Chapter 10; the whereabouts of the ruling scepter

Leave the dormitory, Han Bai left the Huiyuan canteen and walked to the north of the college alone.

At night, Kaiyuan College is particularly beautiful. The evening wind is full of stars, and the stars on the night sky. A bright moon emits a bright white light, just like a girl who does not apply any pink, fresh and touching.

Enjoying this rare tranquility, I felt the cool breeze pouring through his body. The wine on Han Bai's body swept away, and his whole body was much refreshed, making his mood relaxed.

Unconsciously, Han Bai came to the northern edge of the college. There was a small forest where faint light could be faintly seen in the depths of the forest, which was the destination of Han Bai's trip.

As soon as he stepped into the forest, a flute resounded softly and long in Han Bai's ears.

Han Bai didn't know the rhythm and didn't like any music, but when the flute sounded, after listening carefully, he gradually stopped and listened carefully.

To be honest, Han Bai can't understand the artistic conception contained in this song. He just feels simple and pleasant to listen to. This tone is like a whisper between lovers, which is so refreshing as it can touch the deepest string in people's hearts.

Close your eyes and immerse yourself in the tune. After a while, Han Bai forgot the purpose of the trip. He just wanted to listen to the song. As the rhythm of the song changed and slowed down, Han Bai's heartbeat slowly accelerated with the rhythm.

A pot of turbid wine at the edge of the cold mountain hedge in the sky. Han Bai feels as if he is now on a high mountain, drinking with his friends. There is no worries, no worries, but only bosom friends, smiling and talking about the wind and moon, quiet and far away.

Suddenly, the rhythm in his ear changed, and the gentle melody suddenly rose. In Han Bai's mind, such a picture suddenly appeared.

I am standing beside the high cliff, standing with my hands behind my back, majestic.

You can pick the stars and stand together in the bright moon!

Look down at the mountains and mountains and all sentient beings!

Thousands of heroes stirred in his heart, making Han Bai have the impulse to shout and show his ambitions.

....

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The two armies fight against each other, bloody wind, trampling on foreign beasts, displacement, intrigue, and competing for interests.

After experiencing elegance and pride, a bloody scene suddenly appeared in Han Bai's mind. Some of them competed with each other, and the golden iron horse stained the battlefield.

There are many foreign beasts attacking, destroying homes, and suffering from human displacement.

What Han Bai can't stand most is that in the face of national disaster, foreign invasion. For the sake of interests, some people choose to protect themselves, while more people seek everything on the death, flesh and blood of their peers.

....

The flute stopped!

Han Bai's mind instantly pulled back from all kinds of emotions, opened his eyes, and saw a lonely back. Looking around, Han Bai found that he was in the unique manor in the forest.

"Do you know I'm coming?"

Looking at the back in front of him, the corners of Han Bai's mouth raised gently.

"Do you have any other choice?"

The figure turned around, which was the only descendant of the Beichen family, one of the four great families.

At this time, a graceful figure came out of the room. It was Beichen's jealous maid Confucian clothes, holding a food box in her hand and placing several plates of cold dishes and a pot of tea on the stone table in the yard.

"Sit down!"

Taking the lead in doing it at the stone table, Beichentian waved his hand with a blank expression on his face. The latter sat generously opposite side and looked at the three delicate dishes on the stone table. He couldn't help but envy Beichen's jealous life.

"This is spring bamboo before the rain. It tastes sweet and has the effect of clearing the spleen and benefiting the lungs. You often smoke, and eating more is always good for your body."

Han Bai smiled without saying whether it was possible. With his current physique, not to mention the toxins in the tobacco leaves, even if they eat it all year round, they can be lively, but it is always someone else's intention. Han Bai picked up his chopsticks and picked up a bamboo shoot and put it in his mouth to chew it gently. It tastes really good, at least better than the chef in the Huiyuan canteen. How much.

After pouring a cup of tea for Han Bai, Bei Chentian was jealous of himself after taking a bite of the sketch, put down the porcelain cup and rarely smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to wake up so quickly in my flute sound. It seems that in this trial at the bottom of Bliss Island, not only your strength has progressed rapidly, but also your mood has become much more mature than before."

