Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"I'm not afraid of death, really."

"When I first came to Mo Academy, even though I knew about the high death rate here, I wasn't afraid at all."

"Even just thinking about it makes my blood warm up."

"The moment I set foot on the journey, I even felt..."

"Enrolling in Mo Academy, being a hero, and dying like a martyr is also a good life."

"Or, when we left Mobei City and sat in that broken car, I was ready to die."

Zhao Zicheng was in a daze, staring blankly at the beautiful sunset in the sky.

And Yu Sheng was still eating food seriously, without any response.

Of course, Zhao Zicheng didn't need to respond.

Perhaps to be precise, what he needs more at this time is a listener.

"So, on the way to combat cults, I thought, dying is easy, but dying like a hero is very difficult."

"After all, I've never seen blood before."

"Then, I killed, that middle-aged cultist."

"At that time, I was very scared, especially the hot blood splashed on my face. I kept comforting myself in my heart. This is a cult, a cult that has done a lot of evil, but my hands were still trembling."

"After that, it's time to enter Mo Academy."

"In my eyes, you are like the kind of peerless genius. Although you are silent, there is nothing you can't do."

"At that time, I was most afraid. I was afraid that you would enter Mo Academy, but I could only be eliminated in despair, like a lost dog."

"My thoughts at the time were ridiculous..."

"I thought, even if I can't stand at the same height as you, at least I can't be thrown away by you..."

Zhao Zicheng shook his head with a self-deprecating smile and let out a soft sigh.

"Actually, it's a bit long-winded to say this."

"Or maybe I want to find a psychological comfort for myself, tell myself that I have traveled so many roads, and I don't need to be afraid anymore."

"But...those seniors and sisters who were familiar with in the past, including those soldiers, just fell in front of me."

"All of this came too fast."

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid that more and more people will die, and even...you are among these people."

"Just like when I just boarded the customs, I saw you lying on the ground with serious injuries..."

"War...life..."

Zhao Zicheng's smile was full of bitterness.

But in just one year, Zhao Zicheng, who used to like to draw big cakes and blueprints for people, including his face always full of sunshine and innocent smirk, has become so vicissitudes and mature.

Maybe he will still hide himself with his old appearance, but...but he can't go back to the past.

Is Zhao Zicheng really stupid?

Yu Sheng once asked himself this question, but in the end he still chose to travel and cooperate with Zhao Zicheng often.

He never played with fools.

Finally, Yu Sheng ate the last grain of rice in the lunch box, carefully closed the lunch box, then lowered his head slightly, and said softly: "People are afraid."

"When I killed someone for the first time, the hand holding the knife...was shaking."

"That emotion should be fear."

"One time, Shi Shi was seriously injured and stopped breathing. At that time, my hands were also shaking."

"It's also a fear."

"And when Teacher Liu died, um..."

"It should not be fear, but sadness."

"People will always die. In fact, death is not painful. When that moment comes, I don't even feel it."

"But you still have to live seriously."

"Life is not important."

"But life is also important."

Yu Sheng kept organizing that kind of comforting words in his mind, but what he said in the end was a bit nondescript and foggy.

But his expression was very serious, without any perfunctory meaning.

Zhao Zicheng looked at Yu Sheng, was startled, and finally shook his head with a smile: "Yes, live seriously."

"Many people said that I was lucky enough to hug a thigh."

"But so what, the legs I hold will be thicker than anyone else in the future."

"Blood-colored twin demons, rattle and kill!"

"Fearless!"

Zhao Zicheng waved his fist fiercely, pouring chicken soup for himself.

After all, it is unrealistic to expect the rest of my life to comfort myself. If I don't pour myself some chicken soup again, I will really be unbearable.

"no."

Yu Sheng seriously shook his head: "From the beginning to the end, I have never helped you at all."

"You have come to this day by relying on yourself."

"Although the combat experience is not very sufficient, the location of the killing is not very accurate, and there are still some details to control..."

"Um..."

Yu Sheng once again fell into contemplation, organizing words in some pain, and many versions passed through his mind in a short moment, but they were all heart-wrenching.

If you can't provide gray gas, the rest of your life... I really don't know how to do it.

After a long time, Yu Sheng's eyes lit up.

Looking at Zhao Zicheng seriously, he said word by word: "I am very happy to be able to form a blood-colored Shuangsha combination with you."

"Well, I'm really happy."

As if afraid that Zhao Zicheng would think he was lying, Yu Sheng added another sentence.

Under the setting sun, Zhao Zicheng looked at Yu Sheng's serious face and suddenly smiled.

The smile is very free and easy.

It's like the doubts and grievances I have suffered in this year, at this moment... completely disappear.

yes...

One year, four sleeps!

Everyone is paying attention to the strength of Yu Sheng, but who has seriously analyzed how amazing the talent in it is four times a year.

For the strength of this body, he has endured countless beatings.

The steel wires that walk on the edge of life, one after another.

Including every single credit and every penny he earned in Mo Academy, he earned by relying on himself, brazenly defrauding...

"I am very touched."

"But Boss Yu, if someone asks you for comfort in the future, I suggest you better..."

"I still choose to remain silent."

"Especially Miss Time."

With a faint smile on the corner of Zhao Zicheng's mouth, he slowly got up and stretched his waist under the setting sun, the previous hesitation was no longer on his face.

"Blood-colored twin demons, rattle and kill!"

He stood on the edge of the city gate, shouting vigorously to the bottom.

The voice kept echoing in the town demon pass.

A veteran looked at Zhao Zicheng's back and smiled playfully: "Who came up with such a second-year line?"

"Young people nowadays are really good at playing."

The heroic spirit on Zhao Zicheng's body was blocked instantly, he turned his head viciously, and looked at the veteran: "Are you mocking me?"

"Come on, hit me!"

"If you don't hit me today, I will look down on you."

"beat!"

"Start in one hour!"

As he spoke, Zhao Zicheng even moved his face closer.

Seeing Zhao Zicheng's actions, the veteran was a little confused for a while.

this person...

Pervert it.

Sure enough, today's young people play really well...

It's all generation gap.