Although Ling Xiao had vaguely understood in his heart that Zhu Si was telling his own story, when he really said that the child who survived the catastrophe was himself, Ling Xiao couldn't help but exclaim. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Dean, you.."

Zhu Si gently touched Ling Xiao's head and said with a smile: "It's okay, good boy, the matter has passed, and the teacher also told me at that time that the deceased is gone, and being alive is the greatest happiness." And after so many years, I have seen it a long time ago. It's just that when I think of my parents who died tragically, I can't control my feelings. ”

Zhu Si moved his gaze to the long box on the table, and his mind seemed to go back to more than sixty years ago.

Back then, that temple was born, attracting almost all the powerhouses on this continent. With the combined efforts of those strong men, they finally tore a hole in the temple's defenses. However, people are selfish, and after entering the temple, the person who was originally still a cooperative relationship instantly attacked the people around him, because in this way he could reduce one competitor. At that time, many strong people were killed by the people around them by surprise.

Of course, I didn't enter the temple at the time, and all this was later told to me by the teacher when he handed it to me.

As he spoke, Zhu Si used his mouth to nu the long box on the table, this thing can be called chicken ribs for people who are not in the light department. When all the strong people entered the temple, they found that there was no inheritance of gods in the temple, only a tall statue and a set of full-body armor. Everyone was slightly disappointed at the time. You must know that the gods have disappeared from the continent for nearly 10,000 years, and all the strong people do not want to get the inheritance of the gods and become the supreme gods and gain endless life and power. It's a pity that the inheritance of God is so easy to obtain.

After knowing that there was no hope of inheritance, everyone started to think about that armor again. Although they had already learned from the information left in the temple that this armor was the battle armor of Michael, the guardian angel of the god of light in the divine realm, it could not be used without the light attribute. But an artifact is an artifact after all, and no one wants to give it up for the other benefits it may bring. And just like that, a big war began.

"And then?" Ling Xiao asked.

My teacher didn't tell me what happened later. It's just that since then, the armor of Michael, the guardian angel of the God of Light, has been divided into many parts, and since then it has been scattered to various places on the continent, and no one can collect it all.

Sighing softly, Zhu Si took the box on the table in his hand, handed it to Ling Xiao, and said, "When my teacher was traveling the world, he gave it to me, saying that it was the last gift for me. It's just that I am stupid and have failed to live up to the teacher's love, and I have not been recognized by it for so many years. It wasn't until I met you that I believed that maybe there was a providence in the dark. In my opinion, maybe only you, who have the tenth-order attribute of innate light, are eligible to be recognized by it. ”

As he spoke, Zhu Si gently handed the box to Ling Xiao. "Let's open it and take a look."

Listening to Zhu Si's words, Ling Xiao couldn't help but wonder what this thing that could cause so many people on the mainland to compete for what it looked like. Moreover, he always felt that every time he looked at the box, a desire arose in his heart, a desire to hold it in his hand.

He shook his head and shook off the thoughts in his heart. Ling Xiao looked at Zhu Si, and with Zhu Si's encouragement, he gently opened the box in front of him.

There was no light, no strange space, just a small crystal scepter, lying quietly at the bottom of the box.

Raising his head, Ling Xiao looked at Zhu Si suspiciously. With Zhu Si's encouragement, he gently took out the crystal scepter from the box.

There is nothing special about the scepter, but it doesn't have the slightest weight in the hand, just like air. On the top of the scepter's head, a total of nine crystals with a faint golden glow surrounded the largest purple-gold nine-colored crystal in the center. On top of the scepter, nine golden threads intertwined, converging into a special symbol, adding a mysterious color to the entire scepter.

Ling Xiao had seen from the book that all the magic ornaments on the Slant Continent needed to be recognized by blood, but he didn't know about this artifact...

Zhu Si, who was on the side, saw the thoughts in Ling Xiao's heart, and said to him: "Even if you drip blood and recognize the Lord, the artifact has a spirit, if it is willing to recognize you as the Lord, you can naturally feel it." If it doesn't want to admit you as Lord, it won't react in the slightest if you force it. ”

"Dean Rong, have you tried it before?" As if remembering something, Ling Xiao asked Zhu Si.

A look of embarrassment appeared on Zhu Si's face, "Well, back then, I was conceited that I could get its approval, but unfortunately, although I had dripped my own blood on it, it didn't react in the slightest. Originally, I thought that as long as I could keep nourishing it with my own magic power, it would one day recognize me as the master, but I was too whimsical, an artifact, after all, an artifact. A soft sigh came out, "Perhaps, only the power of the light system can be recognized by it." ”

Listening to Zhu Si's words, Ling Xiao shifted his gaze back to the scepter, and for some reason, a kind feeling rose from the bottom of his heart, as if this was originally his thing.

Looking at his fat and tender right hand, Ling Xiao resolutely swiped it with his left hand, and a trace of blood dripped down his fingertips onto the crystal scepter.

Drip, drip, drip, a look of disappointment appeared on Zhu Si's face as the tenth crisp sound came from the scepter. Normally, a drop of blood is enough to recognize the Lord, and even if it is an artifact, it will not drip ten drops of blood without the slightest reaction. Up to now, it seems that it can only be explained that the artifact does not intend to recognize Ling Xiao as the master.

Just as Zhu Si was about to interrupt Ling Xiao, a brilliant purple-gold light shot out from the purple-gold gem at the top of the scepter, and shot into Ling Xiao's bleeding wound at a speed that could not be stopped.

Could it be that there is a play? Seeing this scene, Zhu Si didn't dare to interrupt Ling Xiao anymore.

With that ray of light entering Ling Xiao's wound, a stream of blood splattered out from the wound, and the splattered blood all flowed down an invisible channel into the nine crystal stones on the scepter, and the crystal stones that had not changed for a long time also underwent unexpected changes at this moment.

Among the nine purple gold crystal stones at the top of the scepter, each crystal stone bloomed with a purple-gold light at this moment, shooting into the largest crystal stone at the top from eight directions. In a moment, a special pattern spread out from the largest crystal stone, covering the entire scepter in an instant.

The textured scepter was completely different from the scepter it had just been, as if it had a mind of its own, yes, a mind. Ling Xiao looked at the scepter that had become demonic, and an instinctive thought drove him to leave this place quickly. It's just that when Ling Xiao wanted to leave. But he found that his feet were covered by the lines on the scepter at some point, and no matter how hard he tried, his feet could not move in the slightest.

Just when Ling Xiao wanted to shout loudly to ask Zhu Si for help, the scepter that was originally placed on the table suddenly moved, it flew up from the table quickly, pointed its head at Ling Xiao's forehead with the tip of the jewel, and then shot hard in Ling Xiao's wide eyes.

The sky was bright and cloudless. However, it was under such a clear sky full of songs and laughter, in the office of the headmaster of the Royal Junior Magic Academy in the Eastern Ai Kingdom of Slante Continent, a pig-killing shout exploded like a thunderbolt in the entire Royal Junior Magic Academy. And the initiator is Ling Xiao, who has just received his own reward from the principal. Ink.

As if hearing her brother's shout, Mu Wan'er, who was watching the game in the academy's sports field, looked at the mountain behind the academy suspiciously. There, there seems to be a special kind of fluctuation, slowly diffuse.

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