Chapter 401: Little Guy

After hearing the words of Lingnan Palace's will, Zhang Haomin couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Just now, he heard the vast sword soul say that there should be a total of nine levels in this Lingnan Palace, but he passed the sixth level, and then skipped the seventh level, so it was only the eighth level just now.

What's more, he obviously failed in this eighth level.

The will of Lingnan Palace has said that this eighth level is a choice.

And his final choice was to leave Song Ling and choose to go to the fairy world to save Xiaoyao, so how could Lingnan Palace, which was a love test, let him pass the test?

"You, are you mistaken?"

"That's right, you did pass all the tests. ā€

"But I obviously didn't pass the test just now, and isn't there a total of nine levels?"

"You passed. ā€

Listening to the words of Lingnan Palace's will, Zhang Haomin couldn't help but feel extremely confused.

He looked left and right in a bit of confusion, and everything was still the same as before, and there was no change in the slightest.

But just now when he hugged Song Ling in the illusion realm, he obviously felt the real touch, and he was wearing a static stone pendant, it stands to reason that he could not be controlled by the illusion.

[Miao, are you sure it was just an illusion?]

Regarding Zhang Haomin's inquiry, the vast sword soul seemed to be missing, and did not respond in the slightest.

This couldn't help but Zhang Haomin felt a chill down his spine, he had signed a blood contract with the Vast Sword Soul, but at this moment, he couldn't feel the existence of the Vast Sword Soul at all.

For this sudden change, he couldn't help but be a little flustered.

"What the hell have you done to me?"

"I—I didn't do anything. ā€

Lingnan Palace's will obviously changed at this time, and his voice also revealed a trace of weirdness.

Zhang Haomin hurriedly took out the Huai'an Sword and the Feihong Snow Sword, the two swords carefully surrounded Zhang Haomin's side, and at the same time, he held the vast sword and watched nervously at everything in front of him.

Minutes and seconds passed, but nothing seemed to change.

"What are you waiting for?"

Suddenly, a person's voice came from behind Zhang Haomin.

He jerked back and saw that this guy was dressed in a deep black robe, so deep that it could not even be illuminated by a bright candle flame, as if it had draped the endless night over his body.

However, compared to this black robe, what was even more terrifying was his bloodless face.

Zhang Haomin's heart couldn't help but tighten, and then all the goosebumps all over his body rose, and even due to the strong fear in his heart, the whole person couldn't help but freeze for a while.

"You, who are you?"

"Zizizi, you hugged me just now, don't you know me now?"

After hearing the other party's words, Zhang Haomin couldn't help but feel a chill.

Could it be that the touch he felt just now was that he hugged this guy? If that was the case, it would be a great shame.

He immediately attached sword qi to the vast sword, carefully guarding the other party.

"Phew, horse-stepping. ā€

"Yo yo yo, you're such a sad fellow. ā€

The other party is obviously a man, but his voice is extraordinarily feminine.

If Zhang Haomin met this guy in a sunny place outside, at most he would just glance at it with disdain, and he wouldn't feel too uncomfortable.

However, at the moment, they were in an empty underground palace.

Although the surrounding lights are very bright, there is still a chilly air all the time, which makes people feel eerie.

"Who the hell are you?"

"I, I am the master of this dream. ā€

"Dreams?"

After hearing the other party's words, Zhang Haomin couldn't help but look at the surrounding environment.

All of this seemed extraordinarily real, and there was no dream-like feeling at all, so much so that Zhang Haomin felt incredulous when he saw his surroundings after hearing the other party's words.

"That's right, it's a dream. ā€

Suddenly, the mysterious guy disappeared in place, and instantly appeared behind Zhang Haomin.

His whole body was close to Zhang Haomin's back, so that when he spoke, Zhang Haomin's ears could feel the hot breath he exhaled, and his scalp was numb for a while.

Zhang Haomin's heart moved, and the Feihong Snow Sword flashed with golden light.

He thought that such a sudden attack, even if the opponent reacted in time to dodge, he would suffer a certain amount of injury.

However, the other party disappeared in place like a black mist.

"Zizizi, you're no match for me here. ā€

This guy's voice swayed in the empty corridor, but the figure disappeared from Zhang Haomin's field of vision.

Zhang Haomin's heart sank to a low point all of a sudden, he had already realized the terrifying strength of the other party, just now the Feihong Treading Snow Sword obviously stabbed the other party, and the next second he was stabbed in the black mist.