With a dry laugh, Han Bai did not answer, but ate and drank by himself.

The relationship between Han Bai and Bei Chentian is very embarrassing. They are similar in age and are both outstanding among their peers. They are the closest people to each other. Generally speaking, they should be very close to each other. But unfortunately, Han Bai doesn't like this teenager who is not much older than himself, but he likes to pretend to be old at all. Beichentian is jealous or born with a cold and indifferent personality. Except for Fengxiao, everyone looks like a thousand miles away, which directly leads to the handover of their respective interests although they have some exchanges.

Previously, in the dormitory, he was just drinking and farting. Han Bai didn't really eat anything. He ate most of the dishes on the stone table and drank more than half of the pot of tea. Then he stopped his movements and said seriously, "You should know the purpose of my coming. Say, the conditions, and what I want to know."

"In fact, you don't have to care about the mosaic at all. The Buka family has now united with the Power Ruling Institute, the Sky Knights, and the three major alliance mercenary offices. If such a powerful force can't save the mosaic that is about to accept the holy light ruling, it will be in vain for you. And I would like to advise you that Salo, a mad priest, as far as I know, is very stubborn. The mosaic blasphemes the saint. Only by death can he resolve the hatred of the heresy judgment. For such a mortal and useless person, you might as well consider how to condense the thunder of the five elements and impact the hierarchy of the Holy Land.

Bang!

Han Bai patted the stone table heavily, with no expression on his face, but there was a cold light in his eyes. He said coldly, "Beichen is jealous. No matter who you are, please don't insult my friends in front of me."

When the words fell, Han Bai looked directly at Bei Chentian's jealousy for a long time. Seeing a contemptuous smile on the corners of his mouth, his fists were tightened and loosened. The coldness in his eyes disappeared and turned into a trace of melanchoness. After hesitating for a long time, he sighed, "If there is no Tiance Mansion behind you, I will capture you, even if I am not strong enough. , will also save you."

Beichentian was jealous of the porcelain cup he had just raised, and the tea inside trembled. He gently took a sip of tea and put it down. This time, Beichentian was not jealous of the mosaic. His tone was as cold as ever, "I also learned from Xin Ru about the whereabouts of the ruling scepter. According to the investigation, this sacred artifact should be Hidden in the dark parliament. As for the exact place, none of them have been found out, and the Tiance Mansion in my hand can't be found, but there should be someone in the world who knows it.

"Are you talking about the ghost?" Han Bai frowned and asked.

Beichentian nodded and was jealous and didn't say anything. He just picked up his chopsticks and picked up a bamboo shoot and chewed it gracefully.

"Okay, I see. Tell me what you want me to do this time."

Standing up, Han Bai took a long breath and looked directly at Bei Chentian's jealousy.

With a faint loneliness, Bei Chentian shook his head jealously and said, "Odeed it. When you have enough of the favor you owe me, I will naturally come back with this interest.

With a smile, Han Bai shrugged his shoulders and walked out of the door.

For a long time, when Han Bai's figure completely disappeared in the courtyard, an extremely firm voice wandered in the forest outside the courtyard for a long time.

"There is nothing in the heart. I, Han Bai, will kill him!"

....

Bei Chentian, who was full of inexplicable emotions, got jealous and returned to his bedroom. At this time, the maid Ruyi pushed the door and entered, adding two more sealed letters in her hand.

"Young master, there is urgent news from the Holy Emperor City and the strongholds of the Tianshi religion."

"Ret read!"

Tore open the sealed letter in his hand, and Ruyi took out two blank letter papers from it and laid them flat on the table in the bedroom. Then he took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and sprinkled the water inside evenly on the letter paper. After a while, strange symbols appeared on the blank paper.

These symbols are the secret words of Tiance Mansion. Confucian clothes read it carefully, and the expression on his face was obviously stagnant, but his tone was extremely calm. "The news from the Holy Emperor City, a girl who claimed to be Fang Wanqing appeared in the mercenary office and became a purple gold hunter."