I have a magic arsenal

"Ding ding ding!"

The young man tried his best, sweating profusely from exhaustion, but he didn't let Shen Lang move a single bit. Finally, his dantian was exhausted and all his martial energy was exhausted. Then he stopped, half kneeled on the ground, and gulped gasping.

"It's over?"

Shen Lang stood there for a long time, and to be honest, he almost fell asleep. If it wasn't for the young man being Prince Rong's son, Shen Lang would have slapped him flying. Let the young man practice for a few years and look for himself, maybe he can let him move one step.

"Clap clap clap!"

"Shen Houye is really powerful!" Prince Rong stood up from the chair at this moment, smiled and clapped his hands.

"My lord has won the prize. Shen Lang is nothing more than a small skill. Given time, the little lord will surely soar into the sky. He is already a top-notch master in his teens. This talent is a bit frightening!" Shen Lang patted the nuclear reactor on his chest, Mark No. 50 The nano armor returned to the system, cupped his hands and opened his mouth, flattering modestly.

"Master Hou is really good, I will work hard to practice, and I will compete with Master Hou in the future!" The boy did not feel any frustration or unhappiness because of the failure, but smiled heartily and praised him greatly.

With this kind of heart, Shen Lang admires it very much!

You know, the higher the position, the more important the dignity of face is!

"The little prince is very talented, I'm afraid Shen will not be the opponent of the little prince in the future!" Shen Lang grinned and continued to flatter.

Prince Rong stepped forward and patted Shen Lang on the shoulder, and then a few people walked back into the hall, ordering the maids to bring up pastries, and the few people ate and chatted, talking about the past and the present, and it was very lively.

"My lord, Shen Lang still has some other things to deal with, so I won't bother you any more!" Shen Lang looked at the sun and said, cupping his hands.

Prince Rong nodded, and didn't continue to keep him. He said: "Okay, Lord Hou, then go to work first, and I won't keep you. When you come next time, don't run away. I still have a jar of daughter Hong, but Have a drink!"

"Haha, definitely, I won't return if I'm not drunk!" Shen Lang stood up and said with cupped hands.

"Okay!" Prince Rong also stood up, waved and called the butler: "Send off Lord Hou!"

"Yes!" The butler nodded, and then made a gesture of invitation, leading the way.

Shen Lang and Wanyan Ruyu greeted Prince Rong respectively, and left Prince Rong's mansion.

When the figures of Shen Lang and Wanyan Ruyu disappeared, Prince Rong's smile gradually disappeared. He sat on the chair again, poured a cup of tea, and a thin middle-aged man came out from the back hall. His skin was dry and dark, and his appearance was strange. Looking at it, it looks like a skeleton, very frightening.

"My lord!" The middle-aged man's voice was very obscure, making it very uncomfortable for people to hear.

"How is it?" Prince Rong took a sip of tea and asked.

The middle-aged man pondered for a while, and then said: "This man has neither martial energy nor martial skills. The armor on his body is very strange, and the method he uses is not like an ordinary ghost sect!"

"Is there a way to deal with it?" Prince Rong nodded and continued.

"Yes!" The middle-aged man nodded: "Although this armor is invulnerable to swords and guns, it can also be broken by a warrior with a high level. Although it is a bit cumbersome, it is not a problem!"

"Ok!"

Prince Rong nodded, put down his teacup and said, "Fourteen Heavens pacified Nanyue, it all depends on this person's mysterious means. If he uses all his methods, will the Qing family have a good plan to deal with it?"

"hey-hey!"

The middle-aged man laughed dryly, and his cloudy eyes were full of light: "The ghost-pai mecha genre can completely deal with it. It can win Nanyue, but it is a surprise victory. The mecha genre holds a lot of weight!"

"Although I don't know whose apprentice that person is, the mecha school is nothing but a trivial skill in the eyes of this old man. The prince can rest assured!" The middle-aged man said with a smile, "This son will not become a stumbling block for the prince!"

"it is good!"

Prince Rong let out a hearty smile, looked at the middle-aged man half kneeling on the ground in front of him, and said, "Whether this king succeeds or not depends entirely on Mr."

"Bi will definitely go all out, regardless of life or death!"

……

Next, Shen Lang took Wanyan Ruyu to visit several other princes and princes one after another until night fell, and it was finally over. There were even a few important officials in the court. Shen Lang hadn't visited yet, but Tired as a dead dog.

"This fucking day is more tiring than fighting!"

Sitting on the carriage, Shen Lang leaned against the carriage and complained.

Sitting opposite, Wang Yanruyu hugged her shoulders, pursed her mouth, and said in a blow: "You can't bear this kind of sophistication, it's useless at all, it can't make a big deal!"

"cut!"

When Shen Lang heard this, he opened his mouth and said, "If you can't make it, you can't make it. I don't want to make a big deal. I just want my wife and children to be on the bed, living a life of spending money and waiting to die!"

"Rotten wood can't be carved, and children can't be taught!" When Wanyan Ruyu heard this, she despised him even more.

"If you don't carve, don't carve, I'll just be a piece of rotten wood, what can you do to me!" Shen Lang said cheekily, looking at Wanyan Ruyu: "You must not sleep with me, this piece of rotten wood!"

"roll!"

When Wanyan Ruyu heard this, she cursed shamelessly. She was very helpless towards Shen Lang, so she just talked about it!

"hey-hey!"

Shen Lang smiled, sat up straight, and was about to hug Yan Ruyu with his arms: "Come on, let my husband kiss you, I won't miss you for a day!" As he said, he pouted and moved closer.

"Snapped!"

As a result, Wanyan Ruyu stared at her eyes, stretched out her hand and slapped Shen Lang on the mouth, and Shen Lang grinned in pain, "Seeing how dare you play tricks, shameless!"

"How dare you hit your husband, see if I don't deal with you well!" Shen Lang rubbed his mouth, screamed, and was about to rush over, but the carriage stopped with a "squeak".

"It's Lord Shen Lang and Marquis Shen in the carriage!" At this moment, a voice sounded from outside the carriage.

Just as Shen Lang hugged Wanyan Ruyu who was struggling desperately, when he heard someone, he was a little unhappy, and asked, "Who is it?"

"The villain is the steward of the Eighteenth Prince!" said the man outside the car.

"Oh?"

Shen Lang was taken aback for a moment, Wanyan Ruyu broke free from Shen Lang's clutches with a dazed effort, pushed Shen Lang aside, quickly adjusted the robe on his body, and glared at Shen Lang angrily.

"What's the matter?" Shen Lang tidied up a little, sat upright, and asked.

"My lord has invited Lord Shen to come to the palace for a talk!" the butler continued.

"it is good!"

Shen Lang agreed, and then the carriage changed direction, and under the leadership of the butler, it arrived in front of the Eighteenth Prince's mansion.

Lifting the curtain of the carriage, Shen Lang led Wanyan Ruyu out of the carriage, looked at Zhu Chenluo's mansion, and couldn't help but praise: "Oh, it's resplendent!"

"Master Hou, this way please!" Seeing Shen Lang getting off the carriage, the butler first bowed to salute, then led the way in front, Shen Lang and Wanyan Ruyu followed behind, and entered the palace.

"Haha, I finally saw the heroic Lord Shen!" Before arriving at the hall, Zhu Chenluo came out in a robe of Youlong, and greeted Shen Lang with a smile.

"Haha!" Shen Lang laughed, and just as he was about to speak, he saw a person appearing behind Zhu Chenluo.

"It's actually you!"