Chapter 6; Beichen Tian's Jealousy

The night was as cool as water. Next to an unknown river near the Huiyuan canteen, a lonely figure lay on a stone chair and silently looked at the bright moonlight in the sky.

"Half a year, Yangzi, do you remember our agreement? You said that you would help me destroy Yunzong and revive the glory of Fengmen. I promised you to kill the evil star together and ask for justice for your corpse demon family, but now, is it true that we two brothers can't get together? If you can hear my call, please come back quickly, 216, you and my old horse, this Kaiyuan College hasn't planted our battle flag yet.

It was Han Bai who muttered to the long wind alone. Today, it was half a year away from the tide night, and Zhang Ziyang was also in a coma for half a year. Today, he just received the news from Yunsi that his vitality has never fluctuated strongly. I'm afraid there is no miracle. Zhang Ziyang, this corpse The proud son of the clan can't wake up.

Gently snapped his finger, and Han Bai had an extra pack of cigarettes in his hand, which was the favorite "mountain sand" of cockroach Xiaoming.

Seeing things and thinking about people, Han Bai remembered the cockroach Xiaoming, this "good brother" who never gives up. In the tidal castle, because the ultimate integration of the unity of heaven and man has lost too much vitality. Now the cockroach Xiaoming is hidden in the sea of Han Bai's knowledge to cultivate. Up to now, it is just a ball of light with independent spiritual power, and there is no reflection of life at all. Because Han Bai specifically asked Niqi about this matter. According to him, this is the initial form of the variant, like Cockroach Xiaoming's abnormality is completely caused by excessive power squandering. When Han Bai slowly nourishes his own energy, he will be reborn as for the butterfly one day. As for when, or the next second, or in a hundred years, or even further...

Skillfully knocked on the cigarette box with his forefinger, took out two cigarettes, put them on the head of the stone chair and let it die, and the other one was held up diagonally. Through the thick smoke, Han Bai looked at the round moon, the long wind in his ear, and the moonlit tree shadows, full of sadness and loneliness.

"I always thought that I was born alone and died in the future, but when I was really alone, I found that there were too many things to cherish. Wanqing, Xiaoxiao, Yang, Xiaoming, Lao Ma, how are you? Maybe it's a good meeting for us to be in the same moonlight.

silently turned his head, Han Bai looked at the self-destruct cigarette butts at the end of the eye stone chair, sighed deeply, and took off the frame on the bridge of his nose with both hands, like a decadent tramp, and collapsed on the stone chair with his hands.

hu...

The cold wind roared, blowing ripples on the lakeside, and the reflected moonlight was fragmented and naturally fused, revealing the old figure of Han Bai lying on the stone chair.

"Bad boy, just like you, you are also known as the Wind Emperor. How far is it for me and how far you can get out!"

A cold drink like a spring thunder exploded in Han Bai's ear, making him wake up from a lonely mood. Before he could react, a huge force came from the back of his neck, followed by a strong sense of weightlessness and the rapid change of the objects in the eyes. Then a burst of coldness came, and Han Bai fell into the lake upside down like green onions. In the middle, the lake overflowing in the seven orifices instantly brought his mind to the most sensitive state. His hands scratched randomly in the lake, trying to find a life-saving "straw".

was able to appear near the Huiyuan canteen for most of the night and throw Han Bai, the proud son of heaven, into the lake, but he was lying on the stone chair and drinking a little wine comfortably. His origin is self-evident. It was the Northern Emperor Tianfeng laughter. Han Bai and others hated the most at the beginning. A sloppy old man.

"Ky, young people have to have the youthful vitality of young people. Like you, you are less than 20 years old, but you seem to have 70 or 80 years of self-pity and self-pity. What kind of style! I heard from your father that you have been working under the kilometer of the river every day since you were 13 years old. Today, I will let you wake up well. My smiling grandson is not a bastard, but a strong man, a born strong man.

Looking at the surging lake, Feng Xiao held his signature wine gourd and shook his head intoxicated eyes to preach, like a storyteller a long time ago, but with his unkempt dress, it gave people an extremely funny feeling.

The more the lake is tumbling, the happier Fengxiao is, which shows that Han Bai is saving himself. As long as he has an immortal heart, this person is alive, and he has the ability to carve him into a good piece of wood. But soon Fengxiao's old face began to show a trace of worry, and it became more and more intense. In the end, his two pale eyebrows were deeply entangled, and the wine gourd on his mouth also stagnated in mid-air.

"I heard that... This boy has a sense of direction... No way."

Several wild crows beside the unknown lakeside left the sad land with their wings and resentful. The wind on the lake smiled and filled Han Bai, who did not know how many mouths of the lake, was like a chicken.

Hate the fierce pouring of wine, Feng Xiao's old face scolded with shame and angrily, "Useless things, the palm-sized lake almost drowned your boy and spread it out. Where is my face?"

"Fuck you, old... The bottom of the lake is so dark that I can't tell the southeast and northwest. How can I come up? You think I still have the strength to challenge the west wind enemy now.

