C241 Transcendental status

Xiao Lang went to look for Dongfang Hongdou with a relieved heart, but Dongfang Bai was still sitting in the study room, muttering with a puzzled expression: "Why would his soul change? Can it even become a physical entity? This kid's soul is too weird. What rank is he? And how did Dugu Xing allow him to travel a million kilometers in one night, to go to the Mountain Range of Death? "

Dongfang Bai couldn't understand, but he couldn't ask. He knew that if he asked Xiao Lang, he wouldn't say. However, he knew one thing, Dongfang Family gave birth to a good girl.

"Did you go out with Yun Zishan last night?"

In one of the rooms in the backyard, the good lady from Dongfang Family had her mouth pouted as she spoke to Xiao Lang with a face filled with hidden bitterness.

Xiao Lang was a little guilty, he pulled Dongfang Hongdou's hand and chuckled: "It's not a date, it's just a banquet, I didn't do anything …"

Dongfang Hongdou pulled back her small hand and continued to pout her cute mouth: "No, I want you to start from tomorrow and formally pursue me. I don't want you to be hooked off by someone else!"

Xiao Lang wrapped one arm around Dongfang Hongdou's waist, and used the other to scratch her nose, teasing: "You can't escape, with my Little Red Bean, how can I think of another woman? Un, now that I am the adopted son of the God of Army, I can officially hook up with you. Come, Miss Hongdou, let's have a hearty love affair! "

Dongfang Hongdou then revealed a smile: "That's more like it!"

Looking at the charming face in front of him, Xiao Lang's heart was filled with emotions. He swore to himself that he would work hard to cultivate and help his aunt obtain the spirit medicine, then think of a way to find out who the mastermind of Black Dragon Society was. After taking revenge, he would give this charming little girl a grand wedding, and spend his entire life in a foreign world quietly.

Dongfang Hongdou saw that Xiao Lang was in a trance, so she reached out her white jade hand to pinch Xiao Lang's nose and naughtily asked: "What are you thinking about? "He's so lost in thought?"

"What else can I think about? Of course I'm thinking about my Little Red Bean. How will I eat her later?"

Xiao Lang smiled and bent down to kiss her. The Oriental Red Bean laughed like a silver bell as he turned around and ran away. As he trotted, he even looked back and said," When have you openly chased after me? I'll give you a kiss!

"Not giving a kiss? "Then can I hug you for a bit?"

Xiao Lang transformed into an eagle and pounced on him. The two of them started chasing each other as they ran around the room, Dongfang Hongdou had a devilish body and was running at a fast pace, revealing his choppy curves. From time to time, he would even scold angrily: "Rascal, damn rascal!"

Looking at the happy and displeased expression on her face, Xiao Lang was mesmerized. Thinking of the saying that the ancient saying goes, "A gentle place is the tomb of a hero", he felt that countless of heroes would fall for such a beautiful woman, right?

Without needing to circulate the Profound Qi, Xiao Lang caught up to Dongfang Hongdou in a few steps and carried her on the lion chair. Xiao Lang followed the rules and did not kiss her, he only needed to wrap his arms around her waist and smell the intoxicating fragrance of a virgin.

It was just that Dongfang Hongdou's bottom was sitting on his body and still kept on twisting and turning, and was rubbed against the round and curling bottom a few times. Xiao Lang couldn't help but have some reaction, and Dongfang Hongdou also felt that he did not dare to move anymore, as his breathing also became more hurried.

Xiao Lang looked at the awkward Dongfang Hongdou, and teased: "Hong Dou, don't you like to call me Little Brother Xiao Lang? Why aren't you greeting him? "

"You scoundrel, I'll ignore you!"

Hearing that, Dongfang Hongdou was so embarrassed that she wanted to dig a hole and escape after punching Xiao Lang a few times.

Xiao Lang stood up, and chuckled a few times. He had stayed in the Dongfang Family Academy for long enough, so he should return.

Accompanied by the Dongfang Family Elders, Xiao Lang walked out of the courtyard. Hundreds of Guard s immediately bowed in respect, "Greetings, Sir!"

Dugu Xing was the king of the north, all the northern soldiers loved him from the bottom of their hearts, and now, Xiao Lang was the adopted son of Dugu Xing, which meant he was the young master of all the northern soldiers. His status had increased by several times, and he was now on equal footing with Jing Li.

Xiao Lang laughed involuntarily, he hated the young master the most, he did not expect that he would become the young master after leaving the Xiao family. He waved towards the Dongfang Family Elder, and jumped onto his horse to talk to the guards: "From now on, call me Vice Commander, I don't like the name young master!"

"It's the Vice Commander!"

The captain of the guards was a Battle-King Xie Ding, who was around forty years old. He was the captain of the guards of the God of Army Palace who was sent by Dugu Xing to protect him. Xie Ding looked at Xiao Lang in envy, now that he was calling him vice commander, he should be calling him general soon, right?

Returning to the God of Army Palace, Xiao Lang entered Dugu Xing's study and briefly told him about meeting Dongfang Bai. Dugu Xing smiled indifferently: "Don't worry, Qingming said it already. Everyone's soul is just an illusion, at least this is Divine Soul Continent. "Therefore, you can stay in the Marshal Mansion without worry. I'll take care of the rest myself!"

Xiao Lang nodded. He was completely relieved that Dugu Xing and Dongfang Bai had already said this.

"Tonight, I will hold a banquet at the Martial Quarters and openly accept you as my adopted son. Just push Yun Zishan's banquet aside!"

Dugu Xing pondered for a bit, and once again explained cautiously: "In a few days, you will be entering the North Suppressing Army, and during this period of time, you will frequently appear in a high profile, and it is inevitable that people will suspect you. In order to prevent people from discovering your suspicions, you should go and cultivate in seclusion for a while. Go into the North Suppressing Army Camp first, then I will send Qing Ming to find you! Let's train hard first. There will be plenty of time in the future! "

Xiao Lang's heart trembled. He looked at Dugu Xing and knew that he was reminding him not to get entangled by Dongfang Hongdou and the others, and was delaying his cultivation.

When he thought back to how he had been intoxicated by Dongfang Hongdou just now, he hurriedly woke up. It seemed that he had to be cruel in not seeing her. At his age, it was the prime time for cultivation. If he were to indulge in the comfort of the land, it was indeed easy for him to become depressed.

After asking Xie Ding to send someone to reject Yun Zishan's invitation, Xiao Lang and Qian Xun entered the courtyard which Dugu Xing had arranged for them. The large backyard was extremely suitable for tempering the body, and Xiao Lang was very satisfied.

It was night.

Outside the God of Army Mansion, it was bustling with people and was extremely lively.

Dugu Xing rarely attended banquets, so there was no need to even mention holding a banquet. Tonight, practically all of the important figures of the northern border came, and even the three great State Advisor s came together, giving Dugu Xing a lot of face.

The main character of the night, Xiao Lang, was dressed in a brand-new warrior robe. Under the gazes of the crowd, he politely gave Dugu Xing a cup of tea, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed three times.

Everyone congratulated him again and again. Dugu Xing continued to smile, Xiao Lang was very reserved, and even displayed a bit of fear, acting very well.

After the ceremony, the three great State Advisor s and Dugu Xing left after chatting for a while. Dugu Xing brought a group of generals and seniors to a side chamber and drank and chatted. Then, he left the hall to a group of young masters and young ladies.

Countless young ladies and young masters were looking at the big bald man in the great hall, who was slightly restrained and could only giggle foolishly. The depths of their eyes were filled with envy and hate. A barbarian scout who was Longya Feier a few months ago had suddenly turned out to be on the same level as them.