Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"Is this... the rest of my life?"

An old man with seven senses seemed to be muttering to himself, his tone full of unconfidence, as if doubting his own eyes.

"Um..."

"If what you see is Yu Sheng, it proves that my eyes are right."

The other old man nodded subconsciously and said a bit of a cold joke.

"But the news I got is that Yu Sheng is currently fooling around in the street, playing and singing every night, and has not dealt with official business for at least a week."

"No, your news is outdated. The news I got is that Yu Sheng took advantage of his position as the head of the Mo Pavilion to serve as the umbrella of Huajie to seek personal gain."

"Your news is also outdated... I just heard this morning that Yu Sheng is planning to set up a flower street in every city of the human race as a new culture of characters..."

The expressions of several old people were a little numb, and they spoke quietly.

I don't know why, but their mood at this time is not that exciting, and there is no enthusiasm, but full of absurdity.

After all, the gap between the actual results and their expected information is a bit too big...

"Go back and find out who sent the news."

"Hmm... for spreading rumors about the Pavilion Master of the Mo Pavilion, let him be executed."

"Let's send him to Sin City..."

"can."

One by one old people don't know when they get together, chatting with you and me, and they are almost holding a handful of melon seeds in their hands.

This incident was too shocking, and if they didn't talk about something, it would be difficult to digest their complicated emotions.

"But... I have to say, our little pavilion master is really ruthless."

"In front of countless people, on the battlefield, violently beating the Lord of the Demon Realm, this kind of thing is the first of its kind in history, right?"

"No, Yu Yongyan's sages did it before."

"There is also Li Mocheng, a sage."

"No, Li Mocheng was the sage who defended the city. Although he killed a lot, he didn't beat the Lord of the Demon Realm violently."

"Didn't you realize that you have subconsciously used legendary characters to illustrate the little pavilion master?"

"..."

"I am suddenly full of confidence in the current situation of the human race."

"So... shall we take this opportunity to send troops again?"

"No, although sending troops now will bring morale to its peak, but our team has just gone through a big battle."

"Well, it's like this, it's enough to let them appreciate the demeanor of the little pavilion master. If we fight again tomorrow, the human race... can still win."

"But won't the little pavilion master be in danger?"

"With our strength, to support him, will he be safe?"

"That's right, this is something the old men of Bajue need to worry about, and it has nothing to do with us."

A group of people talked in a hurry, and then they set their eyes on Yuan Qingshan and Qi Changshan in the distance.

As if sensing the gazes projected by the crowd, Yuan Qingshan still stared into the distance with a blank expression, maintaining his compulsion as the former pavilion master.

"Why didn't I encounter such a beautiful thing when I was the Pavilion Master."

"He only has seven senses, but I have eight senses..."

Although his expression was calm, there was a hint of sadness in Yuan Qingshan's tone.

"He is invincible with seven senses, but you are not invincible with eight senses."

"And...it doesn't matter."

"Need support?"

Qi Changshan said with a cold face, lightly mocking.

For a moment, Yuan Qingshan looked even more melancholy.

"Yu Sheng is not a fool, if he is not sure, he will not appear in that kind of place."

"The problem is that the old white ape is not a fool. Its self-destructive state must be beneficial to him. It is not impulsive."

"So there should be a delicate balance over there now. If we rush over there, it may break this balance, but we can't do nothing."

"So I think it's enough for us to be intimidated from a distance and ensure that we can get out of the body for the rest of our lives."

"Put out that... If Yu Sheng dies, we will risk our lives, let the master of the Moge Pavilion and the master of the demon realm play on their own, and if no one dies, the problem is not a big deal."

Yuan Qingshan said lightly, but there was always a hint of envy hidden in the depths of his eyes.

This kind of opportunity to let go of his hands and feet and beat up the opponent violently is too rare.

If there was such a possibility during the last war, he would have rushed forward and fought the eight-tailed fox, and he would definitely be famous in history.

But the question is, if I fight the eight-tailed fox one-on-one, can I crush it unilaterally...

Obviously not.

Yuan Qingshan couldn't help but let out a long sigh, shook his head slightly, and fell into silence again.

"Ah..."

The only thing that could be heard was Qi Changshan's sneer from beside him.

"Are you laughing at me?"

"Ah."

"You admit it so openly?"

"I don't like lying."

"??? Have you told too few lies?"

"Oh, I just wanted to mock you."

"damn thing!!!"

"Ha ha..."

"Try laughing again! Don't force me to beat you in this town!"

"You can't beat me."

"I am the former Pavilion Master of the Mo Pavilion, you must maintain respect for me!"

"Me too..."

"I'm the principal of Lingnian now, do you want to be expelled?"

"sorry."

Qijue in the distance is talking, and Bajue here is also chatting, but the content of the chat between them does not sound so friendly, at least not united and friendly.