The meaning of Lang Wuxie and Lou Nan is very simple. Either take them away together, or keep both of them. Anyway, we are not in a hurry. If you can't complete the errand, or delay the errand, or you are found out, it has nothing to do with us. .
Lang Huanghai suddenly smashed the table under his hand and growled coldly: "Are you threatening me?"
He looked at Lou Nan with murderous intent in his eyes, and he had the intention of drawing a sword and killing someone after a disagreement.
Lang Wuxie couldn't act rashly, but he was still sure of killing a Mao Shen with no background.
"As long as you are sensible, no one will threaten you. Don't embarrass yourself!" How could Lou Nan be a soft persimmon? If you know the person coming is not good, why bother talking? Since there is no common language, it is useless to talk too much.
Now, Lou Nan doesn't even know how powerful he is...
The momentum on his body was also like the tide, and he looked at Langhuang Hai without showing any signs of weakness.
For a time, the entire hall was filled with dark energy, and the whole scene was on the verge of breaking out.
"Ha! Ha! Ha! Mr. Niu Jian is indeed extraordinary! I am also a little curious, and I deliberately tested Mr., please don't pay attention!" Lang Huanghai suddenly had a murderous look in his eyes, and then he laughed.
What I saw before my eyes was a heroic scene of letting go of grudges with a smile.
But is it really so?
hehe!
"Mr. Niu Geng is going to our Lang family, and I, Lang Huanghai, will be the first to welcome him! This nephew of mine has always been ignorant and incompetent. Now that Mr. Niu Geng is teaching him, I am so grateful! I don't know what Mr. Do you have time to train a puppy?" Lang Huanghai said to Lou Nan enthusiastically.
What is he planning?
Lou Nan thought this for a moment. Looking at Lang Huanghai, he was still the same person, but the gap between the front and back was vastly different. This role change vaguely made another shadow appear in Lou Nan's mind.
Could it be that Lang Huanghai is actually an actor like him?
With this absurd thought, Lang Huanghai pulled his sleeves and walked out of the city lord's mansion, with Lang Wuxie following closely behind.
Lang Huanghai pointed at the seemingly ordinary carriage in front of him and said with a proud smile: "Mr. Niu Jian, please! Follow me, my innocent nephew! Let's rush back to the Lang family now! Your grandfathers are still waiting for you! Call me Lang We finally have a good horse, let’s take a good look at it!”
At this time, Lang Huanghai looked like a really good uncle.
Maybe there's something fishy about it, maybe it's just Lang Huanghai trying to find a way out for himself, who knows?
The carriage looks ordinary, but once you step inside, you realize that you can't judge its appearance by its appearance.
The carriage seemed to be blessed with the near-end of earth and the small dimensional space of space gods. The originally small carriage was as big as a football field.
The carriage is no longer called a carriage, but a luxurious villa.
Even the light gods have performed magic inside, illuminating the villa, as well as the small garden and pond outside the villa.
But it is a land of red bricks and green tiles, with lush forests and bamboos, and graceful corridors. Everything is natural and pure, just like a peaceful and blessed place without any competition from the world.
But considering that this is a car that is supposed to be small, all the purity will turn into a rolling luxury, and the secrets revealed everywhere will make people stunned.
The furnishings in the villa are still simple, but they show exquisiteness and care everywhere.
Only at this moment did Lou Nan truly feel the wealth and heritage of the Lang family, the largest clan in the remote world. Lang Wuxie's pastimes would only look exaggerated compared to this place.
No wonder so many people are so jealous of the current position of the Lang family. An insignificant figure in the Lang family behaves like this, but what about the others? Where is the real person in charge of the Lang family? What are they enjoying? What do you own?
Langhuanghai dug out a jar of old wine from under a flower that was as long as a bright star. Through the ice jade-carved wine jar, Lou Nan could smell a strange and rich aroma of wine.
In this garden, an old tree vine suddenly rose up, and then entangled itself, and in an instant it formed a tree vine table and three tree vine chairs.
Lang Huanghai and Lang Wuxie sat on the chairs without any differences, while Lou Nan also sat down expressionlessly. He could only use the more extravagant scenes in his memory to hedge and alleviate some of the negative emotions.
Although...the more extravagant scenes themselves have nothing to do with him.
