"They're like a pack of dogs."

Sun Wen was covered with scars, leaning against the wall of the door weakly, panting, looking at those fanatical believers who were for the so-called 'faith', even the humanity in his eyes was gradually wearing out, and only the most primitive beastly desires remained.

That wild madness.

Somewhat pathetic.

It's as if compared to the outside of the Demon Town, these people in front of them are real beasts.

Sitting next to him, who was also seriously injured, was Mu Yu.

smiled miserably: "I feel like I'm going to explain here today, if the rest of my life is... How will he..."

Somewhat distracted.

Sun Wen barely supported himself to sit up straight, looking at the tail of the crane that was still fighting in the distance, Zhao Zicheng and them, as if they remembered something, suddenly asked, "Are you afraid of death?" ”

"Heh, you, the eldest son of the human race, died with me, and you asked me if I was afraid?"

Mu Yu sneered, without the dullness of the past.

Sun Wen shook his head with a smile and resumed his silence.

Long...

"You say... Will the rest of my life come? Sun Wen asked.

Mu Yu thought for a while: "It should come, but I don't actually want him to come back now..."

Sun Wen looked at the sky, slightly distracted, and continued after a long time: "But I always feel that there is actually a gap between the rest of my life and us. ”

"He... Very discreet. ”

"Never really believed in me."

"Maybe that's the case in the Sin City."

"But actually... I really think of him as a friend. ”

"Ugh."

With a light sigh, the two fell silent again, trying to regain their strength.

Zhao Zicheng, who performed the most brightly, seemed to have inexhaustible strength, rampage through the crowd with sandbags, and helped the tail of the crane share most of the pressure.

Even now, it seems that although there are many wounds on the body, the breath is very stable and vigorous.

"I didn't think it before, but now it seems that this guy's awakening thing is the most perverted."

"After being beaten, control the energy to replenish yourself."

"If your own energy is constantly flowing, the other party will suffer counter-injury."

"The envy of the real mother."

Sun Wen sighed, his tone was very sour, and his expression was resentful.

My own gold ingots...

Don't mention it.

"Senior... I can't hold it up. ”

Mu Yu suddenly spoke.

The tail of the crane does not reveal the awakening object almost the whole time, but constantly directs energy to cover itself and maintain body functions.

But at the end of the day, he's just a three-jaw.

The injuries are getting more and more, and the energy is somewhat dry.

At this time, he...

It has also gradually declined.

Including Lin Xiaoxiao, Da Bai, Zhao Zicheng, and Atai, the battle circle was constantly shrinking, and finally several people were completely forced to the position of the main entrance.

Sun Wen and Mu Yu were a little embarrassed, and they helped each other to get up.

Stand with a few other people.

Supporting each other.

Although he was seriously injured, what he saw in his eyes was fierce, ruthless, and... Refuse.

The hands of the crane tail were already stained with blood, and the dagger was a little unstable and trembling slightly.

I looked back and looked into the depths of the campus.

Some are imitative, some are nostalgic.

As if remembering something, a heartfelt smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"For a while..."

"You go back to the academy and close the door."

With a slight hook of his foot, he moved the bag to his feet.

Inside... There were only two crossbows left, and three balls.

Looking at the cultists approaching in the distance, he took a deep breath: "Go back!" ”

"Senior, you look down on us too much, right?"

Zhao Zicheng had a long knife wound in his back, and blood kept spilling out.

smiled freely: "Compared with you, we are indeed a little tender, but tender... It doesn't mean cowardice. ”

“...”

The tail of the crane showed a little helplessness: "Now, as the second-year senior of the academy, I order you... Return to the academy and close the gates! ”

"Before I die, don't open the door!"

"After death, if the door is broken, then fight to the death."

"Anyway, guard the inner courtyard of the Academy."

"Now... Withdraw! ”

Taking a deep breath, seeing that the cultist was getting closer and closer, the tail of the crane gently moved his arms, trying not to be too stiff, bowed slightly, and wiped his hands on his clothes casually, wiping away the bloodstains.

"Senior..."

Zhao Zicheng looked anxious, and he had to say something more.

But Sun Wen looked at the back of the crane tail, but was a little silent: "Retreat." ”

"Sun Wen, are you afraid?"

Zhao Zicheng looked incredulous.

Sun Wen's face was expressionless, and he looked directly into Zhao Zicheng's eyes: "I'm afraid?" ”

"If I'm afraid of death, will I give you the jade pendant?"

"If it weren't for the jade pendant, the knife in your back would have killed you directly!"

"Although I don't know what exactly is in the depths of the academy, Xu Datou, the senior has repeatedly mentioned it, it must be very important."

"Now, this is the best way to stall for time."

"If the senior dies, the next one to go out will stop people... It would be me. ”

As he spoke, Sun Wen slowly turned around and walked towards the door.

A few people were distracted.

Soon fell silent and followed behind Sun Wen.

It seems that it is only half an hour, but they seem to have gone through a long period of life and have grown for a long time.

Reality...

Far more brutal than fantasy.

In front of the human race, even the way of his own death cannot be chosen.

Wanting to die together with blood has become a luxury.

I can only queue up, one by one...

"Ink Academy, sophomore!"

"Xu Wenxuan!"

"Three years of enrollment, today... That's right, this academy! ”

Looking at the cultists slowly approaching in the distance, he laughed wantonly, and kicked a round ball into the crowd, and he rushed towards the crowd simultaneously.

The gate of the academy slowly closed, leaving only a gap.

Everyone's eyes were moist, with unwillingness, hatred...

Until...

"Don't close yet!"

"That's..."

Zhao Zicheng grabbed Sun Wen's arm and pressed it against the wound.

Sun Wen's face became more and more pale.

"It's... Boss Yu! ”

Zhao Zicheng's silent heart beat vigorously again.

"I knew that Boss Yu... Will be back! ”

"He's just not good at articulating."

"But he..."

"It's my brother!"

At this moment, Zhao Zicheng smiled.

The smile was a little arrogant.

Looking at the figure in the distance that was a little thin, but with firm steps, rushing towards the Mo Academy, for some reason, a tear slipped from the corner of Zhao Zicheng's eyes.

The grievances that have always been unwilling, are completely vented at this moment.

"Damn, bloody twins!"

"I can't be absent!"

Take a deep breath and walk out the door again without hesitation.

With an indomitable fighting spirit.

Even if the blood in his back is still flowing.