Once upon a time there was a demon pass

While speaking, Yu Mo still took out a small mirror from his arms, and kept observing whether the wrinkles on his face were natural, and whether some gray spots were stained or not.

If it rains suddenly and your face turns white, it will be embarrassing.

"Sooner or later, I will be able to kick open your door!"

"In the most brutal way!"

"I'm selling miserably all the time, so I ask you if you're afraid!"

A confident smile appeared on the corner of Yu Mo's mouth, and he whispered softly.

"Ha ha..."

"In Sin City, there are often gray-haired old men who kneel tremblingly in front of us, begging us to let him go."

"Then in the next second, a knife was thrown."

"It happens all the time, so it's part of our code of conduct in Sin City that...never trust anyone who looks miserable unless he's actually dead."

Standing behind Yu Mo, Chu Huai spoke lightly.

Yu Mo's body froze, and he turned his head to look at Chu Huai expressionlessly: "Why didn't you say it earlier..."

"Do you know how long it took me to dye this naturally flowing gray hair?"

"And... gray hair, very expensive!!!"

"wrong!"

"Are you implying that I'm going to die? If I die, you will be able to take over my position as the leader of the light team?"

"Oh, impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Yu Mo sneered, and his eyes were firm: "I'm still in good health. It's not a big problem to live for another few decades. If you want to take my place, you should do it sooner!"

"Oh..."

"I don't want to be the leader of the light team for a long time. It's a thankless job. It was just a forced and helpless choice before."

"It was originally a death-seeking business. If you don't give it to me now, I can live for a while longer."

"Why not?"

"Speaking of it, I feel that the position of the Pavilion Master of the Mo Pavilion suits me best. After all, I am known for being kind-hearted, caring for the world, and the only light in Sin City..."

With a smile on the corner of Chu Huai's mouth, he spoke softly.

Only Yu Mo's complicated gaze responded to him.

"If I hadn't observed you for two years, I would have almost..."

"Hey, here we come!"

"Push my wheelchair!!!"

Yu Mo had only spoken halfway, and suddenly whispered, and the next second, he hunched over and began to cough violently.

The corners of Chu Huai's mouth twitched slightly: "I said before, your method is useless to the people of Sincheng until you die."

Although he said so, Chu Huai still put his hands on the armrest of the wheelchair as Yu Mo said, and pushed Yu Mo forward slowly.

"wind!"

"breeze!"

Yu Mo covered his mouth, and a very soft voice came again.

"..."

Chu Huai's hands resting on the wheelchair trembled slightly, and he rolled his eyes, but he still controlled the energy slightly, letting it escape a little, encouraging the breeze to blow by!

Yu Mo's mottled white hair fluttered in the wind, and the strands of white hair hidden in the black hair were so clear, dazzling and eye-catching at this moment.

Coupled with Yu Mo's hoarse coughing sound, it looked very cute and pitiful.

"Yu... for the rest of my life..."

"You're back..."

Yu Mo finally raised his head slowly, looked at Yu Sheng who was walking in front of him, and spoke softly with a smile.

I don't know exactly how Yu Mo did it, but the moment Yu Mo raised his head, his lips had lost any color, looked pale, and shrank his hands back very 'subtly'.

But the movement of withdrawing the hand is a bit big, it's hard not to be noticed, especially the blood on the palm.

If a simple-minded person suddenly saw this scene and deduced that a terminal cancer would be the best blessing for Yu Mo.

It is believed that he will die in a second.

"The show... is over..."

Seeing this scene, the corner of Chu Huai's mouth twitched slightly, subconsciously raised his head, and looked towards the sky, as if he had nothing to do with himself.

And Yu Sheng's expression didn't change at all, he just nodded slightly: "Yes."

"Ok?"

"You...cough cough...cough cough!!!"

"Cough cough!!!"

"cough...."

Seeing Yu Sheng's indifferent reaction, Yu Mo didn't quite believe in evil, and coughed violently again, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Yu Sheng was startled, opened the Shanhe bottle silently, and took out a bottle: "Do you want to drink water?"

"It's the elixir that you worked so hard to collect in the Demon Realm. Does it have a miraculous effect on poor people like me who have a damaged heart, mental exhaustion, and can only live for a few days at most???"

Yu Mo's eyes lit up, and he spoke.

He spoke extremely fast, but each word was expressed very clearly.

"It's just ordinary tap water."

Yu Sheng shook his head slightly and said.

"..."

"Tap water..."

"Even if you buy a bottle of mineral water, I can feel relieved..."

The corner of Yu Mo's mouth twitched slightly, leaning on the wheelchair, panting heavily, with a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth: "Actually...I...I'm going to die."

"Originally, I wanted to die quietly like this, just as I quietly appeared in this world."

"But when I look back on my life, it dawns on me..."

"I'm most worried about you, my brother."

"If you don't have me, how will you survive with your character? I can even imagine the scene where you are being bullied..."

"Ugh..."

Yu Mo sighed heavily, raised his trembling arm, grasped it on the armrest of the wheelchair, and supported himself to sit upright again: "So, for you, I will borrow another two years of life from the sky!!!"