At this time, the night sky, the dark clouds were all washed, and the stars were beginning to appear, witnessing that the elements of this heaven and earth were boiling at any time, and a group fight at the level of real martial arts was about to break out.

But Feng Qinglang insisted on withstanding the boundless pressure, watching the poisonous dragon leader's whole body convulsions, the endless pain completely buried him, his breathing changed from rapid to looming, his ears changed from hot to cold, and then to the spasms that seeped out from the sea of souls, and finally everything stopped, and death completely came......

Luo Minhao couldn't help but let out a sigh of anger, as if he felt the anger of this strong man, and the entire space trembled, and the overwhelming darkness swept towards Feng Qinglang with Luo Minhao's rapid movement.

What no one expected was that Feng Qinglang finally turned his head at this time, and smiled kindly: "Don't get excited, I'll just let it go." ”

The poisonous dragon leader in his hand immediately fell from mid-air, Luo Minhao hesitated, or changed direction, and chased after the location where the poisonous dragon leader fell, if he allowed it to fall, the poisonous dragon leader would definitely have no bones, it would be too chilling for these allies, just a short distance, and he didn't even pick up his subordinates.

All the strong people have already moved towards Feng Qinglang's place, surrounded in a circle, Feng Qinglang also moved, not seeing how fast, but in an instant, the distance has been widened.

At this time, Luo Minhao below let out a second angry snort, this time he was even more indignant than before, he caught up with the "Poisonous Dragon Leader", and found that it was just nothingness, he was the guardian of a principality, and he was actually played by an illusion.

Looking up, the poor head of the regiment was still being carried by Feng Qinglang like a doll.

Luo Minhao rushed towards Feng Qinglang again, this time attacking with anger, regardless of momentum and speed, he increased by three points.

"Don't get excited, I'll really pay you back this time!" Feng Qinglang threw His Excellency the Regiment Commander in his hand behind Luo Minhao, and Luo Minhao, who was furious, was about to ignore it, but His Excellency the Regiment Commander suddenly let out a faint breathing sound, Luo Minhao was shocked, didn't the bastard of the poisonous dragon die?

He turned around and caught His Excellency the Poison Dragon, this time, he finally picked up a sturdy one, but the Poison Dragon in his arms was already cold, and his blood had turned acidic, where was there still half a breath of life?

The most hateful thing is that the corpse exploded as if it was controlled by some liliang, not only Luo Minhao was drenched in flesh and blood, but even several strong people nearby were also affected.

This completely angered these powers, but Feng Qinglang had no trace, and he simply broke through the blockade of multiple laws and disappeared at the end of the night sky.

Obsidian Principality.

The morning sun was exceptionally bright, but for Feng Qinglang, it was a bit dazzling, because under the leadership of the Southern Star Soul, they had to hurry.

Nan Xing Soul and Nan Yong also looked back from time to time, as if they were worried that a large group of cavalry would rush out from the end of the official road, leading the banner that was still waving the poisonous dragon.

Feng Qinglang didn't have to worry about this, so he followed them in a state of fake sleep.

After last night's conversation, Nanxing Soul consciously got a lot closer to Feng Qinglang, and seeing Feng Qinglang's lack of energy, he cared: "Hehe, my dear companion reading boy, why did you go last night, the god of sleep is following you closely, reluctant to give up?"

Feng Qinglang replied nonchalantly, "Last night I went to destroy the headquarters of the Poison Dragon Legion. ”

Nanxing Soul hahadaxiao: "It seems that you had a good dream, but the process is too intense, so you don't have a memory." Okay, you don't have to worry, this is the territory of the Obsidian Principality, unless the people of the poisonous dragon lose their minds, they don't dare to cross the border easily. ”

Nan Yong's focus was obviously not here, he stared at the horses under Feng Qinglang's crotch, and finally couldn't help but say: "Mr. Feng Qinglang, your horse spirit looks worse than yours, just like you have worked all night, you... You can't have done something weird to it, right?"

Feng Qinglang glared, too lazy to pay attention, Nanxing Soul was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and then hahadaxiao, who had no heart and lungs, got up.

At this time, the official road behind him really heard the sound of rumbling horses' hooves, and the expressions of Nan Xing Soul and Nan Yong suddenly changed.

Fortunately, the flag that appeared was not the poisonous dragon banner they feared, but a banner with thorns entwined with a huge orchid, which looked like a very imposing family crest.

"Young Master, that's someone from the Lan family. Nam Yong's tone was filled with indignation.

Nanxing Soul nodded, his expression changed from worry to embarrassment, as if he was also very reluctant to face this flag.

