"You... Won. ”

Looking at the hair in Zhao Zicheng's hand, the tail of the crane pursed his lips, and finally smiled a little freely, looking at everyone: "From now on, you... Qualified. ”

"The road ahead, come on."

The moment he turned around, his face turned a little pale.

Take a deep breath and force yourself to maintain your composure.

Is it a day faster than you think?

Looking at the back of the crane tail, Zhao Zicheng and the others didn't know why they didn't have the joy after the victory at all.

"Actually, you're very strong!"

"Thank you!"

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Zicheng shouted fiercely.

The figure at the tail of the crane paused, rubbed his face, smiled reluctantly, and turned around.

What I saw was Zhao Zicheng and others standing in a row and bowing in unison.

For a moment, his eyes were a little rosy.

It was also at this moment that he seemed to understand... This may be the inheritance of the human race.

One generation, passed on to another.

For a while, I felt a little proud in my heart.

A smile appeared on his face involuntarily, a genuine smile.

"Why are you so sad?"

"Little guys, don't look at Lao Tzu leaving, in a few years, I can still beat you."

"There's a chance..."

"See you at the Demon Suppression!"

turned around, but this time there was no sadness, with a smile on his face, he walked into the dormitory building with a relaxed pace and packed his luggage.

And Zhao Zicheng and the others sat silently on the stone pier.

"Mo Academy, it's indeed a bit cruel."

"It's a little cold."

"Hmm."

They talked to each other, and finally they all fell silent.

Until...

With the sound of the Mo Pavilion's vigilance, the pavilion master and the deputy pavilion master rose to the sky.

"All those who have awakened more than six times, all of them rush to the town demon pass!"

A whistling sound was left in the air, and it was stirred away.

Immediately afterwards, the Demon Removal Pavilion, the Dark Pavilion, and the reserves, one by one figures walked out, their faces solemn, but they did not hesitate.

These people are usually high up and enjoy many privileges that ordinary people completely cannot understand.

Maybe one day, when the news of their death comes out, people won't be understood.

Inside the Ink Academy.

The bell rang for a long time.

In the depths of the academy, the old man sitting in the monitoring room sighed softly and walked out of the room with his thermos cup.

Immediately after, one old man after another appeared.

A group of old fellows looked at each other and laughed.

"I've been comfortable for a few years, and I'm really not comfortable listening to this alarm again."

"Let's see if there's a chance to eat someone's table this time."

"I'm not afraid to kill you."

As he spoke, a few people walked out of the arch and actually came to the outer part of the school.

Looking at the guy who was lying at the door, still asleep with a wine bottle, the vice principal kicked over: "Wake up, get up, and get to work." ”

I opened my eyes a little dazedly, and there was still drunkness in my eyes.

"Zhente Niang's nest."

"Let's go back to sleep."

Looking at the state of this drunken man, the vice principal couldn't help but scold, took a deep breath, and let out a violent shout: "All the teachers of the Mo Academy, assemble!" Highest level of combat readiness! ”

The voice fell, and it was only a few seconds.

Near the door.

Slow straight out of the window.

In less than ten seconds, nearly twenty figures appeared on the playground.

There was no smile on his face, just a calm wait.

Obviously, what the highest level of combat readiness means, they know.

"Heh, look, this is the country I fought with my own hands!"

An old man looked at this scene and nodded with satisfaction.

"Headmaster, you're a funny guy again."

Another old man, who looked very strict, glanced at the principal with some envy, as if to say why he couldn't think of such a snack.

The field was cold for a moment.

A student was also present on the playground.

Zhao Zicheng and the other freshmen were still a little puzzled, but those old students clenched their fists.

"Forget it, there's nothing to say."

"From now on, one person will have three minutes to leave a suicide note and call his family."

"Then, let's go."

The principal finally just said a word and walked to the middle of the playground.

Look around: "This incident is too sudden, there will inevitably be the shadow of a cult inside, and after we leave, there will be no masters in the city." ”

"So... Your mission is..."

"Keep the city safe."

"Today, for every cultist killed, less than four senses, three credits, and more than four senses, 20 credits!"

"No upper limit."

As the principal's voice fell, the students' faces turned flushed and their fists clenched.

"And the bunch of garbage inside, don't eat it and wait for it to die."

"It's all for Lao Tzu to go out to work."

"If an ordinary person dies in Jiangcheng, I will pick you a layer of skin!"

Look into the depths of the campus and speak again.

No one responded.

But faintly you can see it, and occasionally a figure jumps out of the wall, in the distance.

until it disappears.

Even the drunk man staggered to his feet and dragged his body towards the outside of the school gate.

"Xu Yuanqing!"

As soon as three minutes passed, the principal's face, who was still smiling, suddenly became serious, and his expression was cold: "Out of the ranks." ”

Xu Yuanqing took a step forward.

"You stay in the city."

"Hold him until we come back."

"Questions?"

The principal looked directly at Xu Yuanqing.

Xu Yuanqing shook his head.

The vice principal frowned slightly: "When he retired from the Demon Suppression Pass before, he had a hidden illness and was always sleepy, and he guarded the city..."

Some hesitation.

"The people are there, the city is there."

"Where the people are gone, so is the city."

Xu Yuanqing, who had been very silent, suddenly spoke, without speaking impassionedly, and his voice was calm.

"Hmm."

The headmaster nodded and took a deep breath, "Ladies and gentlemen, now... Ascend the Demon Pass! ”

The voice fell, and under the leadership of several old people, a teacher followed behind him, rising to the sky and leaving with a roar.

Only Xu Yuanqing was left standing alone in the center of the playground.

It's still the same pajamas.

"From now on, the Ink Academy will enter the first level of alert."

"All second-grade students, in groups of two, are scattered all over the city, and those who are in turmoil will be killed!"

"Demagogues, kill!"

"Whoever insults the people, kill!"

With Xu Yuanqing's voice, an old student turned around and returned to his room, and when he came out again, everyone walked out of the campus gate with their own weapons in their hands.

Scattered and departed.

In Xinjiang City, the Ink Academy is still there, this city... You can't turn the sky upside down.

"Just let me see..."

"How many corpses has the cult prepared this time..."

Squinting his eyes, looking into the distance, muttering to himself.