Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"Um..."

"There is nothing that requires a Jiujue to take action. The current situation of the human race is that there is already a Jiujue standing on the bright side to warn Yaoyu."

"The difference between one Jiujue and two Jiujue is not too big."

Yu Mo smiled and shook his head slightly.

Yu Sanshui seemed to be remembering something, and nodded slightly after a while: "You are talking about that girl, which is not bad, but she has a too strong temper. To be honest, this kind of extreme character can survive and Jiujue , even I was surprised."

"Among those people back then, I was the least optimistic about her, but she was the only one who entered Jiujue."

His voice was a bit somber, and he said in the tone of an elder.

Yu Mo glanced at Yu Sanshui without any trace, and then slowly looked away.

"how?"

"Want to judge my age?"

"Let me tell you this, when Yu Yongyan was not yet Jiujue, I taught him a set of sword skills."

"He called me teacher at the time. According to this seniority, if you call me godfather, you will make a lot of money, you know!"

Yu Sanshui showed a playful smile again, and said quite meaningfully.

Yu Mo's expression remained unchanged: "If what you said is true, then I would like to express my respect to you, and on behalf of the Yu clan, I would like to thank you."

"But if what you said is false, it's not friendly to make fun of the sages of the Yu family."

Yu Sanshui looked at Yu Mo curiously, as if meeting him for the first time: "You actually care about the dignity of the Yu clan?"

"Well, don't really care."

"I just think it's a little bit more forceful to say it, and it makes me sound like a nice guy."

"But it didn't scare you!"

Yu Mo, who was still frowning a second ago, suddenly laughed, looking as cheap as Yu Sanshui, the two looked at each other, smiled, and decisively skipped the topic.

"I want to guess my age through some details, guess my era, identity..."

"You can't do it."

"I can easily make up some stories, and you don't know whether these stories are true or not."

"For example, I can completely say that the little girl exposed on the stage is my master, um...a good teacher and helpful friend!"

"I can also say that I'm in my early 40s."

"Guessing this is a completely meaningless thing in itself. If you waste your energy on this kind of place, then I will only think that you are wasting my time."

"And my time is precious."

"You know what I mean?"

Yu Sanshui shrugged, touched his pocket, found a cigar, and put it in his mouth without lighting it.

"I like the feel of a cigar but not the smell of it."

"Or, I like elegance..."

Seeing Yu Mo's eyes on his hands, Yu Sanshui explained kindly.

Regarding Yu Sanshui's interrupting ability, Yu Mo was silent for a while.

this person...

He can always chat about very serious topics, and the conversation goes to nowhere, but you still feel very natural, and even feel that he has been talking to you about serious content.

"so..."

"You back then, why didn't you kill Yu Sheng?"

While Yu Sanshui was enjoying the elegance brought by the cigar, Yu Mo, who had been arguing with him all the time, suddenly went straight to the point, without any nonsense, and asked straightforwardly.

Yu Sanshui's hand holding the cigar trembled slightly, but he returned to his natural state in an instant.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

He responded casually.

But Yu Mo seriously shook his head: "You are very clear about my question, aren't you?"

"Actually, I've never been curious about your origin, your background, or even your plans. What does this have to do with me?"

"Jiujue's matter will naturally be handled by Jiujue."

"Your opponent is not me."

"I'm only curious about one thing, that is why you...didn't kill Yu Sheng back then."

"mercy?"

"pity?"

"Or is it the reluctance in the brilliance of human nature?"

"Or...entangled, afraid?"

"Of course, you can also refuse to answer. After all, this matter itself is not important, it's just my personal curiosity."

Yu Mo's voice was very soft, and his emotions didn't fluctuate too much.

But Yu Sanshui unconsciously discarded the cigar in his hand on the table without any hesitation, as if throwing a piece of trash.

"Suddenly I don't like this kind of stuff very much."

"It's not...not elegant at all."

He looked a little depressed, irritable, and finally vented these emotions on the cigar.

Yu Mo sat quietly by the side, not disturbing Yu Sanshui.

"should be..."

"Dislike it."

After a while, Yu Sanshui regained his composure, and suddenly said: "That little guy, when he was young... he was quite ugly."

"Anyway, in short, I'm quite disgusted, so I just threw it at the gate of Sin City."

Yu Mo was surprised: "Is it just a simple dislike?"

"Yes!"

"So, I suggest you stop asking any more questions."

"Don't try to analyze my character and threat to the human race through this matter."

"Otherwise... I'll really be angry."

"Some people are old and like to recall the past, but some people resist the past!"

Yu Sanshui waved his hand, obviously not in a particularly happy mood.