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

Xingyao felt a little soft-hearted when she saw their miserable state.

But when she looked up and saw Zhao Kuo's gloomy and resentful eyes, the pang of reluctance in her heart immediately vanished.

She gritted her teeth and suddenly reached out and grabbed Ye Chuhao's hand.

"No, no!"

The two companions beside Zhao Kuo had despair in their eyes.

The next instant, Xingyao closed her eyes and slapped his hand hard.

"Let's see you bully the class monitor!"

"Clap clap clap—"

The crisp sound of slaps echoed one after another.

The kneeling people were slapped so hard they staggered and fell, their faces swelling higher and higher.

"hiss……"

The students watching the play all took a step back and gasped.

Xingyao cursed with her eyes closed, seemingly getting more and more into the mood, and she even stopped stuttering.

As she hit, she seemed to be letting out a long-held breath.

"So what if I like the class monitor!"

"What can you do to me!"

"We're both over eighteen, and according to Chinese law, we can get a marriage certificate!"

"Why are you using puppy love as an excuse to bully my class monitor?!"

"Why are you using puppy love as a pretext to criticize my homeroom teacher!"

"I, Xingyao, will tell you today!"

"I'll always be the class monitor's person!"

"Even if the sky falls, I'll stay with my class monitor. No one can stop us!"

Say it all in one breath.

Xingyao also stopped shaking Ye Chuhao's hand.

"call……"

She now felt as if every pore on her body had opened up, and her mind was clear and enlightened.

Xingyao opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was Ye Chuhao's mischievous smiling face.

The curve of his lips was almost as wide as the crooked smile of the vice-leader, the Dragon King!

"Whoosh—"

Xingyao's face turned red again.

After exiting the status, she reverted to being that little stutterer.

"What...what did I just say?!"

Xingyao suddenly looked around.

The group of students who were kneeling were now lying face down on the ground, their faces swollen twice their size, and they could be faintly heard muttering.

"Waaaaah..."

"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me, sister-in-law, may you two be together forever!"

"If you're going to fight, fight Zhao Kuo! Why are we, who didn't say anything, also being punished?"

"Well……"

Xingyao's body was so stiff that she dared not move at all!

Ye Chuhao held her with one arm and placed the other on the back of her head, his shoulders trembling slightly with laughter.

"Hmm, very good. I, the class monitor, am very satisfied with your attitude!"

"You, you..."

Xingyao looked at the face that was teasing her, bit her lip, and felt so ashamed she wanted to fly to heaven.

At that moment, the surrounding students completely erupted in anger.

"Wuhu!"

"You're so brave, senior!"

"May Haoyao last forever!"

Someone shouted first, and the next second, the entire playground erupted in cheers.

"May Haoyao last forever!"

"Haoyao forever!!"

Hearing those shouts, Xingyao felt like she was on fire.

She buried her face in Ye Chuhao's chest, nuzzling her head and wriggling her body like a caterpillar.

Throughout the entire process, Ye Chuhao's smile never stopped!

The teachers and soldiers present, witnessing this vibrant scene full of youthful energy,

His eyes were filled with emotion, but a slight smile unconsciously crept onto his lips.

Ye Chuhao looked ahead.

Under the stutterer's chaotic palm technique, the group of students shrouded in black energy were mostly dispersed and rendered unconscious.

In the field,

All that was left was Zhao Kuo lying on his side, forcing his eyes open a crack, staring at the sky, as if he were holding his breath, wanting to witness that last, last glimmer of hope.

He's still waiting.

Waiting for that moment that will allow me to turn the tide.

The image on the sky gradually became clear under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

"Baby, baby, can you see me?"

The sky swayed slightly before settling down.

After more than half an hour, Ai Kun's familiar face finally reappeared before everyone's eyes.

The viewers who were arguing heatedly just moments before almost instantly reached a consensus.

[Dog streamer, you're finally back!]

[Quickly tell me, what were you doing just now?]

[Stop asking, where's the second half of the video? I want to see it!]

"Cough cough..."