He couldn't help but look left and right in horror, and for a moment he didn't know what to do.

"What did you bring me here for?"

"No, you didn't bring it from me, but you chose to come in. ā€

"How is this possible?"

"Nothing is impossible, aren't you going to come here to pass the so-called eighth level?"

Zhang Haomin looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, could it be that he was still in the eighth level of Lingnan Palace?

With his doubts, the picture in front of him changed in an instant.

The originally gloomy Lingnan Palace Road has now reverted to the appearance of birds singing and flowers, green meadows, colorful wildflowers competing with each other, and everything is full of vitality.

Immediately, the mysterious guy also appeared not far from Zhang Haomin.

"Do you know all of this well?"

"Let me go. ā€

"Leave, don't you want to know what's going to happen next?"

The guy seemed to be stunned by Zhang Haomin, and his eyes looked at somewhere in the distance.

Zhang Haomin slowly turned his head with his gaze, and happened to see Song Ling's figure, she was still as in her memory, like a fairy coming out of the picture scroll.

"You, what the hell are you trying to do?"

"I don't do anything, just to give you a glimpse of what you'll be like when you're gone. ā€

After hearing the other party's words, Zhang Haomin became more cautious.

Everything here is an illusion, so he doesn't care about anything, otherwise, he would have already rushed to protect Song Ling at this time, after all, this guy is too eerie and terrifying.

"Ling'er. ā€

A sudden shout stopped Zhang Haomin for a while.

This voice was not anyone Zhang Haomin was familiar with, he felt very unfamiliar, but listening to this voice, it seemed that the owner of this voice was very familiar with Song Ling.

Song Ling didn't respond anything, his eyes were still looking at the lazy clouds in the sky.

The man slowly walked to Zhang Haomin's side, his posture and appearance could be regarded as a talent, but Zhang Haomin couldn't help but feel a fire in his heart when he saw his white face.

"Ling'er, I'm Haomin. ā€

"Don't work in vain, they can't see us. ā€

The mysterious guy had come to Zhang Haomin's side at some point, and Song Ling who was not far away said slowly.

Zhang Haomin was very annoyed in his heart, because all this guy made up a ghost, so he wanted to kill him directly at this moment, so that he could solve this dream.

However, this time, his sword had not yet struck at the other party, but it suddenly disappeared.

I only heard that this guy was a little dissatisfied, and said slowly.

"It's annoying to look at these eyesores. ā€

"You, you to the end. ā€

"Instead of caring about me, you might as well take a look at the two of them. ā€

Zhang Haomin couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, the strength of the other party was no longer comparable to him.

Since he couldn't beat the other party, he simply stood aside and looked at Song Ling and them, he also wanted to see what this mysterious guy wanted him to see.

"Ling'er, your master, she has already agreed to our marriage. ā€

After hearing the strange man's words, Zhang Haomin almost vomited out a mouthful of blood.

What the hell is this guy, he dares to dig his corner here, it's just impatient.

However, even if Zhang Haomin jumped up and down at the moment, he didn't have the slightest recourse, he could only watch from the sidelines, and at the same time keep cursing at the man in his mouth.

"Hmm. ā€

Song Ling's eyes darkened a little, and he nodded lightly.

For her now, all the persistence she once insisted on has lost its meaning, Zhang Haomin has already soared to the fairy world, and the two of them have no fate at all.

"Ling'er, how can you agree with this little white face?"

"You're not tired. ā€

The mysterious man standing beside Zhang Haomin couldn't help but look at Zhang Haomin helplessly and shook his head silently.

He has told Zhang Haomin more than once that the two of them in this world do not exist for Song Ling outside, and everything is useless.

However, Zhang Haomin was still shouting loudly endlessly.

"You little white face, have you passed the test of Lingnan Palace on horseback? You are a toad who wants to eat swan meat. ā€

Zhang Haomin was so tired of yelling that he couldn't help but want to go up and punch him twice.

is so blatantly digging into his corner, but if he is a man with strong blood, he will beat this guy violently, and even Zhang Haomin has simulated all kinds of torture in his mind.

"Shall we get married tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow?"

Song Ling couldn't help but be a little shocked after hearing the words of the little white face.

Then she glanced at the unattainable sky, and the two wandering clouds were now far away, just like the one who had appeared before her.

She didn't know what she remembered, and a tear fell.

"Tomorrow is fine. ā€

"What a fart, good your grandma's lap legs. ā€

Zhang Haomin was punching and kicking the little white face at the moment, but his fists all passed through the other party's body, as if all this was a mirage.