He said in a low voice: "Forget it, there happens to be a small teahouse on the side of the road, let's give way." ”

Feng Qinglang blinked, could it be that these two families are feuding, if so, Nan Ling is not kind, and the information given does not have the existence of this family.

The three of them tied their horses to the temporary stable on the side of the official road and walked into the small teahouse, Feng Qinglang felt that it was necessary to understand the possible troubles in the future, so he said, "Who is the Lan family?"

Nan Xing's expression was even more embarrassed, and Nan Yong replied first: "That's a group of bastards, it's a wealthy family in the Obsidian Principality." The master once made a baby kiss with them, but they disliked the decline of our family, and the young master was also ...... didn't show the talent he should have, so he divorced at the beginning of this year......"

Nan Yong was almost quick to speak for a while, and directly said that the young master had no talent, but fortunately changed his words in time.

Nan Xing Soul smiled bitterly: "Okay, okay, Nan Yong, that's also human nature, forget about the past." ”

Nan Yong couldn't help but add: "Thinking about that Lan Dandan, how kind he was to the young master before, what kind of cold face he had when he divorced, hum!"

Nanxing Soul had no choice but to say: "Alas, that was in the past, okay, at the beginning of the growth of every peerless powerhouse, there are these and those that are unsatisfactory, such as being divorced or something, this is the driving force for their future progress." ”

Feng Qinglang couldn't help but laugh, and said, "Then what motivation do you get from it?"

Nanxing Soul's momentum was immediately suppressed back, and he was embarrassed, and changed the topic: "Hey, there's a place over there, let's sit." ”

As soon as the three of them sat down, they noticed that the rumbling sound of horses' hooves had stopped from outside.

Nan Yong frowned and said, "Damn, do they want to rest here too?"

If there is only one word to describe this group of people, it is "magnificent". Three luxurious carriages, more than thirty sturdy guards, all tall horses, carrying the thorn orchid flag, filled the temporary stables outside the teahouse at once.

The owner of the teahouse looked at this lineup, and then looked at the banner swaggering under the bright sun, and hurriedly rushed out of it, greeting respectfully.

The strong man at the head said loudly: "Here our Lan family has taken care of it, and we will pay your bills on our behalf, if there is any offense, bear with me!"

Although the words are offended, the tone is completely condescending and arrogant.

Even if the guests in the teahouse couldn't recognize the thorn orchid flag, they also recognized that the fists of these big men were bigger than ordinary people, and they quickly withdrew from this small teahouse.

Nan Yong scolded a few words in a low voice, but still said: "Young master, we just don't want to meet with them, just withdraw!"

After speaking, he felt that this was a loss, and shouted at the guy: "Hey, let's pack twenty buns." ”

Who knows, Nanxing Soul's stubborn temper was offended, he sat still, and he was still very mastery, and drank a cup of tea slowly.

Feng Qinglang didn't move, Nanxing Soul's position was his position, and besides, he still had the anger of last night that hadn't faded away.

The other guests in the teahouse had quickly walked away, except for this small corner that was an eyesore, the strong man led by him suddenly snorted, walked up to them, and raised his voice slightly: "Three friends, didn't you hear me clearly? ”

The intimidating taste in the other party's tone made Nanxing Soul frown, and she finally turned around and said with a smile: "Lan Cheng Nursing Home, what a great majesty!"

The strong man named Lan Chengshi was stunned at first, but immediately recognized the eldest young master of the Nan family, but there was no awe on his face, but he added an inexplicable mockery: "It turned out to be the young master of the Nan family, hehe, it's really fate." ”

The yin and yang weirdness in that tone made Nan Yong can't help but say: "The young master of our family, like the one in your family, went to the academy to take the entrance exam. ”

Lan Chengzhi nodded and said, "Since this is the case, then we will make the east, you guys hurry up and get on the road." ”

Such ruthlessness suddenly made Nan Yong's face flush, but Nan Xing Soul smiled, unmoved, and had no intention of standing up.

Feng Qinglang was even more so, he looked at the big man next to the chair with interest, and then looked at the people who were ready outside the door, as if such a stalemate could bring him pleasure.

This angered Lan Chengshi, Lao Tzu couldn't cure Nanxing's soul, and he was afraid of you, a follower, so he scolded: "You four-eyed fat man, what kind of eyes?"

Feng Qinglang immediately glared at it, even if he was called a fat man, now he also added four eyes, what a personal attack is this?

But his indignation is reflected on his current face, which shows more of a comical honesty, as if he is trying very hard to mock the other party.

Lan Chengshi was even more angry, and he raised his hand to give Feng Qinglang a slap, he didn't mind that there would be one more injured person on the way to study for Nanxing Soul.