Once upon a time there was a demon pass

What Xin Yongfeng said was extremely sincere.

Yu Sanshui patted him on the shoulder: "Why are you so tired, you said you are a reserve soldier, why don't you come here to pretend to be a bird!"

"And it's not very pretty, it's ugly."

Xin Yongfeng glanced at Yu Sanshui quietly: "But only this kind of bird is responsible for patrolling, and can fly out of Tianqiongjian at will every day..."

"Tsk tsk."

"The people in the reserve service have been undercover for so long and haven't been discovered yet."

"What a miracle."

Yu Sanshui once again expressed his amazement, and then looked forward again.

At this time, the word Pojun has been written.

Although it was filled in by everyone with blood bit by bit, and the words are not pretty, but for some reason, it seems to contain a certain temperament of Po Jun.

Just reading the text is full of murderous intent!

But the characters are so ugly.

"I..."

"I've bitten my fingers, haven't... haven't written..."

A soldier who broke the army held up his finger, wanting to cry without tears!

According to the previous queue, he was the next one, but seeing that there was not much room left, the last brother squeezed out again, causing him behind him to just stare blankly, with blood still flowing Fingers keep coming out.

"..."

"How many brothers have not written?"

A general asked sneakily.

Nearly a third of the people silently raised their hands.

"so!"

"Pojun finished writing, can you write some more small characters."

"For example...fuck you..."

"Stupid monster..."

"Anyway, there is still a lot of space. In terms of utilization, we will try our best to ensure everyone's participation."

The general had a sinister smile on his face.

The eyes of the remaining soldiers who broke the army all lit up at this moment, and they lined up again, waiting for their own glorious moment.

Xin Yongfeng's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"I take back what I said above."

"Pojun... is more shameless than I imagined!"

"Which shameless bastard can cultivate such a team!"

He couldn't help but complain.

Yu Sanshui glanced at him sympathetically, and said quietly: "Human Race, the new Mo Pavilion Master."

Xin Yongfeng's body trembled and his body was cold.

"Um..."

"It's still my son."

Yu Sanshui thought for a while and added another sentence.

Xin Yongfeng didn't even shake this time, but turned his head stiffly, looked at Yu Sanshui, and showed a very ugly smile: "Can I take back what I just said?"

"you guess?"

Yu Sanshui said with a smile, putting his hands on his shoulders with a slight force.

Xin Yongfeng instantly felt...

It seems that his bones are broken.

"The Mo Pavilion...why...the Pavilion Master has changed again?"

"This time... which hometown... which brother."

"Senior, no, uncle, I didn't expect you to be quite old and look so young."

Xin Yongfeng tried to change the topic, but when he changed the topic, he made several slips of the tongue.

"Yu Sheng, do you know each other?"

Yu Sanshui looked at him with a meaningful smile.

"what?"

"That's my brother!"

"Damn, he is the master of the Mo Pavilion?"

"Uncle, let me tell you, our friendship is based on trust, and we are also the closest partners!"

"I even saved his life several times!"

"Speaking of which, that's really..."

Hearing the word Yu Sheng, Xin Yongfeng's eyes lit up instantly, and he said excitedly.

This time it was Yu Sanshui's turn to be confused: "Huh? Your relationship is so... so good?"

"Of course!"

Xin Yongfeng raised his chin arrogantly!

"Cough...cough cough..."

Yu Sanshui took his hand off Xin Yongfeng's shoulder without a trace, and swept the dust off his shoulder for him: "This...isn't it a coincidence..."

"Well, the next time you see Yu Sheng, please...be sure to give me a side compliment."

"You know...you know..."

For some reason, Yu Sanshui changed his face in just a few seconds, and looked at Xin Yongfeng with a little more flattery.

"what?"

"Uncle, aren't you his father?"

Xin Yongfeng was stunned.

"What's your name, uncle!"

"Just call me Brother Yu!"

"Do you smoke?"

Yu Sanguo said decisively, then took out a cigarette and handed it to Xin Yongfeng, and lit it himself: "There is a little conflict between father and son, isn't it normal, since you are Yu Sheng's brother, and you have such an old appearance, Call me Brother Yu, I won’t make any mistakes!”

"Let's talk about each other."

"that is..."

"Um..."

"Yu Sheng over there..."

"No problem!" Xin Yongfeng patted his chest fiercely, showing the signature moves of the reserve: "As far as the relationship between me and Yu Sheng is concerned, besides, there are still conflicts between father and son that cannot be resolved?"

"You can't even think about killing him!"

"Or hang him to death?"

"After all, they are connected by blood, you are his real father!"

Xin Yongfeng looked like someone who came here, his eyes were vicissitudes, melancholy, and he took a deep breath of cigarette.

And Yu Sanshui stood aside, his expression became more and more unnatural.