I don't know if it was an accident or deliberate, there was no situation between the six people in the same class who were originally named "Starlight", and as the strongest person in the squad and the only agile demon protector, Han Ling was assigned to the fourth class of the Min Department on a solo horse.

Go to a certain teaching room in a small building to retrieve his own books and classics, Han Ling stared at the wooden sign hanging at the door of the classroom and quickly found his own classroom, but secretly remembered the conclusion of his discussion with Zhao Qianyu yesterday, thinking that this kind of behavior that made the six people scattered was more intentional, and couldn't help but be a little more worried, standing silently at the door of the classroom, with twelve points of vigilance in his heart, taking a deep breath to calm his mind, ready to step over the high threshold.

Then he stopped at the high threshold and frowned slightly.

Because behind the door, there is a fierce sword intent hidden.

He frowned not because he felt this sword intent, but because this sword intent was quite powerful, but it almost never contained any murderous intent with a sinister meaning, and he was a newcomer, so he really couldn't think of anyone who would attack him for what reason.

However, regardless of the reason, this did not prevent him from attacking the enemy at the same time at the moment when the sword intent attacked.

Han Ling felt the sword intent that was not hidden in the slightest beforehand, so this sword was not a sneak attack for him.

The ghost sickle blocked the sword that sealed the throat, Han Ling looked at the pink-haired girl in front of him, looked at her slender eyes, looked at the power suit under her school robe that outlined a perfect figure, the few small flowers embroidered on the placket of the power suit, and the delicate white neck in the slightly open collar, and her voice trembled a little, I don't know if it was because she was too surprised.

"Reed Jade Heart?"

The girl put away her sword, untied the wine bag from her waist, drank two sips, and threw it to Han Ling with a smile and said, "Long time no see." ”

Han Ling wanted to directly throw the wine bag back to Wei Ming Yuxin, but found that Wei Ming Yuxin looked at him and said seriously: "After drinking my wine, you will be my friend in the future." ”

This sentence made Han Ling only smile bitterly, took a sip of wine, and was slightly stunned.

I never thought that after Wei Ming Yuxin was a Sword Saint, the current commander of the Peak Realm Demon Protector, a sword powerhouse in the quasi-Sword Saint Realm, was carrying only ordinary ale, Han Ling returned to his senses and handed the wine bag to the girl, and asked in a low voice: "Wouldn't it be too hasty to establish a friendship between you and me in this way?"

Wei Ming Yuxin didn't seem to care that Han Ling had just drunk his own drink, and just took another big sip of himself, "Although I don't know much about you as a person, I can read your sword, so I don't think I will make a wrong choice, and I also believe that you are not the one who will disappoint me." ”

He couldn't refuse to say this, and before Han Ling could answer, Wei Ming Yuxin had already hung the wine bag back on his waist and walked back to his seat by himself, patted the empty table next to him and said, "Sit here." ”

Generally speaking, even if the children of such famous families put down their identities and claim that everyone is equal and even study with the common people, they will still reveal some arrogance and nobility unconsciously, and what is worse is that these young ladies and young masters who are not familiar with the world want to make a look that is very sensitive to the suffering of the world, and have too much contact with this kind of noble lady, who knows what trouble will be caused?

If according to Han Ling's previous habits, this kind of person can naturally be as far away as possible, but Wei Ming Yuxin is completely different from those idiot ladies, so he didn't shirk it, he simply sat down with Wei Ming Yuxin, and asked casually: "It turns out that you are also a student of this academy?"

Wei Ming Yuxin nodded, spread his hands and replied: "When I go out to travel, there are always times when I want to rest, and I simply find a school on a whim that day, so that I can learn something, it will not be too hard, and the price is not too expensive, but it is just right." ”

"How long have you been here?" Han Ling asked in a low voice as he looked at the girl whose eyes lit up at the mention of the price.

"Four days," at this time, students continued to walk into the classroom, and Wei Ming Yuxin no longer spoke as loudly as before, but lowered his voice very low, as if he was whispering intimately with Han Lingzheng, "Let me tell you, the guys in this class may have something wrong with their brains, they actually want to be familiar with the battle between demon hunters through endorsement, can you believe it?"

Han Ling looked embarrassed when he heard Wei Ming Yuxin's words, and replied in a low voice: "Then do you know that the exam results of this academy are divided into two parts, both written and actual combat. ”

"Really?" Wei Mingyuxin exclaimed softly, then breathed a long sigh of relief and gently patted his plump chest, "It's okay, it's okay, I'll always get a perfect score in actual combat." ”

"That's," Han Ling smiled slightly, "How many people in this academy can defeat you?"

"Don't say that," Wei Ming Yuxin patted Han Ling on the shoulder, "At least you once defeated me, didn't you?"

Han Ling's expression was a little more embarrassed when he heard this, "Where, I'm ......" He paused slightly, as if he was organizing his language, "I have used some tricks with Zhao Qianyu, where can I be regarded as defeating you." ”

"Winning is winning, losing is losing, what's there to explain," Wei Ming Yuxin glanced at Han Ling strangely, as if she suddenly remembered something, and asked softly, "What about the rest of you Xingmang?"

