Vice Principal Sima Zhu said: "It was too late, when we found him, it was already too late. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info had the unfortunate news that I peeked at his list. Among the people Mu Yun wanted to kill, except for you, everyone else had already gone, and Suzuki and Lu Ziwen, who had a little strength, had not escaped his clutches. ”

Huang Yan said coldly: "That means that the damned people are already dead, so he will not continue to kill his classmates, because the murderer will not continue to kill, so he is acquitted?" ”

Sima Zhu hurriedly explained, saying, "Kurohara-san, I didn't mean that. I mean we should put a long line to catch a big fish, not only to deal with Mu Yun, but also to solve the mastermind behind the control of him......"

The old man patted Sima Zhu on the shoulder and told him not to say any more. "Old principal......" Sima Zhu obediently shut up.

The old man looked at Huang Yan and bent down his rickety waist. Huang Yan wanted to help him up, but the old man's body was like steel casting, and the young Huang Yan couldn't shake it.

"I'm sorry." The old man said.

Sima Zhu picked up the old man and said, "I am responsible for the death of my classmates, please forgive me." When I found out about Mu Yun's strangeness, he was already ready to do something to you. All we can do is protect you, and smuggle the bodies of your dead classmates back to the school's cemetery and bury them under the nameless monument. Kurobahara, believe me, I will never allow him to do anything to any of his classmates again. I'll keep an eye on him and kill him if it's not right! ”

"Principal Sima, teacher......" Huang Yan didn't know what to say.

Principal Sima accentuated his tone and said, "However, please don't let the dead classmates die in vain, and dealing with the real murderers is the best way for us to avenge them." ”

"Pamper him for a few days, for bigger fish?" Huang Yan said.

Principal Sima said: "It's not connivance, but turning a blind eye." Once Mu Yun wants to hurt someone, I will kill him immediately. But this kind of behavior that treats the symptoms but not the root cause really puts us in a passive position, if the behind-the-scenes commanders keep sending people like Mu Yun to kill all our classmates at a very small price, then there will be no tomorrow for Nahe Bridge School. ”

"It's not tomorrow, it's Midyear Day." The old man said.

Huang Yan knew what the teacher meant, and since he had been in the god-killing class before, he knew very well the meaning of this teacher's words. Teachers are good at taking the opportunity to get students to think about the problem instead of coming to a conclusion.

Huang Yan analyzed and said: "Because of the auction of the Imperial City, all the elites of the school were dispatched, and the head of the executive department and the principal personally sat outside the Imperial City. In addition, many students went out on missions, such as the Seraphic Angel Suya who did not come back. The people who stayed in the school were all young people, and some students who were as powerful as Lu Ziwen had been poisoned by Mu Yun, and the school was now in internal and external troubles, and it was in danger every step of the way! ”

Sima Zhu nodded and said, "Yes, yes, yes!" ”

The old man said, "There is also the Midyear Festival." ”

Huang Yan continued: "Every year during the Midyear Festival, there will be a ghost gate in the no-man's land. The ghosts of the underworld will come to the world to cause chaos and roam the streets. Although they can't do anything to sleeping humans due to some rules of heaven and earth, they will howl loudly and make loud noises to wake people up from their dreams. Every year, the Midyear Festival is the time when people in no man's land are most uneasy. ”

Sima Zhu said: "For the safety of the residents of the City of Asceticism, the ghost gate that fell in the City of Ascension this year will still be guided by me into the protective shield of the school with a formation, and our students will resist the tide of ten thousand ghosts and carnival ghost feasts. ”

At this point, everything is already clear. Huang Yan said: "Because of the time conflict with the Imperial City Auction, the sixth day of the auction is the Zhongyuan Festival, and the principal and they have to compete for the Centennial Demon Fox on the seventh day, so they can't be distracted and take care of this place at all. This year is the weakest year in the history of the school's defense, and Mu Yun and his behind-the-scenes boss understand this, so they have to do something to the school this year. We will either die under the carnival of ten thousand ghosts, or we will die in their robbery. ”

The old man suddenly asked, "Sima, how is the school's protective shield reinforced?" ”

Principal Sima said embarrassedly: "Well, I won't hide it from you, old principal, to be honest, the protective shield is still the same cripple...... Because of the snake calling incident, some students strongly requested to add an insect repellent and snake repellent function to the protective cover, and under pressure, I suddenly thought it was quite interesting, so I put my research direction there...... Reinforcement or something has not yet been implemented. ”

Huang Yan said: "The mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, and the earth dragon turned over. ”

Sima Zhu said: "No, this is the last resort of the school, and it must not be used unless it is absolutely necessary!" ”

Huang Yan was helpless and said, "Then wait for death." ”

The old man thought for a while and said, "Huang Yan ......"

"Huh?"

"It's time for the god-killing class to protect the school." The old man took a deep breath and handed the black mask to Huang Yan. "The past you didn't want to face, now it's up to you to take on that responsibility."

Huang Yan was silent, he stretched out his right hand, trying to grab his hair, but he didn't scratch it. His long, chestnut hair was torn apart by the flames, and the scorched marks still remained on his head.

As if he had made up his mind, he said, "I need to tidy up my appearance and cut my proud hair short. Then tear open the scars of the past, look back on the beauty of the memories in the most tragic gesture of the present, and greet the upcoming Purgatory Ball in the most formal posture. ”

The old man said, "You lose your self-confidence because you look at yourself at the surface." As long as you hold your chest high and raise your head, you are still the class where the strongest people in the Naihe Bridge School gather, and you are still the class leader of the god-killing class. ”

"I'll cut your hair short."

Emperor Yan began to look for candidates in his heart, and almost all of the god-killing class defected to the Nahe Bridge School, and they showed unswerving loyalty to Yudu Lihua. Now there are very few people he can recall in the name of the leader of the god-killing squad.

If they would have turned back, they would not have left in the first place.

Huang Yan thought about the few people who played well with him, the seven little ghosts of the god-killing class who had overcome the heroes in the power war in the no-man's land:

Hei Yuan, nicknamed Emperor Yan, is disfigured but still has combat effectiveness; Su Ya, nicknamed Seraph, has not returned from a mission and cannot be contacted;

Xia Dongyang, nicknamed the clown, Huang Yan had no hope for him. He, a playboy, definitely can't resist the temptation of Oriental beauty origami, and he was the most active in the split of the god-killing class at the beginning; Red leaves, nicknamed the princess of the underworld, this emperor doesn't think about it;

Then there are only three people left, the chariot, the dummy, and the Angel of the Commandment. Huang Yan looked up at the sky, the night was completely dark today, and he didn't even bother to come out of the moon.