When the mud seal of the wine jar was opened, a strong aroma of wine appeared in the air. Under the freezing ice of the ice jade, it suddenly came into contact with the hot air, and condensed into a silver-colored mist, and this mist appeared in the air. The sky changes, and a beautiful woman dressed in elegant clothes unexpectedly forms, flying in the air, in the wind, disappearing and appearing.
"This wine is called Huanmei. I got it by chance three hundred years ago and buried it under this star flower. I was graced by the flower soul of this star flower day and night. Now that I have just opened the jar to drink it, I won't be negligent. Dear guest!" Lang Huanghai said with a smile.
Three antique sandalwood cups appeared on the rattan table.
Lang Huanghai personally added three cups of silver-white wine and said: "After drinking this jar of wine, we will probably arrive at Lang's house! Come on! Mr. Niu Jian! My innocent nephew! You're welcome! Let's raise a glass together!"
Lou Nan was not polite, picked up the wine glass and drank all the wine in one gulp.
Suddenly, a refreshing feeling surged from Lou Nan's throat to the tip of his tongue, and then gathered in his abdomen, like a bright star. He even felt a pair of gentle little hands touching his body, that kind of thrilling pleasure. It's really fascinating.
"Good wine!" Lou Nan commented in superficial words.
There are certainly many good poems in his memory.
But it seems inappropriate to describe this wine.
"Come! Have another drink! It feels different!" Lang Huanghai gave Lou Nan another glass and said with a meaningful smile.
But Lou Nan did not drink this cup. Instead, he swept the entire jar of wine to the ground with his sleeve, shattering into pieces, and all the wine seeped into the soil and disappeared without a trace.
"Mr. Niu Jian! What do you mean?" Lang Huanghai said angrily.
Even Lang Wuxie looked pityful and said, "Yes! Mr. Niu Jian, even if you don't drink it, don't waste it!"
"I'm just afraid that if I drink this glass of wine, I'll never be able to open my mouth again!" Lou Nan looked at Lang Huanghai with a sneer.
As soon as these words came out, the whole scene became quiet.
Lang Huanghai's face changed slightly and he said, "What do you mean? We have all drunk this wine, and you also drank a glass before. If it is poisonous and we have already been poisoned to death, how can we allow you to live until now?"
Although Lang Huanghai's words were sonorous and powerful, Lang Wuxie heard some different meanings in it. Although he did not deliberately distance himself from Lang Huanghai, his guard against him rose in vain.
Lou Nan sneered: "This is your brilliance!"
The feather fan gently scratched the stem of the so-called star flower, and a trace of light red lotion seeped out from the stem.
Lou Nan pointed at the trace of lotion and said: "The juice in the stems of the real star flower should be silvery white, but the juice in the stems of the fan flower, which is similar to the star flower, is light red!"
Lang Huanghai's face turned red and he said, "I thought that in my wise life, I was deceived by a little flower farmer! It's really disgusting!"
Lou Nan did not hesitate to expose his lie and said: "The flower farmer should be right! Besides, this fan flower is not poisonous! In other words, it alone cannot constitute a poison!"
"What do you mean?" Lang Wuxie asked.
"The problem lies with this wine glass!" Lou Nan picked up his wine glass and said to Lang Huanghai and Lang Wuxie.
"What's wrong with the wine glass?" Lang Huanghai still said stubbornly.
"This is a big problem!" Lou Nan crushed his own wine glass, and some black texture appeared in the broken gap. Similarly, Lou Nan crushed the wine glasses used by Lang Huanghai and Lang Wuxie. But it is a fine gold silk texture.
Holding the fragment with black texture in his hand, he said: "This wood is called Evil Dragon. It is grown from wormwood that is watered with the blood of poisonous dragons at the level of gods. It is different from ordinary wormwood, but the texture of this wood is... Black, the best evil dragon wood even has a black-purple texture.”
"I have heard of this evil dragon tree, but it is not poisonous in itself!" Lang Wuxie said doubtfully.
"Yes! Neither the evil dragon wood nor the fan flower are toxic, but once the two are compatible and combined into one, it will be a poison that can dissolve the godhead. The blood will seal the throat, and the medicine and stone will be ineffective. Even the God of Life In person, I'm afraid I won't be able to save him." Lou Nan said coldly.
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