Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"I!"

"I!"

"You're a bastard! Shameless, scum!"

"You humans don't have any good things!"

The old white ape kept walking around like a shrew, and finally turned around, pointing at Ji Hong angrily and cursing.

Facing the verbal abuse, Ji Hong remained calm, his expression remained unchanged from the beginning to the end.

As if he had seen the reality clearly, the old white ape took a deep breath: "I never thought that we are all grasshoppers on the same line, and you can still guard against me!"

"How much I trust you!"

"I treat you as my own brother!"

"You use me as cannon fodder??"

The old white ape's anger gradually subsided, he calmed down, and just sat on a rock not far away in such a fit of anger. After a long time, when he found that Ji Hong hadn't moved, he murmured: "It has a confidant, who is on the battlefield. 'Saved' my life and is now loyal to me."

"The seventh-level demon king can backstab it at critical times."

"You can't kill Fei, but you can hurt it."

Ji Hong thought for a moment, then shook his head slightly: "The injured Fei...is not enough, I still can't beat him."

"Fei Fei is injured, lucky or seriously injured!"

"Innate talents can't be used by gods!"

"It's equivalent to half of the overall strength being crippled. You say you can't beat it?"

"Are you still a Demon Lord?"

The old white ape stared at Ji Hong in disbelief, and asked almost growling.

Of course, what little sanity it has left is still to spread out the evil spirit to prevent the sound from spreading.

"I really can't beat..."

Ji Hong shrugged innocently: "I'm a yellow monkey after all, and I don't have the blood of a divine beast."

"I'm out of cards."

The old white ape shook his hand angrily.

"Then be killed by it together."

Ji Hong responded lightly.

The atmosphere fell into a stalemate for a while.

"I don't believe you can't beat him."

"I don't believe you have no hole cards."

"Depend on!"

"Ha ha..."

One question and one answer.

Looking at Ji Hong, who is not afraid of boiling water for a dead pig, even the old white ape didn't know what to do for a while.

This person is just obvious, forcing himself to dig out something real.

I do have it, but... I save it for future use, and now I take it out, it's a blood loss.

"Then die together!"

In the end, the old white ape completely gave up the struggle and carried on to the end.

"Ok."

Ji Hong nodded, looking unhurried: "Anyway, the worst plan I ever made was to take you with me before I die."

"The ending now is not a loss to me."

"I have a hunch that in the future, you are the biggest threat to the human race."

When Ji Hong said these words, he didn't mean to be joking, he stared at the old white ape with deep eyes, and said softly.

The old white ape just watched silently.

"How did you manage to flip the table halfway through the game?"

"It's not good."

The old white ape muttered, lowered his head slightly, and there was a trace of coldness in his eyes, but when he raised his head again, he had already recovered his aggrieved look: "Fei's beast blood, demon core, demon crystal... are all yours. , I don't know."

"After all, you are just a...yellow monkey without the blood of a divine beast!"

It said through gritted teeth.

When it came to the last paragraph, he paused every word, and his tone was so eloquent.

Ji Hong regained his smile on his face: "You're too polite."

"As a brother, I'm touched."

"Even if it's not for myself, just to let you continue to live, I will do my best to kill this beast and return the world to the world!"

Ji Hong's words were impassioned and resounding.

But the old white ape just rolled his eyes, turned around and left, he had no idea of ​​chatting with Ji Hong at all.

Sometimes strength...is itself a huge weakness.

And this weakness was tightly grasped by Ji Hong, never giving way in the slightest.

Don't give the old white ape a chance to make a surprise attack.

"hope..."

"Be able to make some compensation as much as possible for my next evil deeds."

Ji Hong raised his head, looked at the blurred outline of Zhenyaoguan in the distance, his eyes were empty, and he muttered to himself.

……

"My God of Wealth is finally coming back!"

Ink Academy.

Xu Yuanqing, who is only middle-aged, has already stepped into the realm of the seven awakened ones!

His own strength is tyrannical!

The awakened fire phoenix is ​​a rare and rare quality!

Excellent graduate of the Mo Academy!

The core staff of the inner courtyard of the Mo Academy, the tutor of the outer courtyard, the deputy director of the Jiangcheng Education Department, the founder of Xu's takeaway, the sales pioneer of Zhenyaoguan Nuanbao, a strong competitor in the black market demon core sales...

The densely packed, hundreds of titles, without exception, proved his extraordinary existence like the proud son of heaven.

At this time, like a street runner, squatting at the door of the Mo Academy, with his hands in each other's sleeves, looking into the distance in this cold winter.

The eyes are full of the teacher's purest yearning and expectation for the returning students.

"I deliberately didn't eat in the morning and at noon."

"They will be very touched to see me looking forward to it so much."

"And have dinner in the evening, have a big meal, and celebrate."

"Just go to my new steamed bun cafeteria..."

"It can be used for food and money."

Xu Yuanqing muttered something from time to time, and the look of anticipation in his eyes became more intense.

In the distance, a row of luxury commercial vehicles approached from afar.

The value of each car is enough for Xu Yuanqing to open ten more steamed bun cafeterias, full of cards.

These cars parked neatly at the gate of Mo Academy.

The freshmen of the special training class who passed by from time to time stopped one after another, watching this scene curiously.

"Don't get out of the car, just wait."

Seeing that Artest was still wrapped in bandages and was about to open the car door, Sun Wen hurriedly grabbed his hand: "There are not many people now, wait a little longer!"

"When seniors appear on stage, they must always attract everyone's attention."

"That's how shocking it is!"

Artest scratched his head ignorantly, and sat back.

Only Yu Guang whispered softly: "I still want to see that egg...has it hatched..."

(No distractions, please let me adjust the status, and then start adding more...)