C83 Demonic god xiao

"Plop!"

After a hundred laps, Xiao Ye's face had already turned ashen. His body was also trembling as he continued to slow down. However, Xiao Lang continued to run like a rain of sweat.

When he completed one hundred and twenty laps, Xiao Ye could no longer hold on, and his eyes turned black as he directly pounced towards the ground. Two gigantic metal pillars smashed onto the floor in front of him with a loud thud, producing muffled sounds.

Xiao Lang looked back and smiled slightly, then continued to run.

Actually!

In Xiao Lang's heart, there was no intention to compete with Xiao Ye at all. To Xiao Lang, this was the most ordinary form of cultivation. Xiao Ye lost completely to the middle stage general, so he did not feel the least bit proud, and continued to run frantically.

It was true that Xiao Ye was slightly stronger than him and her physical fitness was good, but Xiao Ye had forgotten one thing. Not only was Xiao Lang's combat experience abnormal, he grew up in the mountains since young. Every day, he would temper his body and allow his body to become terrifyingly strong. Otherwise, with so many wounds on his body, he would have long since lost his life.

Under the dumbfounded gazes of countless people, Xiao Lang ran another thirty laps before stopping. Other than his body that was drenched in sweat, he actually didn't feel like he was unable to catch a breath.

Xiao Ye had long since woken up, and looking at Xiao Lang's gaze, the unfriendly look in his eyes became even more obvious. Numerous young men and women, however, looked at Xiao Lang with incomparably fanatical eyes, with expressions of admiration.

A strong practitioner could always make others feel a sense of respect for him, and Zuo Ming, who was able to defeat War Commander Stage, was even under the condition of his soul possessing body. To be able to take first place in Field Hunting Competition, and to suppress Xiao Kuang in ability. To them, Xiao Lang was a Ranker.

Xiao Qinghu did not display any emotion towards Xiao Lang's performance and Xiao Ye's qi. He shouted in a muffled voice, "Rest for half an hour.

Xiao Lang did not immediately sit down. Instead, he slowly walked around the plaza for a while, recovering some of his body and vital energy and blood. Only then did he sit on a flight of stairs to rest.

"Shao Lang, drink some water!"

Two disciples who were familiar with Xiao Lang walked over, with fawning smiles on their face, one of them held onto a water canteen, and handed it over to Xiao Lang.

"Thank you!" Xiao Lang originally did not want to care about it, but when he thought of Xiao Busi's and Xiao Qingyi's reminders, he took it and smiled.

The young master looked to be about Xiao Lang's age, and the one beside him was a little younger, so he was actually quite handsome. He took Xiao Lang's water bottle and drank it, and immediately said with a face full of smiles: "Young Master Lang, you are too polite, my name is Xiao Ao Ying, this is my younger brother Xiao Dou Dog! My father is called Xiao Qing Qing, and my grandfather is Xiao Budian. "

Xiao Lang was startled, he laughed: "Eagle-fighting Dog, how can I give you this name?"

Xiao Ao Ying scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "When I was born, Father told me that I did not have the talent, and that I could only rely on the Xiao family for the rest of my life. As a hedonistic young master, I decided to give him to my brother, and since he was born, he decided to take a dog to make Lang Yue smile …"

Xiao Lang swept his eyes across the two brothers and realized that their strength was indeed average. He wondered if it was because of their aptitude or because of his father. After muttering to himself for a moment, Xiao Lang spoke cautiously: "I think Uncle Qing is wrong. Whether a person can become strong or not, talent is one aspect, but the hard work the day after tomorrow is more important. It might be nice to be a playboy young master, but I think you guys will regret not working hard enough after playing for five or ten years. If you want to get more, you'll have to pay even more. "

"Young Master Lang's teaching is right. In the future, we will definitely work hard!"

Xiao Aoying and Xiao Doulan were both brothers, their faces full of righteousness as they nodded in agreement, as if they had just been taught a lesson. Xiao Lang secretly nodded and added another layer of goodwill towards the two brothers.

Who knew that in the next instant, Xiao Aoying's expression changed, and he came closer and said softly: "Shao Shao, do you have time tonight?" "Recently, a few top quality girls have come to the Human Realm Upon Heavens. They are all top quality goods. If Lang Lang is not interested, I will arrange them for you immediately!"

Xiao Lang looked at Xiao Ao Ying and Xiao Dou Dog, their eyes shining brightly, and sighed: "I guess I didn't say anything earlier …"

"Eh? Young Master Lang doesn't like the girls in the brothels? "

Xiao Ao Ying furrowed his brow, muttering to himself irresolutely, before moving closer and laughing, "Could it be that Young Master Lang likes a good family?" Hehe, Young Master Lang's Field Hunting Competition is truly glorious, your name is renowned throughout the capital, and countless young mistresses of small families have already secretly approved of you. I know you two ladies, looks are definitely one of the best. How about I secretly arrange a place for you to get rid of them? "Don't worry, when I do things, I guarantee that there will be no side effects …"

Xiao Lang looked at the vulgar face in front of him, who was spitting out saliva from his mouth. He suddenly felt extremely disgusted, and could not even be bothered to waste time talking to him, he turned around and waved his hand: "Go!"

Xiao Ao Ying's expression changed again. He thought that Xiao Lang did not like it, but after thinking for a while, he started chattering again, "Eh … You don't like it either? That's right, Shao Lang only used a few days on his Field Hunting Competition to capture Princess Zi Shan and Dongfang Hongdou, he obviously doesn't fancy those little jade-like girls. How about I find a connection between these two top-notch women … "

Xiao Lang suddenly turned around, his expression becoming incomparably gloomy as he shouted: "Scram!"

Xiao Ao Ying and Xiao Dou Gou's smiles froze. Looking at Xiao Lang's gloomy face, they realised that he was not joking, and they became extremely embarrassed. He opened his mouth wanting to say something, but no words came out. In the end, he could only leave in embarrassment.

Countless gazes had been paying attention to the situation over here. Seeing Xiao Lang being so heartless, even those who wanted to come over to test their emotions did not dare to come over.

Xiao Lang sat on the stairs with his hands at his feet, his head lowered as he ignored the gazes, remaining silent. He discovered that he seemed to have an insurmountable gap with these so-called young masters and young masters. Even the way he thought and thought was completely different. This might have been one of the reasons why Xiao Qingyi had brought him out of the Courtyard of Xiao Family since he was young.

"Hua!"

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the square. Many young masters and young ladies stood up and looked towards the gate of the courtyard. Xiao Lang raised his head in astonishment, his eyes narrowing slightly.

He was about twenty years old, dressed in a green robe, with a face as sharp as a knife and as black as carbon. He carried a meter long black sword on his back, and his spine was straight.

"What an extraordinary young master!"

Xiao Lang secretly sighed, from the gazes of worship and fear from the young masters and mistresses, Xiao Lang had already guessed the identity of the man. Son of Xiao Futu, Xiao Moshen!

His father was like a dragon, and his might shook the world. His son was like a flood dragon, and had the power to transform into a dragon!

Indeed!

From the soft discussions of the young masters and young ladies nearby, he was able to determine the identity of this person.

As for Xiao Moshen, who was walking towards the east yard, his eyes suddenly swept across and locked onto Xiao Lang. Both of their faces turned cold, and the aura from their bodies slowly condensed. Just like two beast kings in a forest, they could sense the aura of their own kind from the other party's body. They could also sense the strength and danger of the other party.