"You old people!"

"There are still juniors watching!"

"Is it embarrassing?"

"You have lost all the face of the Mo Academy!"

Yuan Qingshan sat on the ground with grinning, his clothes were torn to pieces, and his bruised nose and swollen face looked even more embarrassed than before.

But he tried hard to sit up, tidy up his messy white hair, and looked at Chu Yu in the distance as elegantly as possible, showing a kind smile: "Old Xiao Chu, our Mo Academy..."

"Um..."

“It’s still very united.”

He tried hard to organize the words and his voice was soft.

Chu Yu just smiled quietly and nodded to Yuan Qingshan.

On the drawing board beside her, there are scenes of many old people beating Yuan Qingshan.

Several middle-aged and juniors also sneakily repaired their feet during this period.

This picture... is extremely real! The painting is clear! Master's work!

Yuan Qingshan looked at the painting, his mouth twitched slightly.

Looking at the middle-aged juniors who were constantly dodging in the crowd, they showed cruel smiles.

"At some point, I felt like I was back to the Imperial Academy..."

"This feels...is great."

Looking at the seniors who were still laughing and quarreling in the distance, but not taking the terrifying demonic aura from the distance, Chu Yu outlined a soft smile and muttered to himself.

"If you are not dead, many years later, when this scene comes, you... should be one of them."

As if he remembered something, Chu Yu looked at the drawing board beside him.

But at this moment, her eyes were no longer filled with the sadness of the past, as if she had completely let go of her worries, as if she was pressed by her to the bottom of the box... that painting.

The crowd quarreled for a long time before finally becoming serious.

"It's so silly..."

"A group of level 8 guys flew so slowly, which is to scare us."

"Tsk tsk, the demon world is willing to talk about pomp."

"I want me to say that the convention is temporarily suspended, so we can rush up and fight, how comfortable it is."

"Don't beat you to death."

“???”

A group of old guys blew their beards and stared at each other again.

"According to their progress, it will take one day to arrive at the Demon-Shenzhen Pass."

"I felt twelve terrifying auras in it, far beyond the ordinary demon lord."

"It should be the corresponding twelve gods."

“This situation is quite serious.”

Senior Lu, who had been standing alone in the corner, suddenly spoke, his tone was still so serious and meticulous.

He is out of place with these old hooligans around him.

"Oh..."

"They are not ordinary demon lords, and I am not ordinary eight awakenings."

"When fighting, it's not certain who will live and die."

"The inventory of essence and blood of the Moge divine beast is just not enough. Diluted and diluted can produce a group of good seedlings."

Yuan Qingshan didn't care and said carelessly, but a sharp color flashed in his slightly narrowed eyes.

After saying that, he hit Hache: "Anyway, there is still one day left, so I'll go to bed first."

"With the character of Sun Yingxiong's old thing, he will not come out until the last second."

"If you are the leader of Mo Pavilion, if you don't learn well, you will learn all the official style!"

"By the way, are there any poker players in a while? Come and get a table together."

"Eat some barbecue tonight."

In comparison, what Yuan Qingshan said is even more touching.

They were swarming together, their eyes full of anticipation.

"Old Xiao Chu, are you playing?"

Yuan Qingshan held two pokers in his hand, turned his head and looked at Chu Yu and shouted.

Chu Yu sat in the formation, looking at everyone with a smile and shook his head.

"It's still too young and reserved!"

"There is no atmosphere in our Mo Academy at all!"

"Come!"

As he said that, Yuan Qingshan walked into the formation and sat cross-legged beside Chu Yu: "This thing is simple, you can fight!"

"Your drawing board, right, draw a scoring board, whoever loses, whoever draws a turtle on his face! It just so happens that there are paints and other things."

A group of old hooligans took Chu Yu and formed a big circle. They didn't feel the atmosphere of the storm coming and the wind was coming, and they were even going out to camp.

Even an honest little girl like Chu Yu was taught badly by them.

Only Senior Lu was still standing alone on the edge of the city wall, carefully observing the situation in the distance, unmoved.

Compared with these people, it is simply a clear stream.

...

The rest of his life he entered the demon realm and once again came to his stronghold that he had hidden many times. He placed the package on the ground, picked out two things he often used and carried them with him. The rest was put into the bottle of mountains and rivers.

Although I have been awakening more and it is a tacit secret among the top leaders of the human race, I am still trying hard to hide it from it for the rest of my life.

Otherwise, such a large package would be gone before leaving the Demon Suppression Pass. If it is paid attention to by someone, it would be more conspicuous.

Adhering to the idea of ​​hiding one by one, I am still seriously implementing a low-key plan for the rest of my life.

The top leaders of the human race know that it is not scary. If there is a hunting soul targeting it, it will be a problem.

After thinking for the rest of my life, I finally didn't choose to put on a white ape coat.

In this Thousand Mile Demonic Yuan, the White Ape Clan seems to have made a huge reputation, which is too ostentatious.

Fortunately, before going out this time, he asked Sun Wen to customize several skins for himself.

Chimpanzee, ape...

This kind that is closer to human body size.

He changed into a set of ape hair and shuttled through the demonic land.
Chapter completed!