Once upon a time there was a demon pass

It's not that I dare not fight.

The main reason is to listen to these two people talking more and more seriously, it doesn't seem like a joke.

They actually want to start.

Not intimidated.

It's not worth the candle.

"cut!"

"Lord of the mountain? I thought he was so dick!"

Zhong Yushu sneered, put away the spear, turned around and looked at the old man, especially when his eyes fell on the black hair, he was amazed.

"Not bad, free hair dye."

"Hey, is it still hot?"

"There is a volume."

"You old guy also caught up with the fashion?"

As he spoke, Zhong Yushu stretched out his wrinkled hand to touch it.

"Do not touch me!"

"Dirty or not, you!"

The old man gave Zhong Yushu a supercilious look, and lowered his head as he was looking for something, until he saw Yu Sheng's figure, and he was relieved: "This doll is still alive."

"I thought I was killed by Gu Diao, my body is really strong!"

"Haha, let me tell you."

"At the foot of this mountain, your life is guaranteed!"

The old man was a little proud for a while.

A Qijue, who protected a young man in the hands of the demon lord, was enough to go out and brag about it.

Not only did he not die, but the child did not die either!

Great achievements!

It's just that this young man doesn't seem to be in a particularly good state at the moment.

Zhong Yushu also discovered Yu Sheng.

The two landed.

"Son, are you okay?"

The old man regained his composure and looked at Yu Sheng with a gentle and kind voice.

It's just that it looks a bit nondescript with the freshly permed hair.

Especially when the curse words just now still ring in my ears.

Yu Sheng wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, opened his schoolbag, looked at the intact hard drive inside, and shook his head lightly: "It's okay."

"Rest on this mountain for a few days, and I will guarantee your recovery."

"Strong as an ox."

The old man coughed twice and spoke again.

Yu Sheng looked at the old man's face, thoughtful: "Are you a reserve soldier?"

"Yeah, how do you know?"

"Could it be that the old man's wisdom is still widely rumored in the reserve?" 33 Novels

"They also said that the old man entered the demon realm alone and caused Zeshan to be in trouble?"

"Hiss, could it be that the old man even said that he was a reserve commander?"

"Then they said that the old man is extremely talented, the nine-patterned golden egg, and the awakened thing is extraordinary?"

"What a bunch of talkative guys!"

The old man shook his head, clenched his fist with his right hand, and lightly smacked his palm.

A look of hatred.

Yu Sheng looked at the old man in silence, and even Zhong Yushu was speechless for a while.

The old man still shook his head regretfully.

"Unfortunately, if this old man hadn't pursued perfection too much, didn't have a beast core, and hadn't been promoted to Bajue, I should be the one who carries the tripod for three generations now..."

Looking at Zhong Yushu's gradually cold eyes, the old man resolutely shut up.

Restoration of indifferent color.

A robe.

Fluttering like a fairy.

Leaning on a boulder, Yu Sheng reluctantly staggered up.

The body shakes a little.

"You need rest."

Zhong Yushu looked at Yu Sheng and spoke in thought.

Yu Sheng shook his head slightly: "Where is Artest?"

"Ink City."

Zhong Yushu said.

Yu Sheng nodded and walked into the distance.

"It's too late."

"And your car broke down."

Zhong Yushu looked at Yu Sheng's back and said calmly.

"Always have to try."

For the rest of his life, he never stopped walking, leaning on the trees and walking farther and farther.

Zhong Yushu looked at Yu Sheng's back, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "This kid is really good..."

"There is a car at the foot of the mountain, and the key is in the car."

"With my pass to Zhenyaoguan, I'm not afraid of speeding."

After finishing speaking, Zhong Yushu stretched out his hand meanly again, stroked the old man's black hair, and left with a grin.

Zhenyaoguan, he dared not leave for too long.

The old man stared viciously at Zhong Yushu's leaving figure, cursing and swearing, as if thinking of something, he shouted in the direction of Yu Sheng: "Boy, next time you go to the Demon Realm, you will still go from this old man!"

"It's still the same sentence, at the foot of this mountain, I will protect you from worry!"

I feel that this pretense of myself is not bad, and there is still a trace of aftertaste in the old man's eyes.

Qi and blood surged.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face gradually turned pale.

He looked around furtively, and after making sure no one had noticed, he walked back to the top of the mountain with a straight face.

Sit cross-legged.

Listen to the wind, listen to the clear spring, listen to nature!

Free and leisurely.

Like a hidden master.

Just looking at it at a glance makes me feel unfathomable.

The only regret is that the hair perm is not perfect, and the black is a little unnatural.

……

Mexico City.

Time keeps passing.

The whole debate has gone from morning to dusk.

There were several breaks in between.

The latest poll results.

Artest should kill: 4 votes.

Artest should not kill: 4 votes.

Abstentions: 1032 million votes.

The scene has reached a stalemate.

On the square, more than 300 stone pillars were erected to surround the stone platform.

A siege posture.

As if Artest was about to be swallowed.

Yu Mo was sitting in a wheelchair, looking like he was watching the fun with nothing to do with him, with a peaceful smile on his lips.

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

He looked at the more than 300 stone pillars and asked softly.

"It's still the same sentence, the demon deserves to die!"

"It's definitely not a good thing!"

"that is!"

"I now seriously suspect that other students of Mo Academy have also turned into demons. I suggest Mo Ge to investigate!"

From the initial trembling, these people found that nothing happened after they said it, but after being exposed, they have become more and more confident!

To say the least.

Even on the stone pillar stood the middle-aged man who had searched for Artest's whereabouts in Jiangcheng.

and several others.

Constantly attracting public opinion.

Yu Mo nodded lightly: "I mean, is there any new point of debate?"

The few people who spoke were startled.

"The truth is already so clear, what new point of debate is needed!"

"To me, you are defending them!"

The man glared at Yu Mo.

"Presumptuous, descendants of the Yu family, you can also comment on it!"

Under the stage, a middle-aged man who had followed from Lincheng frowned, looked at the young man with a cold expression, and scolded.

"I'm here because I want a result, a result that will convince us, whether it's killing or letting go, there must always be an explanation!"

"But I've been watching you for a long time, and I've been talking about him from left to right, so there's no reason to stand still."

"It even brought the topic to other people in the Mo Academy and the descendants of the Yu family several times. Could it be... you are a monster?"

As the voice fell, the middle-aged man exuded a murderous look.

The sharp breath locked the youth.

Awakening emerges.

The four crystals flickered.

The young man's face was a little pale, he had never seen him with such fierce eyes, his legs trembled a little, and he fell down on the stone platform.

"You... what are you doing?"

"Killing is... illegal!"

Swallowing, even the voice of speaking became a little trembling.