After breakfast, Lin Huan slept from early morning to dusk.

Lu Hailan asked Wayne to ask him for a day off, and tomorrow was Sunday again, which means that he would not have to go to school for the next two days. He tried hard to prepare for the two-month exhibition competition but failed. Yesterday, all the things in the Sky Competition Hall seemed to have happened in front of him. The Shadow Wolf, who regarded as an idol, suddenly attacked the audience. He drove the performance machine into the arena, and accidentally saved the attacked prime minister Xia Qian, and was taken away from the Public Security Bureau by the inexplicable man. When he opened his eyes, he arrived at the Great Light Palace again... But in just over a day, it felt like a century had passed.

He was awakened by hunger.

Lin Huan got up from the bed with a face, put on his clothes, and went to wash. He looked at his face in the mirror, and didn't like him no matter how he looked. Although everyone praised him for his good looks, Lin Huan didn't like his appearance. He wanted a face with a beard and masculine and masculine look. Unfortunately, he was not old enough to grow a beard, not to mention... Lin Huan touched his pointed chin, narrowed his crimson pupils unhappily, and thought about whether to have plastic surgery without any hesitation.

The water that had not yet faded was floating in the air outside. Lin Huan yawned and rubbed his sleepy eyes toward the restaurant. Halfway through, he turned a corner unconsciously. When he realized that, he had already gone around outside Lu Hailan's study.

There is no one inside.

Lin Huan was a little disappointed. He was obviously something was going on, but he could not participate and would not be told the inside story. He knew that this was because he could not do anything and could not help, but because of this, he felt extremely depressed.

There was no one in the restaurant, and even Wayne Du, who had to arrange dinner at this time, was missing. Lin Huan sat alone at the huge dining table, looking left and right, suddenly no appetite for eating. Lu Hailan was fine, even Flan and Zhu Yan were not there. A palace servant came over and asked him softly what he wanted to eat. Lin Huan looked at the other party and asked, "Didn't dinner be prepared in the kitchen? Why did you make it for me alone?"

"This, this slave doesn't know..."

It was so strange that Lin Huan frowned and asked the other party: "Where is Wayne Du?"

The palace servant still shook his head and couldn't explain it clearly. Seeing that the other party was asking questions, Lin Huan was a little annoyed and said unhappy: "Then go find someone who knows it."

The palace servant showed a embarrassed expression and replied that General Manager Wei had gone out at noon and had no explanation left and had not come back yet, so he really didn't know where the other party went.

Wayne Du was responsible for all the daily affairs of all the other palaces. He had always been organized and unconfused. Lin Huan had never encountered such a situation before. He took out the communicator, opened the communication directory, hesitated, and selected Wayne Du's name.

Speaking of which, Lin Huan probably calls Wayne Du more than Lu Hailan. In the school affairs, he always contacted Wayne Du instead of looking for Lu Hailan directly. Of course, the reason was that he did not want to disturb the latter for a little bit of trivial matter and make the other party worry.

He was always careful, afraid that it would upset Lu Hailan and tried his best to make the other party happy. Even he himself couldn't explain why.

The beautiful and mechanical female voice told him that the communication could not be connected.

Lin Huan widened his eyes in disbelief, wondering if something was wrong with his communicator. Normally, even if there was something wrong with turning off the communicator, the prompt sound should have asked him to leave a message instead of being unable to connect. He dialed it again, but still could not connect.

This was so strange. Lin Huan stared at his communicator, pulled the address book upwards, bit his lip slightly, and pressed Lu Hailan's number.

[Sorry, the number you dialed has been turned off. Please leave a message after hearing the sound...]

Seeing the ghost.

Lin Huan suddenly stood up, and three words appeared in his mind: Something happened.

He had known that something was wrong, not just yesterday's incident, but something was wrong earlier. Almost a month ago, Lin Huan saw Flan's wanted order on Guangwang. After returning to another palace two weeks and weekends, he did not see Flan. He originally wanted to ask, but he never found a suitable opportunity... Well, he actually didn't care about Flan's situation, and even vaguely hoped that the other party would disappear like this.

He doesn't like flange, not because the other party always jokes about him, nor because of anything else, the reason is very simple - he doesn't like flange that is always with Lu Hailan.

