Raising A Golden Crow In Secret

In the training of the Demon Spirit Academy, there is no bell for starting and ending classes, and there is no curriculum.

After having lunch in the cafeteria, Du Yu did not return to the dormitory, but went to the playground with Li Mengnan and found Gong Jiao.

The talent gap between people is truly astonishing.

It was already noon, and most of the students had already trained demon pets and performed demon skills, but in the center of the playground, there were still a few students studying the demon contract.

Teacher Gong Cheng just stood under the scorching sun, staring at several students with cold eyes.

"Report!" Du Yu stood at attention and called.

Gong Cheng turned his head to look around, and looked at Squad Leader Du and his little assistant: "Little Firefox has taken it back."

Du Yu: "Yes."

"Okay, except for the necessary training and meal time, don't disturb it." Gong Cheng pointed to the side, "You practice demon soldiers here."

Du Yu hesitated for a moment: "Mr. Gong, the arrow target is over there."

Gong Cheng turned around and pointed to the dilapidated teaching building: "In the first classroom on the third floor, do you see the broken window?"

Du Yu turned around slightly, looked into the distance, and nodded lightly.

Gong Cheng: "Shoot."

Du Yu: "..."

Gong Cheng suddenly shouted fiercely, "Can't understand human language?"

"Ah." Du Yu was taken aback, why are you yelling so loudly...

Secretly muttering in his heart, he hurriedly took off the black wood behind the demon soldier, and immediately opened his bow.

Immediately, a flaming arrow gathered and formed, pointing to the broken windows on the third floor of the northern teaching building.

"Stop!" Gong Cheng ordered again.

Although Du Yu didn't know why, he didn't dare to move.

Gong Cheng turned to look at Li Mengnan: "What kind of demon soldier are you?"

Li Mengnan hurriedly replied, "The Wind Element Demon Soldier, the Wufeng Sword."

Gong Cheng: "I remember, when you were studying the demon contract in the morning, you accidentally activated the demon soldier."

"Well, it's me."

Gong Cheng: "You go to an open place to practice, and make sure that every time you use your sword, the wind is blowing.

Before the sun goes down, I want to see your success rate reach 100%. "

"Yes, Teacher Gong!" Li Mengnan clenched the hilt of Wufeng's sword, full of confidence, and strode towards the southwest of the school.

Gong Cheng nodded with satisfaction, then looked at the students in front of him: "You guys, cheer me up, lunch time will be over soon!"

Several students with slow progress were already anxious to death, but under Gong Cheng's continuous stimulation and blows, they felt that their lives were dark.

Do not! This is not the life of a demon in my mind!

It is said that the colors are colorful, and the winner of life is said to be?

No wonder the teacher warned us before driving, let us sit on a school bus as soon as possible...

"If you can't stand this pain, just look me in the eyes and say give up! As long as you say it, you can eat right away, and I won't make any demands on you in the next two days!"

Gong Cheng paced back and forth with his hands on his back: "In this world, there are waste demon fighters everywhere, and there are not too many of you!"

The weather was already hot, and the double blow to the body and mind really left a few students full of holes.

One of the male students was even about to cry.

Sometimes, it's not that you don't want to give up, it's that you don't dare!

Without really standing in front of Gong Cheng, facing this dark scarred face and bearing such an intimidating breath, you really don't understand how much courage it takes to say "give up".

Du Yu, who was on the side, was also very uncomfortable. He once doubted whether Gong Cheng was a regular teacher, and whether the teacher had forgotten himself...

"Mr. Gong?" Du Yu said cautiously.

"how?"

Du Yu: "Can I shoot? It's been a long time."

It's been a while since I've drawn bows and arrows. It's more tiring than standing in a military posture! Besides, the black wooden bow is not used that way.

Although it is inferior, but it is Du Yu's treasure, and I feel very distressed.

Gong Cheng walked to Du Yu's side with a sneer on his face: "Just keep this posture."

"But my black wooden bow..."

Gong Cheng snorted: "This is a demon soldier, it can't be broken."

Du Yu felt a lot more stable in his heart, but he also asked weakly, "How long does it last?"

Gong Cheng snorted and said, "Then see how good you are."

excellent?

