In the distant floating giant city of Kyoto, eight large arrays flickered frequently, and a large number of soldiers emerged from each flash. These soldiers were very well armed, whether they were archers or sword and axe men, they were all dressed in dark gold armor, and their blood was strong and rose to the sky. The sun obscured the sky over Kyoto, and when they looked up, they were blood-red, and they waited quietly for something. In front of the soldiers of the eight large arrays, there is a person wearing purple and gold armor, these people can't feel a trace of blood on their bodies, they seem to be very ordinary, their right arms are engraved with the word "emperor", if you look carefully, the soldiers in the rear look at these people are all showing fanatical worship.

At this time, Kyoto has lost its former hustle and bustle, the doors of the city's merchants are closed, there is not a single pedestrian on the street, except for the occasional breeze blowing, there is no sound. In the distance, the palace gate was closed, and the city wall was full of soldiers standing in battle, dressed in golden armor, with serious faces, and a solemn aura of slaughter. Suddenly, a pillar of light rose up in the center of the palace, and this pillar of light emitted bursts of ripples, slowly spreading to all sides, and in a short time it dispersed the blood in the sky. The light gradually dissipated, revealing its true face. It was a giant sword that emitted a dazzling golden light in the sunlight.

Seeing this, the eight people in purple and gold armor shouted "get up" in an extremely tacit understanding, and the many soldiers behind them shouted "get up" in unison after hearing this. Then I saw these soldiers suspended in the air and constantly moved, and after a while, they quieted down again, and if you look at the net, you will find eight dark gold six-clawed dragons appearing in the air, and eight people in purple and gold armor, holding spears in their hands, seem to be standing on top of the dragon's head.

A huge phantom suddenly appeared above the palace, wearing a dragon robe, don't walk up at will, grab the giant sword, the giant sword light is once again great, those lights seem to have spirituality, turning into pieces of golden light from the air to the eight dark gold dragons, the dark gold dragon is like a golden scale armor, into eight golden dragons. The man waved his sword and pointed at a mansion, which became conspicuous, and the figure was full of majesty, "Wait, Fufa". The eight golden dragons shouted in unison, and the rolling sound waves came from all directions, and the momentum was amazing.

A loud laugh came from the mansion, but it was not visible: "Haha, my dear brother, can you finally take it back?" but don't worry, your biggest baby, I will find someone to take good care of him."

The phantom seemed unmoved, and the indifferent voice came again, "Curse the evil!" Then, eight golden dragons surrounded the mansion from the eight directions.

In the Western Regions, the huge wordless stone tablet once again had blood characters appearing. The old woman under the stele suddenly opened her eyes, looked at the three blood words "Dongfang Chao", sealed her hands, and then closed her eyes again.

In a huge temple in the Western Regions, the incense is at its peak, many monks chant aloud, and suddenly the golden Buddha statue above flashes with golden light, and spits out six golden colors "Om", "Ma", "Ma", "Horn", "Mi" and "Huh". The monks and wooden fish broke off in unison, and the monk with an old face at the top opened his cloudy eyes and said hoarsely, "The door of the six reincarnations in the East has been opened, so you can go and find the 'Elysium'." After saying that, from time to time, a monk got up and rode a strange beast to the east.

At the border of the Dahua Dynasty, the united armies of Xirong, Nanban, Beihu, and Dongyi, which had been quiet for many years, suddenly attacked, and the smoke was everywhere, and the blood was soaring. The border defense line was torn open one after another, and from time to time some people from other lands took advantage of the opportunity to enter. Within Dahua, dark waves surged, rebel factions sprung up in various places, and a wave of turmoil that swept the entire Dahua began.

In the academy, Zhuge Fuming played "Plum Blossom Three Alleys", Meng Han listened quietly with his eyes closed, he followed the sound of the piano into the story of Zhuge Fuming, listening to him tell his own story, Meng Han was infatuated by Zhuge Fuming. Draw a desolate flower, capture a period of time, meet in the world, lonely as fireworks. Who writes poems with all his heart, and turns the prosperity of the past life and the loneliness of this life into fallen leaves and frost on the first floor! Red dust and purple mo, fate comes and goes, how much melancholy is turned into light resentment, how much desolation falls into flower mounds, how many partings form tears, and how much waiting condenses into lovesickness. Time wanders between the fingers like this, entangled into a beautiful landscape, and after all the scenery, the loneliness is like smoke, and the melancholy is dissipated.

At the end of the song, Zhuge Fuming sighed in a low voice, "I laugh at the flowers, the flowers are too red, why do you laugh at the spring breeze? The flowers laugh at me, I am drunk and dreamy, why do you laugh at the flowers?"

"If you want to live in the world, there is no place at all; Life is a dream, white clouds and dogs. Wrong, wrong, right, right, grievances. In the end, the sun and the moon are silent, and the water passes without a trace. Brother Zhuge look away," Meng Han opened his eyes and comforted.

"Haha, Brother Menghan is talented, and he gradually remembers his appearance, and this relationship has nothing to do with the wind and the moon. Let time be like water, let the red dust be thousands. Zhuge Fuming suddenly swept away the haze and said arrogantly.

"Don't dare," Meng Han said modestly.

"I Zhuge Fuming is trapped by the word 'love', Brother Menghan did not hesitate to give away the song of "Plum Blossom Three Alleys", which is really a great grace, and there is no way to repay it, this is Sumeru mustard seed, which is a gift from an elder of the Mo family who carved a "Mi" word, and there is a space inside. If Brother Menghan doesn't dislike it, I'll give it to you" Zhuge Fuming took off a simple ring on his hand and gave it to Menghan.

"This can't be helped, Brother Zhuge , Menghan gave you as a friend, don't ask for anything, you are like this, let me be a villain" Menghan unceremoniously excused himself.

"It's me who is abrupt, it's me who lives the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. I, Zhuge Fuming, have been raised by my master since I was a child, and I have no brothers and sisters. If Brother Menghan doesn't dislike it, how about you and I become brothers, I will definitely live up to you" Zhuge Fuming looked at Menghan expectantly.

"Haha, Meng Han can't ask for it, I'm sixteen this year, I don't know how old Brother Zhuge is?" Meng Han asked quickly.

"Sixteen, the foolish brother is eighteen this year, two years older than you" Zhuge Fuming was obviously frightened by Meng Han's age.

"Okay, you are a brother, I am a brother" Meng Han didn't hear the surprise in Zhuge Fuming's tone.

"I, Zhuge Fuming, are brothers with Menghan here, and share weal and woe if there is any violation"

"I dream of Han and Zhuge Fuming here to become brothers, share weal and woe, if there is anything against it"

After speaking, an extremely ancient breath came from heaven and earth, and Meng Han and Zhuge Fuming each flew out a wisp of natal "qi", which fused together under that ancient breath, and then divided into two strands, integrating into the bodies of Meng Han and Zhuge Fuming, and the growth experience of the other party suddenly understood.

"Big brother" and "second brother" looked at each other and smiled.

"Knock knock" suddenly a bell rang, and the faces of the two changed greatly.