Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"Can you go out and say..."

At this time, Artest's voice was a little low, and his head was slightly lowered.

Yu Sheng looked at Artest and said softly, "Actually, it goes without saying."

"In Sin City, everyone has their own secrets."

"Many secrets are not necessary to be revealed, this belongs to one's own privacy."

"When you don't have any secrets that outsiders don't know about you, it means that you have truly put your life in the hands of others."

"Life and death... all depends on the mood of others."

Yu Sheng looked serious, and said slowly, looking into Artest's eyes: "So, everything is from the heart."

"As long as there is no problem with your heart, that's enough."

Artest stood under the moonlight silently.

Breathing is a little heavy.

After a while, he said in a hoarse voice, "Boss Yu, are you willing to believe me?"

"My parents died early, you are like my family."

"Anyway... I will never hurt you guys."

Yu Sheng looked at Artest and smiled under the moonlight: "I used to say to everyone or something... I don't believe it."

"But now, I am willing to believe you."

"Because you're my...friend."

Yu Sheng's voice was very soft, and there was no emotion in his tone.

As usual, it seems that it is always just stating a certain fact.

Artest took a deep breath, his eyes were a little rosy, he looked at Yu Sheng's position and nodded vigorously.

friend...

This thing is not just for Yu Sheng, for him...

Perhaps equally scarce.

"Go to sleep."

Yu Sheng got up, as if he was talking inadvertently, as if he was sitting here before, really just to watch the moonlight.

Artest scratched his head shyly, a little embarrassed.

"I'm a bit of a pussy today."

"But don't worry for the rest of your life, as long as I live, no one will hurt you, not even a hair will be lost!"

The tone is firm and serious.

No jokes meant.

Yu Sheng paused, turned around and looked at Artest, pondered for two seconds: "What if... Sun Wen's hair loss..."

The air was silent.

In Zhao Zicheng, Sun Wen, and Lin Xiaoxiao's bedroom, there was a faint sound.

The originally good scene of passion and friendship suddenly disappeared.

"It's getting late, go to bed."

Go back to your room and close the door.

Only Artest was still standing and clenching his fists.

"Hey, I have friends too!"

In the living room, only Artest's whispering voice kept echoing.

It's just his whisper, but to everyone, it's like thunder.

Sun Wen leaned against the doorway and shook his head with a smile, with a trace of relief in his eyes, he returned to the bed.

"As expected of the Scarlet Shuangsha, what you said is really good!"

Zhao Zicheng was a little excited.

Lin Xiaoxiao lay on the bed, hugged Dabai, giggled, and buried her head in Dabai's hair.

Mu Yu, who was lying on the bed, had a smile on his lips, closed his eyes, and slowly fell asleep.

On this quiet night, the silent room was filled with something called warmth.

……

The next morning!

Xu Yuanqing appeared in the living room in high spirits.

It was rare and generous to buy breakfast and put it on the dining table, looking like a nouveau riche.

In fact, in various manifestations, the awakened ones do look poor, and even in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, they are not as free and easy as ordinary people.

But actually...

The most common demon crystal is worth ten thousand yuan.

A better quality weapon would cost dozens, millions.

They make money much faster than ordinary people, but they spend the same amount of money.

Everything is for cultivation.

If one day, they give up the idea of ​​cultivation, make money with peace of mind, go out and sell their strength, earn two jobs, and support them, it will be easy.

Be a rich man like a wild crane.

It's just...they don't want to.

So these people can actually be understood as...rich poor people.

What's more, I am very rich, wearing gold and silver, and then I turn around and see the people I protect are miserable, so the so-called protection has become empty talk.

This is also the direction that Mo Ge has been striving for.

The rear is stable.

No worries on the front line.

Even if he really died fighting for the human race, Mo Ge would never save on the pension.

Including martyr family privileges.

Junior students are given priority in admission, a series of treatment, all-round follow-up.

"Have a meal!"

"After eating, get ready to work!"

Xu Yuanqing looked at everyone with a smile, or looked at Sun Wen and said.

"Come on, Mr. Sun eat this."

"It's minced meat."

Precisely picked out two buns from the crowd, and handed them to Sun Wen.

Several people looked at each other.

"Mr. Xu, you mean... other buns..."

"All vegetarian?"

Zhao Zicheng said quietly, looking at Xu Yuanqing full of resentment.

Xu Yuanqing nodded his head as a matter of course, even a little dazed: "Otherwise, meat buns are so expensive."

The crowd was silent.

He just picked up the steamed buns on the table and ate them.

Especially Artest.

The exaggerated body shape and the small size of the steamed stuffed bun, even if it is said to be one mouthful, is an exaggeration for the size of the steamed stuffed bun.

Throw it in your mouth like a jelly bean.

"Artest, you should lose weight."

"Leave me two."

Zhao Zicheng was in a hurry. Xu Yuanqing, a stingy guy, didn't buy much.

Let Artest eat like this again, and it will be gone.

Even though they just had breakfast, they were as hot as a fight.

Sun Wen held his two meat buns vigilantly, guarding against everyone like a thief, got into a corner, and enjoyed eating.

For a moment, everyone's faces turned darker.

"Sun Wen has just absorbed the blood of the divine beast, and he is not quite used to his body yet..."

Yu Sheng thought about it.

Zhao Zicheng nodded vigorously, with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth: "Practice with him later!"

Mu Yu got up silently, went back to the bedroom and pulled out his own tombstone.

Lin Xiaoxiao patted Dabai's head. m.biqmgè

Artest touched his head, looked at the crowd, and grinned innocently: "Me too."

Sun Wen's body froze suddenly.

Looking at everyone in embarrassment, with a forced smile, he stuffed the last mouthful of buns into his mouth, and gave himself a stubborn insistence.

Then...

'boom'

'boom'

'Fuck'

Xu Yuanqing looked at this scene with a bit of embarrassment, and a trace of cunning flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"The promised 50 is only 49."

"Greed me for 200 yuan."

"Ugh..."

"It's nice to be young."

He got up lightly, as if all this had nothing to do with him, staying out of the matter.

Just bypassing the battlefield, sitting on the sofa, and fell asleep peacefully.