The sky is clear, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful.

Under the clear blue sky, the mountains are quietly laid out, and the thick green is rich and natural.

From time to time, a few flying birds swept by, and the crisp chirping echoed in the valleys, accompanied by the fallen leaves drifting to the earth, to the end of the endless mountains, to the place where the sun sets in the east and the west.

The green quietly winds and circles, sparkling like waves into the distance, until a magnificent and quaint city wall stands proudly.

Liancheng.

The towers are tall and majestic, and there are faint figures shuttling through them.

Beyond the city walls, the dead silence silently sank, replaced by a boisterous human voice.

Heavy smoke fills the streets, and uneven pavilions sit in an orderly manner along the brick and stone streets that extend in all directions, from the city gate all the way to the center of the city.

The streets were full of people, the cries of the vendors, the clattering of wrought iron swords, the shouts of drooping children, and when they reached the center of the city, it seemed as if they had touched some kind of barrier, and there was no more sound.

Compared with those extremely ordinary houses outside the city center, the towering city center looks extraordinarily atmospheric, quite a bit of anger and self-authority.

Inside the marble hall door several people high, the red carpet is spread on the ground, and the golden dragon pattern is vivid.

The atmosphere in the main hall was somewhat oppressive.

At the head of the hall, a neatly dressed middle-aged man rested his right hand on his forehead, leaning over the wooden table and looking at the brightly colored carpet on the ground restlessly.

On both sides, there are two wooden tables, and in front of the table, there are old people with different expressions.

After a long time, an old man in purple clothes on the left hand finally couldn't help but take the lead in getting up, and said slowly without smiling:

"City Lord Qin, let's make a decision earlier, if we don't hold the Lotus Pond Tianjiao Battle again, then the Kyushu Huiwu Ke will begin. ”

Before the words fell, the old man on the right hand also stood up on the table:

"Yes, the Kyushu Huiwu is imminent, and I have no candidates for the younger generation in Liancheng so far, so I am afraid that I will be embarrassed by then. ”

Qin Mulong, who was at the head of the hall, raised his eyes, frowned, rubbed his eyebrows with his right hand, sighed and got up and said:

"Ladies and gentlemen, Qin is unwell today, this matter will be discussed later, please go back, gentlemen. ”

Immediately after, Qin Mulong turned around and was about to leave, leaving from his seat.

The four old men watched Qin Mulong go home, and finally one of the family heads couldn't help but speak anymore: "Qin Mulong, do you want to find an excuse for Qin Hao's waste to postpone it? A waste man who can't even sense his aura, what is worthy of your great expectations for him?"

Qin Mulong, who was about to walk out of the main hall, paused, the momentum around his body continued to rise, and the invisible coercion suddenly shrouded him, and the cultivation of the late stage of the Taichu Realm made the pupils of the four old men suddenly constrict.

Qin Mulong turned around slowly, his eyes were cold, and his eyes were cold and ruthless looking at the old man who had spoken before.

"Chu Xuan, you just ...... What did you say?"

The old man called Chu Xuan laughed dryly: "Hehe, I didn't expect that the cultivation of the Qin City Lord is a thousand miles a day, and I admire it." ”

Qin Mulong urged the exercises in an instant, and came to Chu Xuan's face without a trace of wind, the long sword on his waist was already on Chu Xuan's neck, as long as he moved a little more, blood could be seen.

"Chu Xuan, I respect you as the head of one of the four major families in the dignified Lotus City, and I have turned a deaf ear to what you do in private. Today, you've gone a little too far. ”

Hearing this, Chu Xuan not only had no fear, but his slightly narrowed eyes were even more crooked, and he said:

"Qin City Lord, please respect yourself, this is the Lotus City Council, not your Qin family. ”

"You!"

Qin Mulong laughed angrily, turned around and waved his sleeves and left.

Chu Xuan looked at Qin Mulong's distant back and snorted coldly disdainfully.

"Qin Mulong, I'll see how long you can still be wild. ”

......

......

Back at the City Lord's Mansion, Qin Mulong watched the night sink and moved lightly to Qin Hao's room, bowing his head and saying nothing.

Through the candlelight, the thin and thin body of the young man was projected onto the window paper.

At the age of sixteen, the children of the four major families had already sensed the aura and began to pass through the pulse, but Qin Hao seemed to have no sense of the aura of the outside world like a piece of wood, and there was not a single movement.

Qin Mulong stood still in front of the door, and when he stretched out his hand to push the door, a family member came behind Qin Mulong and arched his hand:

"City Lord Qin, the old ladies of the various departments of the Qin family have been waiting in the West Hall for a long time. ”

Qin Mulong's hand that was about to push the door froze in mid-air, put it down again, turned around and walked towards the west hall, and a helpless sigh floated leisurely in the corridor.

In the room, Qin Hao seemed to hear something, tilted his head slightly, and between his delicate eyebrows, his eyes gradually dimmed.

Immediately, the boy stretched out his left hand and carefully studied the dark blue ring on his index finger, and a tear quietly slipped down his cheek.

This tear contains too much sadness.

Two years ago, Shangguan Wan'er, who had grown up together from a small age, actually had a rare innate Dao body, and was personally welcomed into the sect by the elders of the Xuantian Sword Sect.

But for Qin Hao, this is not just a separation.

I thought that the two could grow up carefree, practice together, and play together.

However, Shangguan Wan'er's talent was so dazzling that the elders of the Xuantian Sword Sect came to greet her in person.

Before leaving, Shangguan Wan'er came to Qin's mansion, her small and moving facial features were delicate and three-dimensional, sitting next to Qin Hao, with a calm smile:

"Brother Qin Hao, you have to work hard in the future, Wan'er has to work hard to cultivate and protect Brother Qin Hao in the future!"

The corners of Qin Hao's mouth curved, looking at the little girl who was a head lower than himself, his right hand stroked the top of Wan'er's head, and said softly:

"Okay, when Brother Qin Hao also enters the Xuantian Sword Sect, he will definitely catch up with Wan'er. ”

It's just that for the original promise, Qin Hao paid a price that was difficult for ordinary people to accept, endured amazing pain, and forged his physical body to a point that was difficult for ordinary children to achieve, but in terms of comprehending aura, he did not make an inch in a year.

Qin Hao came back to his senses, wiped away the tears with his left hand, and smashed his fist on the couch, with a bang, Qin Hao began to induce aura again.

"Wan'er, Brother Qin Hao will definitely catch up with you!

Qin Hao swore in his heart, his body was full of heat, and he emptied his body without reservation to capture the aura.

The night became thicker and thicker, and after a long time, a young man's surprise shout finally came from Qin Hao's room.

"There it is!"

Qin Hao felt the aura pouring into his body, his eyebrows were full of joy, and he continued to absorb and exhale the aura, completely ignoring the fact that his body was already exhausted......

Boom!

With a sound, Qin Hao's brain went blank.

Qin Hao clearly sensed that the aura in his body was actually blocked at the entrance of the first meridian, but he was constantly absorbing it, causing the aura to spread out of the meridians and wander and destroy it in Qin Hao's body.

And Qin Hao also fainted in unbearable pain......

All this, almost silently, no one knows.

It's just that in Qin Hao's room, there is a soft female voice hovering up, smiling slightly.

"Little mouse, so reckless, but it will kill people. ”