The next day, it was slightly bright, and Meng Han took Qingniu and Zhuge Fuming to the square. At this time, many people had gathered in the square, and unlike yesterday, everyone was filled with a sadness before parting.

"Brother Wang, I don't know when I'll see you again, cherish!"

"Everyone, he'll see you again in the future"

There was a woman who seemed to be dyed by this scene, and plucked two or three strings lightly with a pipa in her arms, and every time she plucked the strings, a feeling of lovesickness gushed out.

"The autumn breeze is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and scatter, and the jackdaws are frightened.

Lovesick people know when they meet, and they are embarrassed at this night;

Enter my lovesick door, know my lovesickness, Sauvignon Blanc long memory, short lovesickness is infinite,

I knew it was so stumbling, how could I not know each other at the beginning" The woman's red lips opened lightly and whispered.

The crowd fell silent, and the woman gradually gathered around. But the woman was unmoved, lowered her head and plucked the strings again with her eyebrows and jade fingers, gently twisting and slowly wiping and re-picking, and every plucking was exciting. The "noisy" sound of the big strings is like pouring rain, and the "cut" sound of the small strings is like a whisper in a woman's ear. These two sounds are intertwined with each other, and everyone only feels like the sound of large and small pearls falling into the jade plate, which is endless. Suddenly, there was a sound of the lute, and the sound of the strings collapsing woke everyone up. I saw that the strings of the pipa in the woman's arms were broken, and the woman's fingers were bleeding. The woman's eyes were gloomy, tears flashed, and she choked up, "The little woman's cultivation is shallow, and she can't continue to play, I'm sorry."

"Alas, the girl doesn't have to blame herself, there are a few people who can play this kind of pipa music since ancient times, and the girl has the courage to be enough, I thank the girl on behalf of everyone" Zhuge Fuming walked up and comforted, and Meng Han found that Zhuge Fuming beside him was no longer there.

"Yes, the girl doesn't have to blame herself"

People shouted for comfort. A woman in the crowd looked at Zhuge Fuming's figure and turned to leave, with a complicated expression.

After a while, the dean came again with the four elders.

"This time, I won't say anything more, bless" The dean's voice fell, and it snowed heavily over the square, and when Meng Han touched these snowflakes with his hand, he felt that his cultivation had increased a little. Looking around, I noticed that everyone was in an incredible mood.

"This is the heroic righteousness condensed by the academy for thousands of years, and it is given to you at this moment, and the next Dahua Dynasty will depend on you" The five deans bowed to everyone.

"I'll defend Dahua to the death!" Meng Han and the other students were moved by this atmosphere and shouted loudly.

Two days later, on a small road in the south, Meng Han and Zhuge Fuming didn't know what they were talking about, and the green cow behind the two squinted and followed the two slowly. Looking at the backs of the two, an imperceptible smile appeared on Qingniu's face. "These two little guys are really not afraid of anything," Qingniu remembered an attack last night. A group of unidentified men in black suddenly burst into a surprise attack. But Menghan and the two were not chaotic in the face of danger, and successfully repelled the enemy, and they were not damaged, and they were very satisfied with their performance.

In a forest in the distance, a group of six black-clothed men surrounded a person with serious faces. This person was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man, carrying a knife wrapped in cloth on his back, leaving only the handle outside, and looking at the people in black with an indifferent expression. He is Twelve, the servant of Menghan's father.

I saw Twelve slowly unwrapping the package, his movements were so slow, but that's it, this group of black-clothed people tightened their hearts, and remembered the title of the twelve, "Thunder and Lightning Sword".

The six people rushed to Twelve from different directions, but Twelve didn't seem to see it, slowly and methodically lifted the last piece of wrapped cloth, held the handle of the knife in his right hand, and the big knife turned around the body, "Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding" The sound of six swords colliding came. The six men in black couldn't strike a blow, and their bodies all retreated without hesitation.

"You shouldn't have come," Twelve said indifferently, not looking like he was talking to the men in black.

"Haha, Thunder and Lightning Tyrant Twelve, as expected, the name is well deserved, these six people can't help you when they hit together" A middle-aged man slowly walked out of the woods in front of Twelve.

Twelve looked at the corner of the man's mouth slightly upturned, and walked towards him with a knife, and the six men in black saw this and pounced on Twelve again.

The twelve big knives of "Noise" drew a circle on the ground, and there seemed to be a thousand sword shadows attacking all around with this circle as the center, and the six black-clothed people were stunned before they got close this time, and their eyes widened and they fell. Seeing this, the middle-aged man's eyes shrank and he put away his smile.

"You and I, my lords, offended, this sword method is called Piaoye" The middle-aged man was finally about to make a move, and if he didn't make a move, he didn't know if he still had the courage to make a move. He drew his sword and pulled a sword flower and stabbed it at Twelve. This sword came out, there seemed to be a burst of autumn will, this sword intent is like a falling leaf, at the last moment of life, it will also bloom the most gorgeous blow, boundless falling wood Xiao Xiao.

Seeing this, Twelve shouted "Ben Lei". Raising his knife and slashing at it, a bolt of lightning suddenly fell from the sky, burrowed into the knife, and came out with the blow. The knife seemed to turn into a fierce tiger, and its body was entwined with thunder and lightning and collided with the boundless falling wood, and suddenly the tiger roared in the mountains and forests, and the fallen trees were destroyed by the lightning before they could get close.

The middle-aged man saw that he couldn't succeed in a blow, and changed his move again, "this sword is called Xia Hua" with a sword, just as brilliant as a summer flower, and the sea of flowers all over the mountains was crazy about the tiger, and those flowers kept growing and disappearing. This is the season when the flowers are in full bloom, the sea of flowers is endless, and even the mighty tiger is powerful. The boundless sea of flowers went to Twelve.

Twelve saw a sword stabbing coming, and was about to get closer, the knife technique changed, and he shouted "thunder" in a low voice. Every time the knife was slashed, it was like a summer thunder, and there was a roar. The sea of summer flowers is endless, but the summer thunder is also everywhere. Every time a sword collides, thunder bursts, and a sea of flowers surges, it seems that no one can help anyone. Suddenly, a lightning bolt fell in the sky above the sea of flowers, and a sea of flowers suddenly lost its vitality. Two, three followed by endless lightning falls.

Summer thunder is more than just thunder, it's gathering momentum for stronger lightning to come. The middle-aged man's sword move was broken by Twelve, and his face was in a hurry. Twelve did not let go of this opportunity, slashing one by one, endlessly. Endless lightning spread across the sky, and the sea of flowers had become unresounding at this time, only a few scattered flowers were still breathing.

After a while, the last lightning struck, and the sea of flowers was all wiped out, and the sword in the middle-aged man's hand couldn't withstand the twelve knives, inch by inch. Under the incredible eyes of the middle-aged man, a white shadow flashed, and he was desperate to die.

Twelve looked at the direction they were heading and looked worried