Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"Suppressing Demon Pass, Artai ascended!"

"Practice the mind, Artest also walked!"

"Could it be that my human race's mental training is not enough to intuitively reflect a person's heart?"

"Or, do you think the road created by the sages is not as convincing as a few photos?"

Sun Wen stared at the man closely, because his voice was a little hoarse due to running around for several days.

Most of the people remained silent, lost in thought.

Not a word.

The man was a little speechless when he was asked, looked around, and sneered again: "Isn't it normal for Yaozu to have some backup?"

"Sneaking into my human race through all kinds of hardships, the plan is huge!"

"How can it be easily detected?"

The person spoke faster and faster, his eyes became brighter, and he regained his confidence.

He raised his chin slightly.

"It's tiring to look up at others."

"Come up and say."

After initiating the topic, Yu Mo, who had been silent all this time, suddenly opened his mouth and moved his fingers lightly.

A stone platform also rose under the young man's feet.

The area is not large.

But he lifted him up and looked at Sun Wen at the same level.

This person was a little flustered at first, but when he found that everyone's eyes were on him, he couldn't help but feel a little proud.

"According to what you said, why was Artest's incident suddenly revealed?"

"The background of those photos is clearly in the Demon Realm."

"Who took the picture again?"

"After the photo was released, this person disappeared. Why?"

"Assuming that Artest is an important pawn that Yaoyu deployed in our human race, why did Yaoyu release this photo?"

"Isn't it contradictory?"

Zhao Zicheng patted Sun Wen's shoulder lightly, and took a step forward.

Keep asking questions.

The young man was speechless for a while, and subconsciously looked at the crowd.

But I found that all these people were deep in thought, and some people had gradually recovered their calm from anger, and even nodded slightly.

Several acquaintances whispered softly to each other, as if they were discussing.

He frowned slightly.

For a moment, the so-called crowd standing behind him, the backer, justice, accompanied by the rising stone platform, became isolated.

But the height of one meter makes him stand out from the crowd.

"There are many factions in the demon realm!"

"Maybe it's just a conflict between tribes!"

"I still firmly believe that the photo is definitely not a fake, and there is no possibility of photoshopping!"

Another person spoke.

Yu Mo hooked his fingers again, and the person who spoke rose up.

But with his previous experience, this person didn't panic, his face was full of justice, and he even glanced at the camera without a trace.

"Indeed, there are rumors that there are also internal struggles within the Demon Realm."

"Well, after all, the photo cannot be faked."

"I think...Looking at it again, after calming down, the things that were so convincing before suddenly seem to be questionable."

The people below are still discussing.

It's just that most people still naturally have special emotions towards monsters, generally speaking... they are still hostile.

"Infighting, cannibalism..."

Sun Wen suddenly laughed at himself, looking at the two people opposite, feeling a little bitter.

It turns out that some things just need to be unnecessary.

"Then do you know?"

"A-Tai, the second-level Yunxun winner!"

"Two months ago, at the main entrance of Shoumo Academy, there was a fight to the death!"

Mu Yu, who had been silent all this time, spoke.

As his voice fell, Yu Mo in the wheelchair thought for a while and waved lightly.

On the big screen in the square, a surveillance video suddenly appeared.

The video is a bit long, facing the direction of the gate of the Mo Academy, a famous cult launched an attack on the Mo Academy.

Artest rampaged through the crowd.

Ended up covered in blood.

But he still persisted, half kneeling at the door.

The entire video lasted for three to ten minutes, and it was still at double speed.

The entire network is played simultaneously.

Looking at the content in this picture, many people fell silent.

The look at Artest was a bit complicated.

They have seen the news about Jiangcheng.

I also know that the students of Mo Academy have sacrificed a lot for this matter.

But Mo Academy did not elaborate on the matter.

No one even knew that Artest won the second level of Yun Xun.

In terms of honors, Mo Academy has always been very low-key. At most, it only announces the number of graduates and the number of deaths every year.

"A-Tai is the second level Yunxun?"

"Look again..."

"I suddenly feel a little confused."

Same as the square, there are also many discussions on the live broadcast. ъ

In addition to some still radical remarks, more people really began to seriously and rationally discuss issues about Artest.

Instead of just saying "should be killed" as before.

Including some experts in Internet technology who went to pick up the IP and coordinates of the person who exposed Artest's photo.

And start making assumptions.

"So what about Yun Xun?"

"How many of his meritorious deeds are obtained by killing the demon clan?"

"It's just murder!"

"Killing the tribe and exchanging meritorious service, isn't this very in line with the interests of the Yaozu?"

Another person sneered and spoke.

Yu Mo frowned slightly, and took a look at the speaker, especially his face.

Finally raised his hand slightly.

The man lifts off.

Although he didn't talk about the rules from the beginning to the end, but three times in a row, he made many people understand that as long as they dare to speak, they will stand above the crowd and enjoy the attention.

"that is!"

"Non-my family, its heart must be different!"

"Let him go, I can agree, but for the tens of thousands of people who died before Zhenyao Pass, can I agree?"

"That's right, how can a photo be faked?"

As if a signal was sounded, stone pillars appeared under the feet of one after another, rose up, and angrily rebuked all this.

But many more remained silent.

"For the monster race, I also have a deep understanding of evil."

"My grandfather's name is Sun Yingxiong. Everyone should know that I don't mean to overwhelm others with power."

"I have rarely seen him since I was a child, and I always listened to him discussing... how to kill more demons."

"My grandma died in battle after giving birth to my second uncle."

"My second uncle died of revenge from the demon clan when he was a teenager when he was climbing the Yao Pass."

"Even my parents are still guarding the Lixiao Pass every day."

"I don't say this to show off the honor, and I never think of it as an honor."

"Because... it's a trade for your life."

"I just want to say, demon, I hate it too."

"Even if someone tells me now that my death will destroy the demon domain, no, even if it is just to take away a demon master, I can kill myself without hesitation!"

"But please think rationally..."

"A Tai and Yao, are they really the same..."

"In the past, he was also a human, but when he was young, he was captured by the demon clan, tortured, experimented, and transformed a human into a demon!"

"All of this is not voluntary..."

"Even so, he still maintained the sincerity in his heart and fled back to the human race."

"Protect everyone in the human race with all your heart."

"And now, he will be accused by thousands of people again."

Taking a deep breath, Sun Wen's eyes were bloodshot, and even his voice trembled slightly.