Once upon a time there was a demon pass

old barracks.

Zhong Yushu sat on the horse tie, holding the fishing rod, fishing leisurely.

Humming a tune.

There was a happy smile on his face.

Boy Yu's method is really good. He tried it. In the past few days, he didn't need to go out to do some work by himself. There are people all over the place, and it's fully blooming.

If you are lucky, you may actually make a lot of money after a while.

At that time, more money can be sent to the families of those old brothers.

It's a pity that I have no education. I have this brain and started to do it long ago.

Just sitting by the lake, imagining a wonderful future.

But soon, Zhong Yushu began to frown slightly.

In the distance, Pavilion Master Lin walked slowly in a suit.

"It's okay, why do you always run to me?"

"Don't delay my fishing, get out!"

Zhong Yushu said cautiously with a hint of vigilance on his face.

There is a guilty conscience in the eyes.

It can't be that someone reported the gang selling discs, so you can find yourself.

Should not be ah.

According to Yu Xiaozi, after reading such passionate and upright content, no one should report him against his conscience.

Especially when I taught them the words, I just said it to ensure that their blood boiled after watching it.

Didn't you lie?

"Mr. Zhong."

"Fourth generation junior, Lin Feng, please come out of the mountain!"

Pavilion Master Lin arched his hands and bowed deeply with a solemn expression.

Zhong Yushu felt at ease in an instant, and waved his hand impatiently: "Fuck, I'm an old man with old arms and legs, and I still have a lot of shit."

"With my current physique, I can be blown down by a gust of wind once I go to Zhenyao Pass."

"Go back where you came from."

As he spoke, he even turned around without even looking at Pavilion Master Lin.

"Since the recovery of spiritual energy, almost all the ancestors of a generation have died in battle."

"There are not many second generations left."

"Now the front line is supported by three generations of seniors. As the backbone of the seniors, Zhenyaoguan cannot do without you!"

"Junior Lin Feng, on behalf of the people of the world, please come out of the mountain."

The waist is bent even lower, but the tone is extremely firm.

Zhong Yushu looked at the calm lake: "The awakened thing is broken, and the heart is also broken. I am a useless person... What can I do to save the human race? This burden is too big, and the old man can't carry it."

Zhong Yushu was a little lost in thought, and his voice was low.

"Please Mr. Zhong come out of the mountain!"

Pavilion Master Lin still said the same thing, but there was an extra wooden box in his hand, and he just dragged it in his palm.

……

Zhong Yushu turned his head sideways, glanced at the wooden box, his eyes were calm.

He knew that after eating the contents of the wooden box, he would still be Zhong Yushu, the invincible Zhong Yushu on the city wall of Zhenyao Pass.

But I... am old.

He is too old to radiate much light for the human race, but this medicine can create a new God of War.

so...

Zhong Yushu ignored it directly.

"Please Mr. Zhong come out of the mountain!"

This is the fourth time Pavilion Master Lin has spoken. He has reached middle age, and he just knelt on the ground straight up.

"Internal and external troubles in Mobei City!"

"If Mr. Zhong doesn't make a move to fix things, he's just watching them die."

Pavilion Master Lin was expressionless.

Zhong Yushu's body on the horseback was stiff, and he stood up abruptly, obviously combing a funny goatee, but at this moment his eyes exuded a piercing chill.

Accompanied by his getting up, like a scourge, he quietly awakened.

"You...threat me with the lives of ordinary people...?"

The voice was full of killing intent.

Even those veterans who were looking forward to watching the show froze at this moment.

"What are you doing!"

"Scum!"

"Shame on the human race!"

A group of people cursed angrily, leaned on crutches, supported each other, turned around and left.

Looking at the direction, it is obvious that they are going to the city for support.

But in their current state, it was tantamount to sending them to death, but they left without any hesitation, and even everyone's subconscious reaction was the same.

"You can call me shameless!"

"You can also think that I am threatening you with the common people!"

"I don't care about these infamy."

"However, Yaozu wanted your life and paid a high price."

"Now in several nearby provinces, members of the cult are collectively rioting on a large scale."

"Even Jiangbei Province is full of wars."

"The pavilion master sits in Baichun City, and now the high-level combat power in the entire north has been dragged down."

"The Yaozu are afraid that you will come out of the mountain."

"Even the Yaozu are so afraid of you, and even paid a huge price to let the cult do it, which means that you... are still the God of War that you used to be."

"One person controls one level...the god of war."

"I'm not afraid to tell you that Jiangbei Province has no extra strength to support Mobei City. The last high-level combat power is me."

Pavilion Master Lin's voice was calm, without any emotional fluctuations: "Now, I didn't go directly to support Mobei City, but came here first. No matter how I explain it, it will be regarded as delaying the war opportunity and harming the people."

"So, I have officially stepped down from the position of Deputy Pavilion Master this morning."

"It's a matter here, if I am not dead, I will go to Zhenyao Pass."

"Fight to the last moment of life."

"Now, for the sake of the stability of the entire Jiangbei Province, and for the sake of the Yaozu and the evil cult's miscalculation, please Mr. Zhong... come out!"

This is the fifth time Pavilion Master Lin mentioned it.

Zhong Yushu just watched him silently, which brought great pressure.

"Old Zhong, come out of the mountain!"

"I don't know what's going on in Mobei City!"

"That's right, it's important to save people."

A group of people spoke anxiously.

With a sigh, Zhong Yushu shook his head, picked up the wooden box, and put it in his hand.

Suddenly, a chuckle sounded.

"Is the backbone of my human race coming out of the mountain?"

"It is an honor to be able to see this scene."

The young man who had appeared at the foot of the Zhenyao Pass before, still in the same black robe, walked out with the two of them.

Bending slightly to Zhong Yushu.

"The Sect of the Gods, Wei Le, the envoy of the gods, met Mr. Qian."

Although it is bent over, but the head is raised.

Eyes calm.

"Cult brat?"

"It's not enough to bring these two things."

Zhong Yushu didn't even bother to look at this person from the beginning to the end, he just muttered a few words, opened the wooden box, and inside was a blood-red pill.

"Mr. Zhong, in the eyes of people like you, I may not be as good as an ant."

"But... how about the human race?"

There was a gentlemanly smile on the corner of Wei Le's mouth: "If you take this medicine, within three days, the Yaozu will attack Zhenyao Pass again."

"The real war will start."

"When the time comes, people will be devastated, and the flames of war will be raging. I can't bear to be human."

Having said that, there is no sadness to be seen on the young man's face.

Still that indifferent smile.

Zhizhu is in his hand.

It was as if the whole world was under his control.

"Oh, you're not a human being."

"Besides, you can't represent the Yaozu."

"In the end, it's just a mouse living in the gap between the monster race and the human race."

"No, mice also have demons."

"You're not even a mouse."

Zhong Yushu said with a smile, and slowly sent the pill to his mouth.