"They?" Han Ling didn't seem to expect Wei Ming Yuxin to ask such a question, and shook his head with a smile, "They were assigned to other classes, so they should be preparing for class now, right?"

"That's good," Wei Mingyu was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "Although you are not in the same class, at least, you are still together." ”

Han Ling saw the sadness and loneliness hidden in Wei Mingyuxin's eyes, and just wanted to open his mouth to comfort something, but was gently beaten to the chest by Wei Mingyuxin's fist, "It's okay, it's okay, I always feel that this class is full of stupid nerds, and I don't like poetry and books since I was a child, so those guys can't communicate at all." I'm glad you're here, otherwise I don't know how I'm going to spend the next few years. ”

"All these years?" Han Ling asked confusedly.

"Haven't you heard an idiom?" said with a wink and a chuckle, "Life is like a year." “

"Ah...... Sneeze!" Han Ling pretended to sneeze in an exaggerated manner, then stretched out his index finger and rubbed his nose and said, "This joke is so funny." “

And when Wei Ming Yuxin stretched out his hand and pretended to fight, Han Ling suddenly remembered the earth-shattering sword in the arena, and Zhengse asked:

"By the way, what exactly is the sword you stabbed in the arena earlier?"

"How can you ask others what their tricks are when you come up......" Wei Ming Yuxin chuckled and shook his head, withdrew his hand and gently pulled the hair that was blocking his eyes behind his ears, "As for what that sword is, I can't say." ”

"Maybe it's a mood, or maybe it's a mood?"

"Is there a name?"

"Gift of liberation. ”

"Good name. Han Ling recalled the momentum of that sword, remembered that there seemed to be a god overlooking all living beings, and grieving for the sad fate of the world, compassion arose, and the transcendent meaning of giving liberation to all living beings, and couldn't help but admire.

There is actually nothing wrong with the topic of conversation between the two of them, but their voices are very small, and they look like old acquaintances, so there is no problem, and it has become a problem - if the eyes can kill, Han Ling will probably have died under the gaze of the boys in the class.

is completely different from Han Ling, everyone in the class doesn't know what Wei Ming Yuxin's original personality is, and they don't know at all that the fundamental reason why Wei Ming Yuxin is not close to him is that he thinks that he is a nerd who only knows how to read to death, in their hearts, Wei Ming Yuxin is a lonely and proud swordsman, and he is an unattainable existence.

However, such a cold goddess is whispering to a newcomer at this moment, and the content of the whisper does not know how sweet and beautiful it is, how can it not make people jealous?

"I seem to have pulled hatred for you. Wei Ming Yuxin secretly grimaced at Han Ling, but on the surface she was silent.

Han Ling spread his hands, saying that he was actually extremely innocent.

There was still a while before the class time, and several young people in their twenties in the back row of the classroom looked at each other, and got up and walked towards Han Ling together.

"I seem to be educated by these guys because of you. Han Ling poked Wei Mingyu's heart, crying and laughing.

"Come on," Wei Mingyu glanced at Han Ling, "If they can educate you, I'll give you a trick to swallow the knife." ”

"Swallowing knives?" Han Ling expressed confusion at this unheard of drama.

"I chewed my knife and ate it. Edina Yuxin patted the saber on his waist and explained.

"Then you are cheating on eating and drinking?" Han Ling glanced at Wei Mingyu's heart and stood up, looking at the people around him with a little vigilance, the dead mist in his hand slightly condensed, and it seemed that it would turn into a sharp blade that was enough to cut gold and jade in the next moment.

The people who came over were not tall, and their muscles were not so exaggerated, but they looked very well-proportioned, and they showed great strength in their gestures, and they were obviously not just some people talking on paper as Wei Ming Yuxin said.

Han Ling looked at these guys who leaned over from all around, and asked quietly, "Is there something wrong with you?"

The closest to Han Ling was a young man, he was about 1.8 meters tall, his eyes were shining, and he asked in a loud voice, "Classmate, are you new here?

Han Ling was stunned for a moment, thinking that these people were here to find fault and were even ready to do it, who knew that he actually asked such a question, so he replied seriously, "Yes, I just came to the academy yesterday, and my name is Han Ling." ”

The young man patted Han Ling on the shoulder and said seriously, "I'm Jerry, and every class has rules, so you have to abide by the class rules in the future, you know?"

Han Ling didn't push away Jerry's palm, just looked into his eyes indifferently, and asked softly, "What class rules?"

Jerry snorted, pointed his thumb to his chest and replied, "I'm the boss of this class, and the rules of this class are naturally the rules I set, for example," he patted Han Ling on the shoulder again, and the force was obviously much greater than just now, "This beautiful young lady can't sit next to anyone." ”

Han Ling frowned and looked at Wei Ming Yuxin, who turned his head and looked at the picturesque window like paper and white walls, as if there was suddenly some beautiful scenery outside the window to enjoy.

Well, even Han Ling had to admit that the scenery of this academy was indeed beautiful even if he looked at it with an extremely critical eye, but now did not seem to be the time to look at the scenery.

