Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"what's the situation?"

"Sun Wen loves Zhao Zicheng so deeply now?"

"Even if you get punched, you will feel distressed?"

"It's outrageous!"

Looking at this scene, Lin Xiaoxiao was amazed, her big eyes blinked, she still didn't forget to take out a bag of potato chips, and kept passing it to her mouth.

A look of gossip.

It's like a girl who watched mangagama anime.

very excited.

Sun Wen's eyes were still a little rosy, and he tried hard to control the sadness in his heart.

Looking at Zhao Zicheng in disbelief.

On the other hand, Zhao Zicheng was leaning against the wall, looking up to the sky and sighing.

"Do you know my dream?"

"once..."

"What I imagine is one person with one sword, standing in front of Zhenyao Pass, showing an invincible posture, the air of a king!"

"White clothes are fluttering, it's better to dye a head of white hair!"

"I've already thought of nicknames!"

"Snow Sword!"

"But now... it always feels more and more crooked."

For a moment, he looked a little lonely, lowered his head slightly, and let out another long sigh.

lonely as snow.

Sun Wen finally came out of that sad atmosphere, and before he even had time to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, he stared straight at the sandbag, and punched him unbelievingly again.

Sadness reappeared, and I always felt like tears were about to gush out.

"Try to enter the body with the awakened object!"

Sun Wen's eyes were a little bright, and he gradually became serious, and he spoke.

"Oh."

"Is that why you can't think about it?"

Zhao Zicheng glanced at Sun Wen arrogantly.

"Don't talk nonsense, use three and four skills together!"

Sun Wen decisively stopped Zhao Zicheng's intention to pretend to be aggressive.

Zhao Zicheng shrugged.

The sandbag gradually became unreal, turning into faint energy powder, which poured into his body.

Disappear.

And his body surface, the skin exudes a faint light.

Sun Wen took a deep breath and punched Zhao Zicheng hard on the shoulder.

The energy dissociated from Zhao Zicheng's body surface lighted up slightly, taking off about [-]% of the force of Sun Wen's punch.

It's like hiding yourself in thick cotton.

When it really touched the body, there was not much strength left.

And the most important thing is that although his strength has been relieved by half, the anti-injury effect formed by Zhao Zicheng's third skill is real!

Even more ruthless than before.

Obviously, it is an enhanced version after the awakened object enters the body.

But this kind of retaliation, if you meet a ruthless person, it's actually nothing.

Endure it for a while.

I still dare to hit you!

But the most important thing is that the uncontrollable sadness is stronger than before.

I can't suppress the sadness in my heart at all.

Tears welled up.

It even reminded him of his grandfather returning home with scars all over his body.

My father left home alone, guarding the fortitude of breaking the dawn.

Including when I was eight years old, I accidentally stepped on an ant to death.

Anyway...

All the sad things I have encountered in these years are like a slide show, constantly flashing in my mind.

Constantly stimulating my lacrimal glands.

"The fourth technique..."

"Whoever hits me wants to cry."

"Can't control that."

Zhao Zicheng's voice sounded faintly, and he sighed softly: "I still prefer one person, one sword, and white clothes fluttering."

"This gradually crooked skill is really embarrassing."

"Ugh..."

Several people looked at each other.

Sun Wen took a deep breath and gritted his teeth: "I always feel that he is actually showing off."

"What should I do if I really want to hit him!" Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes flickered, and he patted Dabai's head.

As always, Mu Yu was a practical man, and without saying a word, he grabbed his own tombstone that gradually became larger as the number of awakenings increased.

The iron chain kept vibrating, making rustling noises.

"I..."

"Me too!"

Artest scratched his head in his signature manner.

Several people just blocked Zhao Zicheng in the middle.

In about a few minutes...

Zhao Zicheng curled up in the corner with a bruised nose and swollen face, while the others squatted on the ground, crying.

Mu Yu, who was always icy, seemed to be in a bad mood at this moment.

Even Dabai lay prone on the ground, covering his face with his paws.

The body twitched.

After a long time, the crying gradually stopped.

Even though Zhao Zicheng's face was bruised, he still raised his head arrogantly, and looked at everyone with contempt: "Oh, a bunch of scum, believe it or not, I will let you beat me until I want to cry!"

Obviously a bold tone.

But it sounds a bit nondescript.

It always feels a little strange.

"It feels like the mission is ready!"

"I have already studied several big jobs, and the rewards are not low."

"It even contains several materials that are hard to buy in the world!"

"But there's one thing I think is true."

"Go out this time, let's..."

"We still have to rely on our own strength."

"After all, when I go to the Demon Realm, there is no Jin Yuanbao Group."

"Our world will sooner or later belong to the demon realm."

Putting aside the idea of ​​joking, Sun Wen gradually became serious, watching everyone and said seriously.

Several people nodded thoughtfully.

On this point, they also agree.

Including when Yu Sheng went to the Demon Realm alone, they were still envious in their hearts.

Being able to gallop in the demon realm is what their young people yearn for.

only...

Not enough strength.

Not even qualified to hold back.

"set off!"

"Strive for the end of the summer vacation, and let everyone sleep four times!"

Sun Wen waved his fist vigorously, and said impassionedly, then he seemed to think of something again, and added: "Oh, yes, I'm almost in bed."

"No other meaning, just want to mention."

"Well, come on!"

After finishing speaking, Sun Wen turned around and walked away without delay. His pace was very fast. Under the dazed eyes of everyone, he even began to use trot at the end, and then turned into a gallop.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from everyone's sight.

"He...was he pretending just now?"

Zhao Zicheng looked at the direction in which Sun Wen left, thoughtful.

Lin Xiaoxiao nodded vigorously.

"..."

"Find a chance at night... beat him up."

"I think it's doable."

Several people murmured to themselves and nodded one after another.

His eyes were exceptionally bright and he was gearing up.

……

Ink Academy, deep in the campus.

The vice-principal was sitting in the monitoring room, looking at the pictures of the little guys, drinking tea leisurely, looking like he was enjoying life.

Just glance at the watch every few minutes.

finally...

When the time came to 59:[-] in the afternoon, I got up decisively, locked the door, and drew the curtains.

Finally, open the computer web page.

Enter the colorful fairy.

Click Refresh.

It's exactly three o'clock, the time card is just right, the eighth season of Seven Color Fairy, 49 episodes, update!

"comfortable."

Putting down the teacup, the vice principal looked at the computer screen, immersed in this passionate story.