No one answered upstairs, so the dog turned around and shouted to the demon lady: "Mom, there's no one.? ?? ? ? "
Before the demon lady could reply, the desert fox said in shock: "Mother?"
The demon lady covered her mouth and smiled sweetly, her branches trembling wildly as she said, "Master, don't listen to the dogs barking. I don't have my husband's family yet."
The desert fox said oh, and looked at the demon lady with a leering look again, without saying a word, and seemed to have calmed down a lot, not as arrogant as yesterday.
"Hey, why don't you see the three heroes of the Deng family?" Duan Jiang suddenly whispered.
Most of the people in the hall had internal strength. Although Duan Jiang's voice was low, he could still hear it clearly. Several people turned around and looked at Duan Jiang. Duan Jiang was frightened and hurriedly raised his hands and saluted: "I came with the three brothers a few days ago.
With."
The Demon Lady frowned slightly, looked up at the dog, and shouted: "Dog, go and have a look."
The dog responded, ran to the door of a room, patted it several times, and shouted loudly: "My guest, your guest, come down for dinner. The food will be cold by the time it's too late, so why don't you give it to the gentlemen?"
Send it up."
There was still silence in the room. The dog scratched his head and glanced at the enchantress downstairs. He raised his hand and pushed the door. The door was closed tightly. He thought it was locked from the inside. The dog pushed it a few times but did not push it.
He opened it and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Uncle, uncle."
Still no one answered, and everyone in the hall fell silent, staring at the door in front of the dog upstairs. The dog had no choice but to walk to the railing and shouted to everyone downstairs: "Silence!
The door is locked."
The demon lady was startled, her eyebrows stood up, and she cursed: "Damn it, you couldn't have sneaked away just because you wanted to take advantage of me."
The half-white man slowly said: "The door is locked, and the guest room in your inn has no windows. Where can they run? Besides, in this weather, going out is just seeking death. It's better to go up and take a look. Is it possible?
What happened?" The voice was deep and sweet, really nice to hear.
The demon lady's expression changed, and she ignored others, jumped up, and jumped up to the second floor. She jumped up a little faster, and the gauze fell down, and happened to fall into the hands of brother Tang Tang.
The man was stunned, smiled awkwardly, and put it on the table.
The enchantress rushed to the door of the house, vomiting lightly with her bare hands, and heard a crisp sound. The door bolt inside the house broke with her hands. The enchantress pushed the door open and walked in. The dog stood in the door and looked around. Suddenly, he heard
A scream came from the house, and it was the voice of the demon girl.
Everyone downstairs was suddenly alerted. A figure flew up first, but it was a desert fox. It was as fast as an arrow. Although this desert fox was annoying, it was quite good at footwork. It came to the front of the house and lifted it.
He drove the dog and walked in. After entering the house, he took a deep breath and shouted, "How could this happen?"
Li Luo glanced at Leng Bing, and a bright light flashed in their eyes, and then disappeared.
Several people downstairs raised their voices and asked, "What's going on?" But everyone kept their composure and no one went upstairs rashly.
The desert fox came out, looked at the old man walking with him, and said in a deep voice: "Brother, they are dead."
"Dead?" Duan Jiang exclaimed.
No one paid attention to Duan Jiang. The old man rolled his eyes and asked slowly: "How did you die?"
The desert fox looked strange and continued: "I don't know, the head is missing."
"This!?" The expressions of everyone downstairs changed and they looked at each other in confusion.
The enchantress slowly exited the guest room, holding her heart in both hands, breathing rapidly, as if she was stunned. The desert fox took the opportunity to take the enchantress into his arms, and cherished her. The enchantress laid her head in the desert fox's arms, her shoulders fragrant.
Trembling and sobbing.
The dog couldn't bear to be curious and took a sneak peek inside. It suddenly let out a miserable howl and sat down on the ground crying. The Shahu fox raised its foot and kicked the dog, then cursed: "Get out of here, why are you crying?"
Is it your biological father who died?"
The dog rolled downstairs and kept saying: "Head, head, head is gone."
The old man blew his pipe, lowered his eyelids, and said, "Let's go up and have a look."
A man with a knife next to Tang Tang heard this and replied: "Why don't you choose a few people to go up and investigate. If there are too many people, it will be bad."
The old man raised his head and glanced at the man, and asked with a smile: "Oh, what the young man said makes sense, who do you think is suitable to go up?"
The man smiled casually and replied in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "Huang Lao De is highly respected and has been around for a long time. He should be the first choice."
The old man's eyes flashed sharply, and he said, "Do you know me?"
The man laughed loudly and said: "Who knows the name of Huang Lao Mo Shang Zhu Long? Although I don't often travel around the world, Huang Lao's reputation is astonishing."
The old man's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly: "Young man, there is no need to give me a high hat, but I was the first to propose the suggestion just now, so I can just give it a try."
The man said with a smile: "The rest of the people should ask Mr. Huang to give personal guidance. It won't be easy for me to do whatever I want."
The old man was slightly stunned. Although this man is young, his words are very impressive. If he doesn't choose, he will weaken his reputation. If he chooses, he will probably offend others. Everyone in the hall will not be easy to deal with.
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The old man had no choice but to continue: "My little brother has extraordinary experience. He must also come from a noble family. His vision is not as good as that of us rough people from the mountains. Why don't I count you among them?"
The man shook his head with a smile and said: "Mr. Huang is overly praised. I have little experience and knowledge, so I don't deserve such an important responsibility. However, my sworn brother can help Mr. Huang."
As soon as he finished speaking, the older man beside him shouted: "You have no intention, don't make mistakes." However, although he was scolded, there was no difference between his brows and his demeanor remained the same.
The old man stood up and said in a cold voice: "People of the Ming Dynasty don't tell secrets. Since your Majesty knows my origin, there is no need to hide your head and tail. Can I ask you who have some distinguished names?"
The older man smiled calmly and said: "I am Tang Mengjue, these two are my adopted brothers, Song Wuxin, Song Wuxia, and my younger sister. I have met Mr. Huang."
The old man suddenly paused and said in a deep voice: "Tang? Song Dynasty?"
The man who had spoken just now smiled and said, "I am Song Wuxin, a native of Dagan and Lingnan."
"Lingnan Song family?" the old man asked quickly, feeling slightly cold.
"Not bad." Song Wuxin laughed softly.
"Then this Young Master Tang is from Shuzhou?"
Tang Mengjue nodded without saying a word, very calmly. The old man took a breath, and everyone in the hall was also surprised. Unexpectedly, the three men and one woman in front of him were actually from the Tang and Song Dynasty families of the six great families of Dagan.
The big aristocratic families are deeply rooted. Not to mention Da Gan, they are very powerful even outside the Great Wall of the Western Region. No one wants to provoke members of the six major aristocratic families when they have time.
The old man stared at Tang Mengjue for a while, then smiled and said: "Okay, okay, I didn't expect that when I was about to be buried, I would meet the young handsome man from the Dagan Tang and Song Dynasties. Well, Tang Shaoxia is one of them."
Song Wuxin smiled and interjected: "Mr. Huang, there are more than just the Tang and Song families here." (To be continued.)