Shen Zhuang, back garden.

The sun is shining and the breeze is blowing. The group of fangfangs and the yellow warblers are singing, which is a group of birds and flowers.

A light girl sits on a swing, and a pair of pink embroidered shoes are swinging.

The swing stopped suddenly, and the girl took out a delicately made doll from her arms, with long eyebrows and handsome eyes, which was somewhat similar to that Liao Quan.

"Brother Quan, you said that you would accompany me to watch a shadow puppet show! You also said that you would fly a kite with me! When are we going?"

"Sister Qiong, after I apprentice, let's go together!" The doll moved, but the voice came from the girl's mouth.

Thinking of it, the girl smiled.

Suddenly she frowned,

"Brother Quan, is what you said that day true? Do you really like other people?" the girl asked in a low voice.

It's just that the doll is silent, still looking straight at the girl in front of her.

"Alas!" the girl sighed, and withered a few petals.

The laughter faded into silence. Amorous but ruthlessly annoyed.

"Miss!Miss!" A hurried shout sounded, and I saw a girl dressed as a maid running in a hurry, "A few more disciples have come out!"

"Oh!" the girl hurriedly asked, "is Brother Quan out?"

"Not yet!" That maid was Xiaoyun, and the girl was none other than Shen Luqiong, the daughter of the Shen family.

"It's really a desperate person!" Lu Qiong said angrily, "It's all your fault! What kind of teacher to worship! What kind of art to learn! In the end, I can worship the teacher, but I can't worship the church!" Lu Qiong sent the evil fire on the doll and tore it up. Suddenly remembered that this doll was a birthday gift from Liao Quan the year before last, and hurriedly smoothed out the doll's clothes that had been crumpled by himself.

"Boom, boom!" A loud noise came from the square in front of the council chamber, shaking the earth slightly, and a yellow warbler was frightened and "swished" up to the clouds.

Lu Qiong and Xiao Yun looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.

After a while, Lu Qiong came back to her senses and said, "Let's go, let's go and see!"

"Miss, slow down, wait for me!" Xiao Yun trotted and followed closely.

Liao Quan, who had just woken up, was supported by the man in black and stepped out of the carriage, although the blindfold had been removed, as soon as he got out of the car, he was still shaken by the dazzling sunlight, but the sunlight was gentle, and it did not have the power to absorb the soul.

There were also a few disciples who were fighting together just now, and they didn't dare to look directly at the light outside the carriage, so they hurriedly blocked their eyes with their hands!

"Hurry up, serve tea, let these apprentices rest!" was Shen Chao's concerned voice.

The other disciples moved the chairs and served the tea, taking care of Liao Quan and the others in every possible way.

Liao Quan saw that there were ten seats in a row, and his head was empty, and his head was the last disciple to come out. They were all exhausted, as if they had a serious illness. And he was also weak, so he hurriedly took a sip of tea.

The teacup is full of some big supplements, ginseng, wolfberry, red dates, longan, it tastes sweet and hot, and when you take a bite, there is immediately a wave of yang energy rising, and the whole person is suddenly much more energetic.

On the opposite side were sitting the elders of the Shen family, most of them looking at Liao Quan and the others with smiles, and a few elders of higher seniority were looking at the carriage parked in front of everyone.

"Could there be a problem?" the Great Elder asked worriedly, "how long has it been?"

"Third Master, this kind of thing has never happened before, but the Golden Feather Arrow has not reacted, there should be no other differences!" Shen Chao said.

"Could it be that he can resist the Soul Sucking Circle?" The Great Elder said.

At this moment, the carriage suddenly shook violently, and then there was a deafening loud noise!

"Boom Boom"

The four walls of the carriage made of stainless steel fell in all directions as if they had been cut, and slammed into the bluestone ground, splashing a burst of sparks!

The horses that were still more than 20 meters away from the carriage heard this loud rumbling sound, and their front hooves were so frightened that they all fell to their knees, and their feces and urine flowed everywhere.

Shen Chao and the elders hurriedly stepped forward, only to see Ling Han sitting in the middle of the carriage, angry as a gossamer, bleeding from his seven orifices, and he was dying!

Shen Chao hurriedly jumped into the carriage, picked up the unconscious Ling Han, and rushed to the conference hall!

Liao Quan and the other disciples also wanted to go in to see what was going on, but when Fang got up, he felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground!

