The day when I was chased by three thousand planes across borders

Shen Shutong woke up, and the warm sunlight outside the window entered his eyes.

He sat up, and the pain in his abdomen and shoulders slowly recovered.He took the painkiller and took three seconds to sort out the situation.

The three of them were lying on the spaceship on the return journey, and the person who piloted the spaceship was a demon.

The demon saw from the rearview mirror that he was awake and did not speak.

Shen Shutong ignored the devil.He looked at Prince Prince and Fatty next to him. His two teammates were covered in bandages.They haven't arrived at the hospital yet, and the demons are not so kind. The emergency medicine and tourniquets on their bodies were all ordered by Shen Shutong to be done by Rose.

Fortunately, the two people only had flesh injuries and fractures, and nothing major happened to the inside of the skull and viscera, but the head was more or less injured.Shen Shutong was still the least injured, so he was also the first to wake up.

Shen Shutong was not in the mood to rejoice.He lowered his head, thinking of the prince brother and the little fat man standing up to protect each other, his eyes gradually dimmed.

If he could be more courageous and directly use the pentagram to summon the demon, the situation would not be so serious.

His potions and powers didn't buy them long enough, he had completely overestimated himself.Obviously he shouldn't have involved innocent people in the first place, and he didn't have the strength to deal with the crisis.

It's all his fault.

The demon noticed Shen Shutong's drooping figure and asked, "Do you regret it?"

Shen Shutong remained silent, still hanging his head, hiding his emotions in the shadows.

The devil didn't show on his face, but an alarm sounded in his heart.

Ever since Shen Shutong came out of the private clinic, something was wrong with him.

Even though he tried his best to avoid it.But with EX-level spiritual power, how could it not endanger others?

The devil also expected this situation, so he packed Shen Shutong and his two classmates and threw them into the ruins.According to his experience, the more you fight, the better your mood will be.Didn't expect humans to be terrible creatures, and his boy was even worse off when he got back.

This is like seeing the delicate flower buds that I have carefully cultivated stagnate, and I sprinkled a bag of usual fertilizer on it, but I didn't expect the pH to be uncomfortable, which had the opposite effect.

Gardening is trouble!

The devil tapped the joystick a few times with his fingers, and broke the silence in the car: "It seems that these two brats ran out first to provoke others, right?"

Shen Shutong looked at the devil when he heard the sound, as if he only realized that he was there at this time.

He didn't wonder why the devil knew all kinds of details.The demons could appear so punctually, it is very likely that they had arrived at the scene in advance, and watched them live and die with indifference and joy.

As a mentor, he only needs to arrive on time according to the requirements of the students, and then rescue them.After all, his false identity is a human being, and it is already difficult enough to deal with a million-level wanted criminal. It is already considered as humane and righteous not to leave them behind.

He closed his eyes and said, "It's my fault. It was originally about EX, and they shouldn't be allowed to go to the Eastern Region together."

The devil hates Shen Shutong's habit of taking all the responsibility on himself.When he was a minor, the old men of the elders hadn't lost their courage, and they always blamed him for all the big and small things in the plane.Although the latter is to shirk and the former is to take over, the essence is the same.

They are all blindfolded.

The devil opened the glasses case and put on the flat glasses to cover up the brutal light in his blood eyes.

He looked in the rearview mirror and said slowly, "Do you know why they tried their best to protect you later?"

Shen Shutong looked at him suspiciously.

Is that even a question?

The devil didn't look at Shen Shutong, and said to himself: "Except for loyalty. They didn't listen to you and put you in danger with them. I feel so guilty. Naturally, I can't let you die in vain anyway."

Shen Shutong's eyes flickered, and he looked back at the two snoring classmates who were soundly asleep.

"No one asks them to come according to your rules, and no one asks you to save them. If you want to show kindness, no one has any objection, but at least take care of the psychology of the beneficiaries."

These words are really the words from the heart of the devil.For the healthy growth of Shen Shutong, a good seedling, he has been busy as a teacher. Although his intentions are not pure... But at least, judging from his decades of life, cultivating Shen Shutong has been his life. The hardest thing to do.

Perhaps it was the power in the words that really shocked Shen Shutong, and the speeding car fell into dead silence again.Shen Shutong looked out the window, the street lights were shining at night, the rows of road trees were almost forming a few green straight lines, and there were many buildings in the distance, with fiery trees and silver flowers, which was the grand scene of Kyoto.

He is not the only one who wants to protect everyone.

He was silent for a long time, then smiled softly: "Mr. Devil, you really look like a mentor now."

The devil didn't speak, but moved his fingers lightly twice, and the speeding car bumped violently, shaking the two people who were sleeping soundly awake.

Yes, he hated that too.

Brother Prince just woke up from a dream, he thought he was in one of his flying cars.He had never seen a driver with such poor driving skills, and cursed: "Drive steadily! Are you going to kill me!"

The little fat man may have only been hit by a brick, and his mind turned faster than the prince.He opened his eyes and saw the roof of the car instead of the scene of heaven. He couldn't help but burst into tears: "Teacher! From today on, you are my real father!"

Shen Shutong really had nothing to say to these two live treasures.The prince and the little fat man just opened their eyesight and were as excited as two wild dogs, even if they could only lie down, their saliva could splash five inches high.

"That bald donkey can shed its skin! This makes the famous Shades super hero useless..."

"Be careful, Shades! The hair dye has expired, don't reveal your identity easily, you have now turned back to the ordinary Prince of Kyoto!"

"Tch, huh? Damn it."

"But that bald head is so fucking hateful! Next time I come here, I must beat the shit out of him!"

"Pipe Man! As a comrade-in-arms, I agree with your words; but as a hero, I want to warn you to pay attention to the elegant words, for example, how to scold teammates and enemies gracefully..."

The demon listened to their talk and laughed without saying a word.

Revenge?They probably have no chance.

Because, the current Killing Monk, I am afraid...

Killing Monk woke up from the pain in his limbs.He found himself nailed to the wall of the hall, and the guests were distorted, some with twisted limbs, and some with decapitated heads.

At the open gate, a boy covered in piss was taking off his clothes from the corpses of his peers and putting them on himself.

Looking at the bones and texture of the boy's back, although it is not as good as Shen Shutong's reincarnated god, it is still a rare stunner.The killer's fingers trembled, and he was about to catch him, when the boy's wrist moved quickly, and a fast dart flew towards him unexpectedly, directly cutting the killer's neck.

Brother Prince and Shen Shutong were fast enough, but the speed of killing monks was several orders of magnitude faster than them.And this young boy was even faster than the monk killer.

When the boy finally finished dressing, he turned around, and his eyes were filled with ice that never melted for thousands of years.

Exquisite and picturesque facial features, dark blue eyes and hair, and black ears in the hair.

—An hour ago, he was one of the items locked in a glass case waiting to be auctioned.

The boy took off the quick dart, and Gululu, the head of the killer monk, rolled to the ground.He put it in the cloth bag that he carried with him, and a wrinkle that symbolized a bad mood gradually appeared between his brows.

So disgusting.