The Demon Capital Academy is divided into the inner courtyard and the outer courtyard, in order to reach the early stage of Jindan, you can only enter the inner courtyard after passing the test of the academy, otherwise you can only pass the graduation examination of the outer courtyard and leave the Demon Capital Academy.

The academy does not require every student who passes the test to enter the magic capital, and every day you have to attend classes in a proper manner, as long as you don't violate the rules and can pass the test every year, you can move freely, and even the magic capital encourages this kind of behavior.

The admission procedures that Sha Yuwei handled for Mo Han were the Formation Academy in the Demon Capital, and it was also the academy where she was the dean. Originally, the dean did not have the task of teaching or leading classes. This year, I don't know what kind of wind Sha Yuwei, a cold beauty, smoked, so she took the initiative to bring a class, and gave this class a very literary name - blood mandala.

Mo Han is a killer, he has killed people, killed many people. Looking at the bewitching and blooming blood-colored flower on his chest, he felt a wave of dizziness in his brain, just like the blood gushing out after he killed the target with his own hands for the first time.

"Don't you think this class emblem is very special and cool?" Qi Ling took off the blood-colored mandala class emblem as if showing off, facing the sun, squinting his eyes, and with a hint of evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Little fat man, hand over the array talisman you refined this month, and the brothers will save you the pain of flesh and skin this time, otherwise you won't be able to get out of bed for ten days and half a month. ”

The magic capital is built according to the mountain of Shan Gushan, the building of the magic capital academy is on the mountain, and the capital city established by the mountain after the magic capital became famous-the magic capital.

Shan Gu Mountain is divided into three sections by the Demon Capital: the top of the mountain is the core building of the Demon Capital, the mountainside is the public building of the Demon Capital, and the foot of the mountain is the various colleges of the Demon Capital.

The Formation Academy managed by Sha Yuwei is located in the most beautiful scenery of Shan Gu Mountain, which is located on the halfway of the northwest of Shan Gu Mountain, facing north to see the endless primeval forest outside the Great Wall, and facing west you can see the infinite and mysterious forbidden area of life.

"I don't have it anymore. ”

Facing five fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys, the little fat man who was less than six years old did not have any fear in his eyes, but he was a little confused, and tears kept rolling in his eyes, but he still stood straight and replied stubbornly.

"Didn't the Demon Capital strictly prohibit the students from fighting viciously in the academy, why did they dare to do such a bad thing so openly. "The killer has developed a habit of taking on any task, going anywhere, he will first understand these relevant things thoroughly, and use all the right time and place to kill with one hit.

Qi Ling smiled, didn't answer Mo Han, and jumped up: "Oh, I planted this tree, I opened this road, if you want to pass from here, leave the road to buy money." ”

"Little rabbit cub, you are tired of being crooked, and you dare to take care of the affairs of my Xuanye Kingdom. The young man at the head scolded and waved his hand towards Qi Ling's head.

Mo Han's fingers moved subconsciously, and he didn't touch his usual weapon before he reacted, he was not a killer now, nor was he doing a killer's job, and that weapon had been hidden by him when it entered the Demon Capital.

The cultivation of the five fifteen or sixteen-year-old teenagers far surpassed that of Qi Ling and the little fat man, and they had reached the foundation building period, and the person who was the leader had reached the late stage of foundation building.

This slap is just like what he said, "Qi Ling and the little fat man will not die, but they will have to lie in bed for at least half a month, and it will leave a bane for future cultivation", which is really a sinister and vicious trick.

Seeing Qi Ling blocking in front of him, the little fat little hand moved slightly, and a dull talisman fell from his sleeve into his hand and gently pressed on Qi Ling's back.

With Mo Han's experience and perception as a killer from childhood to adulthood, he naturally understood that the little fat man did not have any malicious intentions, but was to resolve the bane that might be left by that person's palm on Qi Ling's future cultivation.

Qi Ling shook his body, as if he was a little dissatisfied with the little fat man's actions, and smiled indifferently at the person in charge.

"Look for death!"

Facts have proved that Qi Ling has a particularly mocking face, and his smile made the person at the head angry, and the palm that originally seemed to be not heavy instantly brought a gust of evil wind, and there was even a faint yuan force wrapped around it.

Mo Han frowned slightly, although he didn't have the usual weapon in his hand, his body had reached the terrifying embryonic stage after being transformed by Heavenly Punishment, Heavenly Treasure, and the original blood of the Mo family's ancestors. It can be said that except for the immortal cultivators in the late stage of Jindan, his body can basically sweep the body of the same level, and what he lacks is only the nourishment of the yuan power in the body.

