The man exhaled and said slowly, "I'm from another capital. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

The headmaster captured all the information about these two words in his memory, and the more he thought about it, the more cold sweat broke out on his head.

The land of madmen, the capital of demons...... None of the words look like compliments, most of them are descriptions of the country in the history books, and the truth or falsity is not yet known. It is also recorded in the history books that there were once nine suns in the sky of the world, and the last eight were shot down by a rough man with a bird's bow, but who believes it? Most of the things in the history books are written with the word legend, and the history books say that all the demon capitals are demons, and who believes it?

…… However, just now, Evans had just been confronted by a demon, and there was also a person claiming to be from another capital, which already made him wonder if someone could really shoot the sun down with a bird's bow.

"I'm a little messy, I don't know if I'm too old and suffering from Alzheimer's and hallucinating...... Where do you say you're from? Evans scratched his ears, trying to hear as clearly as he could.

"Alien capital." The man sighed heavily, somewhat beyond suspicion.

Evans covered his head and nodded: "You want to say that there are intelligent beings in our world besides humans, right?" Elves or something, they fly lightly in the air with their shiny little wings, but I think I'm sure you have this guy in your arms, he can blow a wild boar away with one wing......"

As soon as Evans's voice fell, the monster in the man's hand moved, and cracks began to appear in the hard skin, as if it was about to hatch some terrible bug egg. Evans clenched his fist in a wary manner to prevent something from popping out of it and biting his throat.

But half-paid, nothing, the hard shell gradually fell off, revealing only a delicate face. It was a young man, with the same white hair as the man in front of him, and the boy's eyes were tightly closed, and his expression was like that of a child who had just fallen asleep.

"What a horrible little monster...... Evans sighed, making eye contact with the man's eyes, only to find that the corners of his eyes drooped, caressing the boy's face.

"He's still a kid, and he should be studying magic at my magic academy in the same way as these kids. Right, Principal? The man asked softly, and the headmaster wanted to curse madly, like I had never seen such a scary child, and that he was a devil to the lying corpses on the ground...... But in the face of this sad person, he couldn't complain a word, the sadness was real, and he even felt it. He remembered that he only had a time when the girl he first fell in love with said I didn't like you.

"Yes, right...... Pathetic......" Evans nodded incessantly, pinching his clothes and turning to leave. Although this man claims to be from another capital, he is like a parent who watches his children do wrong, not a vicious villain.

The man, of course, was Bo Shao, and he didn't know why these new generations of Yidu people had become so murderous, just like their ancestors who were killed by the army three hundred years ago because of their murderous habits. Now the boy is dead, without breathing and without a heartbeat, and will never kill again. Who wants such an outcome?

The surrounding students spontaneously surrounded him, and the rudiments of attack magic had risen at Bo Shao's feet, and in the eyes of those students, no matter what Bo Shao did, he was just an accomplice to the murderer. But their behavior was stopped by the headmaster, they didn't know that the monster in their eyes had just lost all signs of life, they thought that the monster was about to be rescued by another demon, but the students trusted their headmaster, their hero, so although they were unwilling, they still stopped what they were doing.

Among them, Shi Han always stood there dumbfounded, motionless, the person with pointed ears and light purple eyes in her grandfather's mouth appeared in front of her at this time, she was a little surprised and a little overwhelmed, and even wanted to go up to ask for an autograph like a brainless fan, but now is not the right time, because she looked at his face, her heart was quickly occupied by sadness, and the pain really passed from his eyes. It was the man in her grandfather's story, kind and gentle...... Even if everyone thought it was the demon's accomplice, she thought it was an angel, because no matter what fairy tale or religious book it was, the demon would never shed such sad tears.

Bo Shao's tears slid down his cheeks, and he even began to wonder if he was a human or a demon.

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