Du Yu's eyes lit up: "Is it the kind of excellence of outstanding students?"

Gong Cheng: "Maybe."

Du Yu pursed his lips, and even shouted in his heart: I want that demon soldier, I really need that custom demon soldier!

"Woooo~ Wow!" At this moment, there was a sound of crying from the back. Such a scene came suddenly. Maybe the child was under too much psychological pressure?

Du Yu didn't have time to pay attention to others, and concentrated on drawing bows and arrows, but he didn't expect that this station would end up in heavy rain.

June day, girlfriend's face.

I don't know when, layers of dark clouds came from the northwest sky, covering the scorching sun, and also falling cool rain.

"Zi~Zi~"

A little bit of rain fell on the pitch-black wooden bow, making a sizzling sound.

Du Yu lowered his eyes and observed the fire arrow, a little worried that it would be doused by the rain.

And this kind of worry became a reality after a burst of thunder. The rain is getting heavier and heavier...

I don't know if it was because of the boy's collapse and crying, or because of the downpour, Gong Cheng, who claimed to be unable to learn, would not let him eat, but he showed mercy and let these students go to the dormitory to eat.

On the playground, there were only a few trainees left, most of whom were water monster pets, Wolf Lake Dogs.

And in the center of the playground, there were still two people standing, Gong Cheng and Du Yu.

The sky was dark and cloudy.

Under the torrential rain, the flaming arrow seemed particularly stubborn and did not seem willing to be extinguished.

Even though it no longer has the flaming demeanor, there are only traces of sparks and fire wires connected to it.

Gong Cheng stood in front of Du Yu, looked at Du Yu's slightly trembling body, and said solemnly, "Still insist, are you proving your excellence to me?"

Du Yu: "I just want that custom demon soldier."

"Heh." Gong Cheng laughed dumbly, but he didn't expect Du Yu to tell the truth, "But your arrow has been extinguished, you only proved your weakness."

When Du Yu lowered his eyes and looked down, the fluttering sparks quietly disappeared.

Damn Gong Cheng, he is really experienced. Even the timing of his speech was so precise, as if he saw through Du Yu's details.

Gong Cheng: "The fire attribute demon breath in your body has been exhausted, which is not conducive to the growth of the little fire fox."

Du Yu kept his posture motionless: "I'll keep it for her."

Gong Cheng was displeased in his heart, his eyes were as vicious as his, and he knew what he was talking about.

Looking at the student who was eloquent, his expression became gloomy: "You are tired."

Du Yu did not respond, what Gong Jiao said was indeed the truth. Even standing in the military posture for so long will be exhausting, not to mention the posture of drawing bows and arrows.

"I don't like him. He doesn't believe it, we." Xiao Fenyang's voice suddenly came out of his mind, "I still have a lot of fire demon information, which I'm hiding."

Du Yu twisted his fingers pinching the strings, persuading in his mind: "Mr. Gong is just like this, Xiao Fenyang, he has been helping us."

"Well."

Gong Cheng: "Your fingers hurt."

Du Yu: "..."

"Don't speak? Good." A sneer appeared on Gong Cheng's face, and he slowly paced around Du Yu, "It seems that you are a bit more stubborn than I thought.

Demon fighter, a bright and beautiful word, many people dream of becoming a master. "

Gong Cheng stood behind Du Yu and wiped his wet face: "However, mediocre people, even if they are lucky enough to become demon fighters, they are still mediocre.

They have a chosen body, but their spirits are barren, their wills are weak, and they are pitiful enough to be despised. "

A deep voice came from behind: "Tell me, Du Yu, why did you become a demon fighter."

Du Yu: "The heavy rain of thousand paper cranes turned me into a demon fighter."

"No." Gong Cheng walked around to Du Yu's side and shook his head gently, "I didn't ask your **** luck, I didn't ask why God chose you.

What I'm asking is, why did you choose Yuyao Yitu? "

Du Yu: "I want to make some money, pay off some debts, and fill my stomach."

Gong Cheng: "It sounds very old-fashioned."

Du Yu licked the rain on his lips: "I want a bright new life, and I want my story to be bright."

Gong Cheng was very disdainful: "It's more old-fashioned."

