Chapter 33

With the closing of Dabi, the demeanor of Shen Lang in Dabi spread among jiangchengfang cities.

Star Pavilion!

Liu ruthlessly sat opposite Hawking. Liu ruthlessly frowned and said, "did you get Shen Lang at the four nationalities competition last time?" Zhao Qi must have come for Changchun Zi's map. If we don't do it, I'm afraid it will change later. "

Hawking road.

Liu ruthlessly nodded, "well, it's time to start. I've informed the general Pavilion. It's estimated that the general Pavilion will send elders to help us resist Zhao Qi."

Hawking's spirit was shocked. He killed three imperial court's dark guards last time. Recently, he has been worried about the terror of the imperial court. They are the top forces. Although there is Xingchen Pavilion behind him, if the imperial court is determined to kill him, Xingchen Pavilion may not protect him.

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When Shen Lang and others returned home, some Shen family members who had heard the news for a long time lined up in a street to warmly welcome Shen Lang and others' return.

As soon as he came to the gate of the Shen family, an old man came forward and said with a smile: "congratulations to the master of the family. He won the big match."

Shen Mingming raised his hand and said with a smile, "strong old man, please get up."

Shen lie, the housekeeper of the Shen family, came to the Shen family three years ago. Later, with the strength of the innate realm and conscientious diligence, Shen Kun was appointed the housekeeper of the Shen family.

Last time Shen Lang was attacked, the first old man who rushed into the yard was Shen lie.

During Shen Wen's rebellion, Shen lie always stood firmly in the camp of Shen Mingming and other legitimate people. Although he didn't take action, he was on guard outside to prevent any fish from escaping.

Shen Lang sees Shen lie and gently nods his head. He is a little impressed by Shen lie. Last time he was attacked secretly, it seems that Shen lie was the first old man who rushed into the yard with people to protect him.

Shen lie also sees Shen Lang and quickly bends down to salute.

"Good morning, young master."

Shen Lang nodded calmly and went in.

Just came to the hall, I saw Shen Kun sitting on the main seat with a smile on his face.

Seeing Shen Kun, Shen Mingming hugged his fist and said, "father, lang'er didn't disappoint you. Compared with the family, lang'er won the first."

Shen Kun had already received the news and nodded: "well, I've heard about lang'er's deeds. Since lang'er has won Dabi first, the rest depends on you."

"Yes, father, don't worry. The child will make the Shen family the first family in Jiangcheng."

Shen Mingming vowed.

Shen Lang didn't stay much in the hall. After chatting casually for a while, he returned to his courtyard.

At the stone table in the middle of the yard, the demon moon stood still in white.

Gao Jianli sat on the roof, holding a Guqin and playing a song with a focused look.

Gao Jianli is a musician both in his previous life and this life. Of course, he is no stranger to music.

Shen Lang didn't play the piano for a long time. Then he became interested and asked Shen Qing to come in and take out his Guqin. He flew to another roof and played it.

Shen Lang may not be very proficient in music, but playing the piano is still very simple because of the foundation of Tianlong Bayin.

He remembered a famous song from his previous life in his mind, and then played it out in his hand.

"The sea laughed, the surging tide on both sides,..."

As soon as Shen Lang's song came out, even the indifferent demon moon put down her tea cup and listened.

The song of Xiaoao Jianghu, whether in modern times or in Zhenwu mainland, is absolutely fascinating.

With Shen Lang's playing, it imperceptibly rang through most of the Shen family. Even Shen Mingming and Shen Kun in the hall listened attentively.

Xiaoao has a strong charm in the Jianghu. Some children of the Shen family who are not ambitious have a mentality of forgetting the Jianghu.

"Who is playing the piano?"

Shen Kun asked.

"Listen to the direction of the sound, as if it came from the young master."

Shen lie replied.

Thinking of Shen Lang's mysterious peak Tianlong Bayin, Shen Mingming knew that this song should be played by Shen Lang.

Only Shen Lang who knows the eight tones of heaven and dragon can play such a shocking song.

In a courtyard, Shen wuhui stood with his hands on his back, closed his eyes and listened, smiling and proud of the Jianghu.

He has been practicing Tianlong Bayin for some time, because unlike Shen Lang's systematic help, his Tianlong Bayin has made very slow progress. This time, when he heard Shen Lang's smile and pride in the Jianghu, he felt that his eyes were bright and the places he couldn't understand all the time were suddenly open. Unconsciously, Shen wuhui broke through to the middle of the congenital period, and he didn't know whether Shen Lang should cry or laugh.

Of course, even if he knows, Shen Lang won't care. Even if Shen wuhui breaks through to the later stage of congenital, he won't pay attention to it, let alone just the middle stage of congenital.

In Shen Lang's yard, Shen Qing looks at Shen Lang on the roof. Now she has a strong feeling. She really wants to find a beautiful place with Shen Lang and live a carefree life. Shen Lang plays the piano and she dances in the mountains and forests.

Unfortunately, although the song played by Shen Lang makes everyone feel like forgetting the Jianghu, there is no change in Shen Lang's heart. Nothing can affect his mood for achieving hegemony.

Deng! When the last note falls, Shen Lang has a momentum.

The day after tomorrow.

With this artistic conception, Shen Lang broke through the eighth and ninth weight the day after tomorrow.

The demon moon also recovered when the song fell. Shen Lang's song is magical and will not have a great impact on her state of mind.

He quietly realized the feeling of breakthrough, and a trace of essence flashed in Shen Lang's eyes.

"Congratulations, young master. You have made great progress in your martial arts."

On the roof of the house, he gradually left and drank.

Shen Lang stood up slowly with an ancient zither in his hand. A boundless domineering spirit radiated out, quite like a six finger zither demon.

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At night, it was as dark as ink. Everyone in the Shen family fell asleep. Only the occasional patrol guards walked back and forth in the Shen family courtyard.

A dark shadow flew in from outside Shen's house.

Then the dark shadow jumped between the eaves of the Shen family by moonlight.

The shadow seemed to be very familiar with the Shen family and went straight to Shen Lang's courtyard.

Just when the dark shadow just jumped on the roof of the Shen wave, the middle plate of the other two rooms sat on the bed, and the high gradually left to practice, opened his eyes with the demon moon.

The shadow squatted down, uncovered a tile and looked down.

Shen Lang seems to have no idea. He is still cultivating his vitality as usual.

In fact, Shen Lang really didn't know there was someone on the roof.

Even if his strength is comparable to that of the congenital strong, he is worse in some senses and reactions.

The black shadow showed his eyes outside the black towel and narrowed slightly. When he saw a rectangular box on Shen Lang's table, he looked happy.