and if this was to be spread, it would naturally be ridiculed.
On the other side, Lang Shixian prepared all kinds of tea and pastries early, although he was unwilling, but because he had no strategy, the other party was far superior to his own family in terms of strength and power, so he had to take one step at a time.
After a few people exchanged pleasantries, they sat down one by one, and Lang Feng also occupied a conspicuous position in this hall, next to Si Chenxing, who had a strange face.
"Since everyone is here, let's discuss the matter of marriage!" Bian Qianji casually took out an energy storage spar, put it on the table, and casually opened the spar with internal force.
The hedron shone brightly, projecting a large string of words in the air, and on closer inspection, it turned out to be a gift list.
There are 2,000 lower-grade spirit stones, 500 medium-grade spirit stones, 100 high-grade spirit stones, two top-grade spirit crystals, two sixth-order prehistoric star beasts, five middle-grade gene crystal nuclei, ten thunder spirit stones, one high-grade star boat・・・・・・ one third-grade star god book.
Looking at this gift list, especially the last "Book of the Three Rank Star Gods", Lang Shixian's originally very corrupt mood finally improved by a point or two at this moment, but he still didn't understand why his friend Ou Ming's face was gloomy as water.
"There is no objection to the head of the Gift Shan Lang family, right?"
"No~No!"
When he replied no, Ou Ming coughed desperately as if he had choked on the tea, but Qianji over there snorted coldly and blocked him back, with an intriguing smile on his face.
"Then, please sign this engagement contract next!" Bian Qianji solemnly took out a simple yellow paper, which was not ordinary paper, but a quenched star paper containing the power of the stars.
Because in the Origin Star Field, the ancient paper has long been replaced, except for some important record needs, people hardly use paper, but ordinary paper is too easy to destroy, so there is this kind of paper made of ancient trees that have been tempered by the power of the stars.
This quenched star paper is not only immortal, but also can attract the power of the stars to maintain the text and graphics recorded on it, and to some extent, it is more reliable than memory chips.
At this time, Lang Shixian's eyes were staring at the yellow piece of paper, but he couldn't move his eyes anymore.
"Father, isn't it just a piece of quenching star paper, haven't you seen the world like this!" As if wanting to adjust the atmosphere, Lang Feng made a joke on the side.
"Bastard!
As soon as Lang Feng's words fell, he saw Lang Shixian furious like a mad lion, and his silver-white internal force was as sharp as a sword, which was his specialty martial art Ten Thousand Swords Gui Zong, and the power of his gold internal force was very terrifying.
"Master Lang, are you going to make a move on me?" Bian Qianji took a sip of tea calmly, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.
"I'm sorry, I can't sign this marriage contract!" Lang Shixian stared at the line of words on the quenching paper with anger, and his tone was a little trembling, but it was obviously not fear.
"Today, there is Lang Feng, the boy of the Lang family, who entered the Huang Mansion as a son-in-law, changed his name and surname, and became a new person, remembering his youth, and the two-year period was particularly wide, and two years later, the Lang family sent people and gave the things of the gift list, and went to the Huang family in the general mansion to complete the marriage!"
Looking at the words on the paper, Lang Feng's face changed several times, and he immediately turned to Bian Qianji: "Do you know the significance of this marriage letter to my father?"
"I know! The Origin Star Domain, I am ashamed of my son-in-law! I am humiliated and my father and ancestors are affected! This is also the reason why I said before that I acted on behalf of others!"
"What if we refuse to sign it, as my father said?"
"Hehe, the starship outside is a quasi-starship level, and the weapons on it can destroy a small city in an instant! And there is a hundred-man brigade composed of all seven-star protectors inside!"
"It's a threat!"
"So to speak!"
An old man and a young man are coming and going in the hall, and their words seem to be calm, but there is an undercurrent in them, and the two have actually engaged in an absolutely asymmetrical contest.
"Okay, I'll sign this paper marriage contract!" Lang Feng's words surprised everyone, and then he used his internal force to break open the blood vessels in his hand, and a bright red handprint pressed on the paper.
Endured the grief and indignation in his heart, and when he lowered his head, a string of bright red blood and tears dripped from his right eye, smeared and solidified on the quenching star paper, like scarlet plum blossoms, and like blood-colored stars.
"Brother Feng!" The little girl burst into tears at this time, exclaimed, held Lang Feng's face and looked at it carefully, only to see that the right eye was empty at the moment, and it was actually no longer bright.
Suddenly encountered, the little girl bit her silver teeth, and turned around sharply as if she wanted to go toe-for-tat with Qianji over there, but she was hugged by Lang Feng.
"Xing'er, bear with me!" gritted his teeth and said this, Lang Feng's hand was slightly forced, and the blood actually seeped into Xing'er's clothes.
Turning his head to wipe a handful of tears, he silently took out the medicine bottle that still carried his body temperature, and carefully smeared it on Lang Feng's hand as if no one was around.
"Brother Feng, Xing'er listens to you, endure it first! But your blood, your eyes! I will make them return a thousand times in the future. ”