Yuan Zhong, Li Zi, Shen Feng, and Wang Youcai's mood at this time was almost the same as Qi Tian's.

Under the cloak of teenagers, they always show their otherness.

Or the brain makes up a powerful image and happily imitates it.

It's like Li Zi...

In the TV series she watched since she was a child, the weak green tea sister is the most powerful person in the world, so she began to keep learning and keep moving in this direction.

Yuan Zhong's killing of Matt...

The king's rich calculations and cunning...

Including Shen Feng's ferocity, in fact, it is just the image that he made up for his brain from childhood to adulthood, and finally formed a label.

In fact, most people are like this.

In everyone's heart, they have their own understanding of the most powerful person.

And will subconsciously imitate.

But until today...

In this town demon pass, I have seen a war that is not a war.

Thousands of golden leopards, regardless of their lives, rushed to the Demon Control Pass, and at the moment of boarding, they blew themselves up.

Bloody rain.

This kind of scene is more shocking than any language.

Including Chu Yu...

This senior sister, who is only a few years older than them, is already alone, sitting in the demon control pass, imprisoned in that formation, everything...

Just to give them ...

An extra decade of scenery.

"Thank you..."

"We... Will come to pick you up... Go home! ”

Several people bowed neatly, looked solemn, and turned to leave.

Maybe...

This is the biggest baptism in their trip.

Time has been standing in the corner, still carrying a golden leopard front leg that is still dripping with blood, and staring at Chu Yu from afar.

Chu Yu looked at her with some curiosity.

And the gaze of time is as calm as ever.

Compared to their coat, or so to speak, time itself, is such a person.

You don't need to rely on your appearance to strengthen yourself.

Show your differences.

Even...

Be more restrained and low-key.

Suddenly, on the indifferent face of time, a smile was squeezed out of Chu Yu's efforts.

The smile was stiff.

But...

But it was the first time I laughed since time left the sin city.

And for a stranger to laugh.

Chu Yu was stunned for a moment and smiled the same.

Compared with time, she smiled more naturally, gently, as if she was forever quiet, and in this town demon closed... A long watch.

"School girl should come on!"

Chu Yu waved his hand in the air, and finally clenched his fists in mid-air, cheering up.

It looks cute.

Time looked at this scene, a little silent, the smile on his face slowly faded, and he also raised his arm, as if he wanted to wave it like Chu Yu, but in the end he silently let it go.

just nodded lightly at Chu Yu.

Finally turned around and got off the demon pass.

Compared with the students of the class of 140, this trip was much less enthusiastic, and there was no impassioned scene like Zhong Yushu.

There is no kind of blood that burns in the bones.

But it's a little more realistic.

It also makes them more clear, what is the Demon Suppression Pass, the fifth generation of the human race, and what they should do.

A very vivid lesson.

Time passes...

Under the night sky, everyone stood under the town demon pass, thinking about the road, every unwilling word on the wall, the kind of emotion that almost burst out, sitting silently on the ground, raising their heads, looking up at the starry sky.

Just like last year's Class of 140.

"Perhaps, I now know the meaning of the Ink Academy."

"Actually, I didn't understand it before."

"In my opinion, the existence of the Mo Academy is not reasonable."

Wang Youcai leaned in front of the car, and his voice was a little hoarse: "From a businessman's point of view, the Ink Academy is a very cost-effective existence. ”

"Every year, the best geniuses of the human race are gathered, and most of these geniuses are buried."

"Obviously, they can cultivate little by little in a gentler way, maybe the high-end combat power of the human race is even more now."

"I even asked my father about this."

"But my father didn't say anything."

"To this day..."

Wang Youcai suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly and shook his head: "Six Jue, Seven Jue, no matter how many there are eight Jue, in the face of the Demon Domain, it will not be able to play a decisive factor." ”

"In this town demon pass, even if it is six senses, there is a risk of dying at any time."

"Chu Lao..."

"Perhaps, the Terrans don't have time for the younger generation to develop."

"Perhaps, only this kind of almost cruel Gu cultivation education can cultivate people who can really carry the human race forward."

"Perhaps..."

"The Ink Academy represents a hope."

"The hope of a human race."

"A little light in the dark."

Wang Youcai's eyes were hazy, as if he was babbling, recalling his father's smiling but complicated expression when he first asked his father.

He suddenly understood.

Why did his father insist on letting him be admitted to the Ink Academy?

Even Yuan Zhong, the grandfather of Qi Tian, had obviously become the principal of Lingnian Academy, but he didn't stop his grandson from joining the Mo Academy.

"Ink Academy, success is life, defeat is death."

"Perhaps..."

"Only the most incomprehensible madman in the world can really... From here..."

"Let's take to the sky."

"Perhaps, this madman, can be me."

At this moment, the philistine and cunning mood in Wang Youcai's eyes is gradually converging.

Replaced with a touch of madness.

His voice echoed through the crowd as well.

Qi Tian, Yuan Zhong, Shen Feng, and Li Zi, their eyes showed thoughtfulness almost at the same time, and they didn't speak, but the sound of breathing became a little heavier.

Su Mo stood on the stairs in the shadows, watching this scene, a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

There is a touch of memories, nostalgia, and... Sad.

Once upon a time, when I was still a teenager, when I first joined the Ink Academy, I walked down from the Demon Suppression Pass, sat in almost the same position, said the same thing, and held the same ideals.

All this...

It's a pity that things are not people.

The Demon Control is still there, and the Ink Academy is still the same, but the people who used to be, but their figures are dim and blurred little by little, and finally turn into bubbles.

He was the only one left, as if he had inherited the torch, and with a new group of teenagers, he landed in the town demon pass again.

Again...

Set sail and set sail.

Under the moonlight, Su Mo wore a Confucian shirt, groped around his waist, took out a folding fan, unfolded it, and waved his hand gently, the words on it gradually dimmed, and the fan surface returned to white.

And his fingers are constantly sketching on the surface of the fan.

Ultimately...

A line of text was written.

'Blossoming Mountains'

'No more teenagers'