Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"Speaking of a lot of pride, isn't it still a human setting?"

"That's right, it's nice to say, Artest is really exiled, I don't believe he can go with him?"

"Cut, let him brag, do you know who it is? Sun Yingxiong's grandson, taking advantage of his status as the leader of Moge, has opened countless companies. He is so rich that he is like a bird of a feather. He is just trying to win people's hearts. One day I will lead the Mo Pavilion and prepare for it!"

"That is, the world is as black as crows, and these rich people don't have a single good thing."

"Look at that Artest, it's obviously a monster, hiding behind and pretending to be wronged, if the old man didn't talk today, I'll save face, or I'll kill him directly!"

"I went to Mocheng, and if I don't give us an explanation for this matter, it's not over!"

In words, yin and yang are strange.

Looking at Sun Wen's figure, his eyes were full of sarcasm.

People gather in kind, and things are divided into groups.

This world is like this.

What most people want is nothing more than a result, for the ideals they have adhered to since they were young, and for the souls of heroes who died for their parents.

I want to ask, why?

If, the statement given is right for their own hearts, right for the blood of the sages, they will leave.

If it's just a cover-up, then... no!

Artest must die.

It's that simple.

But there are also a small number of people whose eyes are so red that they are bleeding.

Mo Academy, Tianjiao...

People who are usually high above and completely out of touch will be able to be judged by them one day!

Even, there is no need for people from the Demon Realm to confuse or experiment, they can easily demonize themselves, and even demonize... more perfect than Artest.

They are waiting.

Looking forward to arriving in Mexico City, they stood in front of countless media and ordinary people, angrily denouncing Artest's evil deeds.

And this image of greatness and integrity will spread throughout the country.

Be their feat!

Just thinking about it makes their blood boil.

Just like that, a long dragon made up of crowds followed Sun Wen and the others on foot...

Go to Mexico City.

……

Mexico City.

"This matter, what should be known, is almost known."

"It's time to come, almost all of them have come."

"It's just that what I didn't expect the most was that Aunt Xu even showed up."

"It's still the same old-fashioned style."

Sun Yingxiong sat by the window, still holding the mobile phone in his hand, looking out, a little bit embarrassed.

A young man who appeared to be in his twenties sat in a wheelchair.

A blanket over the knees.

Sitting next to Sun Yingxiong, smiling.

"Really?"

Seeing that the young man didn't speak, Sun Yingxiong couldn't sit still for the first time. Instead of pretending to be an expert with a sullen face, he looked at the young man and asked.

The young man nodded slightly: "Otherwise?"

Sun Yingxiong looked complicated, and sighed: "I always feel that this is a bit ruthless."

"Senior, times have changed."

"A generation of sages opened up wasteland, relying on will."

"The second generation of sages defended the city, relying on faith."

"The development of the three generations of predecessors relies on inheritance."

"What about the fourth generation..."

"So what about the five generations..."

"I'm not denying them, it's just that in the four or five generations, what they have experienced since childhood is peace."

"Maybe later, they also boarded Zhenyao Pass and saw the situation clearly."

"But after all, there is still a sense of urgency in my heart."

"Look..."

The young man said in a young voice, although he was only in his twenties, his eyes revealed the light of maturity and wisdom.

Push the wheelchair and come to the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Look at the crowd below.

"Look how idle they are."

"I even have the time and the mood to participate in things that have nothing to do with life and death."

"even..."

"To intrigue, to pursue interests."

The young man's voice became softer and softer, fiddling with the phone in his hand, watching one of them showing off, showing a sense of presence, and making harsh comments, a little lost in thought.

"Times are changing and so are policies ...."

"Otherwise, we can only watch more and more moths in the crowd, and finally corrode the newly stable building and collapse."

"Moge is righteous."

"This villain, I, a cripple, is just right to do it."

"After all... I am a descendant of Yu Yongyan."

"I can always let my temper go and be a dude for a few days."

The young man suddenly laughed.

Squinting his eyes slightly, he looked at the crowd outside the window.

It's just that the smile is a little cold.

Sun Yingxiong sighed softly, and finally fell silent.

……

Wan Yao Forest.

Yu Sheng had a gauze wrapped around his arm.

There is also a layer of green juice smeared on it to isolate the smell of blood.

Even his face turned pale, and finally he rushed into the Ten Thousand Demon Forest under the cover of night.

Compared to that wasteland.

On the contrary, the outer area of ​​Wan Yao Forest was very quiet.

There are very few monsters.

Constantly shuttle, move forward.

Looking at a place similar to a village not far away, Yu Sheng's pace gradually slowed down.

The ears moved slightly.

Suddenly stopped.

On a tree about 200 meters away, a white ape was hanging from the tree, its tail was hooked to a branch, and its body was shaking slightly.

With eyes closed, he has fallen asleep.

Yu Sheng took a few steps back, avoiding the position of the white ape, and continued to grope towards the village.

At the entrance of the village, there were also two white apes standing there, watching their surroundings vigilantly.

"50 meters..."

After visually measuring the distance from the village, Yu Sheng frowned slightly.

In the village, a white ape walked by with a spear from time to time.

It looks like a human patrols.

Quite methodical.

Yu Sheng just stood behind the tree, observing, motionless, even his breathing became very weak.

Waiting quietly.

Until a white ape in charge of patrol just passed by.

Behind Yu Sheng, the phantom of the dragon-patterned stick disappeared in a flash and submerged into his body.

In the next second, Yu Sheng's figure disappeared and appeared in the middle of the village, close to a shadow on the wall, and held his breath the moment he appeared.

About ten seconds later.

Another white ape walked by.

Yu Sheng was only ten meters away.

The moment the white ape left, Yu Sheng walked through the shadows and leaned against a wooden house, which happened to be another blind spot.

Completely hide yourself in the darkness.

Just like this, he moved step by step, getting closer and closer to the center of the village, without making any sound during the whole process.

In the end, Yu Sheng stood in front of the window of a wooden house with the most luxurious decoration.

A mirror appeared in his hand, and he raised it slightly.

Observe the scene in the room.

unmanned.

He teleported directly into the room, looked around for the first time, still holding a crossbow in his hand, slightly bowed his body, and slowly came to a wooden table.

open the drawer...

Inside are a few old books, and next to the books is a hard drive.

Pick up the hard drive and put it in your pocket.

Yu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Next..."

"Should be preparing to flee..."