The night wind blows.

The moon spreads to the river.

Su Jingxing, who was flying in the air, crossed most of Qinghe City and arrived at Xuantian University.

As a result, when I entered the campus, I found that there was no one.

All the teachers and students of Xuantian University were transferred away.

If you think about it carefully, you can understand it.

Four ancient books are hidden in Xuantian University. If this problem is not solved, Xuantian University will be in peace for a day.

Not all fourth-grade warriors have mild character.

In Su Jingxing's opinion, the action of clearing the campus is very correct.

Flying slowly in the air, pinching the point, Su Jingxing flew into the auditorium on the top floor of Tianshui Building.

The rest of the campus is dark and silent.

Only Tianshui Tower is brightly lit.

The top floor auditorium has all the windows open.

Like Su Jingxing, there are many people who enter the auditorium directly from the window.

These people are either the fourth grade or the fifth grade.

Standing against the wall of the window, he scanned the audience, but most of them didn't recognize him.

Of course, Su Jingxing, wearing a cloak and a mask, was also stared up and down by others.

Although some of the masters who arrived at the auditorium were wearing cloaks or masks like Su Jingxing, most of them showed their fronts.

For this reason, whenever a person who conceals his face enters the auditorium, he will receive a wave of glances.

Su Jingxing took it calmly.

Among these people, he saw many acquaintances.

For example, a young man who can transform into a golden man is even though the other person is wearing sunglasses.

For example, Lu Chen from Ci'en Bank sat in the corner with a cold-tempered helper.

Needless to say, Qi Xinjue, Zhao Zhongyi and the others.

The first Yan Yuanfeng to call him to come, Su Jingxing also found him and sat with a middle-aged man with half-length hair.

When he came here before, Su Jingxing sent him a message telling him not to wait at the gate of the first floor.

So, now I saw Yan Yuanfeng sitting in the auditorium without any surprises.

What really surprised Su Jingxing was that Li Lilou was sitting with Xu Tailong!

The two of them led their own teams, but they didn't fight and started to make a fuss.

Su Jingxing, who knows the inside story, looks weird no matter how he looks at it.

Could it be that the Li family helped Xu Tailong find the murderer who killed Tian Huaichao?

Thinking of the murderer, Su Jingxing looked up and glanced at the audience again, looking for He Lie Ren, who had a higher cultivation level than Li Linzhou, who could use kitchen knife spirit weapons to display more than a dozen true qi incarnations.

Although He Lieren did not show his face at that time, Su Jingxing remembered the breath on his body.

At this moment, I sensed the audience and looked around, but I didn't notice it.

"Didn't he come?"

Su Jingxing didn't believe that the He family would not come to this party tonight.

It is related to the "Qin King's Mausoleum". Even if the He family has been passed down for four hundred years and has not been in it, they will still be moved.

"Swish~!"

As we continued to sense, a strong wind flew quickly into the auditorium from the window beside us.

Su Jingxing noticed the familiar aura as soon as possible.

Looking up, it was He Lieren who was forced to retreat that night by him with "thunder".

This guy, as always, wrapped in black cloth from head to toe.

Like Su Jingxing, he did not find a seat to sit down, but leaned against the wall of the window and was silent.

"So it's late."

Su Jingxing glanced at He Lieren and withdrew his gaze.

The fourth level of realm is very sensitive, and you will notice it if you are stared at it for a while.

Su Jingxing is here tonight to watch the fun, not to cause trouble for the He family, so he will naturally not disturb the other party.

Just at this moment, the president of the Qinghe Branch of Xuantian University, Ma Shifeng, strode to the rostrum in a strong outfit.

He was only at the fifth level, but he was not panicked when facing the gaze of a group of fourth-level and fifth-level warriors.

He calmly clicked on a document on the computer screen, and the voice of true energy blessed him, "Good evening everyone, I am the principal of our school, Ma Shifeng."

"I think everyone's purpose of coming here tonight is the same. They know each other well, so I won't say it."

"Before starting tonight's theme, I'll bother you for a few minutes. Please take a look at the four ancient books that have been named and the rental records in our school for four hundred years."

As he said that, the projection screen behind him lit up, and a detailed book rental record began to be displayed.

First, "The First See of the Spirit Soldier", which was recorded from four hundred years ago to two hundred years ago.

Finally, the two big words "lost" are displayed, causing a commotion in the entire auditorium.

Next is "The First Knowledge of Elixirs", which was recorded from four hundred years ago until seventy years ago, and was borrowed by a man named "Gu Huanxi". Finally, the two big words "not returned" were displayed, which caused a commotion in the entire auditorium.

Then there is "The First Explanation of Formation", which was recorded from four hundred years ago until last month, but the last word "lost" was still displayed.

"Principal Ma, are you playing tricks on us?"

A rough voice suddenly rang without waiting for the recording to be played.

"It's okay to say the first two books. "The First Explanation of Formation" was clearly recorded last month, but you told us that we were also 'lost'? Do you think we are fools?"

"Yes, Principal Ma, we have given you all your face. We were invited to gather here tonight. But you can't just treat us like monkeys because of this."

"The First Explanation of Formation" was just 'lost' last month. Was the First Learning of True Qi also 'lost' last night?"

“…”

Voices of anger, sneer, or contempt kept ringing.

An invisible momentum spread in the auditorium, impacting each other.

On the rostrum, Ma Shifeng's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly reached out to comfort him.

However, before he could speak, Han Zong, the dean of the Martial Arts School of Xuantian University, stood up first, faced everyone, and shouted angrily, "What are you doing? What are you doing? Want to cause trouble? Tell you, Xuantian doesn't owe any of you! The reason why I invited you tonight was just to expose the conspirator who was hiding behind the scenes and stirring up the wind and rain!"

"I don't believe his purpose of revealing the 'Qin King's Mausoleum', no one can guess."

"The disaster water is also to mobilize the water even more!"

"You don't think about it. If four ancient books had been in our Xuantian for a long time, would we not be able to read the "Qin King's Mausoleum"?"

silence.

Han Zong's relentless scolding lifted up all the gauze clothes on everyone's surface.

No more cover up!

Everyone is for the "King of Qin", and no one is more noble than anyone else.

If that's the case, it's better to open it completely.

"I'm not afraid to tell you that "The First Explanation of Formation" was stolen. Before, three groups of people broke into the top floor of our library and stole landscape pictures. Even "The First Explanation of Formation" was gone. We didn't see the true face of that person, we only knew that he was a fourth-grade master."

"As for "True Qi Beginners", it is honored that we have been saving it, and it is also our goal to crack tonight."

As he said that, Liang Yiqing, who was standing in the corner, waved his hand.

The latter held a square wooden box and strode to the rostrum.

"Everyone, this is "The Beginner of True Qi", because it is blessed with special... special..."

After that, Liang Yiqing came to an abrupt end.

His eyes opened, and he stared at the open wooden box.

The box is empty.

The original "True Qi Beginner"... disappeared!
Chapter completed!