Songming was bound by the vines and couldn't move, only stared down at this shameful way of binding, shook his head and smiled:

"This method can't kill me, the last time I tried to kill me and Ye Lan Meimei in this way, if someone hadn't left their hands, the graves of those two guys would have been hazy......"

Pu Huanzi's eyebrows sank, the corners of his eyes moved, and he suddenly drew his sword in an instant, slashing at Song Ming's neck. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The two guys in Songming's sentence refer to Li Pang and Li Shou, who framed Songming and Ye Lan in the mountain climbing trial of the samurai academy entrance exam, twenty or thirty years have passed, and I don't know how these two people are doing......

No, no, now is not the time to think about that.

A flickering blade of cold light slashed at him in an instant.

Song Ming shook his head helplessly, and was about to turn his head, when he suddenly heard a "whoosh" in his ear, and another sword flew in, blocking Pu Huanzi's sword slash with a sonorous sound.

Pu Huanzi was stunned, glanced at the comer, and had to put the sword back into its sheath, the hatred in his heart was unsettled, but he had to be calm.

The two of them descended with their swords.

One of them is a thin middle-aged man, with an eyepatch on his left eye, his face is a little pretended kind, wearing a tight purple coat, with medium-length hair draped over his shoulders, quite a bit modern, it is the elder of the Foreign Affairs Hall, Pu Huanzi and Pu Feili's own uncle-

Pu Yu.

Another middle-aged man wearing a purple coat, with an ordinary appearance and an elegant face, was the new dean of the Samurai Academy who had just taken out his sword to stop Pu Huanzi.

Qi Ming.

Song Ming also glanced at the two of them, and only sighed:

"I just want to come and see my friend, is it necessary for the Dean to meet him in person?"

Song Ming dragged out the word "busy" and emphasized the reminder, which meant that Qi Ming often ignored the affairs of the hospital and played games with Mario.

Although Qi Ming's face tightened slightly, he quickly regained his composure and elegance:

"Even Mario is preparing the Seven Samurai, do I still have that spare time?"

Song Ming was slightly startled and shook his head silently.

Pu Yu's complexion was a little black and green:

"Song Ming, the old man really didn't expect that you would still be able to come out of Jupiter alive, three years ago you once abolished Qi Yu, one of the pillars of the sect, and now you have injured your little nephew, so many people are present today, do you still want to leave alive?"

Song Ming's eyes were stunned, and his face was bewildered:

"I'm sorry, who are you?"

Song Ming is not pretending to be forced this time, but true feelings, he had seen Pu Yu once at the closing ceremony of the samurai academy recruitment, but that was nearly thirty years ago, he still had some impressions of this old face, but unfortunately he was not so sure whether this face represented Zhang San or Li Si.

Pu Yu's old face sank, and he leaned towards the hilt of the sword at his waist:

"Look for death!"

Just as he was about to draw his sword, he was stopped by Qi Ming's light hand.

Qi Ming's face was elegant, and his voice was respectful:

"Senior brother is angry, let's leave the matter of killing him to the Royal Seven Samurai."

Pu Yu was stunned:

"What, it is also necessary for such robots to participate in the Seven Samurai? I didn't know he was going to help with the plan. ”

Qi Ming smiled mysteriously:

"The show is always good until the end, let's go."

Qi Ming waved his light arm, and a long sword appeared on the sole of his foot, and then he made a salutation to Pu Yu first.

Pu Yu had no choice but to get up and leave first.

Qi Ming raised his sword and left with him.

Although Pu Feili and Pu Huanzi were angry, they were also hindered by the presence of their elders, so they had to follow the two of them.

I saw Pu Huanzi slowly rising into the air, looking back at the corner of his eyes, and said with a cold smile:

"The next time I meet you, I'll give you a luxurious funeral."

Song Ming gently tore the vines on his body, shook his head helplessly, and asked in a daze:

"Who is this?"

Compared with Pu Yu, Song Ming is more unfamiliar with Pu Huanzi, and he doesn't know what these people want to do at all.

At this time-

Song Dabao and Zhao Xiaochuan pounced on Song Ming, Shi Yun also ignored the wounds on his body, hugged Song Ming from behind, the three of them had red eyes, moved, surprised, excited, and all kinds of past experiences came to their minds one by one at this moment:

"Great, you kid is still alive!!"

Song Ming was almost not squeezed into a meatloaf, and his face was embarrassed and funny:

"Uh...... Don't do that, a lot of people are watching. ”

Then the four of them left the Valley of the Wind together, first went to the Medicine Pavilion, and after briefly bandaging Shi Yun's wounds, the four of them went to the Qianjin Baiwei Pavilion to rub them again, reliving the feeling of the year, until they were drunk one by one, and then returned to the 421 dormitory.

Although there have been new students joining in the Merry Channel, no one dares to use the retreat seats of Song Ming and Ye Lan in the 421 dormitory, so 421 has always been lived by Song Dabao and Zhao Xiaochuan, during which only Shi Yun occasionally came over to play cards with the two all night.

At this moment-

The four of them were full of food and drink, drunk and confused, and lay down on the meditation mat one by one.

It was early autumn, the night was mild, and the breeze was coming......

Scenes of the past floated to Songming's mind.

Falling from the sky and smashing the 421 dormitory, Song and Zhao asked to repair the dormitory, drove a small plane to Qianjin Baiwei Pavilion for dinner, the first lesson, taught Song and Zhao to play the landlord, dream test, peeked at Ye Lan taking a bath, crazy practice of martial arts Tiandao blood nine styles, ten martial arts, prison escape career, until finally escaped from the samurai academy with Yuan Ai......

The past is clearly like a picture, floating in front of Songming's eyes.

After that, Song Dabao, Zhao Xiaochuan and Shi Yun began to tell Song Ming interesting stories about Song Ming in prison and after leaving the samurai academy, such as Ye Lan's escape from marriage, and the brilliance of Merry Dao for a certain period of time......

And Song Ming told the three of them about his pirate career, and the three of them listened with relish and their intuition was magical.

I can't help but ask:

"Is what you said true...... Is the solar system really in a super-large space ring? ”

"Did you really meet the lion's head? Can a lion's head really generate electricity? Not only can it generate electricity, but it can also burst into storage? ”

"Little junior brother, it's your world now, we're old and too weak, you must leave the solar system, conquer the stars and seas, and come back to tell us your story when the time comes, no, no, it's best to write it down, I really hope we can live at that time!"

Song Ming lay on the retreat mat, letting the evening breeze blow the ends of his hair:

"Absolutely."

……

Early the next morning, Song Ming quietly left the 421 dormitory while Song Dabao and the three of them were still asleep.

He followed the mountain road upward, through the bamboo forest and the morning mist, and walked towards the library pavilion.

This is a wooden three-storey attic, the attic looks a little stormy, only the three big characters on the plaque "Library Pavilion" are strong and powerful, it seems to be extremely spiritual, as if the spine of the attic is straightened.

Twenty-five or six years have passed since the last time Song Ming visited the library at night.

The past came to mind, and Song Ming couldn't help but sigh:

"Time flies so fast, I don't know if Professor Zhou is still here......"

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