Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"Changing of the guard!"

"gate of hell!"

Amid Zhong Yushu's shouts, the soldiers formed a neat line and left.

Chu Yu stood on the Zhenyao Pass, looking at the formation not far away, slightly lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking.

A soldier brought over a chair, the kind that was covered with animal skin and perfectly ergonomic.

Even if you sit for a long time, you won't get tired.

"Thank you."

Chu Yu nodded slightly to the soldiers, and stepped into the formation step by step.

The next moment, the book in her arms suddenly flew up, floating above her head, flipping over and over, and finally merged slowly.

Wisps of black gas continued to spread to the surroundings, permeating the entire city pass.

Chu Yu's complexion was a little pale, and with a muffled snort, he finally sat on the chair with his eyes slightly closed.

It took a long time for her breathing to gradually return to normal.

"Can..."

"Would you bring me the painting tools?"

"It's in the package I brought, thank you for your hard work."

Chu Yu looked at a soldier apologetically and said, then looked at the formation under his feet, feeling a little helpless.

The young soldier in his early twenties hurriedly shook his head, looking a little shy, hurried to the side, took out Chu Yu's painting utensils, and moved them over.

Some lowered their heads shyly, and gradually ran away.

"here..."

"It's the dusk of Zhenyao Pass."

"really beatiful..."

Chu Yu looked at the gradually setting sun outside the pass, lost his mind for a while, and said softly.

Slowly pick up the pen and keep sketching on the canvas.

But at this time, what she painted was not the setting sun, but a boy and a girl walking side by side on the road of passing on the torch.

Then look at the text on the walls on both sides.

On the solemn stone steps, boys and girls walked together.

Wordless, but...

But it is desirable.

After the painting fell, Chu Yu looked at the scroll and was a little absent-minded, as if remembering something, with a quiet smile always drawn on the corner of his mouth.

for a long time...

Only then did he put away the painting with great care, and continued to sketch on the blank paper.

The town demon is closed.

The firm eyes of countless people.

Boys and girls stood silently.

...

Under the setting sun, on the city wall of Zhenyao Pass, teenagers and girls are sitting on the city wall, looking at the setting sun in the distance.

The scenery along the way.

Walk with you.

Although I sat alone on the city wall of Zhenyao Pass, I never felt lonely.

……

Ink Pavilion.

"It's time to start."

Yu Mo looked out the window and said softly into the phone.

The phone hangs up.

About 1 minute later, war broke out almost simultaneously in all areas of the entire human race.

Some low-level cultists were defeated instantly.

more...

It is an explosion of terrifying energy.

Fights are everywhere.

Even this ink city is constantly roaring.

"pity..."

"I didn't find Qiu Xiaoxiao."

"But...it's not important anymore, it's just a scheming little person."

"Top wise men have always been the most missing in cults."

"However, with the development model of cults, it is impossible to recruit truly smart people."

"Only fools are brainwashed."

Yu Mo shook his head lightly, talking to himself.

One message after another kept jumping to his mobile phone, reporting the progress.

Most of the cultists were arrested.

But there are also a small number of people who have a keen sense of smell and are good at escaping, escaped from Mo Ge's encirclement and disappeared.

However, the information of these people is still on the wanted list of the dark cabinet after all.

Even a momentary escape will be dug out slowly.

Almost simultaneously, the Propaganda Department began to work hard.

The news that had been prepared for a long time was released collectively, spreading all over the human race.

Almost everyone in the human race knew one thing on this day.

Cult...

It's getting cold.

The moth that has plagued the human race for a long time was pulled out abruptly.

Although there are still some deeply hidden ones, it takes time and energy for Moge to clean them up.

But it's only a matter of time.

Perhaps, this is also the intention of the hunting soul.

If the list is particularly detailed, it will only take a few days for Mo Ge to clean up the cult, and he can have enough time to turn around and attack the hunting soul.

But this situation requires a lot of time.

This is the most beneficial for hunting souls.

……

"Spirit hunting...it must be soul hunting!"

In the wilderness, Qiu Xiaoxiao was wearing very cheap clothes, which made her pure white skin dark.

There is also a veil wrapped around her head, which looks like a rural woman from a distance.

At this time, she was sitting under the tree, her face was gloomy and a little dazed.

Religion...

The belief that I have struggled for several years so far, today...

Gone.

Everything was so sudden and unexpected.

"No, as long as I don't die, the cult will still exist!"

"Without Goddess Qiu Xiaoxiao..."

"Then I am... New God!"

Qiu Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, his expression gradually became firmer, and finally got up slowly.

"Zong Ren should be clear about this matter."

"Maybe now..."

"Together we can win together!"

At this moment, Qiu Xiaoxiao seemed to have grown up a lot, she lost her previous arrogance, instead she lowered her head slightly, thinking about actively cooperating with her enemy.

This was absolutely impossible for her before.

"Zongren should be at..."

"exist..."

Qiu Xiaoxiao frowned and thought about it seriously. After a long time, his eyes lit up slightly: "It should be in Jiangcheng! That is his only chance to come back!"

"I'll be waiting for him in Jiangcheng!"

"It's really unexpected that Jiangcheng is remote, and it will be more convenient to escape."

While speaking, Qiu Xiaoxiao walked into the distance.

She acted like a real peasant woman, stopped a long-distance bus, sat on it, picked a seat in the corner, and looked at the scenery outside the window, feeling a little absent-minded.

……

"The Religion..."

Browsing the posts on the phone, Zong Ren sneered: "Oh, sure enough, it's already a miracle to survive in the hands of these idiots."

"What I have been relying on is nothing but secrecy."

"When this set of communication codes is broken, it will be uprooted sooner or later."

"After I entered the Mo Academy, got in touch with Chu Yu, and after everything settled, the Church of God will flourish again and become better in my hands."

At this time, Zong Ren was completely unaware of the fact that Chu Yu had left the Mo Academy.

Still thinking about it here.

until...

"Miss Time!"

Seeing Time from a distance, Zong Ren's eyes lit up, and he leaned over.

"I saw a shovel today, especially for you!"

"Do you want me to give it to you!"

Like a follower, Zong Ren followed Shi Guang and asked cautiously.