Liao Zhiyuan personally went out to buy a large number of local vegetables and game, and after slowly preparing a hearty meal, he beckoned Sanqing and Soul Haoxuan to serve it. The two of them were not polite, and after they sat down, they had a tacit understanding that they just picked up the bowl and put it in their mouths, but they didn't say a word.

Despite this, Liao Zhiyuan still seemed a little overjoyed, he stopped from time to time to tell some past things, although Sanqing and Soul Haoxuan were a little absent-minded, but he still said happily, a meal almost finished his entire forty years of life, and finished his backlog of sorrow for I don't know how many years.

Sanqing Soul Haoxuan, who was going to fight quickly, was dragged for two full hours like this, and in the end, Soul Haoxuan's face showed impatience, and Liao Zhiyuan finally put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand.

Seeing that Liao Zhiyuan finally stopped talking, Soul Haoxuan immediately put down the already empty rice bowl, stood up, put on a posture of being ready to leave at any time, and glanced at Sanqing with slanted eyes.

Sanqing then stood up as well, but this time, he felt some weakness in his body, followed by a wave of dizziness.

"Are you ......" Sanqing was stunned and pointed at Liao Zhiyuan, who grinned evilly, Sanqing's brain went blank and he fell unconscious.

At this time, the same situation happened to Soul Haoxuan, but he supported his body with the ancient sword in his hand, trying not to let himself fall.

"Don't hold on, I know that you can endure it, so I specially doubled the weight for you!" At this time, Liao Zhiyuan had a wicked smile on his face, and he was no longer the same as before, as if he was a gangster who did all kinds of evil.

"Damn it......" Soul Haoxuan was about to scold angrily, but he had no strength to speak, and after saying it, only he could hear it, and after that, he also collapsed to the ground and lost consciousness.

Liao Zhiyuan saw that Sanqing and Soul Haoxuan had fallen, so he left the dining hall directly and walked to the door, after opening the door, a person walked in, who was somewhat similar to Liao Zhiyuan in appearance, but much younger, probably the same age as Soul Haoxuan, or even younger. After this person entered the house, Liao Zhiyuan immediately closed the door.

Sanqing was woken up by someone splashing with water, and when he woke up, he heard Soul Haoxuan scolding his mother viciously. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was still in Liao's house, but he had been tied to a chair, and the soul Haoxuan next to him was also tied up. In front of him, two or three steps away, there were two people standing, one was Liao Zhiyuan, and the other was a young man he had never seen before.

"Liao Fan!" At this time, Soul Haoxuan suddenly said the name in a deep voice, and Sanqing turned his head to find that he was staring at the young man beside Liao Zhiyuan.

At this time, Soul Haoxuan was extremely shocked, because the expressionless young man standing beside Liao Fan was the person he saw in the illusion in the tomb and took the portrait in the tomb, Liao Fan! And now he is the same as in the fantasy, but it has obviously been almost fifty years! He shook his head vigorously, making sure that it was not an illusion.

"Do you know me?" Hearing that someone had revealed his identity, Liao Fan took two steps forward, squatted in front of Soul Haoxuan, and looked at him.

"You're really not dead!" Soul Haoxuan said coldly, in fact, he always felt in his heart that Liao Zhiyuan was really lying, Liao Fan couldn't really die like this, even if he really died, it was impossible not to leave the painting to his son, there must be some ulterior secrets in it. Of course, these were only Soul Haoxuan's own guesses, but now these guesses have obviously been verified, and they are even more unexpected.

"Yes, I'm not dead, and I won't die!Haha! I don't see that I'm younger than you now!" Liao Fan got up and laughed proudly.

"Is that painting that makes you immortal, or is it the handwriting of the person in the painting?" After observing and listening to the conversation between Soul Haoxuan and Liao Fan, Sanqing probably understood what was going on, so he took over the topic and tried to probe Liao Fan's tone.

"What kind of person in the painting? I just know that after I got that painting, I always turned evil into good fortune, and I was proud of immortality. At first, I thought I was in disbelief, thinking that something was wrong with my brain, but then the truth told me that I was not sick, and that painting it was such a magical treasure! Isn't this the reason why you two are looking for paintings everywhere?" Liao Fan squinted his eyes and looked at Sanqing.

"We did come for that painting, but I did it to destroy it! You won't understand why!" Sanqing said in a deep voice.

"Oh, hehe! I don't care what your reason is, if you want to take it from me, there is no way! You want to destroy it? It's even more whimsical! I have to live on it for another five hundred years, a thousand years, haha!" Liao Fan sneered.

"That painting is not a good thing, you are already enchanted!" Sanqing shook his head.

"I don't have time to listen to your nonsense here!" Liao Fan interrupted Sanqing, and then said to Liao Zhiyuan behind him: "They know too much, you deal with them, I'll go first!"

"Hmm!" Liao Zhiyuan nodded slightly.

Liao Fan didn't look at Sanqing and Soul Haoxuan anymore, and left the dining hall directly, and Liao Zhiyuan sent them out.

"Look, I'll just say that guy is cheating, don't you believe it! I had already arrested him and forced him to interrogate, maybe he got the painting by now!" After the Liao family's father and son left, Soul Haoxuan said dissatisfiedly.

Sanqing frowned and didn't answer, but he really regretted it in his heart, but now, no matter how much he said, it was in vain, and he had to act at the opportunity.

In less than two minutes, Liao Zhiyuan came back. He sat back at the dinner table, ate the leftovers on the table by himself, and said while eating: "How about it, the food I cook is quite delicious, isn't it? Ordinary people can't eat such good things! Don't worry, when I'm done eating, I'll send you two on the road." From beginning to end, he lowered his head and didn't look at Soul Haoxuan and Sanqing.

In the dining hall, there were three people, Liao Zhiyuan was sitting at the dining table, eating slowly, Soul Haoxuan seemed to be sulking, but he was trying to untie the ropes on his body, and Sanqing was also thinking about countermeasures.

"Okay! It's clean!" Liao Zhiyuan put down his chopsticks heavily, wiped a handful of grease stains on the corners of his mouth, and wiped more than ten dishes on the table.

"Your sword is good, or I'll use it to send you on your way, as a souvenir for you!" Liao Zhiyuan got up, picked up Soul Haoxuan's sword, and pulled out half of it, the cold light was dazzling.

"Do you want to, or not, will you eat for a while?" Sanqing thought for a long time and didn't think of a countermeasure, but the more he thought about it, the more chaotic it became, so it was better to grin and start haha, trying to delay time and let Soul Haoxuan untie the rope.

"No, just eat it again!" Liao Zhiyuan replied softly, and then pulled out the ancient sword!