Demon Becoming the Lord

"Lang'er, the knife is here to visit your Uncle Dugu!"

Xiao Qingyi still looks like that, neither cold nor cold, light and breezy. Xiao Lang and Xiao Dao immediately clasped their fists and bowed. It was obvious that Xiao Qingyi was the one who could make Xiao Qingyi speak like this.

The middle-aged man looked at Xiao Lang and Xiaodao carefully, then smiled slightly: "Qingdi's son? Yes, Xiaodao is also good. Tsing Yi, you have raised a child for 17 years, and you really didn't disappoint me!"

Xiao Qingyi showed a smile for the first time, and the temperature in the hall instantly warmed up a bit. She looked at Xiao Lang and Xiaodao very happily and said, "The princes of this generation can be praised by the gods of the Continental Army. Rarely?"

The middle-aged man smiled and replied, "Not very few, but no!"

"Military god, are you a military **** alone?"

The knife grabbed his head and smiled, but Xiao Lang was shocked. Xiao Qingyi said that Uncle Dugu was a bit familiar, but when he said that the **** of war was like a thunderous ear!

In the war dynasty, in the past few decades, the most famous people, except for the few peerless powerhouses in Xiao Budie, were only one-the military **** alone!

This is the only man who can make all the people of the whole war dynasty admire and admire the man, a man who has a legendary experience.

At the age of fourteen, he was named on the gold list, but the high school champion abandoned his pen to join the army and became an ordinary clerk in the army of northern Xinjiang. For more than 20 years, he climbed step by step and became the marshal of the Zhenbei Army in one fell swoop. He has encountered hundreds of battles in his life and has never been defeated.

The four families are immortal, the military gods do not kill, and the war dynasty does not die!

The words said by Xueyi, the peerless strongman of the Blood Dynasty ten years ago, not only achieved the prestige of the four big families, but also placed the status of the **** of war with the four big families side by side, which shows the terribleness of this man.

What surprised Xiao Lang was that such a famous person was like a fairy in the nine heavens. Isn't it an old man, but a middle-aged handsome man, or an elegant scholar who seems to be powerless?

The Lonely Line is extremely handsome, and he is the kind of man who looks more and more attractive. It seems to be between 30 and 40 years old. This kind of age is exactly the age when men bid farewell to youthfulness and precipitous prosperity. Xiao Lang secretly thought that if he throws the lonely trip to the "Happy Valley" of Yaowang City, I am afraid that all the ladies will be crazy...

Du Guxing's complexion was calm, with a smile like if there was nothing on her face, and she had the same temperament as Xiao Qingyi's, and she felt that even if the sky fell, their faces would not change. The eyes are shining with confidence and kindness, which makes people feel good.

He smiled slightly, looked at Xiao Lang and said mildly, "I'm just walking alone. As for the military gods and so on, they are just false names. On the contrary, Xiao Lang, you are a famous emperor recently. The son of Qing Emperor is really blue. It seems The name of the first son of the imperial capital is none other than you!"

When Duguxing was speaking, Xiao Lang kept staring at him. I found that he had a strong convincing power in his words, without any pretense. He was about to take a few words of humility, but Xiao Qingyi waved his hand and said, "You should go take a shower first, sweating profusely, what is it like!"

Xiao Lang smiled bitterly and left with the knife, and Du Guxing took his gaze back from Xiao Lang, and the smile on his face disappeared. Looking at Xiao Qingyi's beautiful face, a trace of heat flashed in her eyes, but she was silent. Xiao Qingyi was stared at by Lonely, not uncomfortable, drinking tea leisurely, beautifully left behind.

Duguxing's eyes moved, looking at Xiao Qingyi’s legs, a touch of distress was suddenly revealed, and he sighed slightly: "Seventeen years, you hid from me for seventeen years! You don’t want to go back to Xiao’s house, can’t you go to Northern Xinjiang? Not qualified to be your lovers, but at least we are friends?"

