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The two have been probing back and forth for a long time.

The mayor said with a smile: "I can't take the lead in this matter, I'm afraid the owner of the Lang family has found the wrong person."

Lang Juntian smiled slightly, "What do you mean?"

"I mean," the mayor approached him mysteriously, and whispered, "There are... people on my side."

Lang Juntian suddenly understood, and a smile appeared on his face. Since this person said so, it means that the people above him intend to negotiate.

"Oh? Then you have to recommend it."

The mayor laughed and said, "Naturally, naturally, that one happens to be free the day after tomorrow."

The two agreed on the details of the meeting, and Lang Juntian was relieved, and returned home with a smile on his face.

The meeting place is at Lang's house.

Not many people participated, except for the leaders of the three aristocratic families, only a few senior elders were present.

Lang Junxian and Bai Maomao were also present.

Lang Junxian is the future head of the Lang family, and Bai Maomao suppressed the thick fog of the void world by himself, and both of them are eligible to attend.

Bai Maomao was wearing a white suit, with slightly long bangs combed up, and an obsidian cuff button pinned to the cuff. When his wrist was raised, a touch of emerald green was inadvertently revealed.

The scene is serious.

Everyone is waiting quietly.

To show his importance, Lang Juntian took the initiative to greet the distinguished guests at the door.

The door of the conference room was opened, the butler lowered his head and stood respectfully by the side, Lang Juntian led the distinguished guests inside.

The person who came in first was young, with a high nose and deep eyes, tall and slender, wearing an elegant robe, with his hands behind his back, walking in steadily.

The mayor was a step behind, following behind him.

This person... Bai Maomao's pupils shrank, and his eyes narrowed dangerously.

Rong Xiao!

Naturally, Lang Junxian saw it too, and shook his head indifferently to Bai Maomao, telling him to be calm.

Bai Maomao held his breath, still staring at the person sitting in the main seat with unkind eyes.

Rong Xiao seemed to have noticed his gaze, turned his head slightly, and the corners of his mouth curved a little deeper.

Everyone sits down.

The mayor spoke first, "This is Mr. Rong." He didn't say much, but anyone with a discerning eye could see his respectful attitude.

Lang Juntian cupped his hands, "Mr. Rong, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"It's a pleasure to meet you," Rong Xiao bowed his hand to return the salute, but there was no smile in his eyes, "I think everyone knows the purpose of coming here this time, so don't waste time and talk, just ask for the price directly."

Lang Juntian was taken aback, he didn't expect him to be so direct, and thinking of his age, he only thought he was young and vigorous.

"What does Mr. Rong want?"

Rong Xiao glanced at the people present, "Mr. Rong is resolute, and has nothing to ask for. The only thing I want to see is whether the conditions you give are interesting enough."

Patriarch Ji frowned and said, "Nowadays the human world is in chaos, and the cultivation world is suffering from it even more. These are all related to the future of Dragon Kingdom, how can it be an interesting description?"

He hummed heavily, "Mr. Rong is too immodest."

Patriarch Ji's eyes were disdainful, and he didn't notice the expressions of other people at all.

The mayor secretly wiped off his sweat, and carefully glanced at Rong Xiao's expression.

The scene was silent.

Rong Xiao smiled, he stared straight at Patriarch Ji for a moment, then slowly laughed, "It's hard for Patriarch Ji to be so concerned about the country and the people."

As he spoke, he changed the topic, "Did the ancestor of the Ji family come?"

Patriarch Ji looked at him in confusion.

Rong Xiao laughed even harder, "After only a few hundred years, the Ji family can actually plead for the people with righteous words?"

Mrs. Lang's eyes moved, and he looked at him hesitantly.

Patriarch Ji was at a loss, and didn't understand what medicine he bought from the gourd.

Rong Xiao sighed, shook his head and said: "Sure enough, the world has changed, and I don't know how the ghost who died at the hands of Ji's family feels."

"What do you mean?!" Patriarch Ji said sullenly.

"What?" Rong Xiao was surprised: "Didn't your ancestors tell you? 200 years ago, in order to steal the luck of the real dragon, the ancestor of the Ji family slaughtered the three reincarnated clans of the real dragon. sacrifice, imprisoning the dragon soul in an illusion, and burning it with the real fire of the phoenix every day..."

"Otherwise, why do you think that the descendants of the Xuanyuan family changed their surname to Ji?" He ignored Ji's ugly face, and slowly revealed the fact that the Ji family had hidden it for many years, "Because your branch has offended the Dao of Heaven and is no longer for the Xuanyuan family. Tolerance."

