Demon Becoming the Lord

Mrs. Yan heard these words and saw Xiao Lang's hideous face. She was taken aback for a moment, then she even sneered, and then her face became cold again.

With a sudden movement of one hand, he grabbed Xiao Lang's neck and directly lifted and rushed forward, finally pressing Xiao Lang against the wall. Her long coercion has always enveloped Xiao Lang, making Xiao Lang unable to move at all.

Her phoenix eyes were cold, and she faintly said, "Bite you? Bite your little brother? You want to be beautiful! But you reminded me, and the last question was whether you could agree or not. If you did not agree, this lady immediately crushed you. Bird eggs, let you be a yin and yang person in this life!"

Xiao Lang felt cold and felt a hand suddenly leaned forward, grabbing his lifeblood, and immediately cursed inwardly. This wave of goods is really too poisonous, how can girls play like this?

But now that he has been on the bar, he has always had a temper like a donkey, how could he show weakness? The face turned calm at the moment, but there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and he scolded: "You do it, if I yell it hurts, I will be your godfather!"

"Godfather?"

Mrs. Yan was taken aback again, but instead of starting, she asked in confusion: "Why is it a godfather? Not a real father?"

Xiao Lang gave it up and said with a cold smile: "Godfather specializes in god-daughters, do you understand, owes a lot of money!"

"So courageous!"

Madam Yan instantly understood the meaning of it, and the hand below that grasped Xiao Lang's lifeblood suddenly loosened, raising her hand to his chest with a palm.

"Crack!"

The sound of broken bones was extremely clear, and Xiao Lang could not be moved by just relying on her aura. There was no need to question the strength of Mrs. Yan. This casual shot broke Xiao Lang's ribs at least three or four.

Xiao Lang really had a kind, he didn't even snorted, just frowned, and a trace of bruise slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth. He actually showed a cruel sneer, staring at Mrs. Yan, and continued to curse: "Go on, your godfather pays It works!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

After three consecutive palms, almost all of Xiao Lang's chest bones were broken. Madam Yan did not groan as she watched. The blood in her mouth flowed more and more, but the smile in her eyes grew thicker. Xiao Lang raised her palm. , I don’t know why the fourth palm was never taken.

"Are you really afraid of death?" Madam Yan asked in a cold voice looking at Xiao Lang, half of his body stained red with blood.

"Afraid of death is not **!"

Xiao Lang said smoothly, and then quickly corrected: "It's wrong, it's not your godfather for fear of death!"

Mrs. Yan said contemptuously: "Huh! What else can you do except poor mouth? A big man, isn't it being played by a woman by me at this moment? What qualifications are you crazy?"

Xiao Lang replied with contempt: "What was your strength when you were at my age? Do you believe that after ten years, Lao Tzu can easily play you to death? You better kill me, otherwise one day, Lao Tzu will strip you off. Do it hard and hang it upside down at the gate of the city to repay today's humiliation!"

"Oh?"

When Madam Yan heard these words, her murderous aura converged instead, loosening Xiao Lang's neck, a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and a mysterious smile: "Okay, this Madam will wait and see, as long as you can break through the seventh stage of the Heaven Demon combat skill, You can come here to find me at any time, and this lady will wash it up and play whatever you want!"

After finishing speaking, Mrs. Yan actually twisted her plump buttocks and left straight away, walking to the entrance of the hall, turning her head to smile mysteriously.

"Damn, I didn't read the almanac when I went out today? I met a crazy woman!"

Xiao Lang immediately released the grass vines to heal him, and when his injuries recovered a little, he slowly walked outside.

Xiao Lang walked out of the side hall and turned the corridor outside, walked into the stands of the Death Arena, and found the broken shoes and broken Shu who were sitting in the stands, waiting for Xiao Lang to bet on stage, and left quickly without saying anything. .

What he didn't know was that in the few Accords on the top floor of the Deathmatch, Mrs. Yan and a brunet-haired middle-aged heroic man were watching him leave with his broken shoes.

If Xiao Lang were in this Accord, he would definitely cry out. Because the majestic brown-haired man next to Mrs. Yan took away the naive Emperor Ouyang from Mizong Mountain!

This is not important, the most important thing is... the strong emperor of this day is standing at the moment, but Mrs. Yan is sitting, and the strong emperor of this day looks extremely respectful?

When Xiao Lang disappeared in the battlefield, the strong emperor said respectfully, "Madam, how about this kid?"

"Not bad!"

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Mrs. Yan's mouth, and she sighed, "No wonder the little childishness has never forgotten this kid since he came back. It really is a bit special. The coercion does not change the face, and the mentality is good, but Some are rebellious, but it’s a pity that they are practicing the combat skills of the demon..."

The heavenly emperor nodded and said: "Well, it is precisely because he cultivated the combat skills of the heavenly demon. I didn't bring him back to the family at Mizong Mountain that day! The combat skills of the heavenly demon are too difficult to cultivate, even if it consumes a lot of profound stones. He may not be able to break through the seventh level. If he cannot break through the seventh level, it will be a waste after all!"

Mrs. Yan shook her head lightly and said, "Oh, Heavenly Demon Great Emperor created this kind of Heaven-defying Technique in the past, breaking through the eighth level, sweeping Tianzhou with no enemy. It is a pity that there are countless warriors who have practiced Heavenly Demon combat skills for millions of years. , But no one can reproduce his former glory. No matter, don’t let Xiaoyou meet him, so as not to break her Taoism! Let him fend for himself!"

"Yes!"

The Heavenly Emperor bowed and bowed, and left quietly in a flash, and the room returned to quiet. Mrs. Yan sat alone in the Accord, looking at the noisy death arena below, and sighed again for a long time: "The evildoers are rampant, the troubled times are coming, the world will be united for a long time, and the long time will be divided, who will be the next emperor to rule Tianzhou? "

...

"what?"

Xiao Lang and Broken Shoes returned to the room, and they were very nervous immediately after talking about what had happened just now.

The eyes of the torn shoes flickered, turning around in the room, and suddenly drank low after a while: "Xiao Lang, this time we are in a big trouble. If I guess right, the woman you just provoked is definitely not the battlefield. The senior steward of, but... the mysterious master of Liuyan Pavilion, Liu Ruyan! The wave hoof I hooked up, once solemnly explained that I must not provoke this person, otherwise she will not be able to protect me!"

"how is this possible?"

Xiao Lang was startled, the one who hooked up with the broken shoes was the deputy city lord, and the peak strength of the human emperor was still from the Ouyang family. Even if Liuyan Pavilion is powerful, it is just a hotel, right? How can you compare with the No. 1 family in the world?

"I don't understand either, but those hooves will never lie to me!"

The face of the torn shoe was extremely dignified. After turning a few times again, he made a decisive decision: "This Liuyan Pavilion can't live anymore. Let's change places immediately. When the news from Ouyang's house arrives, we will leave Hongdi City immediately after seeing Miss Ouyang!"