Once upon a time there was a demon pass

From the perspective of normal thinking, this incident obviously has nothing to do with Yingjian Mountain.

In particular, Yingjian Mountain has just joined hands with the Flood Dragon Clan, and it is still in the honeymoon period of cooperation, so how could it be possible to do such insane things, the gains outweigh the losses.

If nothing else happened, Yingjian Mountain also wanted to borrow flowers to present Buddhas, so as to stabilize the cooperation with the Jiaolong Clan through the Shenxu Market.

But now it's just an accident to be self-defeating.

The core element that really caused the problem should be the human race that can emit evil spirits.

It's just that the current camouflage method is a bit inferior, just sticking the hair on the body.

"The strength is still good, and it should be the true pride of the human race."

"Otherwise, I won't be able to beat Xiaojiao..."

The old white ape murmured softly, thinking about the young Tianjiao who had awakened the human race four times in his mind.

"Mo Academy..."

"Artest is not enough. He is good at sneak attacks, has strong stealth, and behaves strangely..."

"Is it the rest of my life?"

"His fourth skill?"

The old white ape was thoughtful, stopped tapping his fingers, and muttered silently.

Complicated, messy, and illogical lines continued to be smoothed out in its mind, forming a complete story line.

Including the starting point of Yingjian Mountain, Long Mang's silence, and the rest of his life...

These people who had no intersection got together because of some kind of coincidence, and a very tortuous and complicated story happened.

Then...

Instead, the White Ape Clan became the biggest blamers.

"So, his fourth skill can only imitate breath, but cannot change body shape."

"So you want to pretend to be the most human-like white ape?"

"Then it looks like the effect of this fourth technique..."

"generally."

The old white ape smiled and shook his head, temporarily erasing Yu Sheng from his mind.

In the final analysis, he is just a human genius with four senses. A genius who has not yet grown up is just that, and he is not worthy of being his opponent.

Even if this genius rises up and soars into the sky, there will naturally be monster bosses against him, and he will not become a competitor of the White Ape Clan.

The focus of its work, for a long time in the future, may be placed among the three forces of Yingjian Mountain, Flood Dragon Clan, and Ten Thousand Monster Forest.

If it works better...

Temporarily put away the many thoughts in his heart, the old white ape seriously made a plan report and handed it to Gu Diao.

After getting an affirmative reply from the Gu Diao, he begged the Gu Diao for a breath-tainted hair, and hurried to Tianqiongjian.

"Master Gu Diao, please rest assured. During this trip, I will let the Flood Dragon Clan see the true face of Yingjian Mountain, and let them know who is the most suitable partner for the Flood Dragon Clan."

Before leaving, the old white ape looked at the Gu carving and said solemnly.

Just leave so freely.

Even Gu Diao is looking forward to this change.

perhaps...

Can it work?

Yingjian Mountain, one of the Twelve Mountains in the Demon Realm, is vast in land and resources, directly under the jurisdiction of Tianqiongjian.

Wan Yao, sounds domineering.

But under the overall strength of Yingjian Mountain, it is not worth mentioning.

Even to put it harshly, it wasn't enough troops to charge Zhenyao Pass.

"White Ape..."

"Should I kill him directly..."

Gu Diao was once again caught in a tangle.

Whenever it made up its mind to kill the old white ape, various things and accidents would always occur, forcing itself to keep it.

In the long run, it always feels like a scourge.

In the end, some of the headache-ridden Gu Eagles slowly closed their eyes, no longer thinking about this issue, but imagining that one day in the future, he would become the mountain master of Yingjian Mountain, standing on the top of the mountain, absorbing the energy of the day. Moon Essence, enjoying the worship of countless monsters.

That majestic feeling really intoxicated the demon.

that power...

Regardless of race.

……

Ink Pavilion.

"A strange white ape, killed three young Jiaos and two Gu carvings?"

"Suspected to obtain a heavy treasure?"

Looking at the information in his hand, Yu Mo was a little lost in thought.

I looked through the details carefully, especially the hair loss, and finally couldn't help but shook my head with a smile: "Sure enough, I didn't miss it."

"The rest of my life... is interesting."

Passing the information to Sun Yingxiong, Yu Mo was a little emotional.

Sun Yingxiong looked at the dense information, and his eyes were still a little dazed: "You said that this white ape...is Yu Sheng?"

"if not?"

"How can the White Ape Clan have such evildoers, dare to wave a stick at the blood of the divine beast, this is not in line with the old White Ape's usual style."

"And the style of acting has a very strong Yusheng style."

Yu Mo said softly.

Yu Sheng's style, this name is a term that Yu Mo came up with after observing and analyzing Yu Sheng's data recently.

Some things seem absurd, even illogical, and unconstrained.

But if you analyze carefully, you can always find a reasonable explanation.

Occasionally, though, this explanation is more of a headache.

but...

No matter how funny or unbearable the result is, as the person involved, Yu Sheng's perspective must be serious and serious.

In other words, he rarely jokes.

It's like in a group arena, whether it's saying quotations or stand-up comedy...

All are serious.

Through careful analysis of the materials, it can be seen that Yu Sheng is going through a learning process, and is constantly improving himself in the process.

And this kind of behavior is also called by Yu Mo...

Yusheng style.

Telling jokes with a serious face, fighting with a serious face, and even...killing with a serious face.

"It seems that this time, the White Ape Clan will be in trouble."

Putting down the information, Sun Yingxiong suddenly sighed and said, a little gloating.

But what responded to him was Yu Mo's complicated eyes.

"Mr. Sun, as I told you before, you must think more about sitting in this seat."

"Wisdom is important."

"Now I can help you think more, but... how long can I live?"

"The future of this human race still depends on you."

Yu Mo shook his head slightly with a rare sense of helplessness in his tone.

Sun Yingxiong froze in place, and smiled a little forcedly: "I...what I said...isn't it right?"

Yu Mo shook his head lightly.

Still in a gentle tone, he patiently explained to Sun Yingxiong: "Old Sun, look..."

"To analyze things, the first thing to do is to fully understand your opponent."

"For example, the opponent this time is the old white ape."

"It has high intelligence, is cautious, and has ambitions hidden in its bones."

"Analysis based on these personalities will make many things easier."

Yu Mo sketched the outline of a white ape with a few strokes on the paper, and wrote down the character traits of the old white ape on the side.