Once upon a time there was a demon pass

Zhao Zicheng and Sun Wen were still laughing and joking at first, but after watching that lonely graduation ceremony, they became a little silent.

When Su Mo graduated, there was at least one companion beside him.

But Bai Haitang, only herself.

I still remember when I first entered Mo Academy, Bai Haitang looked like a big sister, hanging herself from the ceiling, arrogant and domineering.

She still remembers that when her only classmate died, she took her own machete and chased and killed Qiu Xiaoxiao for a year.

She seems to always be so confident and down-to-earth.

Only at this moment, she seemed to have removed her mask and returned to her truest appearance.

Just like when she first entered Mo Academy, she is a simple and lovely little girl who doesn't know much about the world.

She didn't prepare any extremely high-end moves, and she didn't proudly look up at those juniors and girls. Even at this moment, she was a little ashamed in the eyes of the freshmen who just entered school.

But only the old seniors who have been in the Mo Academy for more than a few years know what Bai Haitang's state of mind is like at this time.

The graduation ceremony ended in a sad atmosphere.

When the curtain was coming to an end, Bai Haitang wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, her eyes were bloodshot, but she still tried her best to look at the juniors who had just entered school, and barely smiled.

"forever..."

"Always cherish these partners standing by your side."

"Cherish...every second you spend together."

She stood on the high platform, bowed deeply to the many students in the audience, and turned to leave.

This seems to be just a small episode of Mo Academy.

The freshmen are still fantasizing about their future, with lofty aspirations, and even with the 140th class of seniors with zero mortality as their role models, they feel that they can do the same.

Is it really necessary to be so sad?

But what they don't know is that on this day, even Artest, Xiao Xiao, who was doing missions outside, rushed back, including Yu Sheng, they left Jiangcheng together, stood in the border field, and looked at an inconspicuous place. grave bag.

In front of the grave, there is an ordinary wooden signboard with words carved by several people on it.

'Brother, the tomb of Xu Wenxuan. '

Sun Wen didn't have the luxury to build a huge cemetery, he knew that this was not what Xu Wenxuan was after.

It's not that the more luxurious the cemetery, the more satisfied they are.

A quiet location with good scenery is more suitable for Xu Wenxuan.

Here, you can look at Mo Academy to the south and Zhenyao Pass to the north, where the breeze blows and leaves fall.

Zhao Zicheng took a broom and quietly swept the dead leaves in front of the tomb.

Sun Wen carefully wiped the tombstone.

Lin Xiaoxiao hugged Dabai and sat under the tree.

Artest was a little at a loss, standing there scratching his head.

Yu Sheng looked at the tomb, still trying hard to make an expression. Although it was still a bit gloomy, it looked much more natural than before.

For the rest of my life now, apart from being calm forever, I occasionally make some other expressions.

Only Mu Yu, with his face still cold, placed his tombstone opposite Xu Wenxuan's!

"If it weren't for you, maybe our 140th class of students would not have set a record of zero mortality."

"Even... it will become a joke that the group is almost wiped out as soon as they enter school."

A gentle smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Zicheng's mouth, and he gently put his hand on the tombstone.

At that time, they were just the weakest rookies, with no teamwork at all, and their personal combat experience was almost zero.

The so-called Mo Academy students are no different from the other three major universities.

But Xu Wenxuan spared no effort to teach them, and taught them everything he had learned in the past few years.

"Senior Sister Bai Haitang also graduated today."

"Unknowingly, we have also become the oldest group of students of Mo Academy."

"Um..."

"Those old students who have been repeated for too long don't count. After all, we are all third graders."

"Oh, by the way, Mo Academy has restored your student file."

"You... are still a student of Mo Academy..."

Sun Wen approached, sitting cross-legged in front of Xu Wenxuan's grave, also speaking softly.

This has become a tradition for them over the years.

Always tell him everything that happened this year.

"Senior Sister Chu Yu..."

"Senior Sister Chu Yu is getting old..."

"The last time I came down from Zhenyaoguan and saw her for the last time, she was already... a little unable to walk."

"Even the drawing board was put away by her at some point."

"Usually I can only lie down on the rocking chair in Zhenyaoguan, covered with a blanket, basking in the sun."

"But she...is still beautiful."

"It is recognized by our Mo Academy as the number one beauty."

"It's just that we are still too weak, and we can't find a way to make her... let her come back, but I will still work hard. After all, my awakened object represents that I am the child of luck!"

Sun Wen wiped away the tears that fell from the corners of his eyes, and smiled carefreely.

Artest was holding the huge wine bottle, but he still didn't speak, and drank sips.

Until the sunset gradually set, several people slowly got up.

"Senior Brother Xu, we...see you next year!"

Under the setting sun, several teenagers looked at the tomb, waved their hands lightly, faced the setting sun, smiled, shouted, and strode away!

Still full of vigor, just like when I first entered school!

never give up!

But, after today, they still want to be the calm seniors, the geniuses of the human race, and the future pillars.

Take back the pressure and responsibilities that have been temporarily removed.

Everyone hopes that they will always be young.

But in the end, everyone is forced to grow up.

Youth is like the wind, years are like songs.

It's a long road, and I don't know the way back.