The old woman took out a handful of petals from her sleeves like a magic trick and sprinkled them into the air. The strong wind blew the petals over and over. The old woman said, "There are 500 petals here, and one of them has a symbol. The petals will fall down randomly. Guests with symbolic petals are asked to come on stage."

The petals danced in the strong wind and finally flew in all directions. Luo raised his head and saw a petal falling lightly into the palm of his hand, and a black symbol was drawn on the petals.

Seeing this, Xuan Chuchu said in surprise: "Uncle, you are so lucky."

Luo frowned, but he didn't expect the petals to float to his hands. The most important thing was that he didn't see what tricks the other party used, and it was really randomly on his head.

Everyone's eyes and light-chasing beams fell on Luo. Luo turned around and said to Xuan Chuchu: "I'll give it to you, you can go up."

Xuan Chuchu shook her head repeatedly, and the old woman walked to Luo and smiled gloomyly: "This is the choice of fate. Please come on stage for young guests."

"Go up and have fun, everyone is watching you, uncle."

Under the noisy shouts of everyone, Luo finally had to walk onto the stage reluctantly and sit on the chair opposite the old woman. The old woman said, "During this performance, I will see your memories, and your memories will be reflected through the crystal ball in front of me. Those real pictures that exist in your memory will be displayed in everyone's eyes. Don't you mind?"

"You mean, can you read my memory? I'm afraid it's not that easy." Luo still has this confidence. His consciousness is protected layer by layer, and the golden crow ring is used as a defense. Especially the old woman with a weak cultivation level in front of her wants to read his memory, even a master who comes to the realm of transformation will not be able to see his memory.

"It seems that this guest doesn't believe in the old woman's skills. So should I make a bet with the old woman?" asked the old woman.

"What are you betting on?"

"If the old woman can really read your memory, you can't be angry after showing your memory. If the old woman doesn't succeed, the old woman will pay for you today's ticket."

Luo didn't care about that little money, but when he heard that the other party was so confident, he felt competitive in his heart. He wanted to see the other party's methods, but there was nothing impossible in the Wuling Group. Today he wanted to see if the other party's old woman could really read his memories.

"Okay, let's start, do you need me to do anything?" Luotou nodded.

"Please close your eyes and calm down. If you hear or feel nothing, don't care about anything. As a guest, you will not be hurt. Please rest assured."

Luo nodded and closed his eyes. He soon entered a state of half-entering meditation. His fingers gently stroked the golden crow's rings. The old woman gently touched the crystal in front of him. Then Luo felt a rough and cold hand touching his finger.

Everyone stared at the stage, and soon they heard the old woman's voice ringing in the greenhouse through the amplification formation.

"Haha, this guest today is very special, very special. I have practiced the method of mind reading for a hundred years. I have faced countless guests, but I have never met anyone who is the same as the guest in front of me. I have a unique temperament. Let's take a look at the memory of this guest."

Luo could hear her words, but he was not touched at all by this possible monotonous line.

"The memory of the blockade is surrounded by many gates and fog. You are a mysterious figure. Your memory is hidden deep in a deep place. Haha, it is not easy, but I still saw it. What kind of blood and killing are there, the devil and war. Today, fate really made a joke with the old woman, and sent such a guest full of stories." She seemed to have read Luo's memory, especially when Luo heard her two words "Devil and War", it seemed that she had touched her.

The crystal began to glow, and then a strong beam of light burst out. The next moment, everyone saw some still blurry scenes, and Xuan Chuchu couldn't help but look at them.

"It's still vague, but it will soon become clear, these memories are filled with tears."

The light beam on the crystal gradually became clearer. The next moment, Xuan Chuchu saw a chaotic crowd in the light beam, and saw the shaking sword light. She saw an old woman kneeling under the sharp blade with her hair disheveled.

"Mother"

She heard the shouting loudly, it was Luo's voice.

Then the picture suddenly turned, and she saw a gloomy black forest appearing in the beam of light, and saw a full armed person who seemed to be disciples of some sects, and then he saw a beautiful girl whose eyes were cruelly dug out.

The scenes appeared one after another, Luo's dark memories were peeled off layer by layer, Nangong Hua's protection, Luo Yanran's farewell, the past events that appeared in Luo's life were displayed one by one in Xuan Chuchu's eyes. She finally knew why Luo was so cold, and finally knew where the bottomless darkness in his eyes came from

At this moment, the golden crow's ring suddenly shone, and the huge golden divine bird transformed out, spreading its wings and shouting at the old woman. The old woman hurriedly withdrew her hand. The next moment the crystal broke and the beam disappeared. Luo opened his eyes at this moment and looked at the old woman with faint signs of anger, but in the end he took a deep breath and put away the golden crow's ring, and spoke the next moment: "I am willing to accept the loss, I lost."

Afterwards, he turned around and got off the stage. Xuan Chuchu stood up and wanted to say something to him, but saw Luo passing by her and leaving the greenhouse with a cold face.

It was still very lively outside, but Luo was a little confused because the lights were shaking. He could not forget these memories, but he was unwilling to recall them. The scars in his heart could not heal and could only be buried deep.

He lit a cigarette and found that his hands were still trembling slightly. Although all these things had passed, he seemed to have experienced it again on the stage. The helplessness almost made him collapse.

After adjusting for a long time, I gradually returned to normal, but I didn't want to go back to the circus greenhouse, so I walked around and picked up Xuan Chuchu back after the performance.

"Damn it, that damn monster should be sent to slaughter."

At this moment, Luo saw a man wearing a Wilderness Refining Group uniform walking over cursingly. He seemed to be injured and bleeding, and several people followed him.

"You were bitten by that beast again? Did Huang Jing use it? Why can't you still be able to be domesticated?" asked the person who followed him hurriedly.

"Damn it, this is the third time I have been bitten in these few miles. Huang Jing has nothing to do with it. That monster is not a wild beast but a monster. Huang Jing has no effect on it. Please help me watch it. I will stop bleeding and apply medicine. Damn it, I must report to the head teacher and slaughter the monster as soon as possible." After that, he hurried away.

Seeing this scene, Luo was a little curious. After all, he had nothing to do now, so he wanted to see what the monsters that bit people looked like. The beast trainers in the Refining Group were all professional masters who had been experienced in many battles. Are there any monsters they could not tame and insist on slaughtering?

When I walked up, I saw three or four beast trainers standing in front of the huge iron cage where the monsters were imprisoned, holding whips and steel forks in their hands, and a huge monster was entrenched in the iron cage.

Luo looked up and was stunned when he looked at it, and subconsciously said: "Gu Long?"

The monsters entrenched in the iron cage look very much like real ancient dragons, and they are not sub-dragons, but a real dragon clan. However, one of the dragon horns on its head is broken, and the dragon scales on its body are also scarred. It seems that it has been beaten a lot, but from the appearance, the ancient dragon should be very young. Although it was beaten, its face remained angry and roared at the beast trainer holding a steel fork outside, but it seemed that it could not use strength and its body was always soft on the ground.

This guy is really not big. Luo looked at it from a distance and estimated that it was about fifteen or sixteen meters long. According to this length and the growth of another intact dragon horn, Luo made a judgment based on his knowledge of the dragon clan.
Chapter completed!