"You old fools!"

"There are juniors watching!"

"Isn't it embarrassing?"

"The face of Mo Academy is all disgraced by you!"

Yuan Qingshan sat on the ground with a grin on his face, his clothes were torn, and his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, looking even more embarrassed than before.

But he tried to sit up straight, straightened his messy white hair, looked at Chu Yu in the distance as elegantly as possible, and showed a kind smile: "Little Mr. Chu, our Mo Academy..."

"Um..."

"We are still very united."

He worked hard to organize his words, his voice soft.

Chu Yu just smiled quietly and nodded to Yuan Qingshan.

On the drawing board next to her, there was a scene of many old people beating Yuan Qingshan violently.

Among them, there were several middle-aged and junior people who also sneakily made up for themselves during this period.

This picture... is extremely real! The painter is clear! A masterpiece!

Yuan Qingshan looked at the painting, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.

Looking at the middle-aged juniors who were dodging in the crowd, he showed a cruel smile.

"At a certain moment, I seemed to have returned to Mo Academy..."

"This feels...so good."

Looking at the seniors who were still laughing and quarreling in the distance, but did not pay attention to the terrifying evil spirit in the distance, Chu Yu outlined a soft smile on the corner of his mouth and murmured to himself.

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

As if remembering something, Chu Yu looked at the drawing board aside.

But at this time, her eyes no longer had the sadness of the past, as if she had completely let go of her worries, just like the painting she had pressed at the bottom of the box.

The crowd was noisy for a long time before finally becoming serious.

"How ostentatious..."

"A group of level eight guys are flying so slowly. They are trying to scare us."

"Tsk tsk, the Demon Realm is willing to show off."

"Let me tell you, suspend the treaty temporarily and let's all rush in and have a fight. How comfortable it would be."

"Don't let me beat you to death for your bones."

"???"

A group of old guys blew their beards and stared.

"According to their progress, it will take another day to reach the Demon Suppression Pass."

"I felt twelve terrifying auras in it, far beyond those of ordinary demon lords."

"It should be the corresponding twelve gods."

"This time the situation is quite serious."

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

He is incompatible with the old gangsters around him.

"Oh..."

"They are not ordinary demon lords, and I am not an ordinary Bajue either."

"In a fight, it's not certain who will live and who will die."

"The stock of the essence and blood of the Mo Pavilion's divine beast is just not enough. If we dilute it, we can cultivate a group of good seedlings."

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

After saying that, he said: "Anyway, there is still one day left, let's get some sleep first."

"With that old guy Sun Yingxiong's temperament, he won't come out until the last second."

"When you are the master of Mo Pavilion, if you don't learn from others, you will learn the official airs!"

"By the way, are there any people playing poker later? Let's join a table."

“Let’s have some barbecue tonight.”

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

A group of them swarmed together, their eyes full of anticipation.

"Little Chu, do you want to play?"

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

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

"Still too young and reserved!"

"It doesn't have the atmosphere of our Mo Academy at all!"

"Come!"

With that said, Yuan Qingshan walked into the formation and sat cross-legged next to Chu Yu: "This thing is simple, you can do it just by beating it!"

"That drawing board of yours, yes, draw a scoreboard, and whoever loses will have a bastard's face painted on it! It just so happens that you have all the paint and everything."

A group of old hooligans took Chu Yu and formed a large circle around them. They didn't feel the atmosphere of the storm coming, and they were camping out.

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

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

Compared with these people, they are like a breath of fresh air.

…

Yu Sheng went into the demon realm and once again came to the stronghold where he had hidden himself many times. He put the package on the ground, picked out two things that he often used, took them with him, and put the rest in the mountain and river bottle.

.

Although the fact that he has awakened more often is already a tacit secret among the top leaders of the human race, he still works hard to hide it for the rest of his life.

Otherwise, such a large package would be gone before it left the Demon Suppression Pass. If someone was paying attention, it would still be too conspicuous.

Adhering to the idea of ​​being able to hide one thing from another, I still carefully implemented the low-key plan for the rest of my life.

The higher-ups of the human race know that it is not scary. If someone looking for a soul hunts them, it will always be a problem.

After thinking about it for the rest of my life, I finally chose not to put on the White Ape coat.

In this Thousand Mile Demonic Plain, the White Apes seem to have gained a great reputation, but they are too ostentatious.

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

Chimpanzee, ape...

The kind that is closer to the human body shape.

He put on a suit of ape hair and traveled through the demonic plains.
Chapter completed!