Aikun raised his hand to clear his throat, smiling mysteriously.

"This girl is right! Let's watch the video first. As for why the streamer left, we'll discuss that after the live stream ends!"

As he said this, his wrist twitched.

"Whoosh!"

He opened the folding fan, covering half his face, revealing only a pair of sly eyes.

"It's a big surprise!"

The voice just fell.

"Whoosh..."

Ai Kun disappeared from the screen, leaving behind only a renewed blanket of snow.

The laughter and chatter on the playground were silenced at that moment.

Just a second ago, the students were chanting "Haoyao forever".

The next second, a cold wind seemed to blow out from the sky, making them fall silent.

"Phew~~"

The winds of the North blow across the crumbling city walls.

A thin layer of white snow fell again on the snow that had been dried by the flames.

Broken armor plates lay buried in the snow, a broken sword was stuck diagonally in a crack in the city bricks, and the hilt was still wrapped with strips of cloth that had long since turned black.

The camera glides past a snowflake over the city wall.

It passed over the collapsed walls and the charred bricks, finally landing gently on Li Yuan's blood-stained shoulder.

In that instant, everyone returned.

Return to that snow-covered northern city.

Let's go back to that desperate defense that almost crushed people's hearts.

"Is this city really worth defending?"

"Can't we just leave if it's broken?"

"Can't we just retreat to the rear and wait for reinforcements?"

The camera slowly rises.

At this moment, the perspective of all the audience members was drawn to the back of the golden figure, as if they too were standing in that golden light, asking those three questions in person.

Inside and outside the canopy, everyone held their breath.

Especially Zhao Kuo.

Half of his face was so swollen that he could barely open his eyes, and there was still blood and foam at the corner of his mouth, yet he still stared intently at the sky.

In those eyes, there was a last vestige of morbid hope.

"Speak up..."

"Shut him up! Rebut him!!!"

As long as Li Yuan and his group turn against them.

As long as the warriors of the Northern Frontier also feel that the Desolate Emperor is high and mighty.

Then he still has a chance.

All his resentment and bitterness could find an outlet.

In Ye Chuhao's arms, Xingyao subconsciously gripped the hem of his clothes.

She tilted her head up and stole a glance at him.

The boy still wore that familiar faint smile.

Not urgent.

Don't panic.

It also carried a hint of composure, as if he already knew the answer.

Xingyao was stunned.

The tension she felt gradually dissipated.

She snuggled closer to Ye Chuhao, found a comfortable spot, and continued looking up at the sky.

In the sky.

Li Yuan remained silent for a few seconds.

He did not get angry, nor did he rush to defend himself.

He simply looked down at the snow-covered ground beneath the city wall, soaked in blood.

There lie buried their recently lost comrades, and the city they almost failed to defend.

Li Yuan spoke softly.

But every word carries a heavy weight in one's heart.

"Senior, you're right."

"If you break through, retreat to the rear and wait for reinforcements. This is military strategy, rationality, and the optimal solution."

He paused, raised his head, and his gaze gradually sharpened.

"But what's behind us?"

"It refers to the million civilians within the Northern City."

"They haven't finished evacuating yet."

"If we take a step back, the demon race will take a step forward."

"retreat?"

Where can we retreat to?

"As martial artists, are we supposed to retreat to the backs of ordinary people?"

As these words were spoken, many people on the city wall had tears in their eyes.

Li Yuan didn't stop, pointing towards the city.

You said we are father, husband, and son.

"right!"

"we are!"

"But isn't everyone in the city someone's father, husband, or son?"

"Our presence here has nothing to do with whether this city is worth it or not."

"It's just because behind this city live millions of people who are worth protecting."

Beside him, Zeng Tie looked up.

His eyes were still red, and his voice was terribly hoarse.

"Senior, I scolded you for being late earlier; it was my fault for being so rude."

"But since you're asking us to withdraw, I also want to ask you something."

He looked up, his gaze meeting the golden figure.

"Did you ever retreat amidst the mountains of corpses and seas of blood back then?"