Flan is Lu Hailan's teacher. When Lin Huan came to another palace, the other party was already there. Lu Hailan was always with Flan. When he was a child, Lin Huan listened to Flan when he was teaching Lu Hailan in class. He knew every word the two people said separately, and when they were connected together, they became a heavenly book. Even when they grew up, he could not keep up with the thinking of those two people. Sometimes it was clearly the topic he picked up first, as long as Flan inserted his mouth, a few words would become a situation where he could not handle it.

Lin Huan tried to dial the flange, but it was not surprising that he could not connect. He frowned and looked at the screen of the communicator, held the last bit of hope, and pressed Zhu Yan's number.

The connection sounded faintly, and after a while, it ended abruptly.

——Connected.

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The rainstorm fell, and the disciples in front of the Sage Hall stood in the rain and looked quietly at the open door.

The time is coming soon, and the notification requires the time they must arrive.

A figure gradually walked out of the hall, with dark hair and dark eyes, wearing a pitch-black palace robe. In everyone's eyes, there was even an illusion that it was the dark incarnation from the abyss.

"The teacher is dead."

Lu Fan's voice echoed in the rain low and clearly.

"Before he died, he appointed me to be the next sage."

It’s not like this. Everyone’s silent eyes contain doubts and distrust. Without anyone to witness it, no one can know what the teacher said. Such appointment is meaningless.

Lu Fan's expression was extremely calm. Facing the distrustful gazes of everyone, he did not say a word, and turned around and walked back into the hall. The disciples who were left outside looked at each other. Someone was the first to lower his head and open the communicator, and then his face suddenly became very ugly.

"It's simply... ridiculous."

Some of the disciples showed a look of crying and laughing, and their voices were trembling. He trembled and hunched his shoulders, covered his face with his hands, and squatted down.

Some people cried bitterly, while others left silently. They were taught to follow the light in their hearts, but they witnessed this ridiculous and ridiculous tragedy. What is the point of regretting the inaction and being out of the matter now? I hope that the teacher can make a clear judgment and take luck and think that things will not happen to this point, and it is too late to regret it.

In the Sage Hall, Lu Fan walked in the empty hall. In his memory, the teacher had never sat on the top chair symbolizing power. The main hall of this palace was never used as a meeting place and was always empty.

The chair was already very old. Lu Fan touched the armrest on the right, which was covered with dust, and it seemed that it had not been carefully maintained. He stood quietly for a moment, reached out to open the secret wall hidden under the chair.

There is a long small box inside.

This was discovered by him by chance when he was a child. At that time, the teacher was the only disciple. He lived with the teacher in the Sage Hall. There was no place he had never entered. He even secretly sat on this chair more than once, so he discovered this secret.

There was a will in the box, which he read when he was a child. This was an insurance method prepared for the wise. The content and the signatures of the witnesses were written early, and only the signatures of the heirs and the wise themselves were empty. I believe that those who knew that this will exist were hidden in the Great Light Palace. Lu Fan did not know who it was, but it was enough that he knew that the existence of this will exist.

Lu Fan took the will that was taken out, and he did not intend to forge it. This kind of thing is enough to make it not exist.

So he didn't want to see what was written in it.

Gray is the middle of light and darkness, and Gray robe is the people who hide in the darkness to protect the light. They are destined to be trapped in darkness and cannot touch the light in their hearts. If you want to bathe in the light, just make a white robe. You can't even figure it out. If you naively say that you are pursuing light, Flange is not qualified to be a sage.

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"From the surveillance image, the car of Flange was driving at that time, and the transmission belt suddenly exploded. He was in the center of the explosion, and in an instant, even the car and people were... "

"About 300 meters of transmission belt was involved in the explosion, the scene has been blocked, and many reporters are there, Your Highness, you should not show up..."

The voices of He Shan and Zhu Yan were intertwined in his ears. Lu Hailan held his head dizzyly, pushed away Zhu Yan who was blocking him, opened the car door and took the driver's seat. He drove away from the palace, his head buzzing, as if countless voices were talking in his ears.

He drove the car into the high-speed transmission belt, turned to the autonomous driving mode, arched his waist with difficulty, covered his mouth and coughed. His chest was blocked and almost suffocated, as if something was about to explode from it.

Too uncomfortable.

If you have to endure such pain when you are alive, then death may be even more relief. Lu Hailan looked at the blood foam coughing out of his palms, and suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment.
Chapter completed!