Once upon a time there was a demon pass

Yu Sheng stood in the middle of the playground, lowered his head slightly, and carried the newly bought schoolbag that was already somewhat dirty, without saying a word.

Within half a minute, there was a strong energy fluctuation from the Security Division, and then...

The hustle and bustle died away.

All quiet again.

The principal sat on the ground weakly, looking at the corpses around him, including the dean who always liked to refute himself and acted rigorously. He was also out of breath. The principal's eyes were a little red, and he barely stood up.

Look in the direction of Zhong Yushu.

Especially the long spear inlaid with eight crystals behind him.

"Are you a high-ranking Moge?"

He was leaning on a knife and his back was straight.

Even though he knew that his status was vastly different from Zhong Yushu's, he was no longer as flattering as he used to be.

Clank and be proud!

"That's right..."

Zhong Yushu nodded slightly, without any objection.

The principal took a deep breath and managed to calm his breathing: "I, Mobei No. [-] Middle School, dare to fight in case of battle, but is there one person who will not retreat?"

His voice is loud.

Zhong Yushu shook his head: "No."

"My second middle school teacher, can I be a hero of the human race?"

The principal asked again.

Zhong Yushu nodded: "You can be called a hero."

"I hope Mo Ge... treat these descendants of heroes well."

"I hope Moge... treats No. [-] Middle School well."

"In the next period of time, the materials needed by the Second Middle School will all depend on Moge..."

After getting an affirmative answer, the headmaster seemed to have lost all his strength, his body was sore, and the wound was still bleeding.

But even so, when I asked the question on behalf of the deceased just now...

He must be standing!

and...

Standing tall.

"Where are my second middle school students?"

Looking up at the students at the window of the teaching building behind him, the principal smiled...

"exist!"

A student was standing at the window, almost roaring and shouting.

"Go downstairs and clean up the battlefield."

After saying one more sentence, the headmaster slowly closed his eyes, unable to hold on any longer, and passed out.

Zhong Yushu just watched, and didn't say anything to let the people of Moge handle such words.

Because he understands what the principal is thinking at this moment.

A group of students walked out of the teaching building in silence, lifted the ground, and the corpses belonging to the teachers and veterans were neatly arranged.

Little by little, wash every blood stain in the playground.

Until Liu Qingfeng's body.

Yu became animated, stopped in front of the students, and silently carried Liu Qingfeng's body on his back.

The thin body just carried it like this...

Instead of leaving, he looked at Zhong Yushu seriously: "I killed 23 cult members... Remember to give the money, the school has surveillance."

After finishing speaking, Yu Sheng gradually walked away with Liu Qingfeng behind his back.

no stay.

Zhong Yushu seemed to want to say something to Yu Sheng, but after hesitating for a moment, he still didn't speak. Instead, he looked at Pavilion Master Lin who had just arrived: "The child's reward should be distributed as soon as possible."

Pavilion Master Lin looked at Yu Sheng's back in a daze.

It felt a little familiar for a while.

But can't remember where I saw it.

"Good old Zhong."

He nodded.

Zhong Yushu raised his head, looked at the blue sky, and sighed.

"Perhaps this is the reason why I don't want to recover."

"After all, I can't see this kind of scene anymore."

For a moment, a look of tiredness appeared on Zhong Yushu's face, he shook his head, put his hands behind his back, and left a little lonely.

In his life, all he has experienced is killing, constantly killing.

Only during these times in the old barracks, I have enjoyed the warmth and tranquility that I have never had before.

It's a pity that he may never have another chance in his life.

……

On the rooftop, the young servant of Bai Chuncheng gritted his teeth.

"Dog, the target is actually Zhong Yushu!"

"Take me as cannon fodder?"

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, he put down the binoculars, the young man's expression was gloomy and terrifying.

"A group of idiots, just relying on your crooked melons and judging dates, they are also trying to kill Zhong Yushu!"

"idiot!"

After cursing a few words, the young man took out a school uniform from his schoolbag and changed into it, put away the previous clothes, turned and left.

……

The next day.

In all the cities of the human race, several news items are broadcast on the TV.

Zhong Yushu has recovered from his injuries, and he will visit Zhenyao Pass again in a few days to guard it for the human race!

Cults in Jiangbei Province have almost been eradicated.

An eighth-level demon lord raided Zhenyaoguan, but he didn't expect Mr. Sun to arrive early and seriously injured him. The human race took advantage of the situation to counterattack and won a big victory!

These three pieces of news are exciting.

For a moment, the entire human race fell into a sea of ​​joy.

until...

Three days later, the demon clan was furious, and the two eighth-level demon masters joined hands to attack the city of Daybreak. If it hadn't been for the timely rescue by Mr. Sun, perhaps...the city had already been broken.

But even so, the casualties were heavy.

For a moment, the joyful atmosphere came to an abrupt end, as if someone had choked their throats, making them wake up.

The Yaozu is still the Yaozu.

The human race is now barely having a chance to breathe.

……

Yu Sheng didn't pay attention to these things from the outside world.

Instead, he silently held a funeral for Liu Qingfeng with his own savings.

The funeral was small, even by myself alone.

On the signature of the family members at the cremation site, Yu Sheng seriously wrote his name.

The blood on the schoolbag was carefully cleaned by him.

Always behind your back.

And inside the schoolbag is the bloody medal.

Carefully buried the porcelain altar containing Liu Qingfeng's ashes in the ground, and erected a monument.

As for the words on the stele, Yu Sheng thought about it for a long time.

In the end, only three words of Liu Qingfeng were written down.

Liu Qingfeng was the person he had been in contact with the longest since he left Sin City.

Regarding Liu Qingfeng, until now he couldn't tell what kind of emotion he was carrying.

"goodbye..."

He stood up, looked seriously at the tombstone, said something solemnly, bowed slightly, put his schoolbag back on his back, and left silently.

Just yesterday, the transcripts were sent out.

he...

No. [-] in the province.

Everyone knows the name of Yu Sheng.

Even, the three major colleges and universities have already issued college assessment invitations for Yu Sheng.

Especially military schools.

After watching the video of Yu Sheng's exam, the teacher in charge of recruiting directly said on the phone that as long as Yu Sheng came, he would have an interview.

That kind of agility, decisiveness and neatness when he started, was born for the military academy.

And what they value most is Yu Sheng's character.

As long as a little training is required, it can be directly transported to the battlefield and become an excellent soldier.

But Yu Sheng was a little at a loss.

Because Liu Qingfeng once said during the meal that he hoped that he would join Mo Academy.

But so far, he has not received an invitation from Mo Academy for assessment.