Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"It's started, it's started!"

In comparison, Sun Wen was the most excited.

It was autumn, and the leaves in the academy were slightly yellow. Sun Wen was wearing a black windbreaker, coughed lightly, stood with his hands behind his back, and stood in front of the Mo Academy.

As for Zhao Zicheng, he disappeared for the rest of his life.

"Artest, announce it."

Sun Wen thought about it carefully, and felt that something was wrong, so he trotted back all the way, took out a Taishi chair, and sat on it.

In an instant, I felt a lot of prestige.

Artest, on the other hand, was like a bodyguard, wearing a black suit, standing behind Sun Wen, holding a mobile phone in his hand, and clicking send on it.

In the next second, the official account of the Mo Academy, which had been silent for a long time, issued another statement.

"At eight o'clock tomorrow morning, Mo Academy will gather."

"It's not too late."

Looking at the message sent from above, Artest scratched his head a little honestly: "Brother Sun, I don't quite understand it, the assessment will start at eight o'clock tomorrow morning..."

"Isn't it a little early for you to sit here now?"

Sun Wen was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at Artest, a little shocked: "Eight o'clock tomorrow morning?"

"what..."

"I should have learned correctly, it is written here tomorrow morning..."

Artest handed over the phone.

Sun Wen was dumbfounded.

"Has anyone touched this phone?"

He reacted immediately, looked at Artest and asked.

Artest fell into memory.

for a long time...

"It seems...as if..."

"Brother Zhao just took a look when he went out."

Artest said.

Sun Wen patted the armrest of the chair fiercely: "Damn, I clearly set it at one o'clock in the afternoon, so I caught them off guard!"

"Zhao Gaga is definitely making some money!"

"Close the stall!"

"Let's also sell goods!"

As he spoke, Sun Wen moved the heavy grand master's chair back again.

It seems that there is still a little embarrassment in the figure.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Wen took out a large box of demon crystals, and handed them to Artest like this: "Take it, these stocks, if you can fool one out of it, it's one."

Two people, one tall and one short, trotted towards the gate of Jiangcheng.

……

"Vent on the sandbag, the first punch is free..."

A girl with twin ponytails just now looked at the wooden sign like a door panel curiously, muttering in her mouth.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes fell on Zhao Zicheng.

"Can I try?"

she asked curiously.

There was a sunny smile on the corner of Zhao Zicheng's mouth. That handsome face and the muscles all over his body made the girl a little intoxicated.

Summoning his own sandbag, Sun Wen looked at the girl encouragingly: "Come on, hit hard, come on."

The girl immediately looked forward to it, but lowered her head shyly, and punched her lightly.

I'm not too embarrassed to expose my barbaric scene in front of the handsome guy.

Then...

The girl froze on the spot, images emerged in her mind, and various memories flooded her heart. For some reason, tears dripped uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes.

In this sad mood, she didn't even notice that there was energy pouring into her body.

"Wow..."

The crying of the girl attracted many people's attention.

Seeing this scene, including two extremely gifted teenagers, they immediately glared at Zhao Zicheng.

"Molesting girls in the street!"

"shameless!"

In the next second, the two punched Zhao Zicheng.

Immediately afterwards, there were two more people who squatted on the ground, hugging each other and crying.

Zhao Zicheng himself was confused.

Somewhat at a loss.

It always feels like things are going in a strange direction.

I can't tell.

Until a boy with a very strange appearance appeared at the gate of the city.

The boy was holding a long golden stick in his hand.

There is also a row of small characters engraved on the stick, which is not particularly clear.

In this not-so-cool autumn, he was wearing a whole body of golden armor, and the pieces of the armor were constantly reflecting light under the sunlight.

Instantly attracted everyone's attention.

He also wears an iron ring on his forehead.

A sense of justice on his face.

"evildoer!"

"At the foot of the Mo Academy, there is a crazy person like you!"

"I am Qi Tian, ​​today I will accept a rascal like you for the Mo Academy!"

Following the righteous words, the next moment, Qi Tian sprinted towards Zhao Zicheng's position, jumped up straight up, and slammed down on Zhao Zicheng with the long stick in his hand.

And almost at the same time, a very vague phantom appeared behind him.

Like an ape, it looks extremely fierce, domineering, and fierce.

This ape is also holding a long golden stick.

In a trance, it seems to be integrated with the boy.

Accompanied by the howling wind, the long stick suddenly fell on the sandbag in front of Zhao Zicheng.

A muffled sound.

Qi Tian's eye sockets were instantly moist, but he took a deep breath, abruptly stopping the sadness in his heart.

The eyes of the blurry shadow behind him light up quietly at this moment.

There seems to be a spar shining between the eyebrows.

next second...

Behind Zhao Zicheng suddenly there is another identical Qi Tian...

The two Qi Tian, ​​one behind the other, swung the sticks in their hands again.

Even if Zhao Zicheng didn't expect this sudden change, he subconsciously turned his body sideways to avoid the sneak attack behind him.

One stick missed, and one of Qi Tian's figures gradually disappeared.

But the positive Qi Tian could no longer restrain the sadness deep in his heart, and tears poured out.

"I am equal to the sky!"

"The Great Sage Equaling Heaven's Equaling Heaven!"

"What's the use of mere sadness!"

Qi Tian seemed to let out a violent huh, he looked very secondary, with that gleaming golden armor, he looked like...

Problem teenager.

Taking a deep breath, he actually stopped his tears and launched a fierce offensive against Zhao Zicheng again.

Even Zhao Zicheng was dumbfounded by this scene.

"hiss..."

"This year's newcomers, there is something."

Zhao Zicheng said subconsciously, and then became more serious, still smiling like a sun, looking at this young man with a burning soul...

"Brother, have you heard the legend of the blood-colored twin evil spirits?"

Accompanied by the sound, Zhao Zicheng's figure disappeared in place, and stood in front of Qi Tian at an extremely fast speed, surging with energy.

Just like carrying a chicken, he picked up Qi Tian.

"If I'm not mistaken..."

"Your grandpa..."

"Is it called Qi Changshan..."

Although Zhao Zicheng was still smiling, there was a dangerous light in his eyes.

(I wish you all the best in the high school entrance examination. The new volume is a little later than expected, but it doesn't affect anything. Let's go to the fifth volume!)