After a while, a man in black walked out and said loudly: "All the new disciples of the Shen family, the owner of the village has a life, today we will go back to the house to rest for two days, and when the day after tomorrow, we will hold an apprenticeship ceremony!

"Young Master Liao, slow down!" a man in black said with concern when he saw that Liao Quan was a little struggling to get into the car.

This voice was very familiar, and when Liao Quan turned around, he saw a pair of eyes that seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember it clearly.

When Liao Quan got into the car, he lifted the curtain on the window and saw the figure of the man in black walking, who looked like a woman!

The carriage drove out of the gate of the Shen family, and suddenly a coquettish shout came, "Brother Quan, where are you?"

Liao Quan pulled down the curtain and said in a low voice, "Liao Mansion!

The wheels of the carriage rolled on the bluestone road, making a "clattering" sound, and the convoy gradually moved away from Shenzhuang.

Lu Qiong chased to the door, and when she saw the distant convoy, she was sad, "Brother Quan, don't you really want to see me?" Two lines of tears slipped down Lu Qiong's face.

"Miss, don't be sad! Maybe Gongzi Liao is too tired from the trial! I asked, it was the master who taught them to go back to the house to rest first!" Xiaoyun comforted.

"I don't listen!" Lu Qiong couldn't hold back any longer, cried again, and ran to her own courtyard!

Xiaoyun silently picked up the doll that fell on the ground and wiped the dust that stuck to the doll's face.

On the second floor of the small circular building, in the already blazing hall.

Ling Han struck out the ice condensation cyclone and rushed straight towards the statue of the turtle and snake, the flames in the entire room were extinguished in an instant, and the air seemed to be frozen and solidified, and the steaming water vapor in the air instantly turned into ice flowers and fell to the ground, and the light seemed to be hit by this ice condensation cyclone that seemed to freeze everything, slowing down.

The ice condensation cyclone slammed straight into the statue, and at first, the light of the pattern on the turtle shell began to dim, and even the Sanskrit sound began to be hoarse, but only for a moment, the pattern began to shine again, and then it erupted!

"Boom, boom!"

Ling Han only felt that it was dark in front of him, but his whole person fell into a sea of white light.

It was a pure white world, and Ling Han opened his eyes and slightly adjusted to the light here.

The roof of the shed was white, the walls were white, and the ground was white, Ling Han suddenly felt that he was very tired, so he sat cross-legged on the ground and began to breathe.

There was no ice condensation cyclone, no fire source true qi, and no Tiangang energy, just random exhalation, which actually made Ling Han feel extremely comfortable.

Ling Han opened his eyes and saw an old man dressed in white sitting cross-legged in front of him!

"Who are you?" Ling Han asked with a glare in his black eyes, as if he recognized this old man, and for a while he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is whether you know who you are?" said the old man in white.

"Who am I? I'm Ling Han!" Ling Han felt that this question was a little funny!

"No, you're not Ling Han, you're just doing Ling Han!" the old man said.

"I don't understand, I'm doing Ling Han?" Ling Han asked.

"Ling Han is just the person you want to be in your heart, but sometimes, some things can't be left to your heart!" the old man said.

"Oh!" Ling Han seemed to understand a little, but he was still a little confused!

"No matter when, don't deliberately want to be anyone, it may be better to follow your true thoughts!" the old man said.

"What do I really think in my heart?" Ling Han was still a little dizzy.

"Look at this game of chess!" In front of the two of them was a game of chess, the chessboard crisscrossed and the chess pieces were black and white. "Here, it doesn't matter whether it's black or white!

Ling Han looked at the game of chess, and suddenly felt that it was a bloody battlefield, the blades were stained with blood, the bowstring had been broken, the generals were assaulting on horseback, the warriors were stabbing straight with their guns, shouts, curses, swords fighting, and shields were intertwined.

"I don't understand! What am I going to do?" Ling Han didn't dare to look at the chessboard anymore, feeling that the square was actually covered in blood!

"I just want you to live! I can only say so much to you today! Goodbye!" said the old man.

"Will I ever see you again?" Ling Han asked.

"See you soon!" the old man smiled slightly, and his whole body turned into a puff of white smoke, which gradually drifted in the room.

"Goodbye by fate? Could it be that you still let me go to the Wanting Pavilion? You weren't sent by the old man of the god operator, right?" Ling Han said loudly, but no one agreed!

Suddenly, the white walls around me began to fall, the roof began to fall, the ground began to fall, and I fell into the endless darkness!