Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"I should have been faster..."

Yu Sheng looked at Liu Qingfeng, and suddenly said something without beginning or end.

But Liu Qingfeng understood.

as always.

Just like he used to seriously analyze Yu Sheng's character and thinking day and night, trying to truly understand Yu Sheng and walk into Yu Sheng's heart.

"You should be late."

"Actually... just now, I figured it out."

Liu Qingfeng smiled and shook his head: "You are you, you are the rest of your life, no one is qualified to make you change anything."

"Even if this person is me..."

"Teacher...Teacher will no longer ask you to protect the human race, guard the lights of these ten thousand families."

"Teacher only...only hopes...that you can protect those...people in your heart that you think you should protect."

"Go and kill the people you think... deserve to be killed."

"The teacher doesn't want to use his own death to force you to do...do something, but..."

"The teacher only hopes that you will have more smiles on your face in the days to come...can...is that okay?"

Liu Qingfeng's voice became weaker and weaker.

But he still looked at Yu Sheng with the softest eyes possible.

Rather than saying that he was sympathizing with Yu Sheng at the beginning, it would be better to say that he really saw some shadow of himself in Yu Sheng.

This...maybe it's mutual redemption.

He hoped that Yu Sheng could have more smiles on his face.

At the same time, because of the rest of my life, I let my lonely heart beat vigorously again.

It proved that he was not a cripple who retired from the battlefield.

With new goals in life.

but...

It can only go so far.

With some difficulty, he raised his hand, tore off the cloud pattern medal on his chest, and handed it to Yu Sheng: "This... this is what the teacher is most proud of."

"Maybe he can't bring you anything..."

"but..."

"At least it can prove that you are a family member of a martyr."

"Born in Sin City, teacher... Teacher used the glory of this life to block it for you..."

The medal was stained with blood.

Yu Sheng took the medal in silence and looked at it seriously.

Liu Qingfeng raised his head slowly, wanting to touch Yu Sheng's head again, but when his hands were in mid-air, he still hesitated and wanted to take them back.

As before.

but...

Yu Sheng moved forward lightly, and took the initiative to take Liu Qingfeng's hand.

Let the blood that he has always hated wet his hair.

Liu Qingfeng was startled, but soon smiled again.

With a smile of relief, a tear fell from the corner of his eye.

"The rest of my life...is very long..."

"Teacher...teacher can only...can only send you to...here..."

"May the rest of your life...be sparkling...shine."

After saying the last word, Liu Qingfeng's hands fell limply, his eyes were closed, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

as if...

It seems that this life has no regrets.

At the age of ten, both parents died.

Watching other people learn and grow with their parents.

I am out of place.

He didn't even have the qualifications for college assessment.

Goofing around outside, working hard to earn resources and practice.

30 years old, into the reserve.

33 years old, ascended Zhenyao Pass.

36 years old, retired due to injury.

At the age of 39, he took the rest of his life as a student, guarded the school gate, fought to the death without retreating, and finally... ended.

Not a gorgeous life.

However, he has always struggled and worked hard for the goal in his heart.

Never let up.

At least, even if he dies, he can say a word...

"I, Liu Qingfeng, don't have the face of losing the Yaoguan Pass!"

"I didn't lose the face of those thousands of heroic spirits!"

Looking at Liu Qingfeng's body, Yu Sheng remained silent, clutching the medal tightly in his hand, and carefully put it in his schoolbag.

On the schoolbag, there is still that line of not very beautiful words.

"May you die a thousand sails, and come back as a young man..."

However, the schoolbag was already stained with blood.

The words are more like soaked in blood...

heavy.

But it also contains all Liu Qingfeng's hopes and expectations.

"Suddenly, I hate you guys..."

Yu Sheng murmured, raised his head, and when he looked at the cult members, his eyes were filled with an indelible coldness.

This looked thin and ordinary boy exuded a raging murderous aura at this moment.

Really like the essence of murderous intent.

It's different from his usual introverted and low-key.

The rest of my life at this time is like a god of killing who stepped out of hell, stepping on a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

It makes people feel cold just by looking at it.

No one knew why such an ordinary young man could develop such a murderous aura, and even the temperature in the air kept dropping.

It's just like...

The rest of my life now is the one who really takes off the disguise and is the real self.

In the distance, the figures of Zhao Qingyi and An Xin moved from far to near.

Looking at this scene in the school, I was a little dazed.

A dagger appeared in Yu Sheng's hands at the same time, shining coldly in the sunlight.

Seriously take out a bottle and open it.

Pour the liquid from it over the dagger.

next moment...

Yu Sheng rushed into the crowd like a ghost, that thin figure kept flashing past the crowd, and the dagger in his hand kept slashing.

He can always kill the most people with the least effort.

Wherever the dagger passed, even if the wound was not fatal, in just a few seconds, that person's face would turn ashen and he would fall heavily to the ground.

For a moment, under the sunshine in the morning, the playground of this school seemed to be a purgatory.

Perhaps, facing Sijue, he couldn't beat him.

But this general battlefield of one sleep and two sleep seems to be tailor-made for the rest of my life.

Even Yu Sheng himself didn't know what he was thinking at this moment.

There was only one thought in my mind.

want to kill.

Cultist.

Because, they're really... disgusting.

Rest assured, Zhao Qingyi joined the battlefield without hesitation, and the stalemate quickly turned into a one-sided situation.

Until an old man with a goatee and hands behind his back suddenly appeared in the distance.

Like a farmer.

"enough..."

The voice was a little low, and the spear appeared out of thin air, oppressing everyone present.

Including the rest of my life.

Immediately afterwards, the body of a heretic shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.

But the old man was not proud, but waved his hand desolately.

The spear enters the body.

Looking at a teacher who was seriously injured or died, a retired soldier, and... that Liu Qingfeng, in the end there was only a sigh left on the playground.

Some vicissitudes, some bleak.

And it seems...

I have experienced too much, and I have become bearish.

(Today’s 3th update, tomorrow’s update will be maintained at chapters 4-10...it’s been [-] days, and it’s not moving anymore...the plot will be sorted out later...)