Chapter 62: The strong

"Brother, that military is very powerful?"
In the shower room, the knife and Xiao Lang each were sitting in a large wooden barrel. The knife grabbed his head and turned to ask Xiao Lang. Before Xiao Lang could answer, he said: "I didn't see that he was very strong, but the guard was so strong. It feels stronger than Xiao Futu, I feel he can kill me in seconds!"
"nonsense…"
Xiao Lang glanced at the knife and said with a sigh, "If I remember correctly, the black man is called Nether, a personal guard who walks alone, a man who is infinitely close to the five great powers of the dynasty! Don't say you, I'm afraid it is. Xiao Qinglong can kill with one move!"
"Well, so strong! That military is so strong? Can he have such a strong subordinate, isn't he stronger?"
Xiaodao smiled and grabbed his head, but looked confused, and then remembered something, and said in surprise: "The five powerful dynasties, one for each of the four super families, is he the fifth person?"
"No!"
Xiao Lang raised his head and was accustomed to Xiaodao's ignorance. Besides chatting with himself and aunt, Xiao Lang seldom talked, let alone outsiders. He explained: "There is another one in the palace, my aunt said! But no one knows who it is, it is estimated that grandpa and the others may know. As for the military alone... it is rumored that he is a scholar, without the slightest force. I just felt that It is indeed the same as the rumors!"
The knife was confused, with big eyes bulging, and asked strangely: "How is it possible? He doesn't practice martial arts? Don't you say he is very powerful?"
"Great doesn't mean you have to be strong, wrong... he is indeed strong, but his strength lies in wisdom!"
Xiao Lang admired a little, thinking of his aunt and hearing the rumors of loneliness outside, his heart surged. A scholar who had no power to bind the chicken, but with his wisdom, he forcibly resisted the crazy attack of the Blood Dynasty for more than ten years. As long as he was in northern Xinjiang, the blood barbarians never stepped into the war dynasty.
There are three powerful dynasties in the Soul Continent. The Northern Blood Dynasty is the most powerful, the Eastern War Dynasty is the second, and the Western Feather Dynasty is the weakest. There are still some small countries in the south, but they all depend on the Zhan Dynasty and the Yu Dynasty.
For more than a thousand years, the blood dynasty has often attacked the war dynasty in an attempt to unify the soul continent and establish a powerful empire. It is a pity that the Zhan Dynasty has four major families, and a military has emerged over the years. The dynasty has never endured the invasion of blood barbarians for more than two decades.
The knife became more confused, and she smirked: "I don't understand, the knife just knows to practice diligently, and later become a strong one to protect aunt and brother!"
Xiao Lang grinned and stood up and nodded: "Well, we will cultivate hard. In the future, both of our brothers will become strong, a strong one to look up to!"
The two put on their clothes, and when they walked out of the hall, Xiao Lang found that Duo Xing had already left, and his aunt was sitting at the table waiting for the two to eat. The knife didn't say a word, and sat down, covering his head and picking up rice. Xiao Lang asked his aunt in doubt, "The military is gone?"
"Go, go back to Northern Xinjiang!"
The aunt smiled faintly, and began to pick up vegetables for Xiao Lang, but Xiao Lang picked up vegetables for the knife, and the knife continued to bury his head in the rice with a silly smile. This strange three people, over the past ten years, seem to have been accustomed to this, and enjoy it.
Xiao Lang chewed on a piece of fat and suddenly raised his head and said, "Auntie, have you ever heard of a purple grass vine? There are also green grass vines that can shine. They seem to have wisdom. The purple grass vines are like kings. The green grass vines are like his courtiers. These grass vines can shoot out spikes to attack people..."
The aunt took a sip of the soup, frowned, and said, "Unheard of, why do you ask?"
"Oh, I had a strange dream last night, just ask!"
Xiao Lang replied nonchalantly, but he was puzzled in his heart when he buried himself in the meal. The purple grass vine in the body, he has checked all the information he can check, and now the knowledgeable aunt has not heard of it. What is this thing?