Du Yu turned to look at Gong Cheng and said word by word, "I want to travel through the mountains and rivers of Daxia, and read the sea of ​​stars and clouds in the night sky.

I want a bow that shoots the gate of heaven, an arrow that burns everything!

I will pluck the leaves of the Kunlun Twin God Tree to make the bed, and use the fire feathers of the mysterious Jinwu clan as a blanket.

I also want a few pets who love me and people I love. "

Gong Cheng was silent for a moment, then said lightly, "It's a lot more specific."

After receiving such a response, Du Yu grinned instead: "It's all made up now. Actually, I just want to make some money and fill my stomach."

Gong Cheng: "Fill your stomach."

Du Yu nodded lightly, "Yes."

In the torrential rain, Gong Cheng walked around in front of Du Yu, who had squinted his eyes, and layers of demon breath ignited on his body.

Under the protection of the demon breath, Gong Cheng's eyes finally opened without the rain drenching his eyes.

He quietly looked at Du Yu for a while, then suddenly said, "You can't hold on anymore."

This was indeed the case. Du Yu's arms and hands were already sore, and his feet were even more numb.

Gong Cheng: "Go back and return the little Firefox to the school. Then go to the Demon Spirit Bureau for help, adopt a functional demon pet, do some chores, and still be alive."

Du Yu looked at Gong Cheng quietly, and clenched the bowstring silently.

Gong Cheng: "You can't hold on anymore."

Boom!

There were bursts of thunder, and the heavy rain seemed to turn into a torrential rain.

Gong Cheng: "Just don't be a demon fighter. Find a place to work, or continue to school, apply for a hardship subsidy, and work hard to be sure that you can still get a scholarship."

On the pitch-black rainy day, a bolt of lightning flashed across Gong Cheng's pitch-black scarred face.

Gong Cheng: "There are so many paths, go back and choose."

Du Yu: "I..."

"Huh?" Gong Cheng leaned forward and came over with his ears attached.

Du Yu: "I choose this one."

Gong Cheng said with a playful look on his face: "I believe you can successfully complete the training and pass the assessment. But you are getting farther and farther away from the title of outstanding student. You are short-sighted and talk nonsense.

For the sake of a demon soldier, he did not hesitate to exhaust the fire attribute demon breath in his body, leaving the little Firefox behind. It's not a backbone, it's just a whim.

Maybe, you really should return the little Firefox to the academy, you are not worthy of it. "

Du Yu frowned slightly: "I said, I have a fire attribute demon breath in my body."

"Looks like you can finally prove something to me." Gong Cheng sneered, his eyes were as vicious as his, and he didn't bother to argue.

"Thunderstorms, you are really unfortunate. Absorb the fire attribute demon breath as soon as possible, and before I arrive at the dormitory building, let me see the flames on your bow." Gong Cheng turned and left, "Don't say I didn't give you a chance. "

呲!呲!呲!

The next moment, the silent demon soldier Heimu became extremely hot, and there was a sizzling sound, as if it was activated, and the steam suddenly spread out.

The back of Gong Cheng's departure suddenly stopped!

In the rushing rain, the sizzling sound on the black wooden bow was covered up. What really kept Gong Cheng in place was the feeling of being locked in!

Gong Cheng turned his head slowly, and out of the corner of his eye, there was an astonishing picture.

He believed in his own judgment, and thought he saw Du Yu clearly.

But obviously, the child behind him is more tolerant, more stubborn, and more sinister and cunning than he imagined!

Under the torrential rain, the demon soldier Black Wood was burning brightly, swaying with steam. On the dark strings, a fire arrow is ready to go!

What kind of flame is this, this is a raging flame! Fierce burning flames!

And the young boy's bright eyes, which were unprecedentedly hot, passed through the fine rain curtain and locked onto the scar under the corner of his eyes.

The boy's sonorous and powerful voice passed through the rain curtain and drifted into his ears: "I didn't talk nonsense, and I didn't deceive you."

Gong Cheng finally turned around and faced Du Yu.

Lightning pierced through the dim sky, making Gong Cheng's stiff scarred face even more terrifying: "Including the part where the Shenmu leaves make the bed and the golden crow fire feathers make the blanket?"

Du Yu nodded lightly: "After eating."