Fortunately, he stopped talking. Han Bai did not call himself "Laozi" or he would be beaten again, but judging from Feng Xiao's face, the flashing in his eyes made Han Bai sweat fiercely.

Without the imagined thunder and anger, Fengxiao sighed helplessly and walked back to the stone chair to sit down. At this moment, his expression was not the powerful Northern Emperor, just like an ordinary elderly man.

"I heard that those ghosts came to you today?"

Feng smiled and said a sentence coldly. Han Bai calmly put on his glasses and found that there was nothing strange on the old man's face. He nodded and said, "The Nanxing family, the Xifeng family, the Eastern Royal Family, including Xiao Xiangyu."

"Oh, did the little girl from the Nanxing family also find you? Do you want to be my granddaughter-in-law? He is old and refined, not to mention an old man whose son is sixty or 70 years old. Broken by Feng Xiao, Han Bai was very calm and nodded unexpectedly, which aroused Feng Xiao's interest. After questioning, Han Bai began to talk about the encounter in the Holy Emperor City, and then he knew the relationship between the two.

"If your confidants don't mind, it's also cost-effective to accept the girl from the Nanxing family. This girl has a very good relationship with Yao Shang. Maybe in the future, I will also take advantage of your boy. It's more convenient to find a doctor to get a bone injury or something."

An old man and a young man half squatted on a stone chair drinking wine and smoking a cigarette, talking about women. No matter how they look at it, they don't look like their grandparents and grandchildren, but like two unpopular gangsters in the city. However, after such contact, Han Bai felt that his heart and Fengxiao were close, not because he patted his chest and went to Nanxing's house to match for himself, but because he had a special feeling around his heart. That feeling was called "family affection".

It is said that the next generation of relatives have heard their godmother's moon scars. In the past, Fengxiao beat and scolded the wind and waves, just like how Fengxiao treated Han Bai. This is a circulating violent inheritance, but when treating his "sudden" little grandson, Fengxiao is like an ordinary grandfather, full of doting.

"Today, I am very satisfied with the handling of these three people, including Xiao Xiang's desire. It is no exaggeration to say that it surprises me and makes me very proud. Now there are too many halo on your head, and there is a starting point that ordinary people can't compare with. If you are really entangled by any force, although the sword of Yunzong on your head has been temporarily removed in the current situation, you will become a thorn in the eyes of more forces, including Sima Qingqiu, Zhuhou, Zai or The power adjudication office will not support you as strongly as it is now.

nodded. Han Bai was not as long as he thought. At that time, he just didn't want to be attached to any force. He just wanted to break out of the world by himself. Now think about it, as his grandfather said, his strength is now completely gone. If he doesn't know how to keep a low profile, he will really get angry.

Seeing his "dear" little Sun Sun frowned, Feng smiled and raised his shoulder and smiled, "Little Hanzi, aren't you surprised that only three of the four major families contacted you, and why the other family refused to take action?"

"I don't know, Beichen family, maybe they are more shrewd, waiting for the right opportunity to take action, or because of you?" Pushing the frame on the bridge of his nose, Han Bai looked at Fengxiao's kind eyes and said his guess.

"Beichen Tian is jealous, have you ever heard of this name?"

"No, God is jealous, God is jealous. This man's father can really name him. God is jealous. Be careful of thunder." Han Bai said bluntly, but Feng smiled but nodded seriously and said, "This boy has no parents. He took this name himself when he was eight years old. As you said, this boy has indeed been struck by lightning."

The corners of his mouth twitched inadvertently, and Han Bai stopped talking several times. Feng Xiao continued, "There is a Tiance mansion in the East Asia Alliance, which belongs to the Beichen family, specializing in collecting all kinds of talents and intelligence, and their master is called Beichen Tianzhi, a teenager as old as you."

After siping the wine, Feng Xiao saw that Han Bai became interested and continued to say, "Bei Chentian is jealous. To be honest, this boy's experience is a little worse than mine. He is really an amazing genius. At the age of three, he knew the world. At the age of five, he was specially invited by Wenxin to join the power ruling but was rejected. This is a lifelong regret of Wenxin, and it is still regarded as a big failure in his life. At the age of eight, the head of the Beichen family and 120 direct relatives were destroyed. At that time, Beichen was jealous because of the thunder and lived in the countryside to escape the disaster. From then on, an eight-year-old child provoked a family that was about to collapse. In less than ten years, he established the Tiance Mansion, so that the glory of the Beichen family still stood immortal among the four. Such heroism is shocking and heartbreaking.

When Feng smiled and said, he had a look of extreme regret on his face, as if he had a great connection with Beichen Tian's jealousy. After asking for a long time, Han Bai knocked from the side and said, "Who destroyed Beichen Manmen?"

The murderous atmosphere broke through the nine universe. The whole Kaiyuan College seemed to usher in a crisis of extinction. Han Bai couldn't believe that he looked at the wind and smiled like a demon in the abyss.

"Heart demon, there is nothing!"