He didn't dare to tell Xiao Qingyi, one was because he couldn't sense this thing himself, or it might not be in his body. After so long, he didn't feel anything wrong with his body. Second, this matter was too weird, and he didn't want his aunt to worry about it.
Secretly decided to wait until the soul awakened, go to the second floor of the library to check the information, and then go to the Imperial Capital to inquire when there is time. If it is really impossible, I can only tell Xiao Qingyi and Xiao Buddy that they are dead.
Thinking of the awakening of the soul, Xiao Lang looked at Xiao Qingyi with some hope: "Auntie, can I awaken a soul as powerful as Aunt Futu and Uncle Buddha?"
"of course!"
Xiao Qingyi did not avoid this topic this time, and said with a smile: "Your parents are peerless geniuses, and they have awakened the top-ranked spirits. You may be better than them, and maybe you can awaken the legendary holy-ranked spirits. !"
The knife, who had been eating silently, suddenly raised his head and asked, "Hey, aunt, what soul can I awaken?"
Xiao Qingyi smiled and said: "My knife is so powerful, it will definitely be able to awaken the powerful souls. The Soul Festival is still three months away, and I am extremely looking forward to... I wonder what kind of powerful souls you can awaken!"
Xiao Lang and Xiaodao looked at each other, both of them laughed, exactly the same honest and silly.
Xiao Qingyi's expression suddenly became serious, and he confessed in earnest: "Don't be arrogant, don't be lazy in your cultivation, and work harder. In theory, when the spirit is awakened, the stronger the strength, the greater the chance of awakening the high-level spirit. ?"
"Aunt, don't worry, I will definitely practice hard and awaken a super powerful soul!"
Xiao Lang nodded heavily. He didn't intend to be lazy, but Xiao Qingyi secretly made up his mind when he said that, and started practicing crazy in the past few months.
Not why, just to make this woman happier, Xiao Lang feels worthwhile no matter how much he has given. Xiao Lang is very clear about how much this woman has given for herself and suffered in the past ten years!
The days passed in peace.
Xiao Lang and Xiaodao's cultivation became even more frantic. Except for eating and sleeping, they spent the rest of their time in the Qingyi Pavilion, practicing frantically.
Two days later, Xiao Lang and Xiaodao's peaceful life was finally broken, and Yun Feiyang decreed that the field hunting competition started, stating that the unmarried rich and unmarried young masters of the Imperial Capital must participate.
The Xiao Jiatian became lively before dawn. The Xiao family was sixteen years old and there were dozens of unmarried sons and girls. So many people need to arrange guard mounts, meals, and many trivial matters.
Before dawn, Xiao Lang and Xiaodao had just finished practicing profound energy, they were dragged into the room by several maids and asked to dress up. Xiao Lang and Xiaodao looked at their gorgeous robes and quit. The last time he attended the palace banquet, Xiao Lang felt uncomfortable all over. This time he went to hunt profound beasts, wearing these gorgeous robes and hunting fart profound beasts.
In the end, the maids had no choice but to bring a black and gorgeous samurai robe to the two of them, put on a cloak and each sent a high-level profound tool. The knife is holding a big sword, plus the terrifying muscles of prehistoric monsters, and the burly figure, it does not have a certain aura.
Xiao Lang didn't feel wrong at first, so he reluctantly dressed. It's just... when he was riding his magical monster Xiao Bai, he found that this outfit matched Xiao Bai's looks very funny, and it was extremely exciting...
It was almost time, and Xiao Lang didn't think so much. Riding on Xiaobai and a knife with a tall black horse, he went to the square to meet with the young ladies of the Xiao family.
As soon as the two appeared, the whole square was silent!
It can be imagined that a burly man of two heights is riding a two-meter-high horse. It’s funny and incongruent to walk with a young man who is less than a meter tall and looks thin and thin...
"Hahaha!"
After a period of silence, countless young girls looked at Xiao Lang riding a donkey that was pulling the wind incomparably, and burst into laughter. Some even squatted on the ground with their belly and laughed!
There were black lines on Xiao Lang's brows, and he swept away dozens of cousins ​​and cousins ​​with cold eyes, and he drew a deep drink: "Whoever laughs again, I will fight him!"
The audience was silent again.