The inevitable palm of the leader did not fall on Qi Ling, because there was one more person in front of Qi Ling. The man was dressed in black, half as tall as an adult, with a ruddy face with a bit of immaturity, and a pair of black eyes that were bright and terrifying. In the depths of his eyes was a merciless indifference, the kind of indifference he had seen in his father's eyes, and it was the eyes of a dead man.

"The other side. A flash of fear flashed in the young man's eyes, and a portrait of a man had been shown to him by his father before he died. The portrait depicts a child holding a short blade, and two words are simply written in block letters under the portrait - the other side.

He was suddenly scared, he suddenly regretted it. What I was afraid of was Mo Han's indifferent eyes, and what I regretted was the little fat man who came to blackmail and rob the best bully today.

Mo Han raised one hand and gently grasped the man's wrist, no matter how he struggled, Mo Han was as immobile as a mountain, and he was like an ant trying to shake a big tree.

"I know you, you're his child. He used to help me once, but he later died. I'll let you go today, don't let me see you do evil in the future, and don't walk with Yin Tianyou again. Mo Han was like an elder, softly teaching Zhou Yehua, who was more than ten years older than him.

Looking at Mo Han's eyes, Zhou Yehua thought of his father. He hated his father, he hated killers. Because as soon as he was born, he encountered his father's enemies seeking revenge, and his mother died in front of his eyes when he was still a baby in order to save him. His father never gave him a trace of warmth, and every day he told him stories of murder, and he hated his father.

"You give me death. Under Mo Han's indifferent gaze, Zhou Yehua's psychological defense line collapsed instantly. He shouted, desperately running the Yuan Force in his body, trying to break away from Mo Han's palm, and slapped Mo Han to death on the spot with one palm.

"Get out. ”

Mo Han gently spit out a word, kicked Zhou Yehua away, and the sound of broken bones came out.

"Do you go by yourself, or do I ask you to go?" Mo Han shook his arm, as if he was a little uncomfortable with his current strength, and seemed to be dissatisfied with the teenagers behind Zhou Yehua.

"You've killed a lot of people, and you have a lot of evil in you, and I don't like it. But the master said that everyone is kind when they are born, and you helped me just now, and I believe that you are not a bad person. The little fat man pointed at Mo Han, came to Mo Han, and gently touched Mo Han's eyebrows with his chubby fingers.

A certain string in Mo Han's heart was gently plucked, goodness, what is goodness, he was born only to know survival and killing, if he doesn't kill others, he will be killed. His young heart has always been surrounded by the cold, until he walked into the magic capital and met Xiao Ning and Qi Ling, he knew that this was a friend, and it turned out that it was so warm to have a friend.

Qi Ling was startled when he saw the little fat man's movements, but he knew the danger of his roommate. There were many times when he wanted to tease Mo Han in his dreams, and he was almost killed by Mo Han, but fortunately he had a life talisman given to him by his grandfather, who was the emperor of the Ziqi Kingdom.

"Hurry up, you don't want to die. Qi Ling looked at Mo Han's empty eyes, immediately jumped behind the little fat man, picked up the back collar of the little fat man, and was about to flee into the distance.

"No, he won't. ”

Qi Ling dragged the little fat man hard, and the little fat man's body remained motionless, as if he had taken root here.

"You can beat them, why don't you fight back and let them bully?" After a long time, Mo Han spit out a sentence a little jerky.

"I was born in a family of court ministers in the Xuanye Kingdom, and my father was an upright and loyal minister, but when his career was smooth sailing, he was framed and died tragically at home. The master picked me up on the side of the road, fearing that I would be blinded by hatred, and taught me to do good. The law of the world, the light of the sun and the moon, sincere and sincere, natural fragrance, the great avenue, majestic and glorious, transcendent and holy, a total of nine days. ”

Mo Han suddenly smiled, smiling brightly, he had never been so easy since he was born. What hatred is heavier than the revenge of killing his father? Mo Han forgot the past, looked down on everything, and he came back to life.

On Wei Su's chubby little face, his two eyes narrowed into a slit, and an excited and cunning gaze flashed inside.

"My name is Wei Su, what's your name?" asked the little fat man Wei Su with his head tilted and looked at Mo Han Qi Ling with innocent eyes.

"Mo Han. ”

"Qi Ling. ”

We are friends, and we will share weal and woe in the future.

No one would have thought that in the future, Mo Han, Ji Guang Weisu, and Hua Xing Qi Ling, who are known as the Four Heavenly Kings, would easily hold their immature hands together and share honor and disgrace.