Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"Ok."

"It feels like you're going to be worth a lot soon."

"I'll harvest it myself."

Casually glanced at the few people who were still in a coma, the short-haired girl turned around and went back to the dormitory.

And Zhao Zicheng was still excitedly posing various poss, taking selfies, and co-shooting for those few.

And uploaded to the cloud in one breath.

After making sure that even if the phone is damaged, it will not be lost, and then he was relieved.

"Boss Yu, who are we going to do next?"

"Why don't you... try to get rid of that old guy?"

Zhao Zicheng integrated into the environment very quickly, but in just one hour, he was no longer satisfied with killing a few students, but set his expectant eyes on the big speaker in the distance.

Yu Sheng glanced at Zhao Zicheng with a complicated expression, then turned and left.

high speed.

Quickly distanced himself, showing that he had nothing to do with this guy.

Zhao Zicheng didn't react for a while.

next moment...

A wave of energy coercion came from the depths of the campus, and Zhao Zicheng fell to his knees directly on the ground.

In the distance, a surveillance camera turned around, pointed at Zhao Zicheng's position and flickered a few times, as if... seemed to have captured something.

……

"Tsk tsk, I learned it."

"Look, my master art!"

In the depths of the academy, in an office.

With excitement on his face, the white-haired old man poked his phone and typed awkwardly on the screen.

send.

is a communication group.

group name...

Work hard to be a model worker!

There are not many people in the group, there are only 12 people in total.

Immediately afterwards, several pictures were sent out.

They are the miserable photos of Liu Yu and the others, and the last... Zhao Zicheng knelt down stubbornly.

The photos are clear.

Tricky angle.

Including the night scene, the colors used by the moonlight all reveal the word "professional".

Improper Funny Guy (Day [-]): Did they mess with those unemployed students? (Whacking the table and laughing emoji)

Want to be a funny guy (Day 672): Unemployed students are in another area of ​​the school, and many people are not on campus recently, it should not be. (funny face)

In charge of the appearance of the Mo Academy: Tsk tsk, what a tragedy, who did it? @滨学院工作工

Beating Workers at Mo Academy: Beaten up by freshmen (beating the table and laughing)

Improper Funny Guy (Day [-]): (scared) (thumps the table and laughs)

(beating the table and laughing +1)

(beating the table and laughing +2)

……

Mr. Xu:? ? ?

Mr. Xu: What happened?

Mr. Xu: My side is almost over. The entrance exam is over, and the money is enough to make a comeback!

Mr. Xu: Believe me, Zhenyaoguan takeaway delivery is definitely an idea to make a fortune, and it can also deliver steaming meals to the soldiers on the front line. It only needs one-click payment, which is very convenient!

Improper Funny Guy (Day [-]): Pound the table and laugh!

Want to be a funny man (Day 672): Pound the table and laugh!

Ink Academy's face value responsibility: beat the table and laugh!

Model Worker of Mo Academy: Pounding the table and laughing!

Mr. Xu:...

Mr. Xu: Wait for the day when I become the richest man in the human race!

The group message is over.

Putting down the phone, the old man hummed a tune and looked at the screens not far away.

Above is all the monitoring screens of the entire Mo Academy.

100% no dead angle.

Follow along.

"Still on duty in the middle of the night, as expected of me, an excellent model worker."

He picked up the thermos cup, took a sip, and enjoyed it all over his face.

……

Outside the border city.

in the woods.

Xu Yuanqing put down his phone with an ugly face, looked at the candidates who were still fighting one-on-one with monsters in the distance, and let out a roar: "What the hell are you doing!"

"Hold tight!"

"If you win, you will be the freshmen of Mo Academy!"

"It's just a second-level monster!"

...

The crowd was silent.

A first-level awakener, fighting a second-level monster.

Is it as easy as you said?

The boy who didn't look at the tombstone started to magnify his moves, but he barely maintained a [-]-[-] split.

"That's it."

"You guys are so stupid!"

Lin Xiaoxiao was wearing suspenders, sitting on Dabai's body with her little hands behind her back, looking at everyone with a smile and said.

It's over for her.

She didn't even move.

Dabai solved it by himself.

Obviously, whether it is bloodline or strength, Dabai surpasses these monsters by a level.

Listening to Lin Xiaoxiao's words of standing up and talking without back pain, everyone became more silent.

"If you can't beat it, if you want to save your life, please let me do it."

"One in ten thousand, no one can deceive a child."

Xu Yuanqing put down the phone, took a deep breath, and spoke again.

Lin Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes and said, "I'm 5000..."

"From now on, you are eliminated."

"I enrolled half an hour ago, teacher, you have no right to expel me~"

One big and one small, the two faced each other tit for tat.

Only Dabai was still lazily lying on the ground, eating and chewing some dried fruits in his mouth, his eyes full of enjoyment.

As if... a dog is born like this, no regrets.

……

"Zhao Qingyi!"

"Relax!"

"You are also in the Dark Pavilion!"

"You are also in the Dark Pavilion!"

Standing in the lobby of Jiangcheng Dark Pavilion, the two had a tacit understanding, looked at each other, and spoke almost at the same time.

The fighting spirit is everywhere.

The dark pavilion is still brightly lit late at night.

All the clerks watched this scene blankly, a little dazed.

"Oh, grandma, I don't even bother to be in the same department as you."

"Tomorrow morning, I will apply for transfer to the Demon Demon Pavilion!"

"You follower, shameless, you chased my old lady to Jiangcheng."

An Xin sneered, turned around and left.

Zhao Qingyi looked at An Xin's back and said calmly, "Oh, little man."

"Fucking motherfucker, who are you scolding!"

"you."

The two confronted each other again, not giving in.

……

The next day.

early morning.

The door of Mo Academy opened again.

Wearing sunglasses and holding a toothpick in his mouth, Xu Yuanqing walked in like a gangster.

And behind him, followed by three people.

Tombstone boy, Lin Xiaoxiao, giant.

Lin Xiaoxiao had already fallen asleep on Dabai's back.

The boy with the tombstone was covered in wounds, staggering as he carried the blood-stained tombstone on his back. His face was pale, but his eyes were determined.

The giant looked even more miserable, with scratches all over his body.

The wound is torn.

But he smiled honestly.

As if he didn't care about all of this.

Yu Sheng, Zhao Zicheng, and Sun Wen watched them silently. They knew that... this would be all their classmates for the next three years.

Of course, some may die in these three years.

Even myself.

But teenagers always have a sense of novelty.

"Rest today."

"Tomorrow... I will bring you a new birth ceremony."

"Well, remember to write the suicide note in advance."

"The death toll at the Freshman Ceremony of the Mo Academy, in 140 years, so far, 63 people."

After leaving such a sentence, Xu Yuanqing yawned and turned to leave.