Twenty minutes later.

After carefully watching the ending song of the Colorful Fairy, the trailer for the next episode.

The vice principal leaned on the chair without any slightest sigh.

"I'll have to wait another week!"

“It’s so slow to update!”

Pull open the curtains and let the sun shine in the room.

Take out your cell phone.

Open the work group of Mo Academy.

Thinking about it...

'You have kicked Mr. Xu out of the group chat'

After finishing the first thing, Xu Yuanqing kept sending private chats and bombarding him. The vice principal seemed to have not heard it, clumsyly typing in the group chat.

‘Workers from Mo College: The graduation season is coming after the summer vacation. There are a few who can graduate this year.’

‘I want to be a funny man (day 386): Well, this year, there are only Su Mo and Bai Yu and the others.’

‘Not to be a funny man (Day 2): Hey, no, no, Su Mo can actually finish...’

‘Not to be a funny guy (day 1): Yes, it’s not bad, I’m very relieved.’

‘Want to be a funny man (day 386): envy.’

‘Workers from Mo College: Can you be more serious!!! The principal does not look like a principal. The director of the teaching department cannot see people every day. I, a vice principal, are you busy with fun? Are you going out to have fun?”

‘I don’t act like a funny man (Day 1): Those who are capable have a lot of work, and recently...’

The chat paused.

‘Impossible as a funny man (Day 1): Old Li’s injury has worsened recently. I guess he will be in trouble. I have to go to the demon realm and let us send him a ride.’

‘Workers from Mo College:???’

‘Worker at Mo Academy: Oh, has Lao Li also taken this step?’

Put down your phone.

The vice principal looked at the sunset outside the window, feeling a little tragic, with a heavy expression. He sighed softly and shook his head. At this moment, only his room showed the loneliness deep in his heart.

"Damn, what's so sad?"

"I will leave sooner or later!"

"Damn it, I will definitely let the TV station broadcast it to me live, and it will be very exciting when I leave!"

After rubbing his face, the vice principal cursed in a low voice, regaining his previous silly manner. He returned to his seat, continued to look at the surveillance screen, picked up the teacup, took a leisurely sip, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Good tea!"

only...

The tea has been stored for too long and it has already become cold.

But the vice principal still breathed, drank tea, and then blew...

...

Mocheng.

Figures emerged one by one.

All are gray-haired old men.

On the ground, a middle-aged man looked up and looked at him, breathing a little heavy.

"Send to Mr. Li!"

"Send to Mr. Li!"

Accompanied by the shouts, an elderly and constantly coughing, a large number of elderly people appeared on this open space.

"The last journey..."

"You give it to me."

The old man looked soft and looked at one of the middle-aged men with a free and easy smile.

The middle-aged man's eyes were rosy and he nodded vigorously.

He knelt directly on the ground and bent down slightly.

The old man even struggled to walk. With the help of others, he let the middle-aged man carry himself on his back.

"Take good care of Nannan, she is still young."

The old man whispered in the middle-aged ear.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath and nodded vigorously: "I understand, father."

Holding the tears in my eyes.

The energy spreads like a breeze, covering the old man behind him.

Then...

Take off.

A middle-aged man bowed his head, clenched his fists with his right hand, and hammered his heart.

"The human race's torch is not extinguished, seniors, please go!"

"The human race's torch is not extinguished, seniors, please go!"

Amid the sound of shocking shouts, Yuan Qingshan, Qi Changshan, an old man surrounded the middle-aged man and gradually disappeared from the sky.

Mo Pavilion.

Sun Yingxiong stood on the rooftop and let the strong wind storm pass by.

Standing in the sight of everyone.

A head of white hair kept blowing with the wind, a little disorganized.

"Li Shaobai!"

"Entering Lingmian Academy at the age of eighteen, 21, graduated from Wujue!"

"Climb the Demon-Shenzhen Pass and fight for sixteen years!"

"Get out of injury!"

"Today, enter the demon realm!"

"Take the hero's path!"

"Mo Pavilion, see you off!"

Sun Yingxiong's loud voice kept echoing in the air.

A commoner stood spontaneously on the street, bent down and bowed.

Along the way...

In every city the escort team passes, someone will walk out and bend down in the air.

The Mo Pavilion is divided into the pavilion master, standing in the void to see each other off.

The old man just lay on his son's back, lowering his eyes slightly, looking at the mountains, rivers and earth in this human territory with weak eyes.

“It’s so good…”

Whispered, looking at the outline of the demon-suppressing Pass that had gradually emerged in the distance.

The old man smiled.

It seemed as if I recalled my youthful recklessness and the years I fought in the bloody battle at the Demon Suppression Pass, and for a moment, I became a little more energetic.

The demon-suppressing seal.

Zhong Yushu stood on the city wall, leading a group of soldiers.

Looking at the figures in the air.

salute.

On the mountain in the distance, a scepter rose into the air, and a dazzling light flashed in the air.

Under the energy spots, it seems to pave a star path for the old man.

No one showed up.

but...

The gift has arrived.

Falling on the Demon-Suppressing Pass.
To be continued...