Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"Heroes of the human race are not glamorous."

"Even... you will never guess what identity I, the old man Moge, is playing."

"Is this fair to them?"

"But that's what they do, day in and day out."

"Whenever an old man in Moge dies, there will be others who will take over and continue to wait silently, waiting for the day when he needs to die by himself."

"This is the reason why Mo Ge is still the leader of the human race."

"The ten elders of the Mo Pavilion will never gather together!"

"This sentence is not groundless."

"I am telling you this today, not to make you look up to these sages, but to let you remember, remember that there are many people who silently protect you in this world."

"One day, when you stand upright and have the ability, you will also turn into towering trees and hold up the sky for the human race!"

"At least... on the day of my death, when I think back, I can proudly say that in my life, I am right from the human race, right from... these 56 portraits!"

"This is the first time I have such a special graduation ceremony in more than ten years."

"May you all..."

"Everyone is like a dragon, everyone...is the backbone of my human race."

"It's an honor to walk with you for three years."

"I hope that one day, you can become the glory of my Mobei No. [-] Middle School."

The principal took a deep breath, and took a step back with the scattered teachers behind him: "I will be born later, and I can't accompany you, but... I will share the prosperity with you."

Make a fist with one hand and hammer the chest.

Terran etiquette.

Every student below looked extremely solemn and solemn.

requite.

"This life is worthy of the human race, my mentor, and my youth!"

On this day, the roars of the students from No. [-] Middle School could be clearly heard in Mobei City.

The principal showed a relieved smile, turned around with all the teachers, and returned to school with his back straight.

As a teacher, the most honored thing in my life may be...the students I cultivated are even more brilliant.

The students scattered away.

Yu Sheng stood in the corner of the playground, looking at Liu Qingfeng's portrait in a daze.

From time to time, several students took flowers, placed them in front of the portrait, bowed and left.

Yu Sheng did not move.

I don't even know what a flower can represent.

As if... like doing something pointless.

But they did, and with serious expressions.

After everyone left.

Yu Sheng hesitated, pulled a clump of wild flowers on the side of the road, came to Liu Qingfeng's portrait, imitated those students, and put it down.

For some reason, Yu Sheng's heart was surprisingly peaceful at this moment.

There was even an unconscious smile on the corner of his mouth.

It was a mood swing he had never experienced before.

Not helpful for killing people, even harmful, but...enjoyed.

"What exactly is your pride..."

"What do I have to do to make you feel honored..."

Whispering, for some reason, Yu Sheng thought of the cloud pattern medal in his schoolbag.

take out.

The blood on it had already dried up.

The original sky-blue medal is now a little dark red.

"Is it this kind of medal..."

"You said that this medal is the pride of your life."

Grip tightly.

He didn't wipe off the blood on the medal, as if he instinctively felt that the blood left on the medal was what Liu Qingfeng wanted to see.

"Then take more."

Since leaving Sin City, Yu Sheng actually has no goals.

Even in Sin City, they just want to live.

Suddenly one day, he felt that he could try to grab the only place to go out of the city, so he came out.

And at this moment, besides making money, Yu Sheng has a new goal.

medal.

No nostalgia, the thin back just turned away from the campus, under the sun, only Yu Sheng's own shadow remained, dragged for a long time...

Perhaps, Liu Qingfeng's death made him a little sad.

Or maybe, no.

Even Yu Sheng himself can't understand the emotions in his heart, and outsiders... have no way of knowing.

Like a lone wolf on the prairie.

Thin, but ferocious.

fierce.

……

ATM machine, enter the familiar account again, and transfer most of the money.

Withdraw the bank card.

Yu Sheng habitually stood in the shadows, took out his phone, found a number and dialed it.

"I am Yu Sheng."

Seriously on the phone.

There was silence for a long time before a hoarse voice said, "Well, let's talk."

"I want to earn medals."

"But I don't know where the cult members are."

Yu Sheng did not speak in detail, but simply provided his own demands.

There was silence again.

After a long time, I asked in surprise: "The favor I owe you is only used for this, not wasted?"

"worth."

Yu Sheng thought about it carefully before speaking.

"it is good."

"Before 7 o'clock in the evening, I will send you a text message."

"However, what I can find is not too much, but the performance should be enough for you to get Yiwen Yunxun."

"Just one more question out of curiosity...why didn't you talk to anyone today?"

The reply over there was quick this time.

In the end, I was a little curious.

Yu Sheng was at a loss: "Have I ever hated someone?"

...

There fell into silence again, and quickly hung up the phone, as if he didn't want to discuss this issue with Yu Sheng.

For the rest of his life, he looked at the calendar on his phone.

Enroll in half a month.

Should be enough.

The military academy, Lingwu high school, and Lingnian high school are all in the central area of ​​the human race.

Only Mo Academy...

In the frontier city of the human race.

Borderlands.

It is only a few hundred kilometers away from Zhenyao Pass, that is to say, when the Zhenyao Pass is broken on a certain day, Mo Academy will bear the brunt of it.

Even, some of the assessment tasks of the Mo Academy during the school period are to climb the Zhenyao Pass.

Including those teaching teachers, when Zhenyaoguan is under great pressure, they will go to support at any time.

This is also one of the reasons for the low graduation rate of the Mo Academy.

From Mobei City, all the way to Jiangcheng...

Merit should be enough.

To make a rough judgment, Yu Sheng sent his traveling route to that number by text message.

The only thing to consider now is the means of transportation.

According to the Moge traffic law, driving without a license is fined 2000...

And at this moment, Yu Sheng's phone rang.