Xiao Qingyi's gaze shifted over, a gentle smile appeared in her beautiful eyes, and she shook her head slightly and said, "It's Tsingyi's no good fortune. The war in Northern Xinjiang had been so tight at the time, and I didn't want to hurt you. Later... That's all right."

There was a bit of bitterness on Duguxing’s face, his eyes suddenly became extremely sincere, and he stared at Xiao Qingyi firmly and said: "Blessed? Tsingyi, you know, I haven't married in my life, just... to wait for you. This time I came back overnight, also for the sake of Seeing you, I will return to Beijiang immediately, you...can't you give me some hope?"

Xiao Qingyi's face finally moved slightly, her head lowered and her eyebrows lowered, as if she did not dare to face the hot gaze of Duguxing. After a long time, she sighed slightly: "For half a year, give me another half a year!"

"it is good!"

Duguxing's face suddenly burst into light, and the whole person suddenly rose up, it seems that he is more than ten years younger, and he is more handsome. He laughed and said: "As long as you are willing to give me the answer, let alone half a year, I will wait for ten years!"

Xiao Qingyi's face was moved again, her eyelashes flicked, she was obviously very excited, raised her eyelids and looked at Dugu, and sighed bitterly, "Dugu, why are you? There are so many good women in the world. I am now paralyzed and old. It's not worth it..."

"Three thousand weak waters, but Xiao Qingyi has only one!"

Duguxing's affectionate gaze and Qiangqiang's unparalleled demeanor made Xiao Qingyi a little embarrassed. She picked up tea and pretended to drink tea to continue to escape.

But the murderous intent in the lonely eyes suddenly skyrocketed, a weak scholar, but it made people feel more terrifying than the murderer. He looked out the window and said: "I have found some clues about the people who assassinated you these years. Don't worry...When I get my hands free, I will find them all, one by one!"

Xiao Qingyi was not surprised by his ability to walk alone. Instead, he said: "I know he belongs to the Black Dragon Pavilion. The Black Dragon Pavilion can't get rid of the death of my eldest brother. My father is already working on the arrangement. Dugu, the world says you are so wise. Demon, can you guess the big hand behind the scenes of the Black Dragon Pavilion?"

Du Guxing frowned slightly, and groaned: "No accident, there is the shadow of the Blood Dynasty behind the Black Dragon Pavilion. And... I suspect that one of the other three families is also connected! As for which one it is, I don't have specific evidence yet. Not much to say!"

Xiao Qingyi was stunned, and asked with some doubt: "Although the four big families usually fight openly and secretly, they should not unite with the blood dynasty to kill the Xiao family. Otherwise, the dynasty will perish and they will not survive. Dugu, are you wrong?"

"Humph!"

Standing alone, standing in front of the window, he said indifferently: "It can kill the Qing Emperor and chase you for more than ten years. Do you think that without the blessing of the super family and the support of your Xiao family, the Black Dragon Pavilion can do it? Can you hide comfortably in the dynasty?"

Xiao Qingyi was speechless. Although he could not believe it, he was speechless to refute. Lone Guxing turned around and gave Xiao Qingyi a warm smile, and said with great pride: "Don't think about it so much. After half a year, I have arranged for Beijiang to come back immediately, and then I will fully investigate the matter. Whether it is Who... dare to hurt you, if I go alone, he will be wiped out. I'm leaving, you cherish it!"

Lone Guxing took a deep look at Xiao Qingyi, and turned away in a very cool manner. The black armored warrior immediately followed, disappearing into the night breeze, walking steadily, without a trace of memorabilia.

Xiao Qingyi didn't see off for the lonely trip, but just sat in the wheelchair blankly, his face full of guilt and bitterness, the two lines of tears fell silently in the corners of his eyes, and somehow began to cry for some reason. After a long time, she wiped away her tears, looked out the door idiotically, and whispered softly: "Dugu, I'm sorry, I really feel that Tsing Yi is not lucky..."