Invincible Fairy King in the City

Lin Lang didn't go to recognize his parents, but just secretly observed for a while in the dark, but these were enough for him, and he was afraid that they would cause unnecessary trouble.

Everything is better.

"Father Jiang, thanks to them this time."

Lin Lang murmured to himself, then turned back to Shen Cheng.

...

Everything seemed to calm down again, everything was quiet, except for the routine education of Jiang Chuqiu every morning, nothing else.

On this day, Lin Lang was in class at school, but saw Yu Xiaoxiao with red and swollen eyes, stumbled into the door.

If you look closely, there are not only fresh "strawberry" marks on the white neck, but even a red mark on the place where it is connected to the collarbone.

After sitting down, Yu Xiaoxiao immediately crouched on the table and cried.

This time I was really crying, not pretending to cry like before, helpless like a child.

"It seems that the women of Kuo Shao's family are not good enough, maybe they have a special hobby." Jiang Yu sighed, but she felt a bit of pity.

"Don't look at her usually interacting with young people, in fact, she also has difficulties." Shen Bifu explained.

...

At this time, near the Yangliu River in Shencheng, a large ship was slowly approaching. There were two men standing on the bow of the ship, looking at the buildings along the river that were gradually clear.

This is a strange combination.

One is a young man with a shirtless upper body. He is standing with his chest on his chest, has clear muscle lines, and is full of power, just like a muscular man in a foreign movie.

Beside him is a middle-aged man, wearing a robe and stepping on a fairly classic Deng Yun boots under his feet. His whole body is imposing and not diarrhea. All signs indicate that this person is by no means a general generation.

"I thought Nan Liao were all businessmen, but I didn't expect to have a character so soon." The man in the robe said lightly.

His facial expression was always the same, and there would not be a slight shift between words, as if Tarzan was in front of his eyes without changing color.

"Shencheng? A small place, what can be a master." Sophisticated man pouted, disapproving, Shencheng is the provincial capital in Nanliao Province, but it has little reputation outside the province, but a second-tier city.

He wouldn't come to this remote and remote place if he wasn't going to avenge his brother.

"Don't underestimate the heroes of the world."

The man in the robe shook his head.

...

After disembarking, the two walked on the bustling streets of Shencheng, but they caused many passers-by to turn back frequently, and even some good people took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

It's just that this strange pair seems to have eyes behind them. Whenever someone wants to take a picture, the strong man will glance back and give him a stern glance, and the strong breath will make passersby miss and throw the phone to the ground.

Soon after, they both appeared in Mo's old house.

On weekdays, there are only two places for Mo Lao, who is accustomed to supporting the years. One is the No. 1 resort, and the other is the old house of the Mo family.

Today Mo Lao just happened to be at home. At this time, he was slamming the modified Bashan boxing, waiting for a set of boxing methods, his face was rosy, and he just felt that his body's cultivation had improved a little.

"Mr. Lin's insights are truly extraordinary. The Bashan Boxing that he changed has turned into a miracle, and it is difficult to exchange money."

Mo Lao was in a good mood. After coming into contact with Lin Lang's changed boxing skills, he let his originally quiet martial arts heart burn again, and felt that in his lifetime, he would hopefully break into the master of Huajing.

Just then someone was notified that two weird guys outside said they wanted to see him.

Mo Lao Ben was a hospitable person. After telling his servant to serve a good cup of tea, the visitor waited too long and greeted him into the living room.

But after Mo Lao saw the people clearly, Rao was already in a state of indignity and humiliation, and could not help violent fluctuations in his heart.

He is also a warrior himself, of course, he can see the details of the two opposite.

The shirtless man is similar to him, probably at the peak of the warrior, but if he really fights, he may not be an opponent.

What he cared about was another man, that is, the man in the robe. On the other side, he could not see any warrior fluctuations, but he had an extremely dangerous atmosphere, like a dormant wolf.

"He is the Grand Master!"

Mo's pupils suddenly shrank.

Fortunately, when he was young, he grew up in the bullet rain and was a little older. He had seen many strangers and strangers, and he would not continue to lose his temper.

"The two are seated, Mo has prepared good tea." Mo Lao laughed and made an invitation gesture.

"No need."

The robe man said lightly.

"Pass me a message to the person who killed Baimei, and I will wait for him at Bibo Pavilion three days later!"

...

Lin Lang naturally didn't know about this. He is now busy with something more important to him.

That is to build a spiritual vein for him to cultivate.

Yin Yin was named the Dragon God by him, and he was not in charge of aura.

