"Giggles, this boy wants to go, have you asked the slave family" A burst of silver bell laughter came from behind, full of a charming smell. Meng Han was a scoundrel after hearing this, and he was at fault first, so he could only jump off the green bull again and turn around. I saw that the crowd next to the woman in blue automatically moved out of the way.

A woman wearing a pink light gauze dress, wearing a veil on her face and not being able to see her face clearly, a pair of watery eyes, looking at Meng Han full of smiles, graceful body, twisting the waist of the willow Xiaoman, step by step, coming towards Meng Han, "giggle" A series of silver bell laughter came from behind the veil. Meng Han only felt that he had entered a world full of peach blossoms, the breeze brought bursts of floral fragrance, and in the peach blossom forest in front of him, a woman was looking at herself with affection, and the petals falling from the sky were stained with hair and wet veils, adding a bit of touch.

In reality, the woman in blue looked warm and angry, looked at the woman in pink next to her, and shouted, "Zi Yan, have you made enough trouble, and this son has not offended you, why do you want to use your Zonghengjia's 'night charm' to make him ugly?"

The pink-clothed woman named Zi Yan was not angry after hearing this, and said with a smile, "Sister Meng Yao, don't be angry, Yan'er's move is also to see if this son is no different from an ordinary man, if he is a womanizer, what he just said must be false." My sister can just watch it with peace of mind." After Qingniu heard this, he broke out in a cold sweat, thinking that there was once a "son" in the "world" and said: Only women and villains are difficult to raise. "Menghan, you ask for more blessings, it's better for me to be a beautiful cow like a flower," Qingniu said without righteousness.

In the illusion, Meng Han looked at the woman in front of him, and there was a sense of danger in her. Under the woman's incredible gaze, Meng Han directly conjured up the sword of the square, a circle, a block representing the heaven and the earth, and the will of all obscene things appeared again in the sky. Meng Han stabbed with his sword without hesitation, and the phantom quickly rushed towards the woman with an indomitable momentum, and wherever the phantom went, the illusion was shattered like glass. Meng Han also came back to his senses, and found that he had just fallen into the illusion again, and he was afraid for a while.

Then he saw that his Fang Zheng Sword Phantom was about to hit the woman in pink, and he couldn't take it back. I had to shout "Girl, be careful". The woman looked solemn as if she hadn't heard Menghan's voice. A pair of Qianqianyu hands danced quickly, leaving pieces of phantoms in the air, and those phantoms fell with this delicate drink, and the pieces were automatically spliced together to form a huge phantom. This process is extremely short, with only a few breaths.

The phantom is very vague, vaguely an old man's appearance, it turns out that this is the 'technique' after the late stage of contemplation, the phantom of the founder who can conjure up his own exercises, as long as the founder is still in the world, he can use a trace of his 'thought' to perform his own 'technique', the higher the founder's cultivation, the greater the power of the 'thought' that can be borrowed under the same cultivation, this is the difference between the strength and weakness of the exercise.

Meng Han's Fang Zheng Sword Phantom approached the pink-clothed woman, and when he was about to hit, the vague old man's phantom instantly opened his eyes, and his mouth read: "Therefore: death, sorrow, poverty, suffering, abandonment, death, frustration, harm, torture, punishment, for yin, the end" Then he pointed to the Fang Zheng sword, and Meng Han saw the sword disappear inch by inch and turn into nothingness. Then the phantom of the old man slowly disappeared, and it was obvious that the woman's cultivation was only in the late stage of contemplation, and she could only support the imaginary moment.

Meng Han looked at the woman with a solemn face, he was so ruthless when he met for the first time, if he hadn't cut off the "love thread", then Meng Han wouldn't dare to imagine it, and he would definitely be full of ugliness. Although he could feel through the veil that the woman's face was pale now, Meng Han didn't have the slightest pity for Xiang Xiang and the jade, he didn't dare to be careless anymore, this time he gave him a lesson, he couldn't easily trust others, even women.

The surroundings were quiet, no one spoke, they were still silent in the collision just now, and their eyes looking at Meng Han were a little complicated. A gray-clothed disciple in the middle stage of concentrating can actually force the elder's personal disciple to this point, and he doesn't seem to have any damage in himself, if it weren't for the fact in front of him, who would believe it.

"This son, you better go quickly, it will be troublesome when the elder comes" The woman in blue was the first to speak, although she was also a little shocked by Menghan's strength, but there were too many such people in the academy, and she was not surprised.

"Oh, then retire first" Menghan really wanted to leave quickly, but later things changed, he really didn't want to cause trouble, so he called Qingniu to prepare to leave again.

"Giggles, has Sister Meng Yao taken a fancy to this son, and the slave family hasn't promised him to leave?" The woman in pink returned to her previous appearance, looking at the woman in blue with a smile, as if nothing had happened just now.

It turned out that the woman in blue was called Meng Yao, what a nice name, Meng Han thought so. But then he thought of his current situation, and he was a scoundrel again, looking at the woman in pink, he had to bow his head under the eaves, "I don't know how this girl can agree? Meng Han, just in case, didn't say it so deadly.

"Giggles, Childe said this, the slave family is so sad, is the slave family so stingy? It's really not my wish to stop the son, it's arranged by the family teacher" The woman looked at Meng Han with resentment in her eyes, and Meng Han's goosebumps rose when she saw it.

"Tsk, this little girl is born with a charming body, her words and deeds are full of charm, and she cultivates a vertical and horizontal one, and the water is a disaster" Qingniu sighed.

"I don't know what the commander commands" Meng Han listened to the discussion of the people next to him, the master of the woman in pink was an elder, and secretly sighed that he was unlucky.

"The mind of the family teacher, how can the slave family know? She is an old man, you can just ask her yourself, giggle" The woman in pink laughed with a flowery smile. What! Her master is here? Meng Han had a bad premonition.

What made Meng Han want to cry without tears was that the master of the woman in pink did not come, but the majestic voice of the dean came from the air: "Menghan, a gray-clothed disciple, violated the rules of the hospital and broke into the women's accommodation area and was discovered in public, and was specially punished for two years of hard labor here, and it will be executed immediately, and there shall be no objections."

When these words came out, the men in the whole hospital were stunned for a while, the opium was silent, and then all of them were shaken, all inquiring about the news of Menghan. The women around looked at Menghan's dull gaze with a smile on their faces. "Giggles" and a series of silver bell-like laughter sounded

In a small courtyard on the top of the mountain, at this moment, several old men were looking at the mirror in front of them with a smile on their faces, and even the serious dean was smiling.

"Second brother, how did you come up with this idea, it's really wonderful, fifth sister, don't you say?" Cheng Xuanzi exclaimed loudly.

"What the fourth brother said is that when Yan'er's girl usually fights with others, others let her, and this time it can be regarded as a lesson for her. However, Menghan's child is really like his mother," replied a middle-aged woman, and unlike the old man next to her, this woman not only did not age at all, but had a graceful and luxurious aura.

"Yes, Menghan, this child is really like his mother back then, after so many years, there is no news of her!" an old man looked at Menghan in the mirror with a doting face. If Meng Han heard this voice, he would definitely be shocked, this is Mr.'s