Once upon a time there was a demon pass

For Yu Sanshui's 'kind reminder', there was no response in the room.

And Yu Sanshui didn't care about it, just smiled and shook his head, with a relaxed and lazy look on his face, he walked out of the shop slowly, carrying a small horse, sitting at the entrance of the shop, watching the There are endless pedestrians, and occasionally they will say hello.

"Hey, Lao Qi! Why didn't you go out today!"

"Old Li, you went out to wash your feet last night, and you were caught by your wife. Look at your face, it's bloody!"

"Sister Sun, you said that you have been single for so many years, and you never thought about finding another one?"

"Tsk tsk... Whose child is this, so cute? Huh? From your sister's? How old is your sister?"

Yu Sanshui's eyes lit up, and he spoke subconsciously. It wasn't until the man looked at Yu Sanshui with guarded eyes that Yu Sanshui touched his nose, wandering into the sky again, basking in the sun, enjoying the indescribable enjoyment feel.

Compared with other "bitter" Jiujue, Yu Sanshui always looks more comfortable, cozy and enviable.

Small town, sunset, accompanied by beauties and common people...

Perhaps, this is also the appearance of the future human race in many Jiujue ideals.

"Yu Mo..."

"It's been so quiet recently, there's no news at all."

"Is there something big going on?"

"Otherwise, if you call me father so many times and don't take advantage of me, you will be at a loss."

"I don't know Yu Sheng, if I found anything in that Shenxuan."

"In these days, there is more and more hope."

Yu Sanshui had no intention of worrying about his son's life or death at all, instead he took out a few newspapers and read them slowly.

As for the phone...

He and the black robe smashed together.

What you want is binding, what you want is companionship, no one wants to contact the outside world, you have to die together!

……

"There are still nine days."

"Are you sure that with Yu Sheng's personality, it is suitable for you to sit in the position of the Pavilion Master of the Mo Pavilion?"

Moge headquarters.

Yuan Qingshan frowned slightly, still maintaining a skeptical attitude.

And Yu Mo shook his head with a smile: "Maybe Yu Sheng is taciturn, and sometimes his brain circuits are strange, but at least there is one thing..."

"What he promised, he will work very hard and earnestly, no matter what the process is, the result will be consistent with his original idea, and until now, two seniors, recall what you have done in the past few years and the rest of your life. ..”

"Is there any thing that he messed up?"

"Don't talk about other things, just talk about ten thousand poisonous fruits. No matter how many elites we send there, how high is the success rate?"

"But Yu Sheng did it, on time and on time, without any accidents."

Yu Mo spoke softly.

Yuan Qingshan and Qi Changshan sat across from him, nodded slightly thoughtfully.

Indeed, as Yu Mo said, although what Yu Sheng has done over the years may give them headaches and bewilderment, at least... they have never wiped their asses.

Even some troubles arose, but were solved by Yu Sheng himself.

Unless it is a stakeholder, Yu Sheng never troubles others.

if...

If, as Yu Mo said, after Yu Sheng agreed to sit in the position of Pavilion Master of the Mo Pavilion, he really followed the promise and led the human race farther, then it doesn't seem to be a particularly serious problem to be silent.

"Having said that, in the next few years, the human race needs a heroic figure to ignite the flames in their hearts and support them to move forward. Otherwise, under the pressure of that kind of terror, no matter how strong the heart is, the soldiers will gradually lose their strength. Desperate, numb."

"At that time, it will be a disaster for the human race."

"The junior said it harshly, the two seniors... Can you really achieve that kind of heroic level?"

"It's like the ancestor of...Yu Yongyan."

Yu Mo's voice was calm, and he looked at the two and spoke lightly.

Yuan Qingshan and Qi Changshan looked at each other, a little silent, no one spoke.

The conference room fell into silence.

After a long time.

"You are right."

"In the next few years, the fourth and fifth generations will rule the world. We old guys should gradually withdraw from the stage of history."

"And you..."

"It's the idols of those young people."

Yuan Qingshan felt a little emotional, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

And Yu Mo shook his head slightly, with no joy or sorrow on his face: "Their idols can be Yu Sheng, Sun Wen, Zhao Zicheng, Bai Haitang...but definitely, it won't be me."

"I'm just their motivation, a scourge they're trying to eradicate, that's all."

"Since the two seniors have no objection to this, Yu Mo... will leave first."

"In the future, the old white ape should attack me frequently, and I will also prepare a few pieces on this chessboard."

"It's more interesting when there are back and forth."

As he spoke, Yu Mo nodded slightly at the two old men, pushed the wheelchair, walked in the empty corridor, and left quietly without attracting the attention of other Mo Ge staff.

Yuan Qingshan and Qi Changshan continued to sit in the meeting room, looking at each other.