"Okay, let's have fun."

"You little guy will probably survive until graduation. Then come to Zhen Yaoguan for a walk and experience it."

After saying a few perfunctorily to Yu Sheng, he seemed to be not a ruthless person. Zhong Yushu stood up decisively and walked towards Sun Wen.

While walking, he muttered: "I dare to steal the old man's business, today I will clean up Sun Gouxiong for his juniors."

For some reason, looking at Zhong Yushu's murderous look, Yu Sheng suddenly felt a little pity for Sun Wen.

I always feel that something is going to happen to Sun Wen.

Looking at Zhong Yushu from afar, he hugged Sun Wen's shoulders, dragged them and walked towards the distance.

No matter how Sun Wen struggles or resists, it is useless.

In the corner, the two of them muttered for a long time.

Sun Wen's face was full of resistance.

Finally, Zhong Yushu stood up satisfied and patted Sun Wen on the shoulder, looking kind and kind from the elders.

Sun Wen was so sad that he wanted to squeeze out some smiles.

After getting better, Zhong Yushu's heart became wider. When he passed by Xu Yuanqing and Pavilion Master Lin, he still smiled at them.

The two middle-aged men kneeling against each other finally stood up.

And, as soon as he stood up, he pressed Zhao Zicheng in the distance.

A friendly exchange lasted for several minutes.

The originally solemn and depressed Demon-Suppressing Pass was rarely filled with laughter and joy at this time.

But everyone vaguely discovered that this class of freshmen in the Mo Academy seemed to be a little different.

During Xu Yuanqing's assignment, Yu Sheng also joined the logistics department.

Looking at a soldier who was seriously injured and unconscious, he was a little confused.

Two hours passed.

The demon-suppressing pass is completely renewed.

All the bodies and wounded were transported away, followed by a group of professionals holding knives and skillfully decomposing monsters.

Dig out demon crystals and demon cores.

Finally separated the bodies.

Ship away again.

Everything is orderly and extremely skillful.

After witnessing the improvement work after a war, everyone's mood gradually became heavier.

Originally, they yearned for and were curious about the Demon-Sheng Pass.

And it feels very fresh.

But now, if they really want to say something... here, it is cold, but it has warmth.

Cold comes from the demon clan.

temperature...

From comrades.

It's dusk.

"You are lucky compared to previous students."

"At least there was no war when you arrived at the gates."

"But in the same way, you are unfortunate, because what you see is not the blood of the battlefield, but the desolation and sorrow when everything is over."

"Now, the admission ceremony, the last item."

"Take the hero's path!"

"Xiaoguan!"

Xu Yuanqing looked at the students standing in front of him and said calmly.

But when talking about the hero path, I paused for a moment.

In the distance, the countless soldiers all looked at them, silently watching.

Take a deep breath: "Hero, I don't have the right to say it."

"You... go see it yourself, listen to it yourself,... go to feel it."

"Use your heart!"

After saying that, he pointed to a staircase not far away.

There are many stairs leading to the Demon Suppression Pass, including those who transport supplies, those who deal with demons, and even those who collect corpses.

But there are only two places, and they remain unchanged since time immemorial.

The road to inheritance of the torch.

Newcomers are on the way.

Hero's Way.

The wounded soldier retreated to the pass.

In this somewhat depressing atmosphere, Zhong Yushu in the distance suddenly spoke, "Boys, remember!"

"Don't ask the source of heroes, even if they are old, they are still the backbone of the human race."

"I have walked this road, Liu Qingfeng has walked, and the people from the veteran camp have walked!"

"But I don't want you to go that second time one day!"

"The first generation, second generation, even the fourth generation, did not do it."

"But I hope that your fifth generation will one day demolish this pass."

"I hope you can help you strengthen my human race!"

As Zhong Yushu's voice fell, the soldiers who were a little lazy leaning against the wall stood up silently and stood up straight.

Xu Yuanqing took two steps back.

Give up the birth position.

Turn around and blend into the group of warriors behind him.

The collective right hand clenched his fist and hit his heart.

"I hope you can help you strengthen my human race!"

The sound is uniform.

What is revealed in the eyes is expectation.

This is also one of the annual admission ceremony for freshmen in the Moh University.

From the forerunner, hope and guilt for the younger generation.

What I hope is that one day in the future, the younger students will fulfill their unfulfilled ideals.

What is guilty is that there is no end in this generation.

The 149th year of Dawn.

It's like this every year.

Never changed.

The impact of this scene in front of me came so suddenly and so shocking.

This warrior was connected in a sea of ​​people, with blood stained on his body, and his eyes were filled with fierceness and violence.

But facing the future of the human race, they hide this ferocity in their hearts.

Try to show your gentleness.

final...

Zhong Yushu, who was standing at a high point in the distance and the famous general bent down collectively.

For a moment, Zhao Zicheng and others' eyes became a little wet.

Even Sun Wen's breathing became a little heavy.

He has passed many times.

But this...

He met for the first time.

Perhaps, this is also the reason why his grandfather was obsessed with letting him come to Mo Academy.
To be continued...