After venting, Zhang Haomin sat on the ground as if deflated.

He couldn't help but look at Song Ling with tears in his eyes, like a child abandoned by his mother.

At this moment, he suddenly regretted it, he regretted his decision to go to the fairy world to save Xiaoyao, he wanted to stay in this world and accompany Song Ling to spend a long time together.

Song Ling and the little white face in front of him suddenly disappeared.

The wind whistling in the wilderness, blowing the grass and rustling the leaves.

"Why are you crying?"

Regarding the mysterious man's inquiry, Zhang Haomin did not speak.

His eyes were red at the moment, and his eyes looked at the sky in the distance a little vacantly, and for a while, he seemed to see that the two distant clouds had returned, and everything was still the same as before.

The mysterious man also sat beside Zhang Haomin without disgust, and slowly cast his gaze into the distance.

However, it's not over yet.

The next moment, the world in front of him suddenly changed, and he and Zhang Haomin were sitting on the roof at this time.

The courtyard was full of people, and there were lights everywhere, and the red painting paper was pasted all over the place, and the big double happiness word seemed so eye-catching at the moment.

"Here comes the bride. ā€

With a shout, the long-prepared firecrackers rang out.

The smoke blew in the sky, and Zhang Haomin saw the little white face of the freshly dressed angry horse who walked in the front, he was the appearance of a groom official at the moment, and there was a dazzling red flower in front of him.

Not far behind him, eight people were carrying a festive palanquin.

Even through the curtain of the sedan chair, Zhang Haomin knew who was sitting inside.

At this moment, he suddenly felt an extra pain in his heart.

"It's all fake, it's all a fantasy, it's not real. ā€

Zhang Haomin was like a demon at the moment, and kept muttering to himself.

And the mysterious man who was sitting next to him and watching the excitement couldn't help laughing at the moment, he turned his head and said to Zhang Haomin.

"Who told you that all this is fake? All this is not an illusion, it is all true, but in the near future. ā€

"It's all true?"

Of course, all of this is prophecy. ā€

After hearing the mysterious man's words, Zhang Haomin's whole person suddenly felt bad.

If these were just illusions, then he would feel a little pain at most, and none of this was true, and his heart would not be too uncomfortable.

If all this is in the near future, it is really unacceptable to him.

"No, it's impossible, you just said this is a dream. ā€

"It's true that this is a dream, but because you have the Heavenly Source in your body, the dream has a prophetic effect. ā€

"Tianyuan, how do you know that I have Tianyuan in my body?"

"Is this still a secret? ha. ā€

The mysterious man seems to have seen through all the secrets of Zhang Haomin.

And just as Zhang Haomin was about to say something more, the sedan chair suddenly stopped, and the curtain of the sedan chair slowly opened, revealing the red-dressed bride sitting in it.

After seeing this moment, Zhang Haomin's whole person was like being struck by lightning.

The huge mental blow made Zhang Haomin's mind go blank, and he couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

"Zizizi, that's right. ā€

The mysterious man on the side couldn't help laughing after seeing Zhang Haomin like this.

Immediately, everything that was still particularly festive and lively disappeared, and the splendid summer quietly passed, and their eyes turned into a snow-capped courtyard.

A cute little guy ran excitedly in front, and the maid chased behind.

"Little master, you run slowly. ā€

However, despite the maid's shouting, the little guy had no intention of stopping.

When he heard that the maid couldn't run and had to stop to gasp, he even turned around and grimaced at the maid, completely a naughty look.

Then, just as he was about to turn and run, he crashed into a man's arms.

Zhang Haomin, who had already burst into tears, immediately felt even more sad after seeing the person in front of him.

This person is Song Ling, but her former immaturity has long faded, and now she has more mature charm.

"Ma'am. ā€

After seeing Song Ling, the little maid hurriedly saluted Song Ling.

However, after Zhang Haomin heard this lady, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded, his eyes kept changing on Song Ling and the little guy, and a big question immediately rose in his heart.

In the next second, the cute little guy answered Zhang Haomin's doubts.

"Mother, is Daddy coming back today?"

The mysterious man then waved his hand, and the image in front of him disappeared again.

This time they returned to the Lingnan Palace, surrounded by still gloomy and empty corridors, as if everything just now was like a dream, so that Zhang Haomin felt a little stunned.

After seeing Zhang Haomin's sluggish expression, the mysterious man couldn't help but say with a smile.

