Seeing Qi Tian's expression, the general was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Will you?" ”

"No!"

Qi Tian did not hesitate and shouted confidently.

For a while, the general's expression became more and more strange when he looked at Qi Tian, looked at him carefully, and finally couldn't help but say: "Little guy, I suddenly have a little expectation, you are coming to our reserve." ”

"What a good seedling!"

Listening to the general's words, Qi Tian couldn't help but sneer: "Heh! ”

"It's not my pursuit to be a mere reserve."

"Remember, my name is Qi Tian!"

"Monkey King's..."

Before he finished his words, the entire town demon gate seemed to become quiet at this moment, looking at him with a pair of dead eyes, without saying a word.

The atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.

Su Mo, who was still watching the excitement, couldn't help but gasp, and looked at Qi Tian's eyes full of admiration.

This guy...

Sure enough, as always, brave!

In this place where there are reserves, say such things as mere reserves.

Are you really not afraid of death?

Even Yuan Zhong moved his steps into the distance imperceptibly, trying to stay away from Qi Tian as much as possible.

And Qi Tian's words were also directly held in his throat.

It's not that I'm afraid, I don't dare to say it.

It's just plain...

Can't tell.

The words are in the throat, but there is a majestic energy suppressing it, and it is difficult to open the mouth.

"Young man..."

"You're really good for the reserves."

The general walked up to Qi Tian with a smile and looked at him closely, although he was laughing, he always felt that the atmosphere was a little cold.

"Teacher Su, the other students, let's help set up camp."

"As for this little one, I have other tasks."

When the words fell, the general directly picked up Qi Tian's collar, like a little chicken, and dragged the person away.

And Qi Tian is like a piece of wood, motionless.

"Over the years, Lao Tzu has always felt that the plaque of the Demon Suppression Pass is a bit single, almost meaningful."

"Now I know what the problem is."

The general said curses as he walked.

Qi Tian seemed to have guessed something, his eyes flashed with horror, and he subconsciously wanted to struggle, but he couldn't even move.

Even if...

He is the second jue.

The general stood on the top of the wall, slowly taking off Qi Tian's golden armor, then his shirt, pants...

Eventually, only a small pant remained.

Then he tied a rope around his body and hung it on the plaque.

Gently swaying with the breeze.

Qi Tian!

It was only three days after entering the Ink Academy, and it was first hung on the tree at the entrance of the Academy, and then on the plaque of the Ink Academy.

And on the third day, it was directly hung at the head of the town of Demon Pass.

This kind of historic achievement, for Qi Tian, only took three days.

This is an achievement that even Zhao Zicheng has not achieved!

If Zhao Zicheng knows, there is a high probability that he will... I'm very envious.

Chu Yu watched this scene from a distance, just smiling quietly, until Su Mo came over and stood beside Chu Yu.

"I remember when you first came to the Ink Academy, you were still a female doll."

"There's a lot of talk every day."

"He is also lively."

"Always shouting seniors after us."

"Time..."

"It's going by so fast."

Su Mo stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the scenery outside the city gate, and his tone was a little vicissitudes.

Chu Yu still had a smile on his face.

"People..."

"It's always going to grow."

"Seniors have changed a lot, haven't they?"

"You..."

"He's also very gentle."

The breeze ruffled Chu Yu's hair, covering her eyes.

Su Mo was a little surprised: "Am I not gentle now?" ”

Chu Yu raised his head, looked at the former senior in front of him, and finally fell silent.

And Su Mo seemed to understand the meaning that Chu Yu wanted to express.

The two of them stood and sat together, looking at the scenery in the distance, enjoying this rare tranquility.

"Please, let me down!"

"It's a shame!"

"Sooner or later, one day I will be a peerless master of leveling the sky and the dome stream!"

"You can't leave a stain on your body!"

"It's a great shame!"

"Otherwise, you should kill me, no, you can't kill me, if I die, no one will be able to destroy the Heavenly Vault."

"You're insulting a future Terran leader!"

"Or..."

"Terran feats!"

"You remember, for a maximum of thirty years, I will enter the Heavenly Dome Stream alone, one person, one stick, and the Heavenly Dome Stream will be killed like a river of blood."

"At that time, the ten demon gods of the Heavenly Dome Stream will besiege me together!"

"And I'm alone!"

"The demon god has since perished, and the Heavenly Dome has become the name in the history books, and Qi Tian has completely become a thing of the past with that war."

"When 10,000 years from now, people will only remember that once the Terrans..."

"There was a hero."

"His name is Qi Tian, Qi Tian of the Monkey King."

"For the sake of the human race, we will die with the demon domain!"

Qi Tian was still shouting on the plaque, and his voice kept echoing over the empty demon gate.

Breathe back to your heart.

And the story he narrated was even more bloody.

"This little one..."

"It's really good for the reserves."

Su Mo leaned his elbows around the city pass, leaned over, and couldn't help but smile and said.

Chu Yu nodded lightly.

"The story is good, but the ending is not good."

"It's a bit pessimistic."

"It should be better to destroy the Demon Domain and return with serious injuries."

Chu Yu's voice was very soft, and he was slightly distracted when he said this.

"It's too idealistic."

"Sometimes death is a kind of sublimation, and it can also make the story more widely circulated."

"Qi Tian is still quite suitable for writing novels."

Su Mo obviously didn't agree with Chu Yu's statement.

Chu Yu held a paintbrush in his hand, sketching something on the canvas at random, and suddenly whispered for a long time: "But some people, some things..."

"Before you know it, you already have your own ending."

"It's not something that can be changed by man, can it?"

"Every story has its own ending, if people outside the story use external forces to control, this story..."

"Instead, it loses its charm."

As she spoke, a vague figure appeared on her drawing board, which was hanging on the wall.

The mouth is still screaming.

The eyes are full of arrogance and self-confidence unique to teenagers!

"yes..."

"The moment every story unfolds, the ending is already predestined."

"I just don't know how you and I will end..."

"How it will be."

Su Mo breathed a long sigh of relief, chuckled, and shook his head slightly, quite freely.

It may not be until now that people can truly believe that he...

He was a Confucian student.