Tang Sen undoubtedly believed in his son more, so he waved his hand at the chariot, and the two armored warriors jumped out of the chariot and walked towards the gate of the sect.

The sound of the armor stepping on the snow was getting heavier and closer, and it was no less than the knock of an evil ghost to Tang Xiuyong.

Only then did he remember, not because Tang Sen was the first seat of the martial hall that you should maintain respect, but because the sect ordered you to maintain respect for the first seat of the martial hall, if it was an outsider, he had already been killed on the spot, even if it was a clan surnamed Tang, just because of the disrespect for the first seat, there were thirty days of confinement and a thousand times of copying the clan rules, as well as fifty whips of the law hall.

Tang Xiuyong's eyes were dark, and he almost fainted, he knew that if he didn't beg for mercy, he would have to spend the next thirty days in a confinement room, drinking only water.

How could he bear this, and immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, "Shouzao, you have to believe me, I really don't." Little master, don't wronged me, I really don't. ”

Tang Luo sneered in his heart, exposing it in this court is of course not because he can't restrain his anger, but because he wants to make an example of the chicken.

chose the person in front of him only because his behavior was the most excessive, and I believe that when this matter spreads, the clansmen in the annual meeting will be able to understand what kind of eyes to look at their family from behind.

Tang Luo never hides the fact that he loves his family, brotherhood, positiveness, and who doesn't like the family where the capable live. But when the family is bigger, there will always be this kind of waste person who doesn't produce in front of him, and he feels that he is very remarkable, and he looks like no one is convinced.

In fact, they are just some cowards who only dare to slander secretly, if they are really ambitious, what kind of person can not be mortal at the age of thirty, as a martial artist has a stomach, this must be how many days and nights of spending days and nights.

Tang Luo felt that his father Tang Sen was too easy to speak, if he was fierce, who would dare to show such a look behind his back.

Since he planned to make up for the part that his father didn't pay attention to, Tang Luo was already determined to let this "chicken" spend the New Year in the closed house, otherwise he would not be able to teach the others in front of the gate to respect and calm the anger he had just had.

Tang Luo secretly thought, patted him on the shoulder with one hand, and turned around, it was his mother's spoiled face.

The scented hand rubbed Tang Luo's head fiercely, making a mess of his short hair.

"Okay big baby, tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, you may just be wrong. Xu Shuhui's eyes were full of smiles, and he believed that his smart son could understand what he meant.

The two armor soldiers were standing in front of the sect gate, covered in wind and snow and slaughter.

Tang Luo looked at Xu Shuhui's eyes and said reluctantly: "Okay, maybe the wind and snow were too big just now, maybe I was wrong." ”

Tang Xiuyong, who was kneeling on the ground, seemed to hear the holy sound, raised his head and smiled at Xu Shuhui: "Madam Mingjian, Madam Mingjian, it must be that the eldest prince just read it wrong." ”

Tang Luo looked at the man in front of him, and only felt speechless, but it was just a confinement and whipping, so he was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, if the Tang clan really suffered any great disaster one day, relying on the person in front of him would really be a ghost.

The sudden change of rhetoric of the three made Tang Sen confused, so should this person take it or not?

He looked at Xu Shuhui with an inquiring look and asked for information. I just turned my back to the gate and couldn't see anything, but she could see some of it when she got out of the car, and it was always right to take his wife's opinion.

Xu Shuhui was very happy to see her son's sensible appearance, and saw her husband's cute expression and chuckled: "Idiot, let the soldiers go back, it's New Year's Day, let them have a good meal." ”

Tang Sen nodded, and said to the three armored guards, "Don't need a car, go back to accompany your relatives." ”

Xu Shuhui pulled Tang Sen into the sect, and ignored Tang Xiuyong, who was kneeling on the ground.

Tang Luo patted Xiao Zhengtai's head, asked him to follow his father and mother, and turned his head to look at Tang Xiuyong, who was looking defeated and wanted to stand up.

Tang Xiuyong only felt very embarrassed, he was so frightened by a few armor soldiers that he knelt on the ground, this year was not good, he felt that all the clansmen who bowed their heads in front of this gate were laughing at themselves.

Even the slut next to him is laughing at himself, Tang Luo, you stinky boy, what kind of grudge do you have with you, you want to humiliate me like this.

"Smack!"

Tang Xiuyong, who was halfway up on his knees, was slapped to the ground with a palm, and his knees were slammed into the ground, and he gasped in pain.

He looked up sharply and saw Tang Luo's grim face and eyes full of murderous intent.

Tang Xiuyong, who was still slandering just now, saw Tang Luo's expression, and pulled out a smile that was more ugly than crying: "How... What's wrong... Haven't all the misunderstandings been explained clearly?。。。 ”

He looked at the hand on his shoulder, and only felt that the legend of Xiling was unreliable.

No matter how wasted he is, he is also the pinnacle of the mortal realm, and he slapped him on the ground with one palm, and he was born with a leaky body, leaking your mother!

Tang Luo pressed Tang Xiuyong's right shoulder, put his face to his ear, and said coldly: "This time, it's your luck." If there is a next time。。。。。。 ”

Tang Xiuyong's eyes widened, full of horror, didn't he see it wrong, did he really see his actions?

Tang Luo took his right hand away from Tang Xiuyong's shoulder, took out a square towel from his arms with his left hand, and wiped his palm.

Such a bastard, it feels dirty to touch.

In the distance, Xiao Zhengtai shouted at Tang Luo, he didn't know that his brother was staying at the door. "Brother, come over quickly~"

Tang Luo turned and stepped into the sect house, ran towards his parents' place, and as he passed a servant who was clearing the snow, he threw his handkerchief into his dustpan.

Tang Xiuyong's face this time was really pale, Tang Luo's threat just now did not lower his voice, he believed that all the clansmen in front of the sect had heard it.

Even if they once showed expressions similar to themselves, from this moment on, they will become their Chinese New Year's Eve conversation. Officially reduced to the laughing stock of the Tang family, threatened by a thirteen-year-old doll, Tang Xiuyong felt that he had really lived to a dog all these years.

He wanted to go home and practice hard without eating, and even became a peak of transformation to teach this disrespectful boy again, but when he thought that the last time he practiced martial arts was ten years ago or eight years ago, he extinguished the only little fire in his heart and turned into sadness.

If you can still live in a dream, then this encounter in front of the sect is equivalent to tearing up your last bit of fantasy, it turns out that you are nothing but drinking and playing with women.

The thirty-year-old man was reduced to the point that he was not even as good as a doll, and he walked to the sect in despair.

At that time, the clansmen who were at the door walked past him quickly, and he felt that every time the clansmen in front of him stirred their backs, they were laughing at himself.

He had nowhere to vent his anger, and turned his head to see the concubine he had brought.

With a polite smile, she greeted the people who passed by.

Even you laugh at me!

Looking at the smiling face of the concubine, Tang Xiuyong's blood suddenly surged, his eyes were red, and he raised his hand high.

"Smack!" a hard slap, and the woman was knocked to the ground.

The concubine fell to the ground and looked at Tang Xiuyong in disbelief with her face covered.

"Get out, go back, what qualifications do you have to come to Tang's annual meeting, get out! get out!" he roared at the concubine, showing his manly courage.