"Big bell, we can get started!"

Standing in the middle of the square in front of Lingxiao Palace, looking at the two tree roots that were still shaking in their blushing faces, Yang Ling hugged the spirit heart and summoned the Chaos Purple Golden Bell.

"This matter is completed, and I can finally be free!" The big bell hung above Yang Ling's head, and his tone was slightly excited.

"What are we going to do?" Yang Ling was also a little excited, and Ling Chuchu looked at the two tree roots, his cheeks were red like spring water, and he was very nervous and tightly grasped Yang Ling's hand.

"Let go of all defenses, the consciousness is integrated into the spirit seed, I will guide you to complete the fusion, remember, because the chaotic consciousness is very strong, there may be some unexpected situations in the fusion, but remember to keep to your heart, don't let your consciousness get lost, otherwise you will completely fall into the chaotic consciousness and become a part of it, and the memory will never come out again." ”

After the Chaos Purple Golden Bell finished speaking, a purple aura emanated and enveloped the two of them in it.

"Chuxin, let's start!" Yang Ling nodded, completely reined in his soul, and then fell his consciousness on the purple tree root, Lingchu Chu also closed his eyes, and his consciousness fell on the golden tree root.

"When~"

With a ringing bell ringing in Yang Ling's mind, the entire system suddenly quieted down, and everything fell into a frozen state.

And almost at the same time, Yang Ling's consciousness sank into the endless churning gray clouds, fluttering and not knowing where he was, neither feeling time nor space, no heaven and earth, no everything, all the memories disappeared cleanly, only one thought remained, that is, desire, endless and irrepressible desire, like a volcano buried deep in the ground to erupt, but how could he not find an outlet for catharsis, under this extreme suppression, he frantically rushed everywhere in the gray clouds, like a beast in heat, to press all the opposite sex that could be found on the ground to vent fiercely。

Finally, in his frenzied search, he saw a woman, bathed in golden light, unable to see her face clearly, as if her back was away from him.

Yang Ling had been completely occupied by endless desires at this time, and he no longer had the slightest sense, he roared and rushed up, hugged the woman in the golden light, and pressed it fiercely under him, without even having time to look at her face.

At this time, on the square, the two humanoid tree roots hugging each other trembled even more wildly, and the colored clouds that had been suspended above the heads of the two tree roots began to roll violently, and the wisps of colored electricity continued to be released and fell on the branches on the top of the two tree roots into the bodies of the two tree roots, and the silver crystals tumbling at the feet of the two tree roots also spurted up like spring water and spread around, and soon wrapped the bodies of Yang Ling and Ling Chuxin who were standing next to them, and completely fused with the two tree roots, churning silver light and dense electric light, it was no longer possible to distinguish whether it was two people or two trees, only a large purple-gold bell was suspended in the center of the square, emitting purple light, and the light and shadow of the four runes condensed on it kept rotating, constantly merging into the silver crystals.

Time does not know how long it has passed.

Yang Ling opened his eyes and found himself lying on a wooden bed, surrounded by a strange environment, rough wooden tables and chairs, narrow doors and windows, as if he was in an ancient civilian family.

Where is this?

Yang Ling was surprised for a long time and then got up, only then did he find that he was exhausted, as if his strength had been drained, he struggled to lift the patched quilt, and as the air rolled, he seemed to smell a faint fragrance, just like the body fragrance on the girl's body.

Dragged his tired body slowly to the windowsill, there were a few simple items on the wooden table, an old bronze mirror the size of a palm, a wooden comb with broken teeth that seemed to have been used for countless years, a hand-sewn purse, and fishbone needles and twine beside it.

Just a few things, so simple and crude that they can't be explained, as if time has gone back thousands of years.

Yang Ling picked up these things one by one, looked at them again, and put them down again.

Who am I?

How could I be in this place?

How did I get here?

Yang Ling couldn't think clearly even if he wanted to break his head, he didn't know where he was, and he didn't know the ins and outs, from the moment he woke up, he didn't even know who he was.

After standing in a daze for a few minutes, Yang Ling slowly walked to the door and gently pushed the door open.

"Squeak~"

As the rough wooden door was pushed open, a blinding white light made him can't help but close his eyes, and only after he slowly opened his eyes and adjusted to the light did he see what was happening outside the door.

A small yard is planted with some strange flowers and plants, and there are all kinds of dried fish of all sizes hanging on the wooden shelves in the middle of the yard, which are gently swaying with the wind under the sun, and the wind blowing in the face carries a salty and wet smell.

The courtyard was quiet, and a few small birds were jumping and chirping on the branches outside the yard, looking peaceful and serene together.

Yang Ling slowly walked into the courtyard, looked around, it was a three-room house, it seemed that there should be a family, continued to walk to the gate of the courtyard, pushed open the simple fence gate, and walked a few hundred meters along a winding path, a vast blue sea appeared in front of him, there was a wooden boat on the beach, a middle-aged couple and a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl were sorting out fishing nets.

From the clothes, it can be seen that this is a poor family, and the clothes on the three of them are very simple or even shabby, patched and patched.

Perennial seaside life, middle-aged couple with rough skin and dark face, although the girl's skin is fair, but it is not smooth, the body is thin, and there are traces of wind and sun on the delicate face.

"May I ask what kind of place is this?" Yang Ling asked as he dragged his tired body over slowly.

"Ah Zai, are you finally awake?" The three of them stopped what they were doing, and the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and a smile appeared on his face.

The girl was a little shy, and she was a little overwhelmed to put down a fish in her hand.

"Xiaoqing A-Niang, you go back and stew some food for Ah Zai first, and finally wake up and have to replenish your body!" the middle-aged man said to the woman.

"Xiaoqing......" Yang Ling seemed to think of something, but he didn't think of anything even if he wanted to break his head, and his brain was still blank.

The middle-aged woman didn't speak, nodded and smiled at Yang Ling before turning around and leaving.

"Ah Zai, you are really fate!" The middle-aged man squatted down and continued to sort out the fishing nets while saying, "This is the boundary of Shenzhou, I met you four days ago when I was fishing in the sea, I thought you were dead, the girl had to let me fish you up, I didn't expect to soak in the sea water for I don't know how long I still have a breath......"