The dragon **** of the dragon was originally the shape of the earth vein. Now that it has crossed the threshold of the dragon of the dragon, it means that it has truly become a qualified dragon vein, and in a sense it is also the embodiment of the spirit vein.

Although it cannot carry a large amount of aura, it can be used as an inducement to absorb aura, use it as the core of the formation, and then set up a gathering of aura, and the aura that is more than ten miles away will gather.

What Lin Lang has to do now is to arrange such an array.

...

One afternoon hurried past, Lin Lang went to school as usual.

Of course, in the meantime, Mo Lao also called him, informed Baimei's division of the door has been found, and made a three-day appointment.

Mo Lao's tone was very serious, and he looked like an enemy, and obtained a lot of information about Yin Yang Road for him. I just hope that Lin Lang will be a bit prepared in advance.

Lin Lang didn't care too much, even if they were both masters, it was nothing but a chicken.

As for the information sent by Mo Lao, he didn't even turn it over, and he was soon forgotten.

"The area required to lay out the Spirit Village is relatively large. The house is too small now."

Lin Lang shook his head and looked at the villa area on the other side of the river bank.

The aura there is richer than here, I know how many, and the gathering of spirits is the best choice.

...

Lin Lang didn't know that the news of the war had already spread, almost spreading throughout the entire South Liao province, from the boss of a large company to the hawker, even the streets and streets knew ...

Three days later, it was rumored that Mr. Lin was going to fight a certain unknown guy.

The location will be on Bibo Pavilion in Yangliujiang!

Who is Mr. Lin?

Presumably few in this modern society where internet is convenient.

That was the topic of public opinion during this time. Someone like the fairy had once witnessed the so-called Mr. Lin fighting with the evil dragon, and it was shocking.

There are also some well-informed generations who have received accurate information and know that the other party is coming for revenge, and death fighting is inevitable.

...

The next day.

Jiang Chuqiu happened to see the thick information on the table after work, and was curious, so he opened it and looked at it.

After reading it, Jiang Chuqiu's complexion was completely dark. I thought Lin Lang had changed from evil to righteousness, so he got a handful of review materials to prepare for the college entrance examination.

But what are these things in front of me? They are all materials that I don't want to do. I remember the 18th generation of the ancestors of the family and even a few children in the family.

Still yin and yang home? See too much cartoons!

As soon as he thought of it, Jiang Chuqiu was furious and almost roared.

"Come out and give me an explanation!"

In the past, in the impression of Jiang Chuqiu, Lin Lang was an obedient student who obeyed and obeyed, no matter what his grades were, but at least he could see his efforts.

But recently? Playing mobile phones in class, truancy, truancy, and grades plummeted.

And since Lin Lang ignored her preaching the last time, she still does her own thing, and Jiang Chuqiu's impression of him is extremely bad.

This time, it has completely become the fuse that ignites emotions.

"As a student, don't study hard and study these messy things all day."

"I know you can fight well. Liu Xinyu and Wu Ziqing can't beat you if you are tied together, but if you look at their results, which exam is not in the top grades."

"Family is outstanding and you have to study hard. How do you think you are better than them?" Jiang Chuqiu hated iron and steel.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, she is young and vigorous and cannot be stimulated. She lists Liu Xinyu and hopes to ignite the fighting spirit of the youngsters.

But she was doomed again.

Lin Lang stood in place, without even saying a word.

He was silent, maybe thinking, but he never lowered his head, which was definitely not a mistake.

"Are you listening to me anyway?" Jiang Chuqiu grunted his teeth.

Lin Lang nodded, but he did not take it seriously. Perhaps his studies are very important for the students struggling in society, but for him, studying these is undoubtedly a waste of time.

Some things are born, others are more precious than their lives.

It is also working hard, but there are many ways and there are more than one shortcut.

Perhaps in a few years, when these peer students grow up and become famous in the society, I am afraid that at that time he was already ahead of the whole star. They were still climbing the mountain, and Lin Lang had already stood on top of the mountain. Go with the wind.

When you have the power to frighten the stars, and when all respect you as gods, what else needs to be bent over to pick them up?

"You are hopeless!"

Jiang Chuqiu stomped, but didn't know what to say.

Lin Lang in her mind was like a blind old man who was ill and suffering. He was coughing and gasping in pain, but he just couldn't see the table, and he was standing with an elixir sufficient to cure him.

"I should say what I have to say, so please do it for yourself."

Jiang Chuqiu gave Lin Lang a disappointed glance, and walked away.

The door slammed into the door frame, and only heard a mournful voice from the room.

"I'm disappointed in you."

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