Great Slaughter System

With the end of the big competition, Shen Lang's demeanor in the big competition was spread among Jiangcheng Fangcheng.

Star Pavilion!

Liu Wuqing sat opposite Huo Jin, Liu Wuqing frowned and said: The Shen Lang you mentioned last time, is it Shen Lang who won the first place in the Four Clans Competition?

Hawking nodded solemnly, It shouldn't be wrong, I checked, and the Shen family has only one son named Shen Lang, that is Shen Wuming's son, Shen Lang.

It seems that this Shen Lang is not simple. He was unknown in the past, but now he is a blockbuster in the Four Clans Competition. I don't know if he is hiding his clumsiness on purpose, or if he has some adventure.

Liu ruthlessly pondered.

Pavilion Master, no matter whether Shen Lang has an adventure or is hiding, we have to do something. It is said that Jiangzhou Commander Zhao Qi has arrived in Jiangcheng, and now he is temporarily staying in Wei Zhang's City Lord's Mansion.

Zhao Qi must have come here for Changchunzi's map. If we don't do it, things will change sooner or later.

Hawking said.

Liu Wuqing nodded, Well, it's time to do something. I've already notified the Chief Pavilion. It is estimated that the Chief Pavilion will send elders to help us resist Zhao Qi.

Hawking was shocked. Last time he killed three secret guards of the imperial court, he had been worried recently. The top forces of the imperial court are the most aware of the terror of the imperial court. Although there is Xingchen Pavilion behind him, if the imperial court is determined to kill him, Xingchen Pavilion may not be able to keep him.

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

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the Shen family, an old man stepped forward and said with a smile on his face: Congratulations to the master, you have won the big competition.

Shen Wuming raised his hand and said with a smile, Old Lie, please get up.

Shen Lie, the chief steward of the Shen family, came to the Shen family three years ago. Later, relying on his innate strength and hard work, he was named the chief steward of the Shen family by Shen Kun.

And the last time Shen Lang was attacked, the first old man to rush into the yard was Shen Lie.

During Shen Wen's rebellion, Shen Lie has been firmly standing in the camp of Shen Wuming and other direct descendants. Although he did not take action, he was on guard at the periphery at that time to prevent any fish from slipping through the net.

When Shen Lang saw Shen Lie, he nodded slightly. He had a little impression of Shen Lie. The last time he was attacked last time, it seemed that it was the old man who rushed into the yard first with Shen Lie to protect him.

Shen Lie also saw Shen Lang, and hurriedly bowed down to salute.

Hello, young master.

Shen Lang nodded calmly and walked in.

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

Seeing Shen Kun, Shen Wuming clasped his fists and said, Father, Lang'er did not disappoint you. In the family competition, Lang'er won the first place.

Shen Kun had received the news a long time ago, nodded and said: Well, I've heard about Lang'er's deeds. Since Lang'er has won the first place in the competition, the rest is up to you.

Yes, father, don't worry, my son will definitely make the Shen family the number one family in Jiangcheng.

Shen Wuming said swearingly.

Shen Lang didn't stay long in the hall, chatted casually for a while, and then returned to his courtyard.

Beside the stone table in the middle of the courtyard, Yaoyue sat quietly in white clothes.

Gao Jianli was sitting on the roof, holding a guqin, playing a piece of music with concentration.

Gao Jianli is a musician no matter in his previous life or in this life, so he is no stranger to music.

Shen Lang hadn't played the piano for a long time, and then he became interested, and asked Shen Qing to go into the room and take out his guqin, flew to another roof, and started playing.

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

A famous song from his previous life came to mind in his mind, and then he played it in his hand.

There is a laugh in the sea, and the tide is surging on both sides of the strait,...

As soon as Shen Lang's song came out, even Yaoyue, who had always been indifferent, put down her teacup and listened to it.

The song Smiling Proud Jianghu, no matter it is in modern times or in the Zhenwu Continent, it is definitely a song that makes people obsessed.

Following Shen Lang's playing, it unknowingly resounded through most of the Shen family, and even Shen Wuming, Shen Kun and others in the main hall listened intently.

The charm of Smiling Proud Jianghu is very strong, and some of the Shen family's children with low ambitions have a mentality of forgetting each other in the Jianghu.

Who's playing the piano?

Shen Kun asked.

Judging from the direction of the voice, it seems to be coming from the young Patriarch.

Shen Lie replied.

Thinking of Shen Lang's Heavenly Dragon Bayin, which was originally at the peak of the Xuan level, Shen Wuming knew that this piece should be played by Shen Lang.

Only Shen Lang, who knows the eight notes of the dragon, can play such a heart-pounding tune.

In a courtyard, Shen Wuhui stood with his hands behind his back, closed his eyes and listened to Xiaoao Jianghu.

He has been practicing Tianlong Bayin for a while, because he does not have the systematic help like Shen Lang, and his progress in Tianlong Bayin is very slow. Hearing Shen Lang's smiling and proud Jianghu this time, he felt his eyes light up, and the places that he had been unable to understand were suddenly enlightened.

Of course, even if he knew, Shen Lang wouldn't care. Even if Shen Wuhui broke through to the late Xiantian stage, he wouldn't take it seriously, let alone the middle Xiantian stage.

In Shen Lang's yard, Shen Qing looked at Shen Lang on the roof obsessively. Now she had a strong feeling that she really wanted to find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters with Shen Lang, and live a carefree life. Shen Lang played the piano while she danced in the mountains and forests.

It's a pity that although the music played by Shen Lang made everyone feel as if they forgot each other, but there was no change in Shen Lang's heart. Nothing can affect his mood for achieving supremacy.

thump! As the last note fell, an aura rose from Shen Lang's body.

The day after tomorrow Jiuzhong.

Shen Lang took advantage of this artistic conception to break through the acquired eighth level and reach the acquired ninth level.

Yaoyue's expression also recovered when the song fell. Shen Lang's song has magic power, and it won't have much impact on her state of mind for a strong person like her who is half-step into the void.

Quietly comprehending the feeling of breaking through, a gleam of light flashed in Shen Lang's eyes.

Congratulations, young master, you have made great progress in martial arts.

On the roof, Gao Jianli gave a loud drink.

Holding the guqin in his hand, Shen Lang stood up slowly, exuding a boundless arrogance, a bit like a six-fingered piano demon.

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At night, it was as dark as ink, and everyone in the Shen family fell asleep, except for the occasional patrolling guards walking back and forth in the Shen family compound.

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

Then, under the moonlight, the black shadow leaped between the eaves of Shen's house.

Hei Ying seemed to be very familiar with the Shen family, and went straight to Shen Lang's courtyard.

Just when the black shadow jumped onto Shen Lang's roof, Gao Jianli and Yaoyue who were sitting cross-legged on the bed in the other two rooms opened their eyes together.

The black shadow squatted down, lifted a tile, and looked down.

Shen Lang didn't seem to notice it, and he was still cultivating the three-point return to vitality as before.

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

Even if his strength is comparable to that of the innate powerhouse, he is still inferior in some aspects of spiritual perception and reaction.

The black shadow's eyes exposed outside the black scarf narrowed slightly, and when he saw a rectangular box on Shen Lang's table, his expression brightened.