In the endless void, the battle between gods and demons shakes every corner of the universe.

All souls trembled, all beings perished, and the creatures who claimed to be gods wielded the scythe of death to their heart's content, and the souls of the dead turned into the River Styx and disappeared into the end of the future.

Since ancient times, demons have been synonymous with strength and cunning, and they will do whatever it takes, either with sharp teeth or with claws, to brutally tear apart the masks of their enemies.

What they don't know, however, is that the world they live in is nothing more than a playground for others.

Two pairs of interested eyes are watching their every move, and the vast world is just an interesting chess game in their eyes.

When the mask of arrogance is torn to shreds, the aura of the god ceases to exist, and the demon wins the final victory.

Beyond the ink plate, there stood two people, their ethereal figures, their breaths powerful and unquestionable, as if they could destroy the world in the ink plate with their hands.

Perhaps because of the unhappiness, a sea of fire suddenly rose around one of them, and this flame was enough to wipe out the galaxy.

"I've won again, thank you for your favor. ”

However, the victorious person is proud of the spring breeze, and even the grass and trees at his feet began to grow wildly because of his joyful breath, and in a short time it became a forest sea that could not be seen at a glance.

In contrast to the vibrant forest sea, the lava is tumbling on the opposite side of the ink plate, and the flames obscure the sky.

"Hmph! a bunch of useless things. ”

With a wave of his hand, the angry man wiped out the Protoss in the ink plate.

It was not until this moment that the gods, who were struggling to resist in the ink plate, were shocked to find that the world had abandoned them. The end of heaven is destruction. Until they died, they didn't understand why the righteous Protoss had suffered such a fate.

A breeze quietly drifted through the flames, and the immortal, who was still angry, peeked at the other party, and saw that the other party was still immersed in the joy of victory, and with a slight flick of his fingers, a nebula shot into the ink plate.

Feeling the change in the ink plate, the immortal who was originally arrogant suddenly widened his eyes.

"You old thing, you're out of the woods again!"

"Hehe, the outcome is undecided, I still have hole cards in my hand, why can't I use them?"

The person on the other side, looking at the nebula, suddenly laughed.

"Kaleidoscope of fate? It seems that you have also reached the point of exhaustion. But the rules have changed, so why don't we close the game and bet on it?"

"It's okay to close the plate, so that the results will be more interesting. ”

"How about you and I have a drink? I just have a glass of wine for you to taste. ”

"Very good!"

Hongchen is drunk, Hongchen is smiling. A person walked on the forest sea, and the sound of smug laughter resounded through the world.

"Red dust is born, red dust is proud. "Above the flames, the wind raged, and the ethereal sound lasted for a long time.

"Red dust dreams, red dust. Between the two singing and answering, they raised their glasses.

"Red Dust is dead, Red Dust wishes. "The ink tray gradually closes, like a thousand-year-old wine syrup that begins to ferment slowly......

At the beginning of the lanterns, the stars fell into the mortal world at night, and on the top of the seven-story building, a big boy with lazy eyes quietly watched the students who walked into the teaching building.

"President, the time is almost up. A flat voice rang out behind the boy.

The boy glanced back at the other party, waved his hand and said, "How many times have you said it, don't call me president, just call me a night owl." ”

The girl behind the night stalker is one of the cadres of the student union, named Lan Jiao. As one of the people who knew the night stalker best, she could see that she was a little afraid of the student council president in front of her, who seemed harmless to humans and animals.

Lan Jiao's red lips trembled slightly, and finally spit out two words: "Don't dare." ”

It's not that the night stalker is from a prominent background, on the contrary, the night stalker is just a child of a commoner family.

The surname Night is very rare, and I don't know what kind of style his parents smoked, so they actually gave the name Night Stalker.

Don't look at the usual lazy image of the night owl, if you talk about the things he has done, it will indeed make people feel cold. And it's not just the students who are shrouded in the shadows, even the teachers who are usually invincible, when they mention the name Night Stalker, they are quite taboo.

Ignoring the cliff at his feet, the night owl stretched in the wind, turned and stepped down the steps and said, "Let's go, whose turn is it today?"

Downstairs in the teaching building, a beautiful woman with light makeup happened to see the moment when the night owl turned to leave, and the heart hanging in her throat was slowly put back into her undulating chest.

"Teacher Ranzhi?"

A male teacher who was very good at fortune looked back at the young female teacher in confusion.

Ran Zhi is a teacher who just graduated from college this year, and she came tonight to audit and study, but the scene just now made her frightened.

"There was a student on the roof just now. ”

The male teacher was stunned for a moment, and then as if he remembered something, his face changed.

"Oh, it's him. Teacher Ranzhi, you'd better leave him alone. ”

The male teacher remembered the figure of the night owl, and lost the interest in talking to the young female teacher, quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and went into the teaching building without looking back.

Although the appearance of the night owl has cast a shadow on the entire school. But women are like cats, and the more mysterious the night owl is, the more it can arouse Ranzhi's interest.

The corridor before class was filled with the noise of students, and even in high school, they still couldn't get rid of their lively personalities.

However, in just a moment, the entire corridor fell silent, and the students retreated to the sides, as if to welcome the returning emperor.

There were fearful glances from the crowd, and there was no shortage of admiration and even hatred.

When the two night owls disappeared into the depths of the corridor, the crowd didn't know who it was, and they let out a breath of turbid air with relief, which restored the dead corridor to a little warmth.

"Lord Night's aura is really powerful. ”

"It's just a teacher's lackey!"

"Be quiet! You don't want to mess around!"

The dialogue between the students, although a bit exaggerated, but the night stalker is indeed a legendary figure in this school.

The earliest thing can be traced back to a year and a half ago, when the night owl had a sister of the same age, named Ye Hanyu. As the champion of the high school entrance examination, Ye Hanyu once caused a sensation when he entered the third high school in the city.

Ye Hanyu not only has excellent academic performance, but also looks like a thousand, although he is not very old, he reveals a holy taste in his youth.

At that time, the night owl brothers and sisters were just freshmen who had just entered the school. The cold rain at night will naturally attract the attention of many young people who are just starting to fall in love, including the student president who is in the limelight.

After several unsuccessful entanglements, preparations were being made for a more intense offensive. At this time, the night owl didn't know how to learn about the fact that the student council president had embezzled the school's money.

At that time, this incident not only caused an uproar, but even involved the background behind the student president.

A year later, the night owl naturally sat in the position of student president, and under his leadership, he also found out a few teachers who corrupted the atmosphere.

Most parents are worried that their children will not be treated fairly at school. Or if you want your children to receive a better education, they will take the initiative to build a good relationship with teachers, and the most used is gift-giving.

Many teachers are a little dirty under the "enthusiasm and difficulty". They originally thought that no third party would know about this kind of thing, but they didn't know that there was a monster-like existence in this class of freshmen.