Once upon a time there was a demon pass

Yuan Zhong, Li Zi, Shen Feng, and Wang Youcai's state of mind at this time was similar to Qi Tian's.

Under the cloak of teenagers, they always show their own alternative.

Or make up a powerful image in your brain, and imitate it endlessly.

Just like Li Zi...

In the TV series she watched since she was a child, the green tea elder sister with weak writing is the most powerful person in the world, so she started to keep learning and move closer to this direction.

Yuan Zhong's killer...

Wang Youcai's scheming, cunning...

Including Shen Feng's ferociousness, in fact, it is just an image made up in his brain from childhood to adulthood, and finally formed a label.

In fact, most people are like this.

Everyone has their own understanding of the most powerful person in their hearts.

And will subconsciously imitate.

But until today...

In this town of demons, I have seen a war that is not a war.

Thousands of golden leopards rushed up the Zhenyao pass regardless of their lives, and blew themselves up the moment they entered the pass.

Rain of blood.

This scene is more shocking than any language.

Including Chu Yu...

This senior, who is only a few years older than them, is already alone, sitting in the town of Yaoguan, imprisoned in that formation, everything...

just to give them...

More than ten years of scenery.

"thanks..."

"We...will come to pick you up...home!"

Several people bowed neatly, turned and left with solemn expressions.

perhaps...

This is the biggest baptism of their trip.

Shi Guang has been standing in the corner, holding a bloody front leg of a golden leopard in his hand, and staring at Chu Yu across the air.

Chu Yu looked at her curiously.

The eyes of time are as calm as ever.

Compared to their coats, or rather, time itself, is such a person.

You don't need to rely on appearance to strengthen yourself.

Make a difference.

even...

Be more restrained and low-key.

Suddenly, Shi Guang's indifferent face forced a smile on Chu Yu.

This smile is very stiff.

but...

It was the first time he laughed after time left the city of sin.

And laughing for a stranger.

Chu Yu was taken aback for a moment, then also smiled.

Compared with time, her smile is more natural, gentle, as if she has a peaceful temperament forever, and she has been watching... for a long time in this demon town.

"Junior girls, please do your best!"

Chu Yu waved his hands in the air, and finally clenched his fists in mid-air, cheering up.

It looks very cute.

Shi Guang looked at this scene, a little silent, the smile on his face faded slowly, he also raised his arm, as if he wanted to wave it like Chu Yu, but in the end he put it back silently.

He just nodded slightly at Chu Yu.

Finally turned around and went down the Zhenyao Pass.

Compared with the students of the 140th class, this trip was much less passionate, and there was no such impassioned scene as Zhong Yushu.

There is no such blood that burns in the bones.

But more real.

It will also let them know more clearly what is Zhenyaoguan, the fifth generation of the human race, and what to do.

A very lively lesson.

Time flies...

Under the night sky, everyone stood under Zhenyao Pass, recalling that road, every unwilling word on the wall, the emotions that almost burst out, sat silently on the ground, raised their heads, and looked up at the starry sky.

Just like the 140th class last year.

"Perhaps, I now know the meaning of Mo Academy."

"Actually, I didn't quite understand it before."

"In my opinion, the existence of Mo Academy is unreasonable."

Wang Youcai leaned against the front of the car, his voice a little hoarse: "From a businessman's point of view, Mo Academy is a very worthless existence."

"Every year, the best geniuses of the human race are gathered, and most of these geniuses are buried."

"Obviously they can use a more gentle way to cultivate bit by bit. Maybe the high-end combat power of the human race is more."

"For this, I even asked my father."

"But my father didn't say anything."

"until today..."

Wang Youcai suddenly laughed at himself and shook his head with a smile: "Six senses, seven senses, even if there are eight senses, it will not be a decisive factor in the face of the demon realm."

"In this demon pass, even Liujue is in danger of dying at any time."

"Old Chu..."

"Perhaps, the human race doesn't have time to develop for the younger generation."

"Perhaps, only this kind of almost cruel Gu-raising education can cultivate people who can truly carry the human race forward."

"perhaps..."

"Mo Academy represents a hope."

"The hope of a human race."

"A little light in the dark."

Wang Youcai's eyes were hazy, as if he was raving, recalling his father's smiling and silent but complicated expression when he first asked his father.

He suddenly understood.

Why did his father insist on letting him be admitted to Mo Academy.

Even the grandfathers of Yuan Zhong and Qi Tian, ​​who had already become the principals of Lingnian Academy, did not stop their grandson from joining Mo Academy.

"Mo Academy, if you succeed, you will live, if you fail, you will die."

"perhaps..."

"Only the most incomprehensible lunatic in this world can truly...from here..."

"Let's soar into the sky."

"Perhaps, this lunatic can also be me."

At this moment, the philistine and cunning emotions in Wang Youcai's eyes are gradually subsiding.

Instead, it was a touch of madness.

His voice echoed in the crowd as well.

Qi Tian, ​​Yuan Zhong, Shen Feng, and Li Zi showed thoughtful looks in their eyes almost at the same time, they didn't speak, but their breathing became a little heavier.

Su Mo stood on the stairs in the shadows, watching this scene with a slight smile on his lips.

A flash of memory, nostalgia, and...sadness appeared in his eyes.

Once upon a time, when I was still a teenager, when I first joined the Mo Academy, I walked down from Zhenyao Pass, sat in almost the same position, said the same words, and held the same ideals.

all of these...

It's a pity that things are different.

Zhenyaoguan is still there, and Mo Academy is still there, but the figures of those people from the past are gradually dimmed, blurred, and finally turned into nothing.

He was the only one left, as if passing on the torch, leading a group of new teenagers to the Zhenyao Pass again.

again...

start sailing.

Under the moonlight, Su Mo wore a Confucian shirt, groped around his waist, took out a folding fan, unfolded it, and waved his hand gently, the words on it gradually dimmed, and the fan surface returned to white.

And his fingers are constantly sketching on the fan.

finally...

A line of text was written.

'Mountains of Blossoms'

'No More Teens'