Demon Becoming the Lord

The atmosphere in the carriage became extremely embarrassing. Xiao Lang was still wondering how to face Xiao Qingyi, but Dongfang Hongdou was wondering how to cheer up this man, but for a while, she couldn't think of a good way.

The carriage left the imperial capital and rushed towards the Xiao family compound. It didn't take long before the Xiao family compound was already in sight. Dongfang Hongdou looked at Xiao Lang, who was still decadent, and gritted his teeth and spoke again. His tone was not as sharp as before. Instead, he became a little shy. He lowered his head and said softly, "Xiao Lang, were those two poems really written for me that day? ?"

Xiao Lang raised his head blankly, and saw Dongfang Hongdou's pretty face reddened in the sky, so glamorous, he nodded subconsciously, but immediately avoided facing her big double Qiushui eyes, and bowed his head again. .

"Xiao Lang, look up at me!"

Dongfang Hongdou's tone suddenly became fierce. She bit her lip, her face became even redder, her ears became red, her breathing became quicker, and her plump **** swayed slightly with excitement, which was extremely attractive.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Xiao Lang, if one day you can cheer up and change back to the original Xiao Lang, you can go to our house at any time... to propose a marriage, Hongdou is willing to marry you, because you are The only man who has made Red Bean's heart in 19 years! If our family is unwilling, I... elope with you!"

Xiao Lang looked at those eyes that could drip water, was frightened, and his expression also became blank.

Is this... confessed?

Or was he confessed by a super beauty when he was at his worst?

After being lost, Xiao Lang felt trembling and moved in the deepest part of his heart.

Dongfang Hongdou had the courage to say that he wanted to marry him, knowing that he was likely to be a waste in his life?

If she is not crazy, she must be lying to him, comforting him!

But... even if she was telling lies to comfort herself, Xiao Lang would admit it.

He has always been a sentimental person, and he is even more touched at this moment. If he did something else, he would definitely hold this woman tightly and tell her--

He will protect her for the rest of his life, knowing that she is dead, because he will not let his beloved woman remain alone in the world.

It's just that he didn't do this, he knew he wasn't worthy of her at the moment, and it would hurt her instead. She is the first lady of the Dongfang family, a heavenly soul warrior, Dongfang Guoshi's most beloved granddaughter, and the dream lover of countless wealthy sons.

And he... is a useless person now.

His face finally recovered a faint look. He looked at Dongfang Hongdou for a long time, pursed his mouth, and said solemnly: "Thank you Hongdou, thank you so much. You are the woman with the best heart besides my aunt. , I will remember this moment forever!"

"Squeak!"

The carriage just came to a stop outside the Xiao family compound. Xiao Lang glanced at Dongfang Hongdou again, as if he wanted to remember her forever. Then he turned around resolutely, opened the curtain and walked out, carrying a knife towards the Xiao family compound.

The one that should come will come, and since there is no way to escape, only bravely face it!

Dongfang Hongdou opened the corner of the curtain and stared at Xiao Lang's disappearing back. He began to cry silently. He didn't know if he was streaming for Xiao Lang, or for himself, or for two people...

The news that Xiao Lang and others had awakened had already been reported back to the Xiao family one step earlier than Xiao Lang. The countless spies outside the Shenhun Pavilion had spread this news throughout the entire imperial capital.

Old Zen hurriedly walked towards the Tsing Yi Pavilion, his old face was sour. Walking into Tsing Yi Pavilion, I saw Xiao Tsing Yi's beautiful body sitting in the courtyard, holding a tea cup with his eyes closed, basking in the sun.

Old Zen's footsteps became heavier and he couldn't bear to walk over. Xiao Qingyi didn't open his eyes, wondering if he guessed the answer, and breathing became slightly quicker.

After a pause, Old Zen still gritted his teeth and said, "Miss, Master Dao... awakening failed, Master Lang has awakened... Waste of spirit!"

"Snapped!"

Xiao Qingyi's hands trembled, and the tea cup fell to the ground and fell apart. The tea inside was still steaming and exuding a faint fragrance.

Xiao Qingyi did not open his eyes, the expression on his face did not change at all, but was silent. Except for the torn teacup on the ground, it seemed as if nothing had happened.

After a long time, Xiao Qingyi finally made a move, but pointed to the tea cup on the ground, then waved his hand, pushed the wheelchair, and walked slowly into the hall.

"Miss..."

Looking at Xiao Qingyi's back, Old Zen gave a choked cry but did not chase him. He knew that this stubborn young lady, even if her heart was bleeding, even if she was crying, she would not show it to outsiders.

At the same time, in a quiet small attic in Nijiapu, a white-haired old man with a bark-like face, he sighed deeply, his eyes were disappointed and regrettable, he waved his hand to let the letter pass. He retired and stood alone in the yard for a long time. Finally, he sighed and murmured: "Xue Ming, you are so talented, and the child born has awakened a dead soul, dead soul..."

There was also a sound of surprise at this moment in the depths of the palace. The contemporary emperor Yun Feiyang waved his hand, causing several stunning concubines around him to retreat, and beckoned to the old **** next to him: "Pass the decree to Zishan, so that she will be cut off in the future. Xiao Lang's contacts!"

Outside the Medicine King City, Yanyu Villa lit up with a soaring light, and Master Scar immediately walked towards the room with the dense array, and after a while walked towards the Colosseum with a shocked face.

In an elegant room of the Colosseum, a man wearing a purple cloak sits on a lion chair, carrying a wine jar, sitting lightly.

Master Scar came with a heavy face and said a few words in a low voice. The wine jar in the hands of the Eighth Master suddenly fell to the ground, bursting open, and the room was suddenly full of wine. The Eighth Master stood up suddenly, his eyes flickered several times, and he raised his head and sighed: "The lone wolf still failed to scream for nine days..."

...

Xiao Lang and Xiaodao walked silently in the Xiao family compound, ignoring the many mocking and sympathetic gazes, and walking slowly towards Qingyi Pavilion with a heavy step.

At the door of Tsing Yi Pavilion, Xiao Lang's footsteps stopped. Looking at the caring eyes of Old Zen and Qianxun who came to meet him, he gritted his teeth and walked towards the Tsing Yi Pavilion without saying a word.

The inside of Tsing Yi Pavilion was still the same as before. There was a beautiful woman at the entrance of the hall, sitting there peacefully, looking at Xiao Lang and Xiaodao with a loving smile, her eyes were clear and there was no strange color.

"Aunt!"

Xiao Lang let out a choked sound, walked over, and the knife both knelt in front of Xiao Qingyi, bowed their heads to say something, but couldn't say anything.

"stand up!"

Xiao Qingyi's tone was still calm and calm, but she was extremely sure. She looked at Xiao Lang and Xiaodao with a little distress, and said encouragingly: "It's no big deal if the soul is abandoned. If a person is abandoned, it will be completely hopeless. Failure doesn't mean anything. If you fall, you can get up. He is the real man! The child I raised, I know, aunt has always believed that you are destined to soar for nine days and stand above the crowd. Believe aunt!"