Once upon a time there was a demon pass

Two 10 minutes later.

After carefully watching the ending song of The Colorful Fairy, the preview of the next episode.

The vice-principal leaned back on the chair in a dull manner and let out a long sigh.

"We'll have to wait another week!"

"Updates are so slow!"

Open the curtains and let the sun shine in the room.

Take out your phone.

Open the work group of Mo Academy.

think about it...

'You have kicked Mr. Xu out of the group chat'

After finishing the first thing, allowing Xu Yuanqing to bombard him in private chats, the vice-principal acted as if he didn't hear him, typing awkwardly in the group chat.

Migrant workers at the Mo Academy: Graduation season is after the summer vacation, and there are quite a few who can graduate this year. '

'Want to be a funny guy (Day 386): Well, this year there are only Su Mo and Bai Yu. '

'Improper Funny Man (Day 2): Hey, no, no, Su Mo can finish....'

'Improper Funny Man (Day 1): Well, yes, I am very relieved. '

'Want to be a funny man (Day 386): envious. '

"Mo Academy workers: Can you be more serious! ! !The principal doesn't look like a principal, the dean doesn't see anyone every day, and I'm a vice principal busy with other things, so you guys go out and have fun, are you alone? '

'Not being a funny man (Day 1): Those who can do more work, and recently...'

There was a pause in the chat.

'Improper Funny Guy (Day 1): Recently, Lao Li's injuries have worsened, and he is probably going to die. He is going to Yaoyu for a walk, and we will see him off. '

'The worker of Mo Academy:? ? ? '

Mo Academy worker: Hey, has Lao Li also taken this step? '

Put down your phone.

The vice-principal looked at the sunset outside the window, a little lost in thought, with a heavy expression on his face, sighed lightly, and shook his head. At this moment, only his room showed the loneliness deep in his heart.

"Fuck, what's so sad."

"The old man will go away sooner or later!"

"What the hell, when the time comes, I will definitely let the TV station broadcast it live for me, and I will go with great vigor!"

Rubbing his face, the vice-principal cursed in a low voice, and returned to his previous unscrupulous appearance. He returned to his seat, continued to watch the surveillance screen, picked up the teacup, took a leisurely sip, and let out a long sigh of relief.

“Good tea!”

only...

The tea has been left for too long, it is already cold.

But the vice-principal acted as if he didn't see it, he was still blowing, drinking tea, and blowing again...

……

Mexico City.

One after another figures lifted into the sky.

All are old men with white hair.

On the ground, a middle-aged man looked up, breathing heavily.

"Send it to Mr. Li!"

"Send it to Mr. Li!"

Accompanied by the shouts, an elderly man coughing non-stop, and a large number of elderly people appeared in this open space.

"Last ride..."

"You send me."

With soft eyes, the old man looked at one of the middle-aged men with a free and easy smile.

The middle-aged man nodded vigorously with ruddy eyes.

Kneeling directly on the ground, slightly bent over.

The old man even struggled to walk, and with the support of others, he just let the middle-aged man carry him on his back.

"Take care of your daughter, she is still young."

The old man whispered in the middle-aged ear.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath and nodded vigorously: "Understood, father."

Suppressing the tears in his eyes.

The energy spread like a breeze, covering the old man on his back.

Then...

Lift off.

A number of middle-aged men lowered their heads one after another, clenched their fists with their right hands, and hammered their hearts.

"The flames of the human race will never go out, so let's go, senior!"

"The flames of the human race will never go out, so let's go, senior!"

In a loud cry, Yuan Qingshan, Qi Changshan, and an old man surrounded the middle-aged man and gradually disappeared into the sky.

Ink Pavilion.

Sun Yingxiong stood on the roof and let the strong wind blow by.

Standing in the sight of everyone.

A head of white hair was constantly blowing with the wind, and it was a little messy.

"Li Shaobai!"

"Entered Spiritual Academy, 21 years old, graduated from Wujue!"

"Climb to the Yaoguan Pass and fight bloody battles for sixteen years!"

"Retired due to injury!"

"Today, enter the demon realm!"

"Take the hero's path!"

"Moge, see you off!"

Sun Yingxiong's resonant voice kept echoing in the air.

People spontaneously stood on the street, bowed and bowed.

along the way...

Every city that the escorting team passed through would have someone walk out and bend over to the midair.

The Mo Pavilion is divided into pavilion masters, standing in the void to send each other off.

The old man just lay on his son's back, lowered slightly, looking at the mountains, rivers and land of this human domain with weak eyes.

"so good..."

Whispering, looking at the distant sky, the outline of Zhenyao Pass has gradually emerged.

The old man smiled.

As if recalling his youthful frivolity, the years of bloody battles in Zhenyaoguan, for a while, he became a little more energetic.

The town demon is closed.

Zhong Yushu stood on the city wall with a group of soldiers.

Looking at the Taoist figures in mid-air.

salute.

On the mountain in the distance, a scepter was lifted into the air, shining a dazzling light in midair.

Under the spot of energy, it seems to pave a star road for the old man.

No one showed up.

but...

The ceremony has arrived.

It fell on Zhenyao Pass.

"Put...ahem...let me down."

The old man stood on the city wall of Zhenyaoguan, gently stroking the bricks and tiles, and his eyes fell on Zhong Yushu.

Bend slightly.

"Meet Mr. Zhong."

Zhong Yushu sighed lightly and shook his head: "It's still the same temperament, it's too polite, we are about the same age."

"Call me old."

"Stay old-fashioned, how tiring..."

Li Shaobai shook his head, and said seriously: "In terms of position, you are the commander-in-chief, and you are the tenth elder of the Mo Pavilion. This call... is for you."

"Everyone...you can start now."

Zhong Yushu nodded slightly, looked at him with a complicated expression, and his figure lifted into the air.

The bloody spear emerged.

Holding Zhong Yushu in his hands, terrifying energy spread, and the phantom of the long dragon hovered behind him, like an immortal god of war, staring straight at the direction of the demon realm.

He opened his mouth and shouted: "Today, Li Shaobai, the seven-time awakener of our human race, entered the demon realm!"

"Perform death rites!"

"The place to be conquered is the thousand-mile demon plain!"

Under the diffusion of energy, Zhong Yushu's voice resounded in the demon realm.

One after another beast roar sounded.

In the Thousand Miles Demon Field, the giant black python slowly raised its head, spreading its demonic aura.

"can."

Just responded softly.

The giant python snorted coldly, its head fell back, and there was no movement.

"Please!"

"Today, all the officers and soldiers of Zhenyao Pass send off Li Shaobai respectfully!"

Zhong Yushu fell back to the ground and took two steps back to make room for a distance.

A famous soldier spontaneously divided into two columns.

Leave a passage.

Li Shaobai's son knelt down on his knees, the tears in his eyes could no longer be suppressed.