"What happened?...

After hearing this question, Nbesman's heart trembled, but he did not show it. He just smiled and shook his head. Under the sunlight, his slightly pale face and lips revealed a strange beauty. Combined with his stubborn eyes, the sun was a little bit shivering: "Thank you for your concern, because I just started to learn to manage the family industry in recent days, so I was just a little tired."

"Manage the family industry?" Jacob was stunned, then frowned slightly and said unhappily, "You are only a year old this year and are not yet adult. How could Uncle Adale force you to do this? No, I have to protest to him."

"No." Nbesman quickly explained, "this is what I asked for."

"What did you ask for?" Jacob was stunned again, patted his head and smiled, "Oh my god, have I been hit by sound magic? You are the rebellious girl who is as famous as the crazy girl of the Arroka family. How could you have this idea? Is it a horse racing?

Is it too boring? How about we change a new look today?”

"Jacob, don't you understand? The so-called games we liked to play before were not actually the work of a nobleman. We put our happiness on the pain and hatred of the civilians, and in the end we only bring us emptiness, and then for the sake of

To make up for this emptiness, we need to create a greater emptiness."

He sighed lightly, "We should all learn to mature."

Looking at the boy whose face turned a little ugly, Nbesman smiled and said with a clever smile: "Jaco, we are good friends who grew up together, so I couldn't help but say some nonsense, please don't mind."

"Haha, of course I won't mind." Jacob nodded with a smirk, "You really make some sense."

"Hehe." A series of crisp laughter came out, and Enbesman waved his hand gently, "Then I'll go home first, I guess my father is anxious."

Jacob quickly raised his right hand and waved it: "Okay, goodbye."

"Change Zhenqiang" Seeing Enbesman in a pink dress crawling into the carriage, Jacob's heart beat hard..." Damn, how could it be, I actually beating my heart at that crazy girl!, shook my head and turned around and walked back and said carelessly.

: "Kara, let's go back home to practice swordsmanship."

"Yes, young master." The servant not far away hurriedly followed.

"My baby daughter, you are finally back." Baron Adair, who was waiting in the hall, stood up and gave Embesman a big hug. He looked down at his daughter's pale cheeks and said with a distressed feeling, "Hey, don't even learn business, either.

It's so hard, the beef meal is ready with your favorite braised and grilled shrimps. I specially asked the guards to whip the fresh ingredients brought back from Lake Nepal. You know this is not an easy task, try it together." Turning his head and saying to a woman behind him

... "Lili An, go and notify the food."

"Wait, Madam Lili," Enbesman called the woman who was about to turn around, "By the way, help me take the manor's output account book last month, I want to take a look."

"Lili An, wait a moment." The Baron turned his head and looked at his daughter and said, "You should enjoy eating well when you are good. What should you do when you look at the account book? If you don't look at your face, your face will be pale. If you don't rest, you will definitely get sick."

"No, I don't need to rest, my father."

The Baron said in a deep voice: "You must rest for at least ten days, this is the order!"

"I refuse!" Hearing his father's words, Embesman lowered his hands and took a few steps back without hesitation, "Resting or not is my freedom. I am now grown up and have the power to work."

"But I am your father!" The Baron waved his hand suddenly and shouted angrily, "Look at how you look now, do you want to exhaust yourself?! I..."

Before the word "I" was released, the Baron's eyes suddenly opened wide. In front of him, two lines of clear tears flowed down from Nbesman's cheeks, and his body shook and moaned softly, "Father... I feel so uncomfortable..." Before he finished speaking, he fell down straight.

"Oh my god!" The baron almost rushed up and hugged his daughter, begging his signs incoherently and shouted, "Good daughter, my father is wrong, don't do this, don't do this!"

"Come here! Please come here!"

"one……

In the dark library, swallowing the last piece of tender meat from his mouth, Li Yan stood up and delivered a speech to the dark aisle ahead. He straightened his body and basketed his shoulders and said, "What kind of meat is this? It tastes good, much better than the previous Jump Lizard meat."

A hoarse voice came from the dark aisle: "As long as you can pass the test, you can eat it every day in the future."

"These are the only opportunities you have." In front of the Black Yaoshi table, the old man stretched out his withered left hand and pointed at the five small stone slabs side by side on the table, "You can choose the magic circles that are portrayed. I hope you don't disappoint me. I look forward to your challenge, hehe." After saying that, the old man lowered his left hand, but his body, which was inactive, drifted back several steps like a ghost, restored his puppet posture, and began to quietly watch Li Yan's movements.

Standing at the stone table, Li Yan fixed a stone slab with a metal rack and said softly: "This time, I chose to engrave the scorching array." Then he picked up the engraving knife and magic pattern engraving pen that had been placed on the table, took a breath, and took a pen down.

During these days, in addition to meditation and rest time less than three hours a day, Li Yan searched the information, thought, practice, and under the strong pressure, his outstanding talent, and his proficiency in the engraving of magic circles almost increased at a rate visible to the naked eye.

So eight days ago he was still a rookie who had not really printed a magic circle. Now eight days later, his success rate of burning magic circles has reached a close-up. Perhaps the only gap between them is Wei, which is enough to make any magic circles specialize in magic circles crazy.

But in fact, he was not satisfied with this achievement, because the test requirement of this strange old man was to succeed once in five times, which was more harsh than the success rate of arsenic. It was not small, and the heart was doomed to Li Yan.

It is impossible not to say that to do something well, sometimes enough luck will be more important than strength, such as Li Yan's test.

Before I knew it, half an hourglass had passed, and in the process, the two pens held by the slender hands did not make any mistakes! (To be continued)
Chapter completed!