To be honest, Han Ling didn't expect to be found fault with such a big thing, he felt that the guy named Jerry in front of him was more like looking for a way to attack himself as a freshman, and give himself a look.

He doesn't like to cause trouble but is not afraid of it, but in this way, he was used as a shield by Wei Ming Yuxin, and he always felt a little dissatisfied.

Wei Mingyu looked out the window clearly, but he was already whistling happily, which made Han Ling even more dissatisfied.

Forget it, Han Ling sighed lightly and said to himself silently.

After all, it's all your wine, aren't they?

"What's the boss in the class?" Han Ling asked suspiciously, pretending to be very curious.

"Don't you understand this?" the boy next to Jerry couldn't help it, "The boss is the strongest person in the class." ”

"Oh. Han Ling nodded with a surprised expression, but the next moment, Jerry flew out like a ball, smashing over several sets of tables and chairs, and didn't stop rolling until he hit the wall, and he couldn't get up for the time being.

Anyone with some intelligence could think that it was Han Ling's move, but no one knew what he did, just like no one could see how he moved.

The others had just reacted and wanted to make a move, when Han Ling coldly looked at them for a moment.

It was a cold and murderous aura, a temperament that the flowers in the greenhouse could not have, and those people wanted to attack in groups, but after hesitating for a moment, they finally put their hands down.

Han Ling shook his head, he was actually not afraid of being besieged by these few people - if the bosses of this class only had this kind of strength, then these people were even less likely to be a threat to themselves, and since those people didn't dare to take the initiative, it wouldn't be interesting for him to make another move against these ordinary students.

Without uttering any sarcastic words, he didn't even look at the men again and returned to his seat.

It's like these people don't exist.

Wei Ming Yuxin seemed to have seen enough of the scenery, turned her head to look at Han Ling, secretly gave her thumbs up, and blinked her right eye, "Well done." ”

Han Ling smiled bitterly, "It's good now, wait a minute, they will all know that I fought with other men for you, this stalk, they can play for at least a year," he shook his head and continued, "Say, use me as a shield, you have to give me something good, right?"

"I'll invite you to dinner. ”

"You think I didn't know that most of the cafeteria meals were free?"

"Then what do you want?" Reeda Yuxin was named, and her cheeks were a little red and hot.

"Techniques for Gifted Liberation. "Han Ling's request was categorical.

"Do you believe it, old lady, I'll send you liberation first?" Wei Mingyu's heart was also direct and decisive, thinking about the tragic experience of Jay Lei just now, thinking about Han Ling after all, he helped him solve a trouble, and then thinking that after all, he took the initiative to pit the friend he just made, he couldn't help but hesitate again, and finally said: "I can only tell you, I told you just now, this sword is more like a state of mind, whether you can comprehend it or not depends on yourself." ”

"Good. Han Ling showed a satisfied smile on his face, and this smile made Wei Mingyuxin feel a little uncomfortable, and for a while he didn't know whether he was a pit or a pit person, and he was silent for a moment but didn't know what to say, so he had to change the topic and say:

"By the way, why are you so skilled? How many times have you fallen like this?"

"That ......" Han Ling hesitated for a moment this time before he explained, "You know Zhao Qianyu, it's the guy from our team's intelligence department, the guy who is a little fat. “

"Uh... Elemental Breather?" Reed thought for a moment and asked uncertainly, "You said before that this person made a battle plan with you. “

"Well, that's right, it's him, and I'm the one who practiced with him. Han Ling spread his hands again, "If it were him, I guess he would have gotten up a long time ago, and he would have come over like nothing had happened and continue to talk cheaply." ”

For the first time, Wei Ming Yuxin felt speechless, and said that the body of a good intelligence demon protector is fragile? How do you feel quite tough? Is this a special exercise? Or is this kind of behavior of being beaten because of your mouth being cheap is a way to exercise your ability to resist blows?

Could it be that the physical technique practiced by this intellectual demon master is the legendary long-lost fat reduction method?

When Han Ling continued to chat with Wei Ming Yuxin, a young girl appeared at the door at some point.

The girl's figure is extremely petite, her skin is white as if she has been watered with milk, the jet-black trench coat she wears sets off the white that is revealed to be more attractive, her long purple hair is like a waterfall falling down to her waist, her eyes are shining like amethysts, her face is as delicate as an angel, her trench coat is extremely long, the sleeves even completely cover her hands, then this wide trench coat naturally completely wraps her figure, but for some reason, Han Ling seems to be able to see the slender waist that is hidden, the seductive arc outlined by the plump buttocks, and the wonderful legs。

"Hey, hey, come back to your soul. Wei Ming Yuxin's hand shook in front of Han Ling, but the smile in his voice couldn't be hidden, "What's the matter?"

The girl at the door didn't seem to see the messy tables and chairs around her, the man who fell to the ground not far away, and the few men surrounding Han Ling, she just walked straight to Han Ling, her voice was as crisp and pleasant as a silver bell, "Classmate, please ask, is there anyone in the seat next to you?"

Han Ling shook his head, so the girl didn't say anything again, but sat directly next to Han Ling.

In that moment, Han Ling's gaze increased from lethal to a terrifying level that would make him die with neither a whole body nor a place to be buried.