Chapter 837: One hundred and forty one

Chapter 837 One Hundred and Forty One: The Real World
The four members of Longxi and his entourage, in addition to the identity of the young Tianjiao, are also a group of cheaters of Chunxianglou driving at night, so Tang Xing did not pay attention to it when he got on the bus. Only when the two were Xiao Ziyu and the others, there was naturally no evasion. Speaking directly in the carriage, anyway, since the team building that night, he has not been burdened by the arrogant.
But at this time, he was slashed on his forehead by his brother with a hand knife, but he was a bit aftertaste.
"Lao Bai? Mrs. Mi?"
This strange appellation has nothing to do with Longxi Group, it sounds like an outsider who is born.
The boy holding his head turned his head and his face collapsed. A man who looked like a scholar of about thirty years old smiled awkwardly at him, while the beautiful young lady beside him had her eyebrows upturned and her big beautiful eyes. Full of contempt, his eyes slashed across the two brothers like steel knives, as if they were qualitative.
"Ha ha ha." With a dry smile, Xiao Zhengtai, who was holding his head, said to the two of them: "Tang Xing has seen two of them, please don't take it to heart. Although the kid is greedy and lustful, his brother is a real gentleman! "
After saying that, Tang Luo winked. The triumphant appearance was clearly asking for praise, but it made Tang Luo burst into blue veins on his forehead.
Because of his extra help, Lu Ningxue's contempt in his eyes was even worse, because the four medical treatments were divided into observation, smell, inquiry, and cut.
In order to accurately distinguish medicinal herbs, doctors must have a very keen sense of smell. The two of them just had a meal in Chunxianglou. Not only were they tainted with alcohol, but they also had a strong odor of wind and dust, even when they were off-white. Come out, otherwise the two can't become like this with just one sentence.
This search for supplements is not so much a help, but a description of the black. Tang Luo was already disappointed with this idiot, and he raised his hand blankly and cut it on Tang Xing's forehead.
This time it was not gentle, the little guy squatted on the ground holding his head in pain, and could only "hiss" and gasp.
Withdrawing his hand knife, Tang Luo faintly said to Mi Bai and Lu Ningxue: "Shicai talked with her brother about the beauty of the world, which made the two laugh."
After finishing speaking, she sat down and closed her eyes to rest her mind, but Lu Ningxue beside Mi Bai looked at Tang Xing who was holding her head and squatting, but her eyes changed.
The layman looks at the excitement, the insider looks at the doorway. As a disciple of the Baicao Immortal Palace, she can of course see the power contained in the hand knife just now. If that blow hit the ordinary mortal heavenly spirit, it would be enough to smash the skull. But the child who was only fifteen or sixteen years old in front of him was hit by a blow. Except for pain and difficulty, he didn't even have dizziness. This kind of endurance is by no means the level that can be achieved by just entering the world.
As a healer, he has handled countless patients, most of whom are warriors, so they have a very precise grasp of the strength of a warrior’s physical body. Even if they practice some great body-building secrets, there is no way for a warrior to have instant possession. This physique.
Although fifteen-year-old sloughing is not uncommon, it can be understood from the strength of this physical body that this kid broke through at least a few years ago, which is very surprising.
Although her husband had introduced Tang Luo, she did not take Xiling Tianjiao to heart, but now looking at Tang Xinggen's feet, she couldn't help but be puzzled.
Is this person in front of him really the son of the Xiling family?
Unable to restrain the curiosity in her heart, Lu Ningxue waved a flash of light to heal Tang Xing's pain, and met the little guy's surprised eyes, and asked softly, "When did you break through?"
"Thank you for the medical officer's help!" Tang Xing stood up and said with a serious face: "I'm thirteen years old and enter the world."
"Thirteen years old?" Lu Ningxue exclaimed, covering her mouth, repeating in disbelief.
Even in a sect like Baicao Xianfu, the thirteen-year-old Xiefan is an exaggerated achievement.
If on other occasions, hearing the praise of a beautiful lady, Tang Xing can make a big nasal bubble, but in front of Tang Luo, he just hid: "What's the matter, my brother is also a thirteen-year-old man. And oh, he is still the top name of Wu Shengshan this year, the arrogant of the best!"
I only blame Kunwu County’s legends for the lack of details. In fact, after thinking about it, the martial arts conference enclosed in Kunwu Mountain is a high-level duel. Even if the Kunwu County martial artists are so curious, they can only rely on those The communication letters in the arbitration institute are new to explore.
It was the first time for the Longxi Alliance to participate in the martial arts conference. No one had expected this team beforehand, so that they had a black eye for Longxi and his party.
Therefore, everyone only knows that a monster appeared in the martial arts society today. All Kunwu County knows about the Demon King, but only a few people know who this Demon King is.
In addition, Lu Ningxue was very simple, and she didn't know that the Tang family son who came to pick up her husband was actually the arrogant genius of Kunwu, and she couldn't help being a little surprised.
Not only was he surprised, Mi Bai was even more surprised. Although he once mentioned to Lu Ningxue that he had two great friends, he didn't say much, who didn't like to show off. Xu Lao Ying came and went in a hurry and did not reveal his identity a few days ago. He didn’t even associate the King of Mo Luo with Tang Luo. Now that I know that my friend is the champion of the entire Kunwu County rumors, a burst of pride suddenly rose, and he sighed sincerely at Tang Luo: Shanxiao. Brother Tang, your dream has come true!"
I still remember the three young people on the top of Chixia Mountain chanting their aspirations to the sea of ​​red clouds. The road of Xu Lao winning the holy king is far away. He and the children of Xiling have also been separated for many years, and Tang Luo has become famous in the world, dreaming On this road, the three people who were walking side by side have already taken a big step now. As a friend, he has only deep blessings.
"Lao Bai said and laughed, where is this." Tang Luo opened his eyes and said with a faint smile: "Wu Shengshan and Yu Beast Sect organized the Longzhou Martial Arts Conference once every three years for twenty times, once every ten years. I don’t know if they have any misunderstandings about Guan Jue I. In short, one of the best talents can be produced every three years, and those who have the title will change every ten years. Although I am really good, I am only one of the top names of a martial arts club, and it is far from my dream."
Keeping your eyes on yourself is always not objective enough. You can only know what the real world looks like if you look around.
Speaking of breaking the sky, the Longzhou Martial Arts Conference is just a game event organized by the Holy Land for young people. If you truly believe in the title of the best, you can’t see yourself clearly.
The real champion is that when I speak, all holy places must listen carefully and take it seriously. At this moment, at best, Tang Luo will not care about this kind of trick to coax children.
(End of this chapter)