Once upon a time there was a demon pass

The closure of Jiangcheng is finally over.

A large group of remnants of the cult were uncovered.

An old lame man limped out of the city gate and disappeared into the wilderness.

Looking at the city with only outlines left in the distance, the cripple slowly stood up straight: "Jiangcheng..."

"I, Zongren, will come back."

"Qiu Xiaoxiao..."

At the mention of this name, Zong Ren's eyes flashed sharply.

Just in the morning, Qiu Xiaoxiao had launched a wanted arrest for him in the Pantheon Sect.

The reason is that the task assigned by the divine religion has not been completed.

Disrespectful to God.

"Perhaps joining the Soul Hunters organization is also a good choice."

"It's just that this organization is not simple."

"I always feel that the defeat of the Divine Cult this time was caused by this organization."

Whispering, he changed his makeup again, stopped a bus leading to other cities, found a corner by the window and sat down, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

In his mind, he was still thinking about what exactly existed in the Mo Academy that made the Pantheon Sect covet.

And what identity does the Soul Hunter organization play in this operation.

Whether it is lack of strength, or intentional.

hunting...

Suddenly, Zong Ren opened his eyes.

Is it an awakening thing?

The inner court.

The girl who once showed up at the door.

A smile was slowly drawn on the corner of the mouth, and the girl's face was constantly recalled in his mind, and he kept it in his heart.

Maybe... I haven't completely failed myself.

There is no need to go to the Soul Hunter Organization for now.

As long as he masters this important chess piece, he may not be able to make a comeback, and even directly overthrow the so-called goddess.

"Driver, please stop, I want to get off."

Suddenly speaking.

Zongren got up, got off the bus, and walked towards Jiangcheng again.

……

Zhao Qingyi seemed to mature a lot overnight, she didn't drive that car.

She kept the car keys in a small box.

At this time, her face, which was originally cold, seemed to be a little stranger.

It's just that the frequency of doing tasks is more.

Many of the senior members of the cult that were recently uncovered in Jiangcheng were written by her, and they are well-known.

Even because of this, he was on the must-kill list inside the cult.

Zhao Zicheng's ranking is even higher than Yu Sheng's.

"Have you made up your mind?"

The office of the master of the dark pavilion.

The elderly pavilion master looked at Zhao Qingyi opposite him, feeling a little helpless, and asked.

Zhao Qingyi nodded slightly, but did not speak.

With a sigh, the pavilion master said slowly: "Although the Yaoyu is rich in materials, you can get a lot of resources there, and you can practice quickly, but it's too dangerous."

"With your talent, even if you don't take risks in the Demon Realm, you can still stand at a relatively high position in the future."

"So, I hope you will reconsider."

The demon domain has always been synonymous with danger.

But again, opportunities and risks coexist.

There are always some people with poor talent, or those who have been stuck in the bottleneck for a long time and cannot break through, will choose to enter the demon realm to fight for a future.

If you are lucky, find a few treasure lands, or kill some monsters, collect some monster cores, monster crystals, and use these resources when you come back, maybe you can try to go further.

Therefore, every year, there will always be a large number of people who will go deep into the demon realm with the heart of death.

Most of these people have completely lost their lives after entering the demon realm.

But in the same way, every year, some people will come out of it and become the real strong of the human race.

"I'm going."

Zhao Qingyi was a little stubborn, shook his head slightly, and said.

Another sigh.

The owner of the Dark Pavilion waved helplessly, took out a document, signed his name on it, and handed it over.

"Thank you."

After taking the document and bowing slightly, Zhao Qingyi turned and left.

Standing at the gate of Jiangcheng.

Zhao Qingyi was a little lost in thought.

I suddenly realized that I had just arrived in this city...only a month ago. I still remember being surrounded by reporters and interviewed when I first entered the city.

Pavilion Master Lin stood in the distance, with a smile on his lips, watching the excitement.

now...

Looking at the corner of the wall in the distance, Zhao Qingyi felt a little lonely.

Things are... people are not.

"It's really bad luck, I can see you, old lady, no matter where you go!"

A resentful voice sounded.

Zhao Qingyi turned around in a daze.

An Xin was standing behind her, also holding a document in her hand, muttering.

"Short..."

Zhao Qingyi's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly.

"Who are you scolding?"

An Xin was like a young tiger who was furious in an instant, she rushed up after grinding her teeth, and then saw the document in Zhao Qingyi's hand, was taken aback for a moment, then looked down at her own...

"Are you going to the Demon Realm too?"

"Are you going to the Demon Realm too?"

"unlucky!"

"unlucky!"

The two of them almost had a tacit understanding and spoke in tacit agreement.

"Hmph, if it wasn't for poverty, how could I go to the Demon Realm!"

"Forget it, Zhao, please beg me, I will cover you in the demon realm!"

An Xin raised her chin a little arrogantly, glanced at the direction where Zhao Qingyi was, and said.

Zhao Qingyi glanced at An Xin silently, then turned and left.

so easy.

"Hey, why are you begging me, I'm very kind!"

"As soon as you ask me, I will protect you."

"After all, you are a good friend of mankind!"

"You talk to me, it's boring along the way."

Seen from afar, An Xin is like a child, surrounded by Zhao Qingyi, chattering non-stop.

Although Zhao Qingyi, who was walking in front, still had a cold face, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

……

"Boss Yu, I think you need to go there a few days in advance to be prepared!"

Sun Wen said with a serious expression and stared at Yu Sheng seriously.

The head fixed on the plaster made an effort to nod slightly, as if to confirm the authenticity of his words.

"There are still four days, no rush."

"It's time to bask in the sun."

Yu Sheng shook his head, and pushed the hospital bed into the sunlight again.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that Sun Wen has become darker in the past few days.

Of course, only the face is black.

Other places are wrapped in plaster, out of the sun.

"I heard that Mu Yu's tombstone was confiscated by you?"

Sun Wen fell on the bed as if resigned to his fate, trying to use other people's pain to ease his grief.

"I checked on the Internet, this thing is unlucky."

"It's better to take it far away when you are sick."

"Always looking at it also affects your mood."

"Rest, I'll come and bring you food tonight."

Responding to a few words, Yu Sheng turned and left.

In the room, only Sun Wen sighed in pain. These tortured days...let's end soon.