"Attendan, pass by the Demon Suppression Pass!"

"Atai has also walked the path of practicing the mind!"

"Is the way of training our human race intuitively reflecting a person's heart?"

"Organized, do you think the path created by the sages is not as convincing as a few photos?"

Sun Wen stared at the man tightly, because he had been running around for several days, his voice was a little hoarse.

Most people remain silent and fall into deep thought.

No words were spoken.

The man was speechless when asked for a moment. He looked around and sneered again: "Divine Clan, isn't it normal for some backhand?"

"I went through a lot of hardships to sneak into our human race, and I had a great goal!"

"How could it be easily noticed?"

The man spoke faster and faster, his eyes became brighter, and he returned to his confidence.

He raised his chin slightly.

"It's so tiring to look up to others."

“Say it above.”

After provoking the topic, Yu Mo, who had been silent, suddenly spoke and gently hooked his finger.

A stone platform also rose under the young man's feet.

Not large in area.

But he held him up and looked at Sun Wen in a similar manner.

The man was a little panicked at first, but when he found that everyone's eyes were gathering on him, he couldn't help but feel a little proud.

"As you said, why did Atai's incident suddenly break up?"

"The backgrounds of those photos are clearly in the demon realm."

"Who did you take it?"

"After the photo was released, this person disappeared, why?"

"Suppose Atai is an important chess piece that the demon world has laid in our human race, why did the demon world release this photo?"

"Isn't it a contradiction?"

Zhao Zicheng gently patted Sun Wen on the shoulder and took a step forward.

Ask questions continuously.

The young man was speechless for a moment and subconsciously looked at the masses.

But I found that these people were all thinking deeply, and some people had gradually recovered from their anger and even nodded slightly.

Several familiar people whispered softly to each other, as if discussing.

Frowning slightly.

For a moment, the so-called masses, backers and justice, who were originally standing behind him, became isolated with the rising stone platform.

But one meter high made him stand out from the masses.

"The factions are growing in the demon realm!"

"It's just a conflict between tribes!"

"I still firmly believe that the photo is definitely not a fake, and there is no possibility of PS!"

Another person spoke.

Yu Mo hooked his finger again and the man spoke up.

However, with previous experience, the man was not panicked, his face was full of justice, and he even looked at the camera without any trace.

"Indeed, I heard that there are also internal strifes between the demon realm."

"Well, after all, that photo cannot be faked."

"I think...look again, after calming down, the things that were so honest before, suddenly thought about it, seemed to be questionable."

The people below were still talking.

However, most people still naturally have special emotions towards monsters, and overall... they are still hostile.

"Internal fighting, killing each other..."

Sun Wen suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly, looking at the two people opposite him, a little bitter.

It turns out that some things only need to be found without any reason.

"Do you know?"

"Atai, the second-level Yunxun winner!"

"Two months ago, the main gate of Shoumo Academy, fought to the death without retreating!"

Mu Yu, who had been silent, spoke.

As his voice fell, Yu Mo in the wheelchair thought slightly and waved his hand gently.

A surveillance video suddenly appeared on the big screen in the square.

The video is a bit long, facing the gate of Mo Academy, a cult launched a charge against Mo Academy.

Atai rushed around the crowd.

Finally, he was covered in blood.

But he still insisted, half kneeling at the door.

The entire video lasted for thirty minutes, and it was still at the premise of twice the speed.

Synchronous playback across the entire network.

Looking at the content in this picture, many people fell into silence.

The eyes of Atai were a little complicated.

They have read the news about Xinjiang City.

I also know that the students of Mo Academy have sacrificed a lot for this matter.

But the Mohsan Academy did not explain the matter in detail.

Even if Artai won the second-level Yunxun, no one knew about it.

In terms of honors, the Mo Academy has always been very low-key, and at most it only announces the number of graduates and deaths each year.

"Atai is a second-level Yunxun?"

“Look at it again…”

"I suddenly felt a little confused."

The same as the square, there are also many people talking about it on the live broadcast.

In addition to some of the still radical remarks, more people really started to discuss the issues about Atai seriously and rationally.

It’s not like before, just saying “It should be killed”.

Including some Internet technology experts, they exposed the IP and coordinates of the person who exposed the photos of Atai.

And start making assumptions.

"So what about Yunxun?"

"How many of his merits were obtained by killing the demon clan?"

"It's just a murder!"

"Isn't it very much in the interests of the demon clan?"

Another person sneered.

Yu Mo frowned slightly, glanced at the person talking, especially when he looked at his face carefully.

Finally, he raised his hand gently.

This man took off.

Although he never told the rules from beginning to end, he made many people understand that as long as he dared to speak, he would stand above everyone and enjoy the attention.

"that is!"

"If you are not a person of my race, your heart will be different!"

"I can agree if I let him go, but can those who died in front of the Demon-Suppressing Pass agree?"

"Yes, how can the photos be faked?"

As if a signal was heard, stone pillars appeared under the feet of one after another, rising up and angrily scolding all of this.
To be continued...