It was a disgrace to the Ji family to be forced to change their surname from Xuanyuan to Ji, but few people knew the real reason.Even Ji's family members don't know about Mi Xin, let alone outsiders.

Patriarch Ji knew something vaguely, but he didn't know the details. Seeing other people's searching eyes, his uneasiness in the bottom of his heart became stronger, but he could only retort harshly, "I'm talking nonsense!"

Rong Xiao smiled nonchalantly, "Everyone just think I'm talking nonsense."

Mo Qin, who had been silent all this time, came out to smooth things over, "Mr. Rong likes to tell stories, and it won't be too late after the business is over."

Others also echoed. This Mr. Rong has been fighting against each other since Patriarch Ji made his voice. It is obvious that he is targeting Ji's family. If they are allowed to quarrel like this, then today's affairs may be messed up.

Rong Xiao was also understanding and did not reveal the old background of Ji's family, and went downhill along the ladder they built.

Bai Maomao has been secretly looking at Rong Xiao.

This aggressive Rong Xiao is very different from the silly and silly person brought back by his mother.

There was an evil spirit in the corners of this person's eyes and eyebrows, even though his facial features were well-rounded, and his demeanor carried the elegance of a wealthy family, but Bai Maomao always felt that something was wrong.

On the other hand, the person brought back by my mother, although unconscious, and haunting my mother like a child all day long, but the aura unintentionally exuded is very pure and comfortable, even if Bai Maomao is full of love for this "stepfather". Hostility, also had to admit it.

Are they alone? If so, then his acting skills were too good before, and he managed to hide it from all of them.

If the person my mother had waited for was just a counterfeit, Bai Maomao couldn't imagine her mother's reaction when she knew the truth.

The tug-of-war between the two sides lasted for a long time.By the time both parties reached a consensus, it was already dark.

The faces of the people in the aristocratic family are not very good-looking. Although the goal has been achieved, the bloodletting this time is quite a lot, enough to make their flesh hurt for a long time.

Rong Xiao left first, Bai Maomao thought about it, and followed.

Rejecting Lang Juntian's kindness, Rong Xiao paced slowly, waiting for the people behind to catch up.

Bai Maomao sipped her lips, and quickly walked a few steps to join him.

"Mr. Rong."

Rong Xiao pretended to be surprised, but acted without distraction, "Maomao, what's the matter?"

It really was him... Bai Maomao bit his cheek and asked hesitantly: "Is it true what you just said about the reincarnation of the real dragon?"

Rong Xiao raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect him to ask this, "Yes."

Bai Maomao lowered his head, and his black eyelashes hung down long. From this angle, he looked like Su Yao,

Rong Xiao's heart softened, "I know what you want to ask." He raised his finger and pressed it on his lips, making a silent gesture, "But I can't say it."

Bai Maomao's reply had nothing to do with him, "Aunt has been waiting for you for a long time, she misses you very much."

Rong Xiao froze, with complicated expressions on his face, he whispered: "I know." I also miss her very much.

There was a dull pain in his heart, Rong Xiao paused, and soon returned to normal. His tone was very relaxed, as if a father who was about to go on a long journey told his child to take good care of his mother, "Take good care of her."

Bai Maomao frowned, and said in a displeased tone, "What about you?"

"Me?" Rong Xiao laughed loudly, and snorted Bai Mao Mao's head, "I want to protect the earth."

He blinked at Bai Maomao, waved his hands, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Bai Maomao stood there in a daze.

Not long after, a familiar breath approached, and a heat source stuck behind him. Bai Maomao relaxed and leaned back, a little worried, "What should I do? I always have a bad feeling."

Lang Junxian hugged him, put his chin on top of his head, and said, "There must be other people behind him."

"Who?" Bai Maomao turned around to face him.

"It's not sure yet," Lang Junxian shook his head, and changed the subject, "You said, the ancient records handed down recorded the ending of Lihuo, so what about Xuanyuan Shi?"

"Is Xuanyuan Shi dead?" His voice was a bit ethereal in the darkness.

A gust of cold wind hit, and Bai Maomao shuddered, "Thousands of years have passed, Xuanyuan Shi...should have died long ago, right?"

"I don't think so," Lang Junxian hugged him tighter, shielding him from the cold wind, and slowly expressed his conjecture, "Xuanyuan Shi might not be dead."