The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

call--

In the next instant, she transformed into a streak of fire, hurtling towards the location where the demonic energy was gathering.

Ahead lies a mountain forest.

The minotaur looked back.

Flames soared into the sky behind them.

Immediately afterwards, a crimson line of fire tore through the night, chasing after them.

Its face instantly turned extremely ugly, and it cursed under its breath:

"waste!"

The deer demon beside him ran wildly, looking up at the nearby mountain peak, its voice filled with a hint of wild joy.

"Brother Niu!"

"Soon!"

"We can escape!"

The bull-headed demon raised its head.

The golden light curtain overhead will not completely descend for another ten meters or so.

Beyond the mountain peak lies the edge of the Jinling Sealing Array.

Once you cross that, you'll be outside Jinling City.

Thinking of this, the string in its heart that was about to snap finally relaxed for a moment.

"yes."

"After destroying so many demons, it's finally time to..."

The Minotaur leaped up suddenly, its massive body soaring over the hillside.

But the moment it landed, its words came to an abrupt halt.

On the other side of the hill.

The weasel demon king and the other four demon shadows stood frozen in place, none of them taking another step forward.

The wind blows through the mountains and forests.

No demon spoke.

Only the distant roar of the giant sword falling still echoed through the air.

"Brother Niu, why did you stop rinsing?"

The deer demon, unaware of anything amiss after landing, continued to push forward with its hooves and even turned back to urge the bull demon on.

"Hurry up and catch up..."

It turned its head and looked ahead again.

"what?"

It surged past the ranks of the leading demon kings.

"Weasels, what are you still doing here?"

"Let's hurry..."

Swah——

A flash of sword light streaked past.

The deer demon's voice abruptly stopped.

"Uh...uh..."

Its head flew high into the air, tumbling in the night wind.

In its swirling field of vision, it saw its body still in a running posture, having stepped out of the Nanjing border.

However, the body went out, but the head remained.

It also saw a young man in a yellow robe standing quietly on the mountaintop.

The longsword has been drawn.

The sword lay horizontally in the moonlight, blood droplets flowing down its spine.

The blood...

It looks like it's mine?

Was he cutting me?

The deer demon didn't have time to figure it out.

pat.

His head hit the ground.

The mountains and forests were completely quiet.

In the distance, the gust of wind generated by the explosion of the thousand-meter-long giant sword swept in, causing the hem of the yellow-robed youth to flutter loudly.

The firelight illuminated half of his face, reflecting the cold indifference in his eyes.

Wang Quanyue held his sword horizontally atop the mountain, its blade positioned before the border of Jinling.

He looked at the weasel, the bull-headed demon, and the few great demon kings who dared not move ahead, and spoke calmly.

"This road is blocked."

Just as everyone held their breath, waiting to see how the sword-wielding youth would stop the group of great demon kings,

The next second, the broadcast suddenly went black.

The mountain peaks disappeared into the night.

The camera abruptly cuts back to the skies above Nanjing.

"Grass!"

"That damn broadcaster! Come out here! I'll beat you to death!"

"Ahhh! I'm getting into the zone! What are you cutting for?!"

Viewers across the country were collectively overwhelmed with emotion as they watched the broadcast.

They almost started fighting on the hilltop just now.

The atmosphere was extremely tense, with a weasel, a bull-headed demon, and a young man in a yellow robe wielding a sword.

And then you cut it for me?

Who could stand this?

The camera lights up again.

High above Nanjing, a mechanical bumblebee hovers beneath the clouds.

Xiao Ai sat on the bee's back, holding the tentacle communicator with one hand and frantically scrambling on the projected map with the other.

Her little face was very serious, like a little commander.

"Luo Feng, a second-class citizen!"

She turned her head and looked at the mecha boy floating in mid-air not far away.

"Go to the exit of the fifth abandoned air-raid shelter and provide support for Ye Chen!"

"yes!"

Luo Feng's eyes lit up instantly.

The excitement of "it's finally my turn" almost overflowed from his face.

next second.

The silver-black mecha armor spread from his neck, instantly covering his face.

ka ka ka-

The back thrusters unfolded section by section.

He leaned forward slightly.

"Whoosh—"

The tail flames shot out.

Luo Feng transformed into a streak of silver-black light and vanished from the edge of the frame in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Ai nodded in satisfaction.

After this period of battlefield coordination, her whole little nose was floating.

She raised her chin and looked down her nose at the young man who had just casually summoned all the swords in the city.

"Ye Chu, a second-class citizen..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

hum.

"Uh...uh—"

It felt as if an invisible hand had grabbed her by the neck, and her feet were lifted off the back of the bee.

Its two short legs kicked wildly on the spot.

He also desperately pulled at his neck with both hands.

The face, though made of hair, showed a flush that only humans would have.

Furthermore, even the single tuft of hair on her head stood upright in fright.

Ye Chuhao sat on the heavy sword, one leg dangling lazily outside the sword.

His chin rested lightly on Xingyao's shoulder, his eyelids barely lifting as he lazily looked at Xiao Ai.

"Um?"

"What did you call me, class monitor?"

"Mmm-mmm-mmm—"

Xiao Ai shook her head frantically.

He looked like he was about to die at any moment.

On the playground of Jinling Wuzhong School.

Many students thoroughly enjoyed the performance.

"That feels so good!"

"Let her pretend! Let her be a second-class citizen every day!"

When Xiao Ai used to stand out at school, she often looked down on people.

The moment that little mouth opened, the level of sarcasm was instantly maxed out.

The worst part is that she's incredibly slippery; if you reach out to grab her, she turns into a cloud of silvery-white data and runs away.

You can't win an argument with them, and you can't hit them with a fight.

This little brat has really messed up today!

of course.

Many viewers were also completely bewildered.

"Hey, isn't this Xiao Ai a mechanical creation? And she even has the suffocation mechanic?"

"Why does it feel like she can't breathe?"

Someone immediately lowered their voice to explain.

"That's not a feeling, she was being strangled to death!"

"Didn't you see that young man's 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to One' technique just now?"

"Sword control techniques of this scale are only achievable by those celestial beings from the royal family, or by mental cultivators!"

"And it has to be at least level seven or higher!"

"The mental power of an eighth-level mentalist is no longer limited to controlling external objects."

"That thing is similar to a Taoist soul attack!"

"It seems that this little nose has developed a kind of intelligence, like a machine soul."

"If someone is holding your soul in their hands, how can you not suffocate?"

"Oh, right..."

The man suddenly realized.

The next second, he couldn't help but look at the broadcast screen again.

"By the way, what exactly is this young man's identity?"

His companion shrugged.

"How would I know? Just watch!"

On the heavy sword.

Xingyao looked at Xiao Ai's short legs kicking wildly, and a hint of pity flashed in her eyes.

She knew that Ye Chuhao didn't really want to hurt Xiao Ai.

But she still gently tugged at Ye Chuhao's hand that was wrapped around her waist.

"Class monitor."

"Let...let Xiao Ai go."

"If she's rude again, I... I'll tell Luo Ji that she's not allowed to come out."

Ye Chuhao looked down at her.

Xingyao's voice was very soft.

But those eyes were very serious.

It seemed like he had mustered up a lot of courage to plead for Xiao Ai.

Ye Chuhao smiled.

"Okay, I'll listen to my wife."