Qin Yan was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, the eldest lady was caring about herself. He hurriedly replied, "I'm not hungry, the eldest lady doesn't have to worry about me." ”

Lin Muyao's eyes widened and asked, "Not hungry at all?"

Qin Yan nodded affirmatively: "I'm not hungry at all." "It's a waste of time to mention eating at this time!

"It seems that it was really my mistake to give you such a punishment......" A sly smile appeared on Lin Muyao's face, "You kid still know that you can bend and stretch, do you want to carry out some kind of conspiracy after I leave?

The expression on Qin Yan's face froze.

Bai Lang's hand gripping his shoulder increased a little harder, and said coldly: "Young Master Qin, please go!"

Mu Chengxue pulled Lin Muyao's sleeve: "Yao'er, isn't this okay?"

Lin Muyao didn't look back and said, "You see that Qin Gongzi is refreshed, doesn't he seem to be uncomfortable? He just doesn't want to see you, and you still speak for him." Gone, leave him alone. ”

Bai Lang pushed behind Qin Yan's back, and Qin Yan had no choice but to follow Lin Muyao's back and walk forward. He Zhongyi whispered in his ear: "Miss actually cares about you very much, she is worried that you haven't eaten all day, so she specially set up a 'Meilan Banquet' in Mochou Pavilion......"

Qin Yan smiled helplessly. Inviting me to dinner with such a grand courtesy, Young Master Ben is really a big face......

Walking out of the pavilion, it was dusk outside, and the gloomy clouds pulled down the night early. The dripping raindrops hit the oil-paper umbrellas, playing a crisp music. The wind rustled through the trees beside the road. Qin Yan walked behind Lin Muyao, letting the raindrops fall on his head and shoulders, bringing a trace of coolness.

It was pitch black in the distance. Heaven and earth were shrouded in infinite chaos, the surrounding trees dancing in the wind, and the blurred silhouettes of black and swarthy swayed constantly. A thunderclap rolled through the sky, majestic and dull, and shocked people's hearts with a trembling feeling. In the distance, lightning flashed, reflecting the earth in a moment of paleness. Such a mighty momentum shocked mortals in the world.

In the process of walking, Bai Lang let go of his hand and fell slightly behind Qin Yan. Qin Yan followed closely with the two eldest ladies and walked slowly in silence. In this vast rain and mist, there was nothing to cover the top of his head, his clothes were quickly soaked by the rain, and the hair on his forehead was glued together. He didn't use his aura to drive away the water vapor, and let the rain pour down. The light in his chest seemed to be drawn by distant thunder and lightning, and it beat with a strange rhythm.

He looked down at the muddy road under his feet, and looked at the water stains raised by his feet on the wet grass, and a feeling suddenly welled up in his heart. This Hongmeng rain and fog shrouded the distant sky, sprinkled the entire earth, and pulled the heavens, earth, mountains and rivers into a blur, isn't it a hint from the gods in the underworld?

The rain hit the thousands of leaves, splashing into tiny splashes, ticking, and stretching into the distance, embodying a peculiar rhythm that gradually resonated with his body. Qin Yan gently inhaled a breath of humid air, and the spiritual power and blood qi in his body also rhythmed, like ripples and circles, shaking and shaking, washing the meridians. The originally calm veined river suddenly swelled with waves, rolling and crashing against the shore. He closed his eyes and opened his mouth slightly, creating a bridge that was completely integrated with the Yuan Qi between heaven and earth. The aura around the body acts as an auxiliary channel for energy exchange, pouring strands of power into the body under the fluctuation of bursts of beating.

He strode forward, bypassing Lin Muyao and Mu Chengxue, and walked forward on his own. The spiritual power and blood qi in the body pulsate regularly in waves, and the rhythm of the surrounding rain sounds, an endless tide of power emerged. The cold rain drenched him, but his body became hotter and hotter, and his face was extremely ruddy, like a flame baking. His meridians became thicker and tougher in the vibration of the continuous influx of heaven and earth breath, and he was more able to take responsibility.

His soul was also washed away by this ice rain, and he obviously experienced another artistic conception. He closed his eyes and stretched out his finger to point at the roundest drop of rain falling from the sky. When the fingertips touch the crystal clear water droplets, and the cold little splashes moisten into the depths of the skin, the soul will become one with the earth, and feel the feelings of the great things between the reckless heaven and the earth, the silence and perseverance of the mountains, the freedom and unruliness of the wind, the fierce and fierce waves, the courage and righteousness of the thunder, the freedom of the clouds, the vastness of the sea, the gentleness of the moon, and the arrogance and coldness of the gloomy rain and fog that seems to swallow the heavens and the earth. The earth, the rain, and the trees permeate the whole soul in an instant, and people want to be liberated from the depths of their souls.

Qin Yan was immersed in this realm, quietly feeling that his strength was incomparably violently expanding, as if he was about to devour this heaven and earth. His martial arts skills are about to take a further leap forward, and he will be elevated to an unprecedentedly powerful realm in one fell swoop. There was no sorrow or joy in his heart, but a sudden sharp pain pulled him back from the ethereal realm to reality, and the pain in his chest that almost exploded made his communication with the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi suddenly closed.

The blood qi in his body still has a pulsating rhythm, flowing endlessly, rapidly increasing his strength. The tingling in my heart and lungs became more and more unbearable, and my chest almost exploded. Cold sweat broke out on Qin Yan's forehead, and the intense pain made him almost faint. He clutched his chest and tried not to snort, but his body was almost out of his control, and his blood was boiling, and he was scurrying around in his body, as if he wanted to break through the shackles of this skin.

'Oh no, I'm going crazy-'

Something went wrong with that damn mass in my chest!

He panicked in his heart, and the master's admonition seemed to ring in his ears. "Yan'er, you have excellent talents, not inferior to your Senior Brother Huang, but you have to remember that you must not be in a hurry in your cultivation path, and you would rather stay for a long time than be greedy for merit. Hanxue's exercises are the most dangerous, one wrong step is the end of shattering one's bones, remember to ......"

This sentence is completely different from the practice of "die if you don't break through" that Master usually preaches, so Qin Yan remembers it very clearly. He still remembered that he had asked about the mystery of the fifth level of Han Blood, but the master only shook his head: "Your fourth level is far from the point of consummation, and it will not be good for you to know the mystery of the fifth level in advance." ”

At that time, the master was afraid that he would rashly cultivate and fall into the devil, and it would be difficult to be cruel as he was when he also had a great kindness, but it was a pity that he had done too many evil things, and his occasional compassion could not make up for the loss of Yin Virtue......

The blood qi in his body completely fell into a rage, and wisps of blood-colored mist began to seep out of Qin Yan's body surface, and all seven orifices were bleeding, and the entire world in his field of vision was completely occupied by crimson color. He felt like he was about to explode, but at this moment, there was not too much sadness and fear in his heart.

Young Master Ben walked in the world so simply, he was an orphan for as long as he could remember, and avenged his parents' revenge with his own hands, and in the end there was no big concern and regret. It's a pity that I haven't been able to find the root of the "Tao", and I haven't really "loved" it......

His perception of the outside world became more and more blurred, and he vaguely heard several voices coming from far away:

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Are you scaring people?"

"Young Master Qin!"

"Oh no, he's gone mad!"