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

Chapter 94 The Real Succubus

"Let's go! Let's go!"

"Little Taoist priest, let's go, let's charge!"

On the playground of Jinling Wuzhong High School, the alarm blared long into the night.

Xiao Ai sat on the back of the mechanical bumblebee, her two little hands gripping the antennae tightly, her two little legs swaying excitedly.

It waved frantically at Jiang Mingzi.

"Hurry up, you second-class citizen, little Taoist priest!"

"This little Ai is about to take in the entire city!"

Jiang Mingzi chuckled softly.

"it is good."

He made a hand seal with one hand.

next second.

"Whoosh—"

The small pouch at his waist trembled slightly, and a wisp of the fresh scent of burnt wood wafted out first.

Immediately afterwards, a stream of light wrapped in fine lightning patterns burst out of the bag.

A stream of light circled around Jiang Mingzi, the sword rang out clearly, and faint lightning seemed to be moving within its depths.

Ye Chen's eyes lit up immediately.

Holy crap.

"This aura..."

"Buzz!"

The light suddenly plummeted to his feet.

Jiang Mingzi took a step forward.

The stream of light unfolded beneath his feet, transforming into an ancient peach wood sword.

Jiang Mingzi stepped onto the sword, his white robe billowing in the night wind, and he flew diagonally upwards.

"Wuhu!"

Xiao Ai let out a strange cry, grabbed the mechanical queen bee's two antennae with both hands, and suddenly tilted her body to the side.

"Walk!"

"Buzzing—"

Above the playground, the swarm of mechanical bees, resembling a dark cloud, suddenly turned around.

Countless red dots lit up at once.

The next second, the End Swarm followed Xiao Ai, like a steel tide, pressing down on the sky above Jinling.

Jiang Mingzi rode his sword ahead.

Xiao Ai rode a bee behind.

One person and one machine, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed into the night.

"Tsk..."

Ye Chen looked up at the two guys walking away, his eyes filled with envy.

"An eighth-grade peach wood sword forged from a thousand-year-old lightning-struck wood from Maoshan Town."

"And this Ghostly End Bee Swarm is worth at least two or three level-eight weapons."

He became increasingly sarcastic as he spoke.

"It's so great to have the backing of a great lineage!"

"The idea that only those at the Celestial Realm can fly is utterly meaningless in front of these rich people."

aside.

Wang Quanyue glanced at him while holding the sword, and pursed her lips.

He seemed to want to say something.

In the end, he didn't say anything.

Just then.

"Rat-a-tat-tat—"

A rapid, low-frequency sound of a propeller cutting through the air rang out above Jinling Martial Arts Center.

Wang Quanyue held his sword and looked up.

In the darkness, dozens of red beacon lights flashed and flew in formation toward Jinling Wuzhong.

That's an armed helicopter.

After they landed over the playground, the white strobe light at the end of their tail boom suddenly exploded.

A large number of students immediately raised their hands to cover their eyes.

"brush!"

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—"

A strong wind pressed down.

The treetops at the edge of the playground were violently shaken by the wind, and the students' school uniforms were fluttering loudly.

Dozens of armed helicopters hovered at low altitude, and special operations rope ladders were thrown down from the cabin doors.

"Splash!"

The rope ladder swayed in the wind.

Before the students could recover from the commotion, a sharp shout rang out.

"A clump!"

The commander of the First Regiment of the First Division of the State Guardian suddenly took a step forward.

"Everyone has it!"

"Swish, swish, swish!"

A group of soldiers instantly lined up, gun barrels down, their movements so synchronized they looked like a single person.

"Form ranks according to combat formation!"

"Climb the ladder now!"

"Target: All densely populated areas in the northern part of Nanjing!"

"Task!"

"Protect the people, vanquish evil!"

"action!"

"yes!!!"

The soldiers roared in unison, without the slightest hesitation.

Groups of people rushed toward the rope ladder, grabbing the ropes, stepping on them, and climbing up, their movements so fast that the students were dazzled.

"Second Regiment! Third Regiment!"

the other side.

The commanders of the Second and Third Regiments stepped forward simultaneously.

"Everyone has it!"

"Drive quickly toward the convoy at the school gate!"

"Board the train immediately!"

"Target: All densely populated areas in the central and southern sections of Jinling!"

"Task!"

"Protect the people, vanquish evil!"

"action!!"

"yes!!!"

next second.

The two streams of people went in different directions.

A group of people boarded the ladder and entered the helicopter, which then kicked up a blast of air as it flew toward the northern section of Nanjing.

The Second and Third Regiments maintained their combat formation and marched quickly along the edge of the parade ground toward the armored vehicle convoy at the school gate.

The sound of tracks.

Engine sound.

The sound of guns clashing.

And those commands, each one so short and sharp.

Being together made these students realize for the first time how close war was to them.

"grass……"

A boy's eyes were red, and his fists were clenched tightly.

"I'm applying to military academy this year!"

Another student next to him also yelled.

"Me too!"

Count me in!

"I'm going too!"

"Hahaha!"

The regimental commander was the last to climb the ladder.

He heard the shouts behind him, turned around suddenly, and gave the group of students a bright smile.

"Guys!"

"We believe in you!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and made a gun gesture.

He first tapped his own temple, then gestured towards the students.

"Bang."

That was a very light touch.

But it felt like it had pierced the hearts of many people.

"go!"

"We definitely will go!!"

"wait for me!"

"Sir! Wait for me to enter military academy!"

The students responded with shouts, and the whole place was filled with excitement.

One after another, the flame of the Chinese nation will never be extinguished; this moment embodies that spirit!

of course.

This passion did not infect everyone.

Beside the flagpole.

Yan Cong sat on the platform, his legs swinging dejectedly.

The sledgehammer was casually tossed aside.

He held up his phone and filmed the helicopters, armored vehicles, and the entire Ninth Platoon mobilizing, sending the footage to the other end of the video.

"Old Dragon!"

"Waaaaah!"

"Damn it, this is killing me!"

Yan Cong feigned grief and cried uncontrollably.

"Look!"

"Take a look for yourself!"

"All troops, march on!"

"I'll stay behind!"

On the other end of the video call.

Long Aotian stood on the deck of a giant cruise ship.

The sea breeze ruffled his black hair.

In the distance, a snow-capped active volcano lies across the horizon at the edge of the night.