Divine weapon in hand
In the afternoon.
In the school history Library.
When Li Mo saw the rows of memorial tablets that almost filled the hall, even Li Mo, who was visiting mcmau's school history Library for the first time, was completely silent.
Li Fei and the others who had come with him also looked extremely solemn.
Fang ping had been here once before, but he had not been since.
At this moment, Fang ping was not dejected or sad. He still had a faint smile on his face. He said,"This is the most dazzling medal of mcmau! Generations of mcmau people's blood and lives had forged the mcmau of today!
"Perhaps mcmau's strength and history are not as good as star suppression city 's, but mcmau's spirit is not weaker than any other place!"
"Let's go,"Fang ping said with a smile," I brought you all here today to let you all understand that everything mcmau's teachers and students have done is not for personal gain. "
Zheng nanqi and the others might not have understood, but Li Mo did.