Once upon a time there was a demon pass

It was tacitly understood that Sun Wen and Zhao Zicheng did not talk about hunting souls for the rest of their lives, nor did they analyze the possibility that Zhao Zicheng's father was a soul hunting person.

If so, will it be the core high-level.

As Yu Sheng said, all this is meaningless.

From the beginning to the end, he was a very selfish person, even if he sat in the position of Pavilion Master of the Mo Pavilion, he could only try his best not to be so selfish.

This is the real rest of life.

Righteousness kills relatives, brothers turn against each other, for absolute justice, for world peace, for love and protection...

There are many such people, but they are definitely not Yu Sheng.

He will always solve this matter without affecting other people, instead of decisively drawing a line with Zhao Zicheng and maintaining his own image.

"You haven't been to my house yet, have you?"

After another heated fight with Sun Wen, Zhao Zicheng turned his head to look at Yu Sheng with satisfaction, and asked.

Yu Sheng nodded slightly.

"Come on, stay at my house tonight."

"My dad has wanted to see you for a long time, and he often uses you to scold me."

"They are all classmates, why did you become the owner of the Mo Pavilion, and I am still the owner of a remote town."

"Ah..."

"If it wasn't for my dad to applaud me, why would I go back to Mobei City?"

Zhao Zicheng curled his lips, but there was an unstoppable smile in his eyes.

"If you really listened to him back then, you went to the military academy..."

"Perhaps, I will really miss a lot of scenery."

"Facts have proved that my vision and pattern are far better than his!"

"More importantly..."

Zhao Zicheng paused for a moment, with a little emotion in his tone: "It's still very important to get into a good university..."

"If I graduate from the military academy, can I still enjoy the treatment of the richest man in the human race, and the master of the Mo Pavilion will come to treat me as the best man?"

"Using the words of success learning...the circle determines your status..."

"Tsk tsk..."

Zhao Zicheng's words were not without showing off.

Mobei City is not too big, and in this occasional chat, a few people came to Zhao Zicheng's home.

The neighborhood is a bit old.

But the face of the house is still big.

Zhao Zicheng pushed open the door.

A middle-aged man was sitting on the sofa at this moment, wearing presbyopic glasses, watching TV with slightly squinted eyes, with a rigid and serious expression.

"what?"

"You're not going to work today?"

Seeing his father, Zhao Zicheng asked with some doubts.

"You're getting married the day after tomorrow, so I don't have time to go to work."

The middle-aged man didn't look back, he was still staring at the TV intently, and responded.

"Are you on leave?"

"I haven't received a leave application from the chief of the security department?"

Zhao Zicheng said with a smile, and hung his coat on the hanger casually: "Sit down as you please."

"Ha ha..."

"Driving to the city lord's mansion, gas is expensive."

"The leave slip is on the dining table, sign it for me."

Although he was smiling, Zhao Zicheng's father still couldn't see any smile on his face, and he was rather calm and prestige.

"..."

"It's against discipline."

The corners of Zhao Zicheng's mouth twitched slightly, but he still walked towards the dining table. After seeing the leave request, he picked it up to look at it, and put it in his pocket.

"Then catch me with your own hands."

Father Zhao said perfunctorily, his eyes never left the TV screen from the beginning to the end, and he didn't even notice that there were two more people in the room.

Zhao Zicheng couldn't help but rolled his eyes, made a helpless expression to Sun Wen and Yu Sheng, and shrugged.

"Then I'm getting married, what are you busy with..."

"invitation?"

"feast?"

Zhao Zicheng sat on the sofa beside him and asked curiously.

"Chasing drama..."

"These two days are the finale."

"It just so happened that I had a legitimate reason to ask for leave, otherwise I would be easily spoiled if I watched the replay."

Father Zhao pushed his own reading glasses, his expression was so solemn, his eyes serious.

"Look, this is my old father."

"It's been like this since I was a child, using the most serious tone and saying the most unreliable words."

Zhao Zicheng's tone was full of helplessness, he tilted his head to look at Yu Sheng, and Sun Wen said with a soft sigh.

At this time, Father Zhao finally noticed that there were two more people in the room, and took advantage of the moment when the camera on the TV switched, he turned his head and took a look.

"Are there any friends?"

"Sit whatever you want, don't be shy."

"I'll watch TV first..."

His speaking speed was very fast, which was completely in the standard polite process, but when his eyes passed Yu Sheng's face, he stopped for a moment.

"Electrical... for the rest of my life?"

The next moment, Zhao's father stood up abruptly: "The director of the security department of Mobei City, Zhao Changlin, has met the pavilion master!"

Stand at attention and salute.

A set of procedures is very standard.

"Tsk tsk, when you see me, the city lord, why don't you also salute!"

"They are all leaders, why!!!"

Zhao Zicheng said sourly.

But Father Zhao completely ignored him and kept standing.

Yu Sheng was stunned, pondering for a few seconds: "Mo Academy, student Zhao Zicheng, Yu Sheng...have you met...uncle?"

A smile instantly appeared on Father Zhao's rigid and serious face, and he sat back on the sofa again.

"Everything is good, so there is no need to always salute..."

"Sit first... eat fruit..."

Saying that, Father Zhao's eyes fell on the TV again, concentrating on it, this time even the Pavilion Master of the Mo Pavilion... completely ignored.