"Seeing the girl you love marry someone else and have children, you must feel uncomfortable. ā€

"You, what the hell do you want to do?"

Zhang Haomin's breath has become unstable at this moment due to the impact of his heart.

Due to the constant trembling of his hands, the vast sword in his hand was almost unable to hold it, as if he would fall to the ground in the next second.

After seeing Zhang Haomin like this, the mysterious man felt very satisfied and said slowly.

"You're really a lucky guy, but your luck is also your misfortune, I need your strength to get revenge, so you better obediently give me your body. ā€

At this moment, this guy finally revealed his purpose, and the expression on his face also looked hideous.

I saw that he was like a powerful ghost, and pounced viciously at Zhang Haomin.

However, in the next second, he couldn't help screaming, as if he wanted to desperately escape from Zhang Haomin, but Zhang Haomin grabbed his arm and devoured it little by little.

"No, why didn't you break down?"

"Because I have long been aware of your purpose, and I have deliberately pretended everything. ā€

"No, no, I'm not reconciled. ā€

No matter how loud this mysterious creature screamed, he couldn't change his fate of being devoured.

Everything they saw before, it was all deliberately made by this guy, and his purpose was to make Zhang Haomin have a mental breakdown, so as to take the opportunity to occupy his body.

However, all this made Zhang Haomin find a flaw.

In fact, Zhang Haomin really felt very bad at the beginning, and his spirit was extremely unstable.

But when he saw the cute little one, he seemed to be full of strength again, and even the extreme sadness was healed, so that he succeeded in devouring the other party.

The corners of Zhang Haomin's mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, and he said quite proudly.

"This little guy looks a lot like me. ā€

"What looks like you?"

The familiar voice of the vast sword soul appeared in Zhang Haomin's ears again, and he asked curiously.

However, Zhang Haomin laughed mysteriously, and didn't say anything to the vast sword soul, all of this was his little secret, a little secret that could make him full of courage.

Immediately, the voice of the will of Lingnan Palace sounded.

"Unfortunately, you didn't pass the test. ā€

"Well, I know. ā€

Zhang Haomin nodded indifferently, when he saw the little guy, all this was meaningless.

What can I do if I pass the test? What if I don't?

Everything about the future appeared clearly in front of his eyes, he had already got the answer, and everything else seemed to be no longer important, he just had to move forward with high spirits.

However, Lingnan Palace's will suddenly changed and said.

"But since you've helped me destroy my demons, I'm willing to admit that you've passed the test. ā€

"Well, aren't you faking?"

"If it's up to me to judge whether it's okay or not, how do you know if I'm lying or stating the facts?"

Hearing the words of Lingnan Palace's will, Zhang Haomin couldn't help laughing.

Whether this can pass the test of Lingnan Palace is naturally determined by the will of Lingnan Palace, so there is no false argument in all this.

What's more, the predecessor of this Lingnan Palace was the Palace of Love.

Even if Zhang Haomin and Song Ling have no relationship, it can forcibly help Zhang Haomin and Song Ling tie up, and there is no question of truth or falsehood, anyway, from this moment on, everything will be true.

"That's true, so do I still need to pass the ninth level?"

"I've already approved of you, do you think you still need to test again?"

"Hahaha, of course not. ā€

Zhang Haomin couldn't help laughing happily, finally this matter was settled.

However, when he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered what Ye Zhenren had said to him at the beginning, asking him not to check any crystal balls, which couldn't help but make him very curious.

So he stopped and asked.

"By the way, do you have any crystal balls here?"

"That's the ninth level test. ā€

"What's in the crystal ball?"

"Fate. ā€

Listening to Lingnan Palace's ambiguous answer, Zhang Haomin became even more curious.

What kind of fate is hidden in this crystal ball, so much so that Ye Zhenren will specially tell him not to check it, not to mention that this crystal ball is still the ninth level of Lingnan Palace.

"What kind of fate is going to be in there? I want to see it. ā€

"I advise you not to think about it. ā€

"Why?"

"Because there is only one illusory sentence in it. ā€

"What?"

Lingnan Palace's will suddenly fell silent for a while, and he didn't know how to answer Zhang Haomin's question at the moment.

There was only one sentence in the crystal ball, and it didn't want Zhang Haomin to know, after all, Zhang Haomin helped it get rid of the demons, and it was very grateful to Zhang Haomin from the bottom of his heart.

And after Zhang Haomin felt the silence of Lingnan Palace's will, he couldn't help but walk towards the ninth level curiously.