Su Mengmeng, who was talking about good things, stepped on the class bell and entered the classroom, and this class happened to be a Chinese class, and in class, everyone found out that the Chinese teacher was breezy and always glanced at Su Mengmeng's direction from time to time, as if she had something to say.

When the bell rang for the end of class, many students looked at them as if they were watching the excitement.

"Mengmeng, you come out for a while. Qingfeng was silent for a moment and spoke.

Su Mengmeng was stunned for a moment, and then walked out.

"Mengmeng, I ......" Qingfeng was just about to grab Su Mengmeng's hand, but was immediately interrupted by Nangong Yitian, who had been in ambush in secret.

"Mengmeng, you go back, I'll meet him!" Nangong Yitian didn't even look at Su Mengmeng, his eyes stared at Qingfeng tightly.

Su Mengmeng pulled Nangong Yitian's sleeve and said, "Let him say it!"

Qingfeng didn't look at Nangong Yitian, looked at Su Mengmeng with complicated eyes and said, "Mengmeng, you ...... Where did you get that sword?"

After listening to this, Nangong Yitian didn't say a word, and directly pushed Su Mengmeng into the classroom, looked at her and said seriously: "You give me a good seat to sit back in the seat." ”

Su Mengmeng pursed her lips and muttered in a low voice: "Really, you don't let me listen to it every time." "In fact, many people have asked her where she got her sword, but every time she is broken up by the master under various excuses, it is just a sword, as for such a mysterious and mysterious thing!

What Su Mengmeng didn't know was that her sword was not an ordinary sword, her sword could be said to be of great significance.

Nangong Yitian looked at Qingfeng who looked unkind and said, "You come with me." With that, he turned around and left.

Qingfeng thought for a moment, raised his heel, and now he had a lot of doubts in his heart that needed to be solved one by one.

The two came to a large tree behind the school building.

"I know that your identity must be extraordinary, and it may even be an ancient power, but I hope you don't ask the question just now, otherwise, even if the jade is burned, I will have to pay the price. Nangong Yitian looked at him with murderous intent.

That sword is Su Mengmeng's companion sword, a large part of Su Mengmeng's spiritual power source is from the spiritual power in the sword, if the sword is destroyed, or taken away, Su Mengmeng will be seriously injured, become an ordinary person, or die, so everyone in their division tries their best to keep this secret, but Su Mengmeng doesn't know! If he knew, he might not take it out casually.

knew that Nangong Yitian was really good for Su Mengmeng, so Qingfeng was rarely angry: "I just think she is like an old friend of mine, and that person also has an identical sword." ”

Nangong Yitian was stunned for a second: "Don't use the excuse of the old man, I think you are plotting against my little junior sister's sword." ”

Qingfeng sneered, suddenly leaned forward, leaned into his ear and whispered, "I did plot against it, but not against the broken copper, but against its owner." With that, he left with a smile.

Nangong Yitian looked at his back, his two hands were clenched into fists, and there was no expression on his face, but his eyes did make people feel very cold and had a strong killing intent.

The smile on Qingfeng's face, who turned to leave, disappeared, and one hand was habitually behind his back, looking at the direction of the classroom of the ninth class of the second year of high school: "Mengmeng, what happened to you back then......