Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"You...won."

Looking at the strand of hair in Zhao Zicheng's hand, the tail of the crane pursed his lips, and finally smiled carefreely, watching everyone: "From now on, you... have passed."

"The road ahead, come on."

The moment he turned around, his face turned pale.

Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to remain calm.

Is it one day sooner than I imagined?

Looking at the back at the end of the crane, Zhao Zicheng and the others didn't know why, but they didn't feel the joy after victory at all.

"Actually, you are very strong!"

"Thank you!"

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Zicheng shouted fiercely.

The figure at the end of the crane paused, rubbed his face, forced a smile, and turned around.

What they saw was Zhao Zicheng and others standing in a row, bowing in unison.

For a moment, his eye sockets were a little rosy.

It was also at this certain moment that he seemed to understand... Maybe this is the inheritance of the human race.

One generation, passed on to another.

For a while, I felt a little proud.

There was an involuntary smile on his face, a genuine smile.

"Why are you so sad?"

"Little guys, don't think that I'm leaving. After a few years, I can still beat you."

"Have the opportunity..."

"See you at Town Demon Pass!"

Turning around, but this time without sadness, with a smile on his face, he walked into the dormitory building with ease, and packed his luggage.

Zhao Zicheng and the others sat silently on the stone pier.

"Mo Academy, it is indeed a bit cruel."

"It's a little cold."

"Ah."

Talking to each other, they all fell silent in the end.

until...

Accompanied by Mo Ge's warning, the pavilion master and deputy pavilion master soared into the sky.

"All those who have awakened more than six times, all rush to help Zhenyao Pass!"

A whistling sound was left in the air, and it rushed away.

Immediately afterwards, figures from the Monster Elimination Pavilion, the Dark Pavilion, and the reserve staff walked out, with serious expressions on their faces, but without any hesitation.

These people are usually aloof and enjoy many privileges that ordinary people can't understand at all.

Maybe it won't be understood until one day when the news of their death comes out.

Inside the ink academy.

The bell rang.

Deep in the college, the old man sitting in the monitoring room sighed softly, and walked out of the room with his thermos cup in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, one old man after another appeared.

A group of old guys looked at each other and smiled.

"I've been at ease for a few years, and I'm really not used to hearing this alarm again."

"Let's see if there is a chance to eat someone's table this time."

"I'm not afraid of killing you."

While talking, several people walked out from the arch, and really came to the outer domain of the school.

Seeing the guy who was lying at the door and still sleeping with the bottle in his arms, the vice principal kicked him over: "Wake up, get up, get to work."

He opened his eyes in a daze, with drunkenness in them.

"What a fool."

"Go to sleep then."

Seeing the state of the drunk man, the vice-principal couldn't help cursing, took a deep breath, and yelled, "All the teachers of the Mo Academy, assemble! The highest level of combat readiness!"

The voice fell, just a few seconds.

Close to the door.

Slowly jump out of the window directly.

In less than ten seconds, nearly twenty figures appeared on the playground.

There is no smile in the past, just waiting calmly.

Obviously, they know what the highest level of combat readiness means.

"Heh, look, this is the country that I have brought down with my own hands!"

An old man watched this scene, nodded with satisfaction, and expressed his feelings.

"Principal, you are a funny man again."

Another old man who looked very serious looked at the principal enviously, as if to say why he couldn't come up with such an obscenity.

The place turned cold for a moment.

A number of students also appeared on the playground.

Zhao Zicheng and other freshmen were still a little puzzled, but those old students clenched their fists.

"Forget it, there's nothing more to say."

"From now on, you can spend 3 minutes alone, leave a suicide note, or call your family."

"Then, let's go."

In the end, the principal just said something and walked to the middle of the playground.

Looking around: "This incident is too sudden, there must be shadows of cults in it. After we leave, there will be no masters in Jiangcheng."

"So... your task is to..."

"Baojiang City is safe."

"Today, for every cultist killed, less than four senses, three credits, and four senses or more, 20 credits!"

"unlimited."

As the principal's voice fell, the faces of the students turned flushed and they all clenched their fists.

"And the bunch of trash inside, don't just mess around and wait to die."

"Let me go out to work."

"If an ordinary person dies in Jiangcheng, I'll take your skin off!"

Looking deep into the campus, he spoke again.

No one responded.

But it can be vaguely seen, and occasionally a figure will jump out of the wall, far away.

until it disappears.

Even the drunk man got up staggeringly, dragged his body and walked out of the school gate.

"Xu Yuanqing!"

After 3 minutes, the principal, who was still smiling, suddenly looked serious and cold: "Get out."

Xu Yuanqing took a step forward.

"You stay in Jiangcheng."

"Hold him until we come back."

"Questions?"

The headmaster looked directly at Xu Yuanqing.

Xu Yuanqing shook his head.

The vice-principal frowned slightly: "When he retreated from Zhenyaoguan before, he had a hidden disease and was always lethargic. He defended the city..."

Some hesitation.

"Where the people are, the city is here."

"When people are gone, the city is still there."

Xu Yuanqing, who had always been very silent, spoke suddenly, without any impassioned speech, and his voice was calm.

"Ah."

The headmaster nodded and took a deep breath: "Everyone, now... go to Zhenyao Pass!"

After finishing the words, under the leadership of several old people, a famous teacher followed behind, soared into the sky, and left with a roar.

Only Xu Yuanqing was left standing alone in the center of the playground.

Still the pajamas.

"From now on, Mo Academy has entered the first level of alert."

"All second-year old students, in groups of two, are scattered all over the border city. Anyone who is in turmoil, kill!"

"Demagogues, kill!"

"Those who bully the people, kill!"

Accompanied by Xu Yuanqing's voice, an old student turned around and returned to his room. When he came out again, each of them walked out of the campus gate with their own weapons in their hands.

Scattered away.

In Jiangcheng, Mo Academy is still there, this city... can't be turned upside down.

"Just let me see..."

"How many corpses did the cult prepare this time..."

Squinting his eyes